1. |
You Wanna Bang
04:03
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Hey you, hee hee
I see you moving but I know you don't know I know
I cannot be seen
In sight yes you
You mercury mover leaping levels on my sight
You're out of sight
But now I found you in the clear
Oh I'm so very near
You wanna bang but have nothing to shoot but fear
Me because I'm coming down
You won't be coming round
And round and round
Click click bang
Click click bang
Bang bang. Who's next?
I've taken Oswald, Harvey, Booth and tagged their toes with my Black Hand
They've yearned their urn
So save your tongue
Cause you see that I have grown my own my say
Say hey so lace your cotton feet on pal
Best not be very loud
The eggshells will go as you will hit the ground
Me I've got the smiling thumb
The hairy trigger fun
The hairy trigger finger gun
One, two now I've got you here
Three, four of course I need some more
Five and six will come my way
No more you tell me so
But you see that I'm in love with GO
That's the way of those who wanna bang
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2. |
I Hope
02:50
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I hope
One day
We can look back together and
And say, my friend
My friend my friend
We done good
We broke bread
We created lives
From ours we did
We found hearts
Amongst the sparks
In the night
We were alright
I hope
Your dreams
Your dreams become reality soon
Do you hope my dreams
My dreams come true too
Cause people trip and they fight
Over the smallest things
The little things, the little things
The little things can kill so big
These days you know won't last forever
When I feel no love
I look to you God above
When I feel on my own
I look at you and I'm back home
I need a touch I need a kiss
I need the things that I've always meant
And still it hurts into my bones
Reverberates into my soul
And under stars and under sky
I need you to help me feel alive
Oh no oh no
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3. |
Kiss of '96
04:25
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The year was is 1996
And you, you were the one I kissed
Out of the whole big mix
I lost a friend but gained a love
We were the cream that rose above
Head above the rest
...
I wore my heart upon my sleeve
You cut my arm and stole the beat inside
And now it's forever goodbye
...
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4. |
Machine Gun Moon
03:39
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I got a box of firecrackers
I set them off on a TV show
We were a hot when they went kaboom
That was your clue can you now guess who
I am, do you know who I am
She's wild! She's wild! She's wild!
She's wild! She's wild! She's wild!
She shakes! She shakes! She shakes!
She does
I hung a man from a hotel window
His talk box had to come alive
You can find me in the pool
With my car and one less tooth
I am, do you know who I am?
She's wild! She's wild! She's wild!
She's wild! She's wild! She's wild!
She shakes! She shakes! She shakes!
She does
M-A-C-H-I-N-E
G-U-N-M-O-O-N
What’s it spell when it’s all together
They may have beats, but they can’t be heavier than
I am, do you know who I am
She's wild! She's wild! She's wild!
She's wild! She's wild! She's wild!
She shakes! She shakes! She shakes!
She does
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5. |
Manhole
03:53
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Now people
Can you tell me why I'm working
Not just working but just walking
Walking to my grave
I mean I mean I'm on the clock
Cause the man he's got me got me working
He's got me working on digging
Digging my own hole
I've got a feeling in my soul
I've got a feeling in my soul
I've got a feeling that ain't, that ain't right
Now people
What does your punch card look like
He's got you punching in the left
But now you're moving to the right
And how's it feel on your back
When you know he's coming down
You know you say man
Hey man Uncle Sam you really fucked me good
I've got a feeling in my soul
I've got a feeling in my soul
I've got a feeling that ain't, that ain't right
Tough enough...
I've got a feeling in my soul
I've got a feeling in my soul
I've got a feeling that ain't, that ain't right
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6. |
Sunday Morning Delight
03:54
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All these things smell rotten to me
Your golden fingers poking me
And I can't shake you from my task
Mix me up and spit me out
All over ground
Power for the powerless soul
Sympathy for president's oh
No we don't want an explanation
But we can change, change your reputation
Leaky smile and your stinkface eye
Freedom come when we die, we die
Power for the powerless soul
Sympathy for president's oh
Broken arms and a limp brain heart attack
Make me want to give it back
I just want to shake you from my mind
I am neither friend nor foe
Just a hapless, sad soul
Who wants a morning in the night
Just Sunday morning, morning delight
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7. |
Problems In The City
03:40
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Concrete jungle is no place for a man
With a monkey on his back
I mean, these streets will always provide
Some food for those who eat like me
I've got too many problems and they all come from living in the city
I've got too many problems
I never got wet from the trickle down theory
Cause I guess to be born dry
And now I'm sick and tired of looking for my money in other people's pocket
I've got too many problems and they all come from living in the city
I've got too many problems
It's not my fault
What's in your heart
I'll be the last one, I'll be the last one to get some
I've got too many problems and they all come from living in the city
I've got too many problems
It's not my fault
What's in your heart
I'll be the last one, I'll be the last one to get some
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8. |
Lipstick On The Collar
03:11
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You, yes you, you caught my eye
And I, yes I, I caught your eye
And now I'm singing
Over a drink and cigarette
I fell prey, I fell prey
What else can I say
And when the sun is down
Your head is gone away
Oh no I loved you evermore
Why do you give yourself away
Why do you, why do you do it every single day
Because your love is too much
Because my love you were too much
And when the sun is down
Your head is gone away
Oh no I loved you evermore
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9. |
Black Box
03:48
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I hear her voice, I hear her screams
A recovered voice that cries for me
I play her back on my machine
O Lord I hear her say to me
Down and down and down I’m flying flying
Down and down I’m dying
Down and down and down I’m flying flying
Down and down I’m dying
And now she lies upon the floor
The ocean one forevermore
She never had a chance to breathe underwater
She never had a choice to be something other
Than another piece you hear about from your nightly anchor
Down and down and down I’m flying flying
Down and down I’m dying
Down and down and down I’m flying flying
Down and down I’m dying
Down and down and down I’m flying flying
Down and down I’m dying
Down and down and down I’m flying flying
Down and down I’m dying
I believe you and I, we’ll communicate
We will, you and I, we’ll communicate
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10. |
Northeast Extension
03:03
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Destination unknown
Gas is full and the gauges show
Everything is a-ok
The border's the next stop
And we will pay and pay
It's all, it's all, it's all we have
The price you pay for rock and roll
Of fantasies you'll never know
Toll after toll takes it's toll
Your head's full as your cash flow
You'll pay and pay
It's all, it's all, it's all we have
You know the man keeps taking, the man keeps taking my dime
You know the man keeps taking, the man keeps taking my paper form of coins
It's all, it's all, it's all we have
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11. |
Mega America
05:36
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Welcome people this is Mega America
Oh say can you see anything larger
Than us how's it
Feel to be on the outside looking in
Well oiled inside d'ya fancy being a gear
Perhaps a cog to help turn, turn the wheel
Turn turn, churn churn
The money and make them green
This is our nation we're proud
This anthem stands as our sound
Do you hear what we say?
If you do get out our way
I am the fat cat meow
And all you workers want to
Know how you can purr just like me
Stand up, all rise
When I say jump you say how high
Mega America
Mega America
And the pockets they flare
Yet there's no bonds to share
Gave proof to the right
That the flag was still theirs
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