1. |
Mock City Rock
03:22
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Come alive to the mock city rock
Galvanized in a hot metal shop
Breathing smoke slave to the block
Hands dirty when you twist off the top
Race to the drop
She’s got a problem
Got no pleasure
Measure for murder
Times of woe radio
Kill the man to pay the meter
Come alive to the mock city rock
What's your motivation
Acting like a hot rat on the pavement
How could you lose
Quiet for seven days
Then you're a live wire
A pair of pliers stealing
Every last cent from the pot
Since you tied the knot
What's your motivation
How could you lose
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2. |
Take It
03:48
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In the night too long
Run to see anyway
It seems today
Lost and you take it away
I can say you’re wrong
Don't take it from me
The love you lost
How you struggle to speak
The love you cried for
Still haunting you
But your going to take it from me
I know fairs fair
Mistakes I continue to make
That trace these scars
I could take it away
Baby you’re a reckless heart
And you don’t get nothing for free
The world keeps turning
When your down in your misery
Anyway you gotta find out
Oh it hurts when you’re gonna find out
There’s no use in crying
Leave your tears in your spilled milk
How come its lost
Into memory fades
The cost runs on
But there’s nothing to blame
Baby you’re a runaway girl
And you don’t get nothing for free
The world keeps turning
When your down in your misery
Anyway you gotta find out
Oh it hurts when you’re gonna find out
There’s no use in crying
Leave your tears in your spilled milk
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3. |
Rat Bastard
03:52
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She said you couldn’t live a life like mine
Illuminated by an old porch light
It’s a no from me
I’ve got to to go plus
Daddy don't want you
Bringing me home
Its over
The summers coming to an end
Who are those savages you call friends
You know they couldn’t live a life like mine
Ain’t coming home to a warm good night
Your acting like an animal
Hot mess chimpanzee
Your acting like an animal
Rat bastard dirt nasty
Rat bastard dirt nasty
Hot mess
She can't stand me
Acting like an animal
You’ve got a dollar but it’s $5.99 for that
Motorola ringing she can't stand to hear it
She said your better off sleeping alone tonight
You know you couldn't live a life like mine
She said you couldn't live a life like mine
Illuminated by an old porch light
She walked out ragged and torn
Daddy ran out when the baby was born
She couldn't stand to see her sister
With a ring on her finger
She was living that high life
She didn’t know about a life so fine
It was always the plan
Eyes on her man
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4. |
Fell From the Top
03:22
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Good luck spoke in a dream
We won’t tell anybody
When we both split the pot
Then we’ll be rich and free
Good luck spoke in a dream
Tell me that story
When you fell from the top
Fell from the top
Of the tree
Good luck spoke in a stream
Quiet the snake is sleeping
Sliding onto a stone
Revelling in the breeze
Good luck spoke in a dream
Tell me that story
When you fell from the top
Fell from the top
He awoke with a scream
Within pain is glory
When you fell from the top
Fell from the top
Of the tree
From the top she’s gonna fall off the top
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5. |
Crushed
03:35
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Crushed
That your in demand
Giving it up
At the drop of a hat
Shaking your tail
On the darkest of streets
Living it up
Thats why im in disgust
And feeling crushed
It's not my war she cried aloud
If you’re gonna put me in the ground
Never look back to a home built broken
All our troubles coming to an end
It's the day of the dead
And were still feeling crushed
Crushed
No I’m not your dad
Beating you up
With the back of my hand
Scraping your nails
And clamping your teeth
Giving it up
To every man that you meet
Feeling crushed
So crushed
Don’t separate us
I don’t want nothing to do with it anyway
The sky is red and the birds keep singing
Cant find the path on a flooded road
I can't believe we lost this feeling again
Were going to make it anyhow
Find out right now
Rat bastards drawn on the prison walls
Who’s going to catch him when he falls
And the truth of it all
Is that were still screaming
Don’t separate us
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6. |
City's on Fire
04:01
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Diving into trash
Can’t afford new friends
Not in the open book
Stop in and take a look
They don’t want daughters
Only sons will be doctors
She was scared straight
Boys will be boys they say
She wanna fight but
The whole damn city’s on fire
He wanna a wife but
She’s not coming to life
Stay strong mama grateful
That you’re lost stray dog gracious
You wanna eat take a bite but
The fruits not ripe
You gotta mic but the shit you say
It ain’t right
Patience face war faithful nation
So long nature praise god
Somethings on the trail forelong
Spirits in the fog by god
Braced as a cherub passed me by
It had four faces and two heads
Captivate my death
Rust breathing
White burning soul
Reason to find
Golden roads weaving
Twice overgrown
Chosen light
Lead us home
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7. |
White Lion
03:36
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Just a dream that I had
Set the path to devotion
Caused a fire in heaven
Death to restitution
Image of a white lion
Could I be mad
Could I be in danger
Hear the sirens
It’s all we had
We need a saviour
Just a dream that I had
Could lead man to salvation
Feel a higher power
Praising
End to all condemnation
Vision of a viper
Carry that weight
Get what you came for
Entire human race
Gives meaning to pain
Feel the creator
Am I the only one that ever had
Had this feeling
When you’re lost in the rolling thunder
Heart is beating low
Am I the only one that ever had
Had this feeling
Everybody seems to turn away
From believing lord
Oh what a shame
White lion
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8. |
Turn For the World
04:20
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Half of a life
On the edge of a knife
From the past through the future
The crowd or the shooter
Collective in time
Present will to divide
Mind absent relapse
Hypnotized in the mass
Burn in the shadow boy
Always an eye dirty
Judge of your worth
Learn how to turn for the world
Money pleasure fame and power
Turn for the world, living for today
Silver spoon corrodes, see the campfire
Shadow of the line on the motor way
Money, pleasure, fame and power
Turn like a wheel
Echoed thoughts
that conceal
Replicate constant rate
Forward march extricate from the
Culture creation
New world in the making
From thoughts life is born
Losing sight truth is torn
Burn in the shadow boy
Always an eye dirty
judge of your worth
Learn how to turn for the world
Money pleasure fame and power
Future reach forward in time to decay
All that binds is a moment exhausts in your grave.
All is one just a fragment turns to replicate
Eