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Black and Blue
03:15
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I feel your Thorn pierce my tongue Uh-huh, uh-huh This Love
My veins throbbing to your touch
Uh-huh, uh-huh This Love
You drove a stake through my lungs
Uh-huh, uh-huh This Love
I’ll drink you ’til I can’t stand up Uh-huh, uh-huh This Love
Chorus:
You and I
We’re An Island, in the Dust Black and Blue Fireball
Watch the Ice melt, around us
Dig your teeth into my soul Uh-Huh, uh-huh This Love
Brush aside my control
Uh-huh, uh-huh This Love
Chorus:
You and I
We’re An Island, in the Dust Black and Blue Fireball
Watch the Ice melt, around us
I feel your Love pierce my brain Uh-huh, Uh-huh This Pain
Flush these tears down the drain Never, never again
Chorus:
You and I
We’re An Island, in the Dust Black and Blue Fireball
Watch the Ice melt, around us
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3. |
Hooky
02:31
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Dry times and hard luck
I count ‘em all one by one I can’t stand the sun
I’m a vampire, flesh in the Mud
You look like, you like a little trouble
an antidote to your boredom
the need to feel all real important
Flashlight’s on you
Chorus:
Looky looky little cookie you ain't so hard
Once you get a little soggy you’ll just be crumbs Looky Looky little cookie you ain’t so tough
When those snakes take a bite outta you
All the things that money can buy
Won’t stop these vultures from taking your eyes We’re looking for someone to try
And the pickings thin, you better travel light
Chorus:
Looky looky little cookie you ain't so hard
Once you get a little soggy you’ll just be crumbs Looky Looky little cookie you ain’t so tough
When those snakes take a bite outta you
Don’t test your marbles if the crack like pavement These hounds hunt for their own entertainment you’re a fish out the bowl
Go back to your glass homes
Chorus:
Looky looky little cookie you ain't so hard
Once you get a little soggy you’ll just be crumbs Looky Looky little cookie you ain’t so tough
When those snakes take a bite outta you
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4. |
Door #9
03:15
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Pick up the fruit and peel back its fuzzy skin submerge into the hot bath
Simmer the mind, within
Confront that two headed serpent Wrapped up in a double helix
Tell ‘Em you ain't afraid to die
I’m just passing through on my way to !
Chorus:
Door 9, what’s behind
Door 9, open my mind up
To Door 9
Naked running through endless Gardens Bumble bees and strange trees
Why did it take so long to get here? We’ve been holding up time to find
Chorus:
Door 9, what’s behind
Door 9, open my mind up
To Door 9
Now lay me down on a bed of sadness Back to the mundane
I wish I could home there forever Never-ending time behind
DOOR 9
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5. |
Oh My
01:49
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Worm under your nail Silver shotgun shells Another toy in the mail Huffing down chemtrails Could you crack my bell? Would you fill my well? Little white blood cell How’s your intel?
Chorus;
Oh my, Oh my
Oh my, Oh my
Oh my, Oh my
Oh my, Libidio
Oh my, Oh my
Oh my, Oh my
!
A digit, a ticket, a number in line
Throw my payslip in the dirt
I’m sure I’ll be fine
Tit-tat, can’t believe she did that
Tat-too’d it on her face, free-fall from grace Huh
Chorus;
Oh my, Oh my
Oh my, Oh my
Oh my, Oh my
Oh my, Libidio
Oh my, Oh my
Oh my, Oh my
Pull me on a leash
Wash my mouth out with bleach
Rotten nectarine
Smelling like chlorine
Chorus;
Oh my, Oh my
Oh my, Oh my
Oh my, Oh my
Oh my, Libidio
Oh my, Oh my
Oh my, Oh my
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6. |
Bonsai!
02:38
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Paper-cuts on your lip-stick Strawberry nimbus clouds floating to your lungs
Bubble-gum Yum-Yum brown sugar hash I’m diving head-first into fresh-cut grass
Could you turn it up louder, til’ I feel it in my chest
No rear-view switching lanes, high on the hedge
Stickier than that blue tack under your shoe
So loud you could smell it from here to the moon
Chorus:
Hey Namaste!
Do what yo’ momma say
I don’t got to preach,
you know you got to get your greens Hey Namaste!
