1. |
Misanthrope
02:27
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Looking down the barrel of a water gun
A leather jacket doesn’t make you tough
You read a book, now change the world
Why not start with your suburban home?
Your opinion starts and ends with what's best for your constituents
Blurring lines between the worlds that you've imagined
Bible thumping anarchists lead the lemmings off of the cliff
Leaving the rest of us with survivor's guilt and looking for answers
Say what you want to
Selfless is selfish
Living in black and white
You've got a spine like a paperback book
Fracture the factions
Heart of a misanthrope
One way road and a dead end job
What you have is never enough
Hot air and boiling blood
Lord of the miscreants
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2. |
Ignition Sequence
02:24
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I’m blasting off
countdown
Engines go, t-minus now
Goodbye Mission Control
You can’t control me now
Boosters away
System check, CAPCOM says I’m okay
No one can touch me
Up here above the clouds
I’m lifting off
to the unknown
And I don’t give a f***
about the ones I left on Earth
The rapture’s coming
and they’ll get what they deserve
A whole new world
fresh start
A chance to make amends
I’m feeling social
enough to befriend an alien
But I’m breaking up
Sent me off course
Expect the worst
Ignition sequence marks the end
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3. |
Interloper
02:01
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she'll be singing your praises with a gun to your head
in her little black book she collects broken promises
i'm afloat, but sinking fast
duct tape on your heart won't help you put it back together
she's got a new flame
and an attitude
she can't be serious
i'll be hold on, fading out like a bad tattoo
she said a ring is to a finger what a noose is to a neck
if we're just hanging out, she'll leave you at the drop of a hat
she was here, but now she's gone
if it wasn't this addicting i might consider something better
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4. |
Episode 4
02:20
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I was sifting through some photographs
Tryin’ to remember when we met
A broken faded memory
A reminder of who we used to be
Don’t look down
and don’t look back
It’s hard to run away
with a noose around your neck
What happens now?
When there’s nothing left
You can’t solve a puzzle with a piece that doesn’t fit
I was sifting through those photographs
Tryin’ to remember what went wrong
No answers to the questions asked
Even if there were, I don’t recall
I won’t look down
Cuz I don’t wanna fall
I won’t look back
Cuz I don’t live in the past
I don’t believe
that all our memories represent the truth
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5. |
Friends With Opinions
01:32
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Everyone's been sayin' I should take a stance
That I should find something to believe in
But I don't wanna be some hipster malcontent
With rhetoric that changes with the seasons
And I don't give a s*** about your friends and their opinions
They're a bunch of politicians dressed like Zooey Deschanel
And I refuse to pause while you tout your cause
Because I think we've got enough bike lanes
There's a fashion show forming outside City Hall
The propaganda puppets fight the system
I don't think I'm part of the one percent
But my t-shirt isn't tight enough to march with them
And I don't give a s*** about your friends and their opinions
They're a bunch of politicians with beards like Jacob Gyllenhaal
Yeah, I refuse to pause while you tout your cause
Because I think we've got enough organic coffee shops
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6. |
Famous Last Words
02:04
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You pull the pin on your grenade
while I'm sitting on a powder keg
Light the fuse and run
Fire in the hole
You're sadistic, I'm pathetic, you're so unapologetic
Do we fix it and forget it?
Do you think it's worth the headache?
Have we fizzled out or are we gonna blow?
Stand where you are
As long as we don't move the world won't turn
Say what you want
But don't choke on your famous last words
Do you think we can turn the page?
Do you think we can act our age?
Can we overcome everything we've broke?
A knife in the back or a bullet in the chest
Anything will heal with the right insurance
You don't believe in fate
But have a little faith in me
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7. |
Hats Off to You
02:43
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Everyone claims you're kosher and it's just your Irish blood
That pasty complexion is more than fair skin
and you say you're just tired - but I'm not buying it
And that sluggish gate is worse than just a limp
All I want is an explanation to why you smell of rot
And if you debunk the clues, then hats off to you
And I'll accept that you're not undead
Every time we go to dinner
You order something strange
You get kind of skittish when we pass a church
And all of your clothing is covered in dirt
Not to mention, you grunt when you talk
I know this conversation is awkward
But I think you owe us the truth
And if you debunk the clues, then hats off to you
And we'll all accept a zombie as our friend
We'd all accept a zombie as our friend
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Tuesday night, lookin' to party
make my way to the members only
That's right, you got to know someone to get in.
It ain't the Elks and it ain't the Legion
It's not the Shriner's or the Masons
It's the Owl's Club.
The best club that there is.
Welcome to the Owl's Club
Where drinks are cheap and sarcasm is free
Come get your swill where time stands still
at the Owl's Club.
Cash only. Beer and whiskey.
They charge you double if you're under fifty.
That's okay, its worth its weight in gold.
Hasn't been remodeled since the early 80s
No flip club or karaoke, just sports on a black and white TV
Welcome to the Owl's Club
Where drinks are cheap and sarcasm is free
Come get your swill where time stands still
in faded photos on the wall
Its the after-party for the Rotary Club that plays bingo at the firehall
There's a neighborhood bar thats not too far with a jukebox and girly drinks
But I don't wanna know what's going on outside these wood paneled walls.
I'll be deep in the grave before I take my business some place else
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She was a really good friend
A really good friend to me, yeah
She was a really good friend
A really good friend to me, yeah
But they took her away
Tossed her in the bin
Now she's hanging out
In East Berlin, ow-ooo
She had a very bad affair
With some cat from Hiroshima
She turned into a head of lettuce
She eats Thorazine in her farina
But they took her away
Tossed her in the bin
Now she's hanging out
In East Berlin, ow-ooo
And everytime I eat vegetables
It makes me think of you
And everytime I eat vegetables
I don't know what to do, to do ow-ooo
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10. |
The Sports Anthem
02:59
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Passion
Struggle
Endurance
Win
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