1. |
Beach Boy
04:26
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Blood money was the favorite past time
No, nothing natural to cling to
I’m wasting my hand
The next one’s the best
Surfing near me was your worst crime
Wading, waiting for something to do
I’m washed up on land
With nowhere to stand
(woo)
You’re feeling ashamed
You’re feeling ashamed
We were rebels with no reason
All alone in this happy season
But it’s cold up here
Getting caught is the fear
It’s my ocean that I’m lost in
Without you I think that I’m freezing
Sometimes I forget
You can do what you want
(woo)
You’re feeling ashamed
You’re feeling ashamed
Some are lawyers
Some are criminals
I let the waves crash by
I let the waves crash by
Some are lawyers
Some are criminals
I let the waves crash by
I let the waves crash by
Some are lawyers
Some are motherfucking criminals
I let the waves crash by
I let the waves crash by
I let the waves crash by
I let the waves crash by
Oh I know you’re feeling ashamed
Oh no, no, oh no
Some are lawyers
Some are criminals
I let the waves crash by
I let the waves crash by, no
Some are lawyers
Some are criminals
I let the waves crash by
I let the waves crash by, no
(doo doo)
I let the waves crash by
I let the waves crash by
I let the waves crash by
I let the waves crash by
Now don’t, now don’t
Now don’t you
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2. |
Bust
05:14
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Runs to his car, locks all the doors, crawling
Back to his web, insensitive,
He won't say he's sorry
Got nothing left, to show him off
Searching
For shit in vain, for shit in vain
And that's enough, he's connected
To a
Giant machine
No one gets out, alive
Got nothing left, to show him off
Searching
For shit in vain, for shit in vain
At least we’re looking for something
Even in the dark
I got nothing to tell you
You shouldn’t listen to me anyway
We gave a shit, don’t you tell me
Busted
Out the windows, of your headspace,
Still won't say he's sorry
Give back my time, give back my time
It's not
Lost all outright, ditch the excess
And that's enough, still connected
To a
Giant engine
No one gets out, alive
Got nothing left, to show him off
Searching
For shit in vain, for shit in vain
At least we’re looking for something
Even in the dark
I got nothing to tell you
You shouldn’t listen to me anyway
Yeah fuck your sense of ownership
That shit still hurts
I’ve got a little secret for you
But I still left it in my car
At least we’re looking for something even in the dark
And that’s enough
Still connected to a
Giant machine
No one gets out, alive
Got nothing left to show him off
Searching
For shit in vain, for shit in vain
At least we’re looking for something even in the dark
I’ve got nothing to tell you
You shouldn’t listen to me anyway
At least we’re looking for something even in the dark
I’ve got nothing to tell you
You shouldn’t listen to me anyway
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3. |
Night/Storm
04:13
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One step away
Rain touched her face
See me now
Oh lay me go
I’m owned by the night
Oh let me go, oh
I’m owned by the night
Forgot my face
Forgot her taste
One hand in my coat
When?
Oh lay me go
I’m owned by the night
Oh let me go, oh
I’m owned by the night
I’m owned by the night
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4. |
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Give away nothing
Want to be like that strong folk
Want to be so bad in my home
Fuckin’ cattle, like they’re
Nothing, nothing
Where am I at?
Where am I at now?
Where am I at now?
Induced the metaphor, now what?
All the time and the time that I spent
Like cash from the laboring cow who survives
Diagnose the mother
Now the calf dies, I lie
Want to hear everything you say
And it’s not much better on the other side
The public realm asks us to be slaves
For some to be free
And some stuck in the dirt
So many regrets when you
Talk like everyone thinks it
Run away, run away
Don’t want to call you weak
‘Cause that’s what life gave you
Hand your wallet to me,
I’ll count it for you
Choking on a prick’s green mugshot
Swear he’d stick you with a rifle
If he saw you ‘cause your parents aren’t deliberate
Call ourselves citizens to cover our secrets
And it’s not much better on the other side
The public realm asks us to be slaves
For some to be free
And some stuck in the dirt
So easy to judge from your high horse
Also easy to be and become destitute
You said we had a fool’s dream
That’s for sure
When you listen to no one,
Of course
Want to live far away,
Just get out of here
Won’t know where to buy
My gas or my beer
Want to labor for me and family
Don’t need immortality
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5. |
Goddamn High
03:35
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This bad technology’s been eating away at my income
Maybe we’ll need cars to breathe, we’ll need phones to see
Took off on my bike to watch what industry’s
Been killing and de-skilling
What’s an education if you don’t know what to do with it?
So goddamn American, now worldly
And everyone’s sayin’
So goddamn high
(Those words I didn’t rehearse, they eat at me)
So goddamn high
(Ideas are a jumble of words we got from the past so we gotta keep writing)
So goddamn high
(Whatcha doing in your free time? I don’t know what I’m doing here now)
So goddamn high
(And you’re choking on some shit from the subway, they pollute till you think no more)
Disappointed in the things I didn’t try
Can’t go back now, can’t go back
Fun to talk about the essence
of things they’re making us need
Want to study something about people who make change
I want to know how to do something, I want to do something
So goddamn high
(How can I use this to my advantage?)
So goddamn high
(What space for resistance have I got?)
So goddamn high
(Want some optimism, so I don’t dry the fuck up)
So goddamn high
(Get ahold of your days and your days and your months and your years,
That song keeps playing)
So goddamn high
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6. |
Beach Boy II
03:38
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7. |
Northpole
03:56
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If you fall, if you write, I will
Catch you on the mountain hillside
If you fall, if you lose, I will
Find you out forsaken in flight
To the other side
If you lose, if you spill out the
Seeds and grind them into the fire
When you give yourself all away
When you give yourself to the sky
Wait me out, now judging
Traveling, pierce the quiet out with a scream
Oh I’m shaking cold
If you lose, if you spill out the
Seeds and grind them into the fire
When you give yourself all away
When you give yourself to the sky
When you give yourself to the sea
Now everything I want’s just a memory
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8. |
No Roots
04:22
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We got away and they were
Playing reggae up-down in Georgia
Drinking whiskey at the theater
Smiles all around
I was wearing a suit she tailored
My clothes back home, were they so real?
I was wearing a character in white
In trite, the mess I came as
They sold us a great tradition
Freshly invented and adorned
The old world simulacra
Playing at our door
But I don't think that we should stay here
And things will never be the same
Not exactly as they were
This flux over our heads debates
The world we made so we
Protest day and night to
Make the point that
Nothing is the same
Repetition into the ether
At least we take a stand
And now we’re desperately
Searching for our roots and
We’re stoking the place where
We think we were born
Not even knowing who
Built this road we’ve been treading on
All these years, constructing memories
That we run to so we
Can hide our faces
So we can hide our faces
And things will never be the same
Not exactly as they were
This flux over our heads debates
The world we made so we
Protest day and night to
Make the point that
Nothing is the same
Repetition into the ether
At least we take a stand
And things will never be the same
Not exactly as they were
This flux over our heads debates
The world we made so we
Protest day and night to
Make the point that
Nothing is the same
Repetition into the either
At least we take a stand
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9. |
Shift
05:23
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10. |
Property Lines
03:48
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