1. |
Bad For You
04:25
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Inside out,
Perfect distractions
Kill my inhibition plans.
Dance with me
Closer to the action,
It’s all I want,
It’s all I need.
Makes me wonder why,
Makes me wonder why I’m so bad for you,
So bad for you.
Drip fed tears,
Intravenous eyeball,
Leave me with your kindest bruise.
First in line and
Aching for the night fall,
I’m basking in my old man blues.
Makes me wonder why,
Makes me wonder why,
Makes me wonder why I’m so bad for you,
So bad for you,
So bad for you,
So bad for you.
Makes me wonder why,
Makes me wonder why,
Makes me wonder why I’m so bad for you,
So bad for you.
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2. |
Gum Up The Bearings
04:14
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Gum up the bearings, saturate the line
Spit out the fat, stop bleeding on time.
Gum up the bearings, steady for the fall.
Block out the feedback, tune to the chord.
How can it wait when it takes so long?
To medicate while it all goes wrong.
Gum up the bearings, stubborn to the play.
Terror the truants driving us astray.
Gum up the bearings, freeze the whole machine.
Attack the proceeds flowing up the stream.
Been waiting a little too long.
Been waiting a little too long.
Gum up the bearings, saturate the line.
Spit out the fat, stop bleeding on time.
Gum up the bearings, steady ‘fore the fall,
Block out the feedback, tune to the chord.
How can it take when it waits so long?
To medicate while it all goes wrong.
We never needed anyone
To paint our point of view!
Gum up the bearings, stubborn to the play,
Bury the mainstream wasting away.
Gum up the bearings, freeze the whole machine,
Attack the proceeds flowing up the stream.
Been waiting a little too long
Been waiting a little too long
Gum up the bearings, the bearings!
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3. |
Motivation
03:32
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On a mission of mercy now
And my motives are clear.
What could be better,
Better than that?
And I don’t like to talk too loud
When there’s so much to say.
What could be better
Better than that?
Oh, nothing, no nothing
Is better than that, than that, than that.
Be my motivation shooting up my spine,
Making it easy to lay it all on the line.
No more hesitation weighing on my mind,
Making it easy to lay it all on the line.
And I’m not going to sleep tonight,
When there’s nothing to do.
What could be better, better than that?
Oh, nothing, no nothing
Is better than that, than that, than that
Be my motivation shooting up my spine,
Making it easy to lay it all on the line.
No more hesitation weighing on my mind,
Making it easy to lay it all on the line.
Be my motivation!
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4. |
Don't Stop
03:38
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Give me coffee grind, analgesic mind,
Cos I’m open now
To a big mistake
And I need to know, there’s a lot involved
That I want to show
But it’s suicide, oh
I’m just so, oh!
So, oh!
I got coffee mind, two teeth to grind,
When I go to ground
I am so in love
And it’s easy though, you’re a light my load,
Enigmatic soul
Now I’m all in,
Oh, I’m just so, oh!
So, oh!
Don’t stop, keep it connected!
Don’t stop, keep it connected!
Don’t stop, keep it connected!
I, I won’t stop
Don’t stop, keep it connected!
Don’t stop, keep it
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5. |
Rubberman
04:00
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He’s a rubber man with elastic plans
Conjured up in dreams from a distant land.
Like a loose strand doing what he can
In a tangled world, trying to understand.
Oh, my love stretches on like the sea
But now we are drowning in our common history.
She’s a soldier on a foreign field
But now we’re older I don’t know how to feel.
She’s my sister and I’d do anything
If I could show her what she means to me.
Oh, my love stretches on like the sea
But now we are drowning in our common history.
Thin hope, I cling to it like plastic wrap.
Everything will be easier now.
Hope that you’ll come back to the one,
The one I knew before I lose hope.
Cling to it like plastic wrap,
Everything will be easier now.
Hope that you’ll come back to us like
The one I knew.
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6. |
IWANNAGETOUT
02:30
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I’m kinks and knots
And suffocating, I know.
I’m here and there
But never anywhere so
I’ll breathe it in
And breathe it out until my blood boils up.
I know, I know
Of thoughts so terrifying.
I’m fits and starts
And missing everything cos
I sleep alone,
Until I’m broken and my blood boils up,
Cos I,
I wanna get out!
I wanna get out!
I wanna get out!
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7. |
April Slumber
03:28
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Coming around where we used to be found,
Troubling teens with a middling frown.
Walkin’ down that road,
Walkin’ down that road.
And you wouldn’t believe the ghosts you meet,
Hiding away down on memory street.
Walkin’ down that road,
Walkin’ down that road.
Every minute there’s a new one born,
And every moment we were April slumber.
Anyway, here comes another year,
Any day it could be that much better, yeah.
And I hear ém all say as the pavement gives way,
“Life wasn’t bad in suburban decay.”
Walkin’ down that road.
Walkin’ down that road.
Every minute there’s a new one born,
And every moment we were April slumber.
Anyway, here comes another year,
Any day it could be that much better, yeah.
Oh, now there’s nothing left,
But heavy air
From some long distant dream.
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8. |
The Slip
02:00
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Caught you dancing on my grave,
Should ‘a been dead but that’s okay.
I don’t mind your idle doubt
Chewing me up and spitting me out.
Give ‘em the slip, the slip,
I give ‘em the slip, Oh
The slip, the slip,
I give ’em the slip, Oh,
I’m not sure that I care how,
Better that I just tell you now.
Here it comes, my parting shot,
I’m not going down like that.
Give ‘em the slip, the slip
I give ‘em the slip, Oh
The slip, the slip,
I give ‘em the slip, Oh
The slip, the slip
I give ‘em the slip, Oh
The slip, the slip,
I give ‘em the slip
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9. |
Okay, You Win
02:58
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Ground me, I’m weightless,
Feckless and dateless,
Feels like I could just float away.
Such a pushover,
Now I’ve outgrown ya,
Waiting around for days.
Okay, you win, we’re on the same team.
Okay, you win, this should be easy.
Okay, you win, we’re on the same team,
Most the time.
I miss the sunshine,
Keeping me upright.
Losing the will to run away.
Such a pushover,
Now I’ve outgrown ya,
Dragging me round for days.
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10. |
Start Again
03:02
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I make believe til I’m a different man.
These thoughts come out to find me.
I make believe until you understand,
When loneliness surrounds me.
All I’m saying,
We don’t have to fade away.
All I’m saying,
We don’t have to fade,
Have to fade away.
And if you try it,
You can deny it,
Watch it die and
We can start again.
I make believe I’m not a desperate man,
Foolish for your attention.
Grist for the mill until you know I am
Hard up and not to mention.
All I’m saying,
We don’t have to stay the same.
All I’m saying,
We don’t have to fade,
Have to fade away.
And if you try it,
You can deny it,
Watch it die and
We can start again.
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11. |
Aqua - Lung
04:48
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Images of blue and white,
Future fades in dimming light.
Drowning in a waking sleep,
Still, the maelstrom gathers speed.
Now and then I ask for an answer
But there’s no reply.
Hook me up to aqua lung,
Breathe into a modern thrum.
Light a candle, mute the news,
Throw away the dead refuse.
Now and then I reach for a button
But there’s no rewind.
So, here we are now,
Dreaming, somehow.
Here we are now.
Hey, don’t pay it any mind.
Fingers, with an axe to grind,
Catching splinters as they fall.
I don’t know this world at all.
Now and then I ask for an answer
But there’s no reply.
So, here we are now,
Dreaming, somehow.
Here we are now,
Dreaming, somehow.
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