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Red Animal War - 77
03:50
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hello sports fans, the year is nineteen seventy-seven! the saints are down by four, and the yankees just won the pennant. and there's no call, no letter, no signifying action except the one that still stands today. it's all in your head now and it's all in your mind. two is too much to leave behind. sensei! that's just one term we never needed and it's fair now. that's fine - we're not bitter. so where are you now? better yet - where were you then? look at this cycle - it's building up. it's all in your head now and it's all in your mind, or was this cancer too defined?
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Slowride - Jesus Candle
03:20
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she's got issues. and i've read 'em all. got them laid out on the table. but i want her. more than ever. i don't care that she's unstable. stare at me from your flame. tell me things i should know. yeah i want her. yeah i know it's wrong. but she's so irresistible. stacked and crazy. a walking time bomb. i'm pretty sure she's not the one. with a question i stare. answers float in the air. in a daze i am there. hangin' on. like a dart from your flame. only i am to blame. and i guess you could say. i was one. did you think it would last?
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there's a cold liar under these soles. there's a place i can hide where no one ever goes. cut to these feelings - straight through the ceiling tonight! an electrical king with a crown of live thorns says: "we all want it black and white!" - like our lives! time will erase him (his hopes - his dreams - our fears). but bloody hands remain (the country so unclear). and all that we've done is just bury the gun - if we don't see this now then we never will. push in the potion - you've quelled the commotion i'll say! an oswaldian theory: "he's the one! don't get near me!" we all want it anyway...
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Slowride - Freeway
03:54
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i take the freeway. to avoid cops and stoplights. my job is one smoke and three jawbreaker songs away. arrive with coffee-stained breath. and a stack - unopened mail. that i add to the pile of paperwork. that is my desk. these letters will never see the light of day. discover my responsibilities for the week. then i sit in my room and write these songs instead. kinda like right now - i've got better things to do. then there's you - you are so well dressed. but you're so depressed. your life is sickening to me. and have you ever had ideas original? you've got a reference for all things. you are you're own biggest influence
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he broke up the line and checked the time. "a soldier never cries." but there was one, cracked by the sun, collapsed but not quite done. wake up and die! force fed your life. they've got his soul and spine - where he can't breathe but he can burrow. where he will only know the whites of their eyes. he will go down into the air, down where no one cares. his name's on a wall they will never see. is history such a grand place to be? if it's up to speed outrace the irony. the wife he'd never leave - his body's on the beach. and if it's up to speed he will get there soon. does he have to feel like he is not allowed to feel? as he holds his hands in the air and hopes for somewhere real - where he can breathe, but he can love all, where he will only know her brown eyes. he will go down into the air, down where no one cares. his name's in a book they will never read. is history such a grand place to be? so what is up to speed? a folded flag on knees? his boys grow up to be someone that's too much like me. and if it's up to speed he will get there soon. here / there - i'll be damned
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Slowride - Dear John
04:25
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this one's goin' out to you. i hope you listen to it through. appreciate my words. unbelievable at times. you amaze me with your lines. so now we're through. all i wanted was an answer. given to me straight and true. all i got was broken english and you. in these paragraphs to you. in these documents of truth. laid bare and exposed. the way you ruined you for you. you take another then refuse. your face, your own. what is love. is it really worth the mess you'll find. it's just inside. once in love - i'm never going back. it's suicide with you
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