1. |
Hit The Wall
03:11
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Scenes deluge a dream
Stars shine bright in destiny
Is it just a fantasy?
Ah, come on and tell me
It’s my reality
Master of insanity
I’m beginning to see beyond or before
It’s another currency when you talk, talk love
It’s what you groove who you smooth
In your talk, talk world
It’s another currency that you might try some
Ba-la-by jive some
It’s who you hold close to the wall
When you hit it
Trees uproot a path for me
Sign of opportunity
Are we just all history?
Ah, come on and tell me
Are you holding back
With your playing card decks
I’m beginning to see beyond or before
It’s another currency when you talk, talk love
It’s another currency when you talk, talk love
It’s who you groove who you smooth
In your talk, talk world
It’s another currency that you might try some
Ba-la-by jive some
It’s who you hold close to the wall
When you hit it, you did it yah
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2. |
Photograph
03:14
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You laugh a lot as the sun so hot
You really got to take your incredible disguise off
Take a subway trip into town for only a dollar thirty-five
Watch Norman’s moustache as he becomes electrically alive
Father’s holiday he even cried at the night
Thinking she’s the anti-christ, he never realized she lied
And she talks to me and is eager to agree
I can see her speaking of her love to me
Take a hatchet to her head, don’t look inside it yet
Don’t be in a hurry to be buried for she’s not yet dead
My rich Dowitcher aunt is standing over there
A king tried at once to try and make love to her
It’s only the experience that’ll do it once
Neither of you could have the baby
But no need to be sad there’s pills today for that
I just don’t want you to be a jury in your mother’s disguise
If you really start to care about your jewels and fur
Look at your mother’s photo and say so what
It happened to her
Take a hatchet to her head, don’t look inside it yet
‘Till it has finally gone down behind the funfair
Where you really haven’t a care
Feel as free as the air
Never mind which way and how and what and where
You go
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3. |
Real Bad Bunny
02:51
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When the night falls you’re on your own
Do you make a sound? That’s not what we found
Just a few more years it becomes clear
That you’ll need to wait
Until the stars are aligned with your sudden grace
You’re a real bad bunny and you don’t care
You started out with nothing and no shares
You’re a real bad bunny and you don’t care
You started out with nothing and no shares
Of what you like
When you strike
As the day arise you stand your ground
Do you make a scene? It’s not what it seems
In a little while you’ll get your praise
But if you still need help
Better prepare to stare into infinity
You’re a real bad bunny and you don’t care
You started out with nothing and no shares
You’re a real bad bunny and you don’t care
You started out with nothing and no shares
And no cares
You’re a real bad bunny and you don’t care
You’re a real bad bunny and you don’t care
You’re a real bad bunny
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4. |
Booster Club
02:46
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Phone it in you’re golden
It’s all under your thumb
Pick a plant that’s poison
Regulate by a pound
Join your booster club
It’ll boost your appearance
Make it with a clearance
Every rooting minute
It’s a booster show with a curb appeal to be all fine
It’s a booster show and we know how you feel
To free your mind
Sail away this evening
To another show
Come back for supper
Take another go
Join the booster club
It’ll boost your appearance
Sign off with a clearance
Every rooting minute
It’s a booster show with a curb appeal to be all fine
It’s a booster show with some curb appeal to free your mind
It’s a booster club
It’s a booster (booster) club
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5. |
Extra
03:05
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The band is extra
We got none tonight it’s alright
So extra
Living it up in spite these nights
The crowd adores you
Loving your every move it’s on cue
So extra
Living it up in spite the game
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday it’s a game
Every single peon it’s a game
Wednesday, Thursday, Friday it’s a game
Saturday
The band is extra
The be in vogue disposed in a tow
So extra
Living it up in spite the game
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday it’s a game
Every single peon it’s a game
Wednesday, Thursday, Friday it’s a game
Saturday, Wednesday
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6. |
Improbably Probable
02:49
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You can find a safe serenity
And be happy everywhere because faith’s your key
On a Sunday road at the end of the pole
If it matters much to me cause I am free
Hardly a sound until tomorrow
Gotta listen to your fear for sale
When I come around across the high road
Then I hear the whispers trail
Made to hum in the throng
That’ll ring forth cup
That is something left to be said
That I can see
That I can see
Probable probable
Have it shattered for a soul’s decree
I glimpse the sign
It’s all on display with time
It’s no matter where you be that I can see
Yeah, I can see
I obtain liberty
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7. |
Atlantic Columbia
02:44
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Sailing across the ocean blue
With nothing but my thoughts and you
The waves are crashing the sky is clear
Together we’ll conquer all my dear
At Atlantic Columbia we’ll make our way
Through the winds and waves every day
With love as our compass we’ll never stray
At Atlantic Columbia we’ll find our way
The sun is setting the stars alight
Our love will shine for ever divine
We’ll dance beneath the moonlight shine
One journey left, one journey done
At Atlantic Columbia we’ll make our way
Through the winds and waves every day
With love as our compass we’ll never stray
At Atlantic Columbia we’ll make our way
Through the winds and waves every day
With love as our compass we’ll never stray
At Atlantic Columbia we’ll find our way
Hey, hey
At Atlantic Columbia
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8. |
Scalers Blues
03:57
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Woke up this morning the world in a haze
Been feeling so small in so many ways
But deep inside my heart there’s a fire that burns
So strong it is every lesson learned
Every bridge that turned out in my own way
There’s a voice from the past whispering low
“Find your own way and let your spirit glow”
With every tear, every scar that I bear
I grow taller, strong rise the air
Hold the scalers blues
Growing big within my soul
Letting my light shine a-through
No ceiling walls
Hold the scalers blues
With every heartbeat I read
I find a goal that sits ahead
The core of everything
I hear Paul tell tales of yesterday
And she of hearts dismay
The songs that guide the way
From the silly dance on the lane
To the driving drivers riding all the way
Hold the scalers blues
Growing big within my soul
Letting my light shine a-through
No ceiling walls
Hold the scalers blues
With every heartbeat I read
I find a goal that sits ahead
The core of everything
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9. |
Short On The Wire
02:41
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10. |
Send Nudes
02:31
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Send nudes if you can and be an honest fan
Send nudes if you can it’ll be a helping hand
In case of fire don’t let anyone rush ya
Stop, drop, and roll is all you can really do I’m told
So send nudes if you can, be an honest fan
Send nudes if you can, it’ll help us understand
What goes on in your house is a matter of business
Let’s not hope a motel and you’re taking it off there
Send nudes if you care
Send nudes if you dare
Send nudes if you can and be an only’s fan
Send nudes if you can it’ll help us understand, I swear
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11. |
It's Always Been There
02:54
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Ran away from the light as it would preach
About some lost fleet
The rocks pushed the sea and how do you see
Not carefully, not carefully
Finally the dawn descended on to the banks
And my account wasn’t in stand
Hot potato outstanding they got four
My friend Delaney and two more
I do not know how it got there, I
Willing to pretend it’s always been there
I do not know how it got there, I
Willing to pretend it’s always been there
Especially when the dancers’ danced
Was when the fiction held its hand
But seeing the two’s instead of the four
Made me shiver, scalped turned gold
Elemental physics on one hand
On the other a stick in the fence
Jeez I thought and wasps flew by you
Lucky for me you were my shoe
I do not know how it got there, I
Willing to pretend it’s always been there
I do not know how it got there, I
Willing to pretend it’s always been there
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