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Denton Desert Island
04:10
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If there's a miracle cure let me see it
You have a country song, let me sing it
Maybe then I'll find some instruction
Some words of wisdom I have forgotten
Find conviction in some recital
Well my hands they are not idle
And on these streets it feels just like a desert island
Just like a desert island in these walls
It feels just like a desert island
Just like a desert island...
There's no familiar warmth in these faces
Of my past kaleidoscope are no traces
People young and bold; near fictitious
Who have no fear of burning their bridges
With their bottle talk hide their plenty
It's not a wonder this place feels so empty
And on these streets it feels just like a desert island
Just like a desert island in these walls
It feels just like a desert island
Just like a desert island...x3
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We kick up ideas like dust in night time
All fated to die in rust of night indulgence
Now that the favor has turned against you
You try your own way to put them beneath you
Just for a few more moments
Like Tulia memories
persist through long engagements in your mind
The things that give us pause
She said she felt like some worthless carcass
Devoid of all things that once filled it with power
Such lovely creatures! They should not speak so!
Ambition undone and bright head hanging low
Just wait a few more moments...
You'll see your victory!
Our breath is touching somewhere far behind
the things that give us pause
Why when I force myself from sleep
Pull your hair out from my sleeve
Some dead piece of you to keep
And give me cause!
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3. |
The Storm (The Applause)
03:41
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You're standing, shaking on the Michigan border
You lie awake as the papers come to take it over
You dream in shapes with no significant order
Why are you sleeping when you know that the storm is comin'?
A pioneer, you led applause
You were a pioneer, you led applause
You were a pioneer, you led applause
You can go back to shaking long enough to die in peace
There's painted faces coming out of the woodwork
You'd hardly know it from the sickly summer bar adhesive
Every mistake just gets a little bit larger
When you set out to make all your mistakes a little larger
A pioneer, you led applause
You were a pioneer, you led applause
You were a pioneer, you led applause
You can go back to shaking long enough to die in...
A pioneer, you led applause
You were a pioneer, you led applause
You were a pioneer, you led applause
You can go back to shaking long enough
The storm is gonna get ya just the same!
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4. |
Northward
04:18
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This town's an echo, a memory that's hollow
The empty air is unfamiliar
And they tell me northward would be like moving forward
There's not a thing that tells me they are wrong
Spectres waiting, its eyes are heating
Oh don't you understand?
Though you'll grow in numbers, your middle class comforts
Will leave you feeling lonely once again.
Anarchist by nature, you can't afford to think much clearer
Money's running out need something free
Did no one tell you? Earth was made in that filthy vacuum
And left beside neglected bathroom sinks.
Sat dead still on the dead pavement
I'm helpless in the spigot rain
Write stories on the interstate
With the rubber ink beneath my feet
And you were so much brighter then!
The clock just stopped inside of you.
Infected by social disease,
Declare myself forever quarantined.
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5. |
Athenian Flannel
03:15
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Staying up all night with the History Channel
The Athenian equivalent of 90s flannel.
I've got porcelain pastimes but it's just not likely
That I'll lead us on to another victory,
Obviously not.
Well my friends are out dancing with Dionysis
Twisting their way to a mid-life crisis
I've been screaming out warnings in a drunken haze
These days the people never mark me and it's history
Obviously so.
Obviously so (Obviously so)
(Narration: Forget about it)
Is nobody gonna write my history?
(Obviously not)
Talent's filled to capacity?
(Obviously not)
Missing out on something elementary?
Obviously so.
Something wrong with my astrology?
(Obviously so)
Is this loneliness my destiny?
(Obviously so)
Will my life end in a victory?
Obviously not.
Obviously not.
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6. |
(It's Just) You You You
02:40
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You were my one and only
But not I've made it through
You say we all are lonely
But no dear it's just you, you, you.
I finished all my crying
I left behind the blue
You say that we're all dying
But no dear it's just you, you, you
Since you broke my heart, you're some moaning Nostradamus
And however much I want you back
I'll let this come between us
My sadness was impacting
But now I'm born anew
You say the world is ending
But no dear it's just you, you, you
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7. |
I Take It Back
04:23
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In my past life, killed ten thousand
And took as much gold from them, and...
Now all I see, blue screen code that
I can't wrap my sword around, and...
Please solve my problems, you know
She makes her way back to Soho
She gives the madness to you
You ran too slow to that Demon
Door and couldn't make it back in time
For me to take control and show
You how to run him like mine
I take it back, I didn't
Mean to say that I didn't
Like you much more
Than the drinking
I know where I can find you
Inside the book you sent to
You left all your remains inside
It's not an inflation to prefer cremation
Just want to be gone when I die x2
I take it back, I didn't
Mean to say that I didn't
Like you much more
Than the drinking
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8. |
Minor Infractions
02:39
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Miranda, the wolves are out to get ya
Caught you in the jar and now
Where you gonna run?
Miranda, they tore up your sonatas
Redemption was so close
But now the orchestrations are undone
Say goodbye to your detractors
(Say goodbye)
They'll never bother anymore
(Say goodbye)
What good's your dignity when nobody is keeping score?
Amazing how minor infractions
(Say goodbye)
Come back to get you in the end
(Say goodbye)
But now you're hiding in the basement counting contracts
Oh tragedy! She's dead to me!
Amazing how these bitches get around!
(Get around!)
Miranda's on the run, dripping off the bank of
St. Michael Sound...
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9. |
FCC
02:55
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FCC get out of my radio
FCC get out of my head
FCC stop touching my audio
I know where your hands have been
We try every day
You're standing in the way of all our progress
"Sir, pay your fee.
Just a small royalty"
Oh
FCC get out of my radio
FCC come out of the blue
FCC get out of my digital
Don't need you to tell me what to listen to
Lady in the back
But you've got her bound and gagged for our protection
Oh the awful things we'd say
If you let us have our way!
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10. |
Put Me Away
03:50
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They oughta put me away
Yes they oughta put me in the ground
They oughta make me take a vow of silence
And I could hang for a year
And wish this persecution would just end
Waiting for the strike of your hammer
A final stroke to end all of my pain
And so you slept in the snow
Until you finally gave yourself some time
There are so many fools think they can buy part of you
But their money never was your time
Oh no
They oughta put me away
Yes they oughta put me in the ground
They oughta make me take a vow of silence
And I could hang for a year
And until this persecution would just end
When in the summer months we beg for pardons
And lick each others wounds with repentant tongues.
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11. |
What I've Learned
06:48
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Even towns wear a mask
And promise you jewels of the past
And the past will always be
Sterile, untroubled by grief
Perpetual longing for days deceased
Killed by time
Left to rot at the back of your mind
And is it finally too late
To love the dull stones of today?
What a hearse!
What a pair.
Biting and curling their hair.
With the clocks standing by
Counting the minutes to die
Oh and that man who had hold of your spine
Killed by time
Makes you think what your mother said:
"Child you care not for reputation
Well if that's so, be prepared to have one"
What I've learned is a spell
To banish directionless hell
So if the mob sympathizes
See the spots in your eyes
Then just go on home
'Cause disasters like these
They come by the mouthful these days
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