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Schiller
03:18
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Your revolt has fallen
Left you sad and sullen
It was nothing that you did- it was something that you said
You wrote for the coolest of your time
But your stuff, it faded with time
Now you're lost and forgotten, don't that make you feel so rotten?
And I just can't seem to find....
The workers clock in and the workers clock out
You pray to a bust of Kafka on the mantle shelf
But those false gods they can't help you now
That's right, it's all over for you
You've lost all your power!
And I just can't seem to find....
Schiller! Where are you now?
Your poems don't tell us how
How to get through our life
How to get to the light....
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Driving Home
02:44
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In the car, reading our maps
Driving past the factories and buildings
Looking at the towns as we pass by, watching the fields we are passing
But it seems like forever and ever
Just trying to reach our destination
Just trying to make it home but maybe we're in another dimension
We're driving home (driving home)
It's been a long, long trip
We're driving home (driving home)
I think I'm beginning to be carsick
Now we're going through a small town with a town square and a playing field
And we've driven all over this town, trying to find something that's real
But it seems like forever and ever
Just trying to reach our destination
Just trying to make it home but maybe we're in another dimension....
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Really In Arrears
05:47
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My vision is clouded
I'm blinded by burning tears in my eyes
She left me two years ago today
And now my tab is in arrears
My tab's in arrears
My tab's in arrears
I've been broke, destitute and even out of luck
What can I say?
Things don't always turn out my way
I don't want to tell you things that you don't
You don't even want to hear
You don't want to hear
You don't want to hear
(So get out of here!)
You and I, we don't get along
I was mad, I screamed and I was wrong
And now my tab is in arrears
It's really in arrears
Really in arrears
My tab is in arrears....
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Blanket
04:06
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Futility
03:58
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Patch Head
03:43
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Here's a song about a girl I knew
Her name is Patch Head, perhaps you knew
She is schitzo, she pulls out her hair
She's a whore, you can fuck her if you dare
What caused her to be in this state?
At first I tried to relate
Patch Head was too crazy, guys
And what's that smell from between her thighs?
Patch Head, Patch Head had a rare skin disease
That's what she told the john's who would pay her for a little treat.
The trouble was you could see her scalp
And that's what the problem's all about
But I feel that I should tell you this
In case you hit Telephone Rd. for a bitch.
Well if you know that she's insane
And you join in her dirty games
Well it's too bad you're gonna die
Maybe you should just go and cry.
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7. |
Feed Us
03:55
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8. |
A Theme For Teenagers
03:54
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...and though everyone says (what?)
you can get out, and over, love
while I'm still sitting here (without you!)
now can't you see what love does?
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Failure
05:20
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Sitting here alone in the dark
Waiting for the stars in the sky
To bring a little taste of love
And I wonder how I'm gonna take it
When he comes to tell me that my time has come
And not a chance to say "goodbye"
It turns out that life is just a game
Struggling hard like a mouse in a maze
What for? I don't know- can you help me?
What if the world stopped turning?
The only thing left was you
And all the lifeless objects around
You thoughts would blur, your mind would drown
You were left on a mission
Without a clue and no ambition
You cry aloud but no one listens
The world is pale and you failed....
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