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Hurry Down the Boulevard
03:33
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We got the heat death
In thirty minutes or less
We got the last breath
With no one left to impress
Skies are falling, no one calling
We’re at the priesthole
With nothing left to confess
The power grid shut down
They’re doing it again
The loudest most unpleasant sound
They’re doing it again
But if floodwaters spill over the wall
I swear I’ll be there before you call
Hurry down the boulevard
We got the lost cause
It was eventually found
We got the long pause
On the shakiest ground
Sea’s receding, bottom feeding
We got the airwaves
And every inch of this town
To a nub ground down
They’re doing it again
On the vibrating wall of sound
They’re doing it again
But if hostiles hurl you like a cannonball
I swear I’ll be there before you call
Hurry down the boulevard
We found the fatal flaw in the suspect device
We got the last shift change on home ice
They got the numbers but we got each other
And that’s all right
We got the pills and booze
And plenty of time
We got the wingtip shoes
They can’t make us rewind
Get unburdened, drop the curtain
If you want to be nowhere
I’ll be there by your side
Ain’t no big surprise
They’re doing it again
Til you disbelieve your eyes
They’re doing it again
But if the coast collapses in the shining sea
I hope you’re standing there with me
We’ll stand together and we’ll watch it fall
Hurry down the boulevard
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2. |
Shiver Me Timbers
02:00
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Bug in the system must be
It compromised his spine
He needs inspiration quick
For now he rides the pine
Twitchy in the thinning crowd
Can’t hear him cause he talks too loud
Loneliness cannot break his heart
All he ever wanted
Was to clean that stubborn stain from off his mind
Endlessly falling behind
Heard any good ones lately
Myself I think it’s fine
Drugging ourselves sane until
We lose our fucking minds
Desperately discreet
Red flag in the backseat
Selling stolen substance on the street
All we ever wanted
Was some justice and to have a decent time
Every day further behind
Every day further behind
Every day further behind
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3. |
Third or Fourth
05:13
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Down on the riverbank
I felt that icy arm again
Before it put the clamp on me I clambered back to shore
When I gave my ticket to the ferryman
He waved me come on in
One-way or round trip
Which would you prefer
Do you picture yourself
As a future suicide
Waiting for the chamber with the bullet inside
If you wait by patiently
You might be third or fourth in line
When you infer farewell from tolling bells
I called you
But you could not see me through the wire
A grinning mouth was seen in a cyclone of falling leaves
It said, “That’s all for everyone
That’s all for everyone
Hush your worried mind”
They found the wizard’s body
Frozen on the mountainside
The wand he waved was no defense to save him from the cold
On descending where the air was thicker
They lost their appetite
Never asked the questions
They’d wanted answers for
Do you picture yourself
As a future suicide
Expecting the slack to go and draw the rope tight
If you wait a million years
You might be third or fourth in line
When the sunset carves your silhouette
As soon as
You take the apple from the apple tree
A disembodied voice will say “That tree belongs to me”
That’s all for everyone
That’s all for everyone
Hush your worried mind
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4. |
I Am the Mountain
03:25
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The sailor failed to sense the danger
I guess she died surprised
The patient woke up on the table
Ignored the needle’s lies
His boat is afloat on the mess he made
He tries but inside he’s so afraid
So many doubts spread wide
Like a brush fire on a blustery night
Wave your arms but they cannot see you
Stick your hand into an open flame
I can’t detect any cause or effect
It’s all the same
He’s twisted like the sickest reflection
In a doorknob or bottle of wine
The distant persistent hum of suspicion from
The cameras outside
The white light behind the long black cloud
The pilot underneath the shroud
I am the mountain, he cries
And I am falling
Wave your arms but they cannot see you
Stick your hand into an open flame
I can’t detect any cause or effect
It’s all the same
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5. |
Nevertheless
06:22
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In the beginning I felt it was do or die
You were unwilling you said to confirm or deny
Shudder to think when we misjudged the brink
We wasted the echo’s reply
It’s a match
Flip the latch
Try for unswerving, end up so self-serving
The tighter the loop, the quicker you go to the ground
Traveling faster each time you spin round
Might be a freak but you’re nobody’s clown
Who lit that cigarette
What was that sound
But I’m still in love
And this I confess
It never did make all that much sense
Now I’m a mess
But nevertheless I feel fine
Clear the debris from your heart before we all die
You could’ve been free from the start with no knot to untie
Away from the edge where your worst thoughts allege
You couldn’t get free if you tried
Had enough of that stuff
Locating the frightful inside the delightful
So don’t let those ghosts impose on your soul
Don’t you just shrug and say that’s how it goes
I wait on some signal that shows
What it would take to end this repose
But I’m still in love etc.