Do what yo’ momma say
better get yo’ greens, baby Vitameenz and Nu-trees
Coco Puff, Roll-ups
Bass rattling the bunk
What’s for lunch? more skunk
Fog in your cerebrum
Backseat tinted love
Hello yellow up above
Lowriding with the doves
Crystals shining in the sun
Third Eye! Open up!
Let us in we got the fluff
More lettuce, chop it up
Bonsai! trim the buds
Windshield wiping up the smog
On my could, floating off
Drifting through a thousand thoughts All at once
Chorus:
Hey Namaste!
Do what yo’ momma say
I don’t got to preach,
you know you got to get your greens Hey Namaste!
Do what yo’ momma say
better get yo’ greens, baby Vitameenz and Nu-trees
Nu-trees and vitameenz
Raw green, it’s all you need Nu-trees and vitameenz
Call your local pharmacy
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7. |
All These Wires
03:11
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Itching for a flavor
Can’t Resist Your Nature
Still Waiting for A Savior
High Wire in a Blazer
Chorus:
Iso-Late
Cut It off, OK
Blown Up On the Front Page Flexing In a Mouse Cage Washing out that Last Stain It Never Really goes Away !
ChoRus:
Iso-Late
Cut It Off, OK
Disconnected Touch
And Run Out Of Love
When You Hear That Crunch It Weighs Too Much
Don’t Mean To Fuss
But Ain’t This Enough?
Chorus:
Iso-Late
Cut It Off, OK
Bridge:
All These Wires
Tripped And Crossed
Where Does One End?
The Other Starts
Missed Connections
And Signal Drops
Isolate That Feeling
And Send It Up
Chorus:
Iso-Late
Cut It Off, OK
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8. |
10-99
04:25
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Throw me an anchor, 'cos I'm floatin;
Floating out too far (far),
No words, no words
For this vague feeling
Back paddling through the months, that drifted by That old time killing, caught up to us now
Chorus:
Cos’ This Life, won’t wait for me no, no no
This Life, don’t stop for no one, no no
Under my covers, that’s where I
That’s where I feel sound (sound)
On the outside, it’s all too loud (loud)
No words, No words
For this vague feeling
Just scrolling through, I’m staring at the ceiling !
Chorus:
Cos’ This Life, won’t wait for me no, no no
This Life, don’t stop for no one, no no
Where is the anchor? ‘Cos I’m floatin’
I see your patience is slipping (slide)
No words, no words
Of particular interest
And I might, I might be a non-believer
but I still feel, I feel this presence
Chorus:
Cos’ This Life, won’t wait for me no, no no
This Life, don’t stop for no one, no no!
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9. |
Grim Chin
04:31
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Rusty chips and a half dead fish,
is the dish of the day
Screw that face counter-clockwise, Or you’ll catch a kiss from the rain
I told brother, that’s not our mother
And I told sister, we don’t share the same mister
Now they’re mad that I spoiled the party
They share the same birthday
Chorus:
And now we all feel a bit grey, grey This way
It’s all gone a bit grey
It’s here again
We all feel a bit gray, grey
Today
Mind your wig, and tuck your chin the Spoiled milk’s hittin’ the fan
No one’s clean in the mensch machine
Everyone out for themselves
We used to be lovers now we can’t look at each other
Dissonant chairs don’t sit next to another
Digging trenches in the sand
Too bad we share the same friends
Chorus:
And now we all feel a bit grey, grey This way
It’s all gone a bit grey
It’s here again
We all feel a bit gray, grey
Today
(Tony or tony bridge)
All your interactions turn grey
it’s like your saving for another day
Open up and you’ll find
your quiet eye, you’ve got a private eye...
Vodka and envy kept the bridesmaid steady
sipping straight from her flask
Too drunk to notice, the best man’s nervous
Sweat dripping down his neck
Our dear bride’s still crying on the toilet
She caught the best man with her groom in the closet
I was looking forward to that cake
The wedding planner still wants his cheque
Chorus:
And now we all feel a bit grey, grey This way
It’s all gone a bit grey
It’s here again
We all feel a bit gray, grey
Today
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10. |
Aluminum Kiss
02:30
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Helium Sky Burns And nowhere to turn
Alone, Together
Stood on hollow ground
Our fortress tumbles down
Alone, Together
Metallic to the taste
We coldly Embrace
Alone, Together
Knees heavy shake
At the eyes of our fate
Alone, Together
I stretched my mind to its limit To catch your holy spirit!
Alone, Together
And this potion I drink
Deeper still I sink
Alone, together
Alone, Together
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