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Comfort Over Condition
03:24
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that’s a wrong turn
what’d I say?
you’re never gonna make it if you only go wrong ways
you know it’s damaging
and you’re far removed from king
fast car may travel far
but when it all breaks down you’re a dying star
fading from view
crumpled you
every bad decision a dandelion new
you’ll build yourself up with image and clout
but they’ll leave you alone when the money runs out
you have the world in your hands
but you want to trade it for gold
choosing comfort over condition
is a shit that’s growing so old
faceless and nameless
you swear you’ve got it
a 16-ton weight acting as your shadow
when it hits you you’re not it
your sweet propaganda lures in the crowd
like a young pied piper caroling
at least for a second until they’re bored
and you stop holding hands with Marilyn
where no one knows your name
sell your heart to die
head to Maryland on a train
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Flower Bed
03:25
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one day on a primrose hill
was approached by an angel without wings
laid next to me and said nothing
until I heard her sing
what a beautiful voice
if I had the choice
I’d want the whole world to sound like her
what a beautiful face
any given day
I’d want the whole world to look like her
she put her head on my chest
and we continued to rest
on this lovely flower bed
and suddenly her brown hair turned to red
and when she opened them her eyes glowed
and in the middle of winter the snow melted away
silent, we locked eyes
with her venus hands and stars
she flies
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Academy Highway
03:03
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upstairs away from the crowd
clutching your crown
simplified, reasoned
peasants looking down
isn’t it pleasant?
isn’t it right to fight
or fly down academy highway
wheeled out, rolled into shop
on fur hands and knees
eyes crossed and switched in a blink
nobody cares what you think
isn’t it pleasant?
upstairs away from the crowd
sword drawn in search of your crown
will you fight or fly or merrily die
watch your soul sent down academy highway
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The Rally Boys
01:55
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Magma
02:59
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when all seems lifeless
fortified life dries out
left with a cropless farm
and two bruised hands
when all is stifled
jitters around old company
it’s not so easy to stand back
and let the bigger picture command
in every broken heart
there is a dying flame
and they all call out your name
is it just you in vain?
do they all yell the same?
or another truth you tore apart?
another face dragged across the pavement
dressed nicely with the bones you snapped off
simple lies you told
simple lives gone cold
and there’s no telling where you’ll be found
when the gold rush strikes in another coast
and I know you’ll find the same time to boast
before they shoot your fucking head off
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Coming Home
01:44
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sampled from movie of same name, I think
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The Great Sunday Fire
06:13
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where were you when the house burned down
and they boarded up the town
charred remains in a plastic dome
of what used to be a home
the cleaners took forever and they still came up short
chucked the dead wood out the port
there’s no god left to save us
it’s all on perished ground
let the nuns get back to hanging
from the only trees around
there’s no god left to save us
no cherished parish now
leave the priests be as they sleep off
any resting holy sound
they said it was a mother, bright and squeaky clean
trying a new recipe to keep herself restrained
they said it was her daughter, edge of seventeen
trying to catch a high off the stove’s gas flame
they said it was her father, burned out by work
letting off some pent-up steam
there’s no god left to save us
it’s all on perished ground
let the nuns get back to doping
as they try to meet their lord
there’s no god left to save us
no cherished parish now
let the priests get back to drinking
of what left they can afford
nine dead homeless
and six mutilated
crop circles now squares
pets incinerated
the church stood tall through it all
as happy families burned
in a prayer-heavy season
where nobody learned
praise be to no one
there’s no god left to save us
it’s all on perished ground
let the nuns get back to smoking
the ashes of their sons
there’s no god left to save us
no cherished parish now
hope the priests get back from running
cause they left with their guns
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Hello Whirled Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Album count: 49.
Release count: 137.
Song count: 1447.
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