1. |
The Stampede
02:03
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Right about now
As I’m screaming at the top of my lungs
Spits barely hanging on to my tongue
The hopeless efforts sure have stung
Run fast, or you’ll get kicked apart
The stampede is off to a good start
When I see them running
I’m nowhere near a zoo
Don’t I know when anim als start rushing
Maybe I should too?
I am a little afraid
Of those that are coming to our aid
It’s gonna get real critical
Real quick
Oh son, you better get the money and run
You better start thinking straight
Before you get knocked by
Fate or the masses
With heads up their asses
They’re getting their stones out and sharpening knives
But you feel so alert that nothing escapes you
It’s a plus that you don’t belong
I am a little afraid
Of those that are coming to our aid
It’s gonna get real critical
Real quick
I am a little afraid
Of those that are coming to our aid
A little too late
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2. |
Dope Fiend Massacre
03:31
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I know that Mr. Brown gotta a lot of what it takes
I got a big brown bag full of cocaine
And I cannot be friends with Mr. Brown
I’d Like to put that fucker underground
Down, where he can’t systematically destroy any chance of a hope for
A better future for me and our kind yeah
The ugly little Caeser gets his knife
I’m a dog at a pound
Whose heart ain’t coping
At the speed of sound
Decay is closing all around
I would run
Twist that lock open
The trouble is
I got no opposable thumbs
I had a vision
I saw Mr. Brown on the television
He was talking crap as he always does
I had to reign him in, why? Because
I don’t like who he is
And I don’t like who I am
I don’t like what he does
And he makes me a man
On the verge of his mind
A spectacular view
Mr. Brown, I’ve got an issue and its got to do with you
I’m a dog at a pound
Whose heart ain’t coping
At the speed of sound
Decay is closing all around
I would run
Twist that lock open
The trouble is
I got no opposable thumbs
I think I ought to
Watch my back mack
I just might be a rat
And if I go
I’m gonna have to
Go along with me
Take on the truth
There is no quiet reason for what I’m gonna do
You’re getting colder in a house full of clues
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3. |
The Light Despondent
03:34
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He took his final breath
I hear it to this day
There’s no redemption
And the punishment is delayed
The only reaction that I face
Is hidden well behind my face
A trace surely can
Lead the law right to their man
Well, hurry up
I did not betray no shock
I heard the door behind me lock
And I was now held hostage to
A hostile scene and I didn’t know what to do
But I knew I had to get away
The light despondent falls upon it’s prey
I put a foreign object in his neck
And I thought that by now I would be a suspect
I fear this and it feeds on me
My self-defense catastrophe
It sees my kids grow
It tells me they will have to one day know…
I used to blame the girl
That led me there
Until I made her my wife
And the house that we have built
Is white with crimson insides
My God, my mouth is dry
Suicidal, I ain’t suicidal
I won’t drink my way to no asylum
And it can’t be ignored
Like the bobble-head on my dashboard
Quietly nodding at me
Quietly nodding at me
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4. |
The Present
02:31
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The present is in fact not a present
Even though I’m glad that it’s here at all
I’d like to think that something is gonna happen
When I know damn well that it won’t
All I’ll ever do is behold
Pull yourself together
When you’re the primary feather
This is what you have been waiting for
You want progress, here is the antidote
A bit of your life in a cage
Feel like an ink stain on a wisdom laden page
The junkies wail
When their veins aren’t setting sail
As when there is a strong gale
13 on the Beaufort Scale
A grain of sand is land out in the open waters
In the city that pretends not to sleep
I’ve been having maddening dreams
And I certainly hope that they weren’t of the prophetic kind
‘Cause my mind ain’t ready for the apocalypse
I wanna play poker and kiss on her luscious lips
The junkies wail
When their veins aren’t setting sail
As when there is a strong gail
13 on the Beaufort Scale
A grain of sand is land out in the open waters
I’ve got a feeling that we’re all going under
A hive mind with collective blunders
What’s there to mind about a hive mind
Seven billion intertwined
Together in it for the long run
So what good have I ever done
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5. |
Who Am I To Stand Stil?
03:52
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Dinner candlelight on skin
Mirroring the fire burning within
Even though my love was plenty
I was only one of many
She took me to the peak
Where the weakest of the weak
Of the coldest feelings speak
Coming up with techniques
And none are ever good enough to get her back
None are ever good enough
Whatcha gonna do about that?
I’m gonna kill kill kill
If it makes you feel better
I’m gonna kill kill kill
If it makes you feel better
I’ll get you a thrill
If it makes you feel better
I’m not gonna be standing still
If you feel better
“Yes,” she said “I am”
When I said “hello” to that femme
and said “Clearly, you are free…
…to be my enemy’s enemy’s enemy”
She’d make me a murderer
And I have to tell
When you fall under her spell
A door opens in hell
Whatcha gonna do now?
In the middle of the coldest ever night
Yeah we talk and we cook and we fuck and we fight
Who am I to stand still?
Pinnochio’s lumber mill
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