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When You Look Up
03:17
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Don't hold your breath, don't pay your rent
You got one final chance to repent
Don't fold your clouds, don't drown your crowns
You got one funny reason to rebound
The reasoning begs a solution, but the waves keep crashing on and on and on.
This feeling is so creepy, I get glued to the ceiling.
It's uncertain, unnerving, yet seems so self-serving.
When you look up, what is it that you see?
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Shaved the Lion's Mane
03:16
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Far fetched, with those arms out-stretched
Can't be tamed, we shaved the lion's mane
You refuse to breath when I'm around
Burned the book, his whole world was shook
Can't be tamed, we shaved the lion's mane
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Aquatic Ape Theory
03:24
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Prehistoric apes left the shore
Was it for food, or did they get bored?
Killing sharks with their little webbed hands
Developed tools as they left the land
For many years, we drift overhead, unaware what's on the seabed.
Do you believe?
A tail formed from their feet.
The killing fields, a test of sonar
Whale corpses and falling sea stars
Failed tests, maritime mess
Classified memos, a disgruntled scientist
This seems like a test of the government.
Oh no, it's a cover-up.
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4. |
Interlude
02:11
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n/a
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Four (Loko)
04:20
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You tell this from that and you're blind as a bat
Your rollercoast spills the blood of the comatose
Try to rip these rusty hooks, from your lips
Glad you let me know
Claws coated in gold
Untethered, snipping the strings of dreams
I'm a shaman in a city of clowns,
My wheels speed up as the sun goes down
Please file your fangs, get me out of this place
Been told once, been told again: Gotta spend it all
So it seems I'm living the dream
Til reality sinks in her cold sharp teeth
She leaves me without a shred to eat
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Mad Gasser of Mattoon
03:38
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The scent precedes the madness.
Main street USA
This city, lay victim to the fumes of fame
It's floating in the air
Such a shot in the dark
God damn it, don't panic
There's nothing there
Nobody's bleeding, but there is a strange smell
Was it a ghost whose legs ceased the function in yours
God damn it, don't panic
There's nothing there
The planet pegged them, for the butt of a joke
Their spirit is not broke
Maintained to this very day
Mad gasser, is here to stay.
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L-O-O-C-I-D
These twisted bastards and their master plan
these muthafukkas got their head in the sand
look look who's left holding the bag
They've got to fatten us, if they want to eat
Think you're so bad cuz u brandish a badge?
a slave to state, a slave to the brand
go home and get some sleep if you can
they've got to fatten us , if they want to eat
fellow man is asking for help,
smile at him and tell 'em to tighten his belt
enjoy your one way ticket to hell
they've got to fatten us if they want to eat
one fin checked in
two fins checked in
three fins checked in
four fins checked in
walmart in, town shuts down, then their all surprised at the sound
hungry bellies and and angry mouths
they've got to fatten us if they want to eat
vote it out , make some change, power structures are still deranged
same technique with a different name
they've got to fatten us if they want to eat
one fin checked in
two fins checked in
three fins checked in
four fins checked in
they signed in blood
they lined the streets
for their first paycheck in weeks
they built the perch, on which you sit
they really don't know when to quit
united in hate, of the bourgeois
when the working class awakes
awakes
awakes
awakes
one fin checked in
two fins checked in
three fins checked in
four fins checked in
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