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Beheaded Flowers
02:38
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Beheaded flowers spilling colors
Foreshadowing death
Cut from the roots, up through the shoots
And bowing to the great beyond
In one last whispered breath
And a flash of light at sunset
Oh illuminating eyes
And petal lips
Down low at the knee
Cutting it closely
Down to the hilt
Life limp in vases
Cut from the roots, up through the shoots
And bowing to the grey beyond, now
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Trademark
03:58
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I bought oil from the Iraqis and beer from the Pakkies
I ran hash for Moroquies on turbo Kawasaki
Baguette with the French
Cheese and skis with the Swiss
I've got mail order bride
Brazilian mistress
I performed abortions
With coat hangers in back alley-ways
Stole wallets from Americans and aint ashamed
Brushing paper with Japanese, Chinese, and the Korean
I dealt arms to the Afghans.. well, traded for Heroin
I'm down there bringing food to the poor
And we're trying to eradicate AIDS
We've done a lot in our young age..
But, we're living through it! (maybe)
I whaled with the Eskimos
I drove a Honda Civic
I'm delivering organs from a black market clinic
Laid down with live girls
Over in Eastern Europe
And I dance with gypsies to a Serbian Slurrit
Watched Jewish movies in German
I've experienced sermons
Oh well, I've raved with the slaves in post-industrial caves and I recognize the merit in it
I've suicide bombed
I've flown
I've driven
I fire bombed a wooden city
And I lay an iron fist to those who dismiss
Yes, I've tortured journalists
Well don't worry Mom
You know I will get paid
All this blood drawn from you I don't want to escape
So buy a house, rent, let's pitch a tent
And run for the banks we are innocent
As the heart and soul that has drown in debt
As well as in the love of others (that can happen!)
I'm holding hands with my Muslim brothers
I've puffed hell of trees
And I've begged down on my knees
And I've said to my baby, "please! please! please!"
But I'm living through it
We're living through it
This trademark is fluent
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Bombs on Beirut
03:48
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We're dropping bombs on Beirut (shoot shoot)
Dropping bombs on Beirut (shoot shoot)
We're dropping bombs on Beirut
Bombs on Beirut
Fire fight in the sun
Missiles and guns
Loving on the run
Dropping bombs on Beirut
Watch those kids scatter
Grandma's on foot
And Grand Daddy's tattered
Dropping bombs on Beirut
Sitting around in bikinis
sipping on martinis
Give me slow death before bullets to the head
Pulling that trigger won't automatically rid us of the guilt tearing at our hearts
So, we can use our private parts
To shade those private hearts
Up in the stars (shoot shoot)
Oh, up in the stars
Summer loving
Had me a blast
Summer loving
Happened so fast
Up in the stars....
(it's not)
Temporary insanity (oh no it's been years)
(it's not)
Temporary insanity (let's laugh away those tears)
(it's not)
Temporary insanity (oh no it's here to stay)
(it's not)
Temporary insanity (come out to play)
Bombs on Beirut
Fire fight in the sun
Teach children with missiles and guns
Bombs on Beirut
Watch those kids run
Grandma's on foot
And well Daddy, he's gone
Dropping bombs on Beirut
It's somewhere else
Bombs on Beirut
Like Orion's belt, yeah
Up in the stars
Up in the stars
Where (it's not temporary insanity),
We can use our private parts (it's not temporary insanity)
And shade those private parts (it's not temporary insanity)
We can use our private parts (it's not temporary insanity)
And shade those private parts
Up in the stars (shoot shoot)
Up in the stars (shoot shoot)
Up in the stars (shoot shoot)
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4. |
Heartbreak Hotel
03:46
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Heartbreak hotel
Rolling in beds
Weeping white water
Hands pulling hairs from heads
Rolling in beds and baskets
Rolling, crawling, bathing, not eating, masturbation
Oh folly and holy, enslaven, not needing, matriculation
Heartache
Oh heartbreak
(repeat 1st verse)
Cry me a river
Cry me a lie
I'm your believer
The best alibi
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5. |
Love is a Lake
04:28
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My love is a lake
You ride it like a wave
And hearts, they may break
So they lie to us every day
And tears they may shake (free!)
The bows and damns can relate
My love is a lake
You ride it like a wave
We held so tight to forever
Couldn't see it's more than miles away
And hearts getting sent to infirmary
While outside is straight to the brain
We held so tight to forever
But, that's not what we're given
Just preparing for hard, hard times
Only to breath (dream) and you are living
Wide away with too much at stake in you, my love
Hang tight to those alibis
I fear I'm slipping from this glove
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6. |
Substance to Substance
04:28
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Moving.. moving.. moving..
Moving substancia a substancia
Moving from substance to substance
Raging bullets, baited breath
Deep down in the know and I don't want to go!
Could hear the wind blowing through the trees
If not for chattering knees, cha-cha-cha chattering teeth
I could hear walls crashing down
If not for the background, if not for the foreground,
If not for the things we do... If not for those things we do
MARCH!
Take a walk!
Crawl!
Slither, gallop, take a dive!
But keep moving! Substancia a substancia
I think i'm in lust with dust
That which collects when neglected
And this energy I have not respected
So now blowing
Blowing up
Maybe blowing away, it's just so hard to say
Hey man! Pack it fat! Anybody got a joint? Anybody got a bump? Cup of coffee? Weed, coffee, weed, coffee, weed, coffee.. Ya know?
Shots?! Anybody know where the nearest oxygen bar is?.. I just can't get a breath. I gotta do some sit-ups, ya know? I could really use a nap. If I don't see her I just might die! Keep it coming. Hit me.
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7. |
Dance to Life
04:46
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There's a dance to life
There's a dance to life
I'm rising with the tide
Falling in the rain
I'm at one with life
laying for the blame
I'm carrying the fog
Turning with the page
There's a dance to life
And a turning in the grave
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Sun's Rays
05:12
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Holding my heart close to me
And my memories
I don't want to beat myself up
Won't you please do it for me
I won't live afraid of heaven
Have it haunting me in every way
(don't forget about the lovin' in the sun's rays)
These are first steps
We were born to misbehave
Don't forget about the love in the sun's rays
Pardon the hurt
Pardon the hate
Pardon my heart I can't seem not to relate
Pardon the pain
And the rage
And the love I can't put at bay
Don't forget about it
Don't forget about the lovin' in the sun's rays
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9. |
I See it in the Distance
04:52
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I see it in the distance
A barren waste-land
Nothing forward
Oceans of sand
I see it in the distance
Far away from land
No tomorrow
Oceans of sand
Rocks come down, touch sand, and become
Roll around and rumble
I can hear it in my dreams like thunder
So, build them high
Stack them tall
The further the fall the surer to sand to become
When the rains come and the sun beats down on washed land
When the rain comes and the sun beats down on washed land
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