You are my queen and there will never be any other
Proud of my fate to be joined as your mate in the struggle
Hammered or sober I’d say the same over and over
Now when you run I am with you and we run together
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6. |
Graveyard Train
03:34
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Come on and ride the graveyard train
Come on and ride the graveyard train
Always on schedule through every weather and terrain
Lonely graveyard train
Bought two tickets for the graveyard train
Bought two tickets for the graveyard train
Got us a private compartment forever to remain
Inside the graveyard train
Our constant companions revered and respected
All the good times recollected
All my friends aboard the graveyard train
All my friends aboard the graveyard train
Our prophets say it’s unfair to spare them from the pain
Lonely graveyard train
Stay clear of the wheels and away from the furnace
Murmurs of heaven preserve us
Even children ride the graveyard train
Even children ride the graveyard train
You had your fare in your pocket the second that you came
Lonely graveyard train
Come on and ride the graveyard train
Come on and ride the graveyard train
Always on schedule through every weather and terrain
Lonely graveyard train
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7. |
Cellar Door
04:11
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Step through the curtain of your crimson hair
Drag yourself back to the long gone
Where past you walks beside you
Down the long plastic hallway
Settle down, meet yourself halfway
Can you hear the knocking
Does it sound alarming
No grind behind the far wall at night
No jump scares and throat tight
When I feel for the grasping hand at my heel
That’s nagging and it’s dragging me down but
There’s nobody down there
Come with me through the cellar door
You say you know the way down the ladder
But I can’t see the bottom
Then again what does it matter
It’s gonna happen sooner or later
What was inspiration
Becomes evacuation
No ominous music inside my head
No night of the undead
When I turn to confront the dogs on the hunt
Face into the teeth of the beast but
There’s nobody down there
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8. |
Hate Eating Shit
05:12
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Everything in life’s designed to fuck you
So some guy you’ll never meet can make a buck
It does no favors for
My regular paranoia
When a stranger takes me for some sort of schmuck
You might say I seem a bit defensive
But I hear how they laugh behind my back
If you think you’re better than me
I’ll be your permanent enemy
I’ll write your name in my enemies almanac
Sorry that I took offense at nothing
Hollered like a dog that’s just been hit
I mistook your kindly smile
For some sort of deadly weapon
I just hate eating shit
So afraid that I’ll be played a sucker
That I refuse to lay my money down
When you add up all the disrespect
Life serves up at every step
It’s a wonder anybody ever comes around
Sorry that I took offense at nothing
Pummeled you with my attempt at wit
I mistook your kindly smile
For abuse and condescension
I just hate eating shit
Everything in life’s designed to fuck you
And kindness is in fairly short supply
I swear I’m not a pessimist
Contrarian or arsonist
But I have one fatal flaw I can’t deny
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9. |
I Stand Corrected
07:48
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Disaster on the subway, I got out when the track caught fire
Thrown out of the ballet, I did not have the proper attire
I never called it lying til that dreadful day you called me a liar
If I make it off this flagpole, I do believe it’s time to retire
Get well connected
Be more respected
I stand corrected
I stand corrected
No she wasn’t drunk, just the heel come off her platform boot
Such a drag bout the bag on her hip, she was too hot to hoot
And the river that they piss in feeds the tree that bears the poisonous fruit
Now he pretends he’s dead when she’s playing the Contessa of Cute
That looks infected
You should get that thing inspected
I stand corrected
I stand corrected
Black coffee made me do it, he stood upon the scaffold and screamed
With pupils big as planets he stared directly into the beam
He used her as the valve every time he had to leak a little steam
Now she pretends he’s dead while he’s acting like the Sultan of Spleen
No pulse detected
No fare collected
I stand corrected
I stand corrected
His brain slid right out of his head the day she said goodbye
The life that he was living fell apart under the weight of the lie
No consolation could be found, no shelter from the suffering sky
He cracked open the cookie and the fortune said “roll over and die”
Get well connected
Be more respected
I stand corrected
I stand corrected
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10. |
Fucked Empire
03:40
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Halfway down in a one-way town
This fruit will eat you
You know it
All along that road to the bottom
You heard it playing on the ra-di-o
But I won’t be the tune from the trumpet
The wail of the earthquake siren
Outside of the supermarket
They’re gathering in fragments and alone
Ain’t no telling what the kids will be yelling
But they’ll book it as a felony
Pack it up
Move on to the next one
Before this last one gets the best of me
And I don’t care to suffer all the silence
The fog around this song
The proving ground that proved decisive
The one cliche that made it all worthwhile
But that’s all right and that’s okay
I lost the key but the door opened anyway
You set the deadbolt, I crawled in through the mail slot
Blunt force helped me out of a tight spot
Never have to look them in the eye
We have a button that makes them die
Salts their earth and sets their flag on fire
Very truly yours
Doubling down on this fucked empire
Doubling down on this fucked empire
History will get you back you know
We score more on the killing floor
We wave our flowers from the podium
The problem child who sees every problem
As the solution to the problem
Don’t wait up if you see smoke on the rooftop
There’s no hand here to hold onto
Idling in the parking structure
The cars wait for the signal side by side
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11. |
Signal Flagger
06:16
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So it only goes to show
They’d sooner cut your throat than say hello
Paper cowboys on their backs
Millions scream for men made out of wax
Waited all evening on the signal flagger
Til the flashbangs made us scatter
Mob rule left us hunkered in the vestibule
No one sent the signal
Drop the hanged man from a height
Hidden hands tied anvils to our kite
The prison boat was sinking like a rock
You could use both hands and not get off
Waited all evening on the signal flagger
Didn’t ponder on what comes after
The helicopter drove our friends into the harbor
No one sent the signal
We all have that friend who lost their mind
Not fit for their purpose by design
A paramedic with no hands
The past came crawling back with more demands
One more thing that they could not withstand
Waited all evening on the signal flagger
It’s getting later so it may not matter
Tangled hands strike bargains with the random
No one sent the signal
No one sent the signal
No one sent the signal
They can take a flying fuck
You can never screw yourself unstuck
No matter how you may come upon it
Reality is always there if you want it
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