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1. |
Terra Ohm
04:06
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I NEVER STOP
gnaw on my toothpick
like a ritual instrument
scorpio beltbuckle
that's where i rest my hand
officer, i gotta say,
i really love your land
i drive off with a smile
to get high in white sands
i never stop - never
i never stop - maybe for gasoline
i never stop - never
i never stop - you know what i mean?
I NEVER STOP
cut, cut, cut to my favorite bar
there's this guy who's a 6 foot 5
rounds up horses by day,
downs shots by night
c'mon man, don't leave like that,
you just shouldn't drink & drive
shows me his badge,
it's easy to take that in stride
i never stop - never
i never stop - maybe for gasoline
i never stop - never
i never stop - you know what i mean?
I NEVER STOP
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2. |
Bring On The Spice
04:43
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the past has no authority
it would only trouble me
i'm being ripped off by the future
imprinted in my memory
now i gotta bring on the spice
now i keep my eyes on the prize
at any cost..
so roll your own
throw the dice
BRING ON THE SPICE
coughing up blood on new year's day
make 'em feel you truly lived
embracing this foolish heritage
i lace another cigarette
recite the gonzo alphabet
while pepper mills grind in my head
grinding away..
so roll your own
throw the dice
why use all these words
when less would suffice
BRING ON THE SPICE
it's all about the life that you're livin'
it's all about the FUCK that you're givin'
it's all about the pain of bein' driven, alright
it's all about the FUCK that you're givin'
BRING ON THE SPICE
it's all about the life that you're livin'
it's all about the FUCK that you're givin'
it's all about the joy of bein' driven, alright
it's all about the FUCK that you're givin'
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3. |
Tangerine
03:50
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IT WAS A FABULOUS WAY
TO MAKE 'EM THINGS RIGHT
IT WAS A GLORIOUS WAY
TO AVOID A NASTY FISTFIGHT
you lost your knife
i thought i gave it back to you and all
and i stumble through
the morning, in the evening i fall
now i'm under the gun
to take away your self-inflicted pain
just one thing i know,
i should have heard the thunder
before the rain
...before the rain came...
IT WAS A FABULOUS WAY
TO MAKE 'EM THINGS RIGHT
IT WAS A GLORIOUS WAY
TO AVOID A NASTY FISTFIGHT
we're like one-eyed jacks
blinded by greed, hands ready to choke
though we could be friends
and the pines would swallow the smoke
livin' with the insult
it's a beautiful life indeed
for a moment i'm gone
call me up when you're in need
so was there some loss?
i don't know, was there any gain?
just one thing i know
i should have heard the thunder
before the rain
IT WAS A FABULOUS WAY
TO MAKE 'EM THINGS RIGHT
IT WAS A GLORIOUS WAY
TO AVOID A NASTY FISTFIGHT
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4. |
Kiss Of De Ath
04:58
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DON'T YOU FEEL LOVED
WHEN JUSTICE IS DONE
AND DON'T YOU FEEL SAFE
WHEN THE HEADLIGHTS ARE ON
SOMEONE ALWAYS PRESSES RECORD
WHEN THIS SONG IS SUNG
IF JUSTITIA WERE A COP
IT'S A GAME WE ALL WOULD HAVE WON
justice everywhere
it's the reason for your weakness,
so don't you dare
try to fill in the blanks
on the road to completeness
every frequency is the wrong frequency
when you tune in to the channel of misery
blood sweat and tear gas are right at hand
just one more swing of the bat
to the promised land
so go ahead drawing straws
for your noble cause
high five to you, applause, applause
justice everywhere
a complacent illusion, what a cross to bear
poke a hole in the soul of those in control
it's not the chimney with smoke rings
that burns the most coal
DON'T YOU FEEL LOVED
WHEN JUSTICE IS DONE
AND DON'T YOU FEEL SAFE
WHEN THE HEADLIGHTS ARE ON
SOMEONE ALWAYS PRESSES RECORD
WHEN THIS SONG IS SUNG
IF JUSTITIA WERE A COP
IT'S A GAME WE ALL WOULD HAVE WON
...don't you feel loved
...and don't you feel saved
in a game we all would have
won.
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5. |
If I Burn
05:06
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sick like a pig, sick like a pig
i gotta turn myself around
sleep in my eyes, sleep in my eyes
i gotta wake up once and for all
the marrow is me, the marrow is me
it's the one thing i need to reclaim
WOULD THE FLAMES LICK AT YOUR FEET
WOULD YOU HAVE SOME SYMPATHY
WOULD YOU FLIP THE SCRIPT ON ME
IF I, IF I, IF I, IF I BURN
BURN, BURN, BURN, BURN, BURN
gotta rip it away from the core,
see what's left to burn
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6. |
Arrows
06:27
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set the alarm
pull the trigger
then go back to sleep
questions remain
when was the last time
that you saw blood
milk the cow,
omit the demon
chances running scarce
endless joy
on bended knees
one end to rule them all
strike a match,
remember to
forget about yourself
clouds of arrows
aimin' nowhere,
eradication's will
a rule of thumb
acting dumb
the moment you are crowned
audience halved,
kisses and headbutts,
time just stops and then what
OH WHAT IS IT?
CAN I HAVE IT?
IS IT SOMETHING I CAN USE?
WILL IT HELP ME BREAK OUT?
it's arrows i shoot,
common sense they refute
aiming only and only at you
ARROWS.
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7. |
Contact High
03:58
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the chosen few are born
with the caul
a cover of bliss
to protect them from it all
outnumbered by
the lowest on the totem pole
who seem so afraid
of breaching social protocol
they just won't take a smile
for what it's worth anymore...no...
but you, you give me words to live by,
music to die by, what a cerebral driveby
I GET A CONTACT HIGH
JUST FROM SEEING YOU SMILE
I GET A CONTACT HIGH
IT SURE LASTS A WHILE
you're auditioning for freedom,
all the time, everyday
words of yours so powerful,
these words of yours sustain
now all the rorschachs
they look like butterflies
as i stare right back
into your bloodshot eyes
you're screwing the lightbulb
right into the sun ...yeah...
and you didn't have to love me
like you did, but you did, but you did,
and i thank you
I GET A CONTACT HIGH
JUST FROM SEEING YOU SMILE
I GET A CONTACT HIGH
IT SURE LASTS A WHILE
I GET A CONTACT HIGH
JUST FROM SEEING YOU SMILE
I GET A CONTACT HIGH
IT'S BLOWIN' MY MIND
beatified by the beat
by the rumbling in your head
you gotta make yourself a saint
before you end up dead
beatified by the joy
in your half-full lovin' cup
you gotta smile back at the world
before you're endin' up
80 miles out and 6 feet deep
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8. |
Trip Van Winkle
05:48
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lookin' so sharp on the way to your funeral
i hear the undertaker say
"this donkey is pregnant, the widow's a midget"
but bein' dead already, what'chu got to lose?
bein' dead already, what'chu got to lose?
SO SPREAD ALL YOUR LOVE, YEAH
tightly knotted shoestrings, uncompromising mood swings
a captain beefheart record under my arm
you wear a certain routine in your savvy calm
oh boy, i'll see you on the funny farm
i'll see you up above on the funny farm
SPREAD ALL YOUR LOVE, YEAH
SPREAD IT ALL AROUND
SO SPREAD ALL YOUR LOVE, YEAH
bein' dead already, what'chu got to lose?
bein' dead already, what'chu got to lose?
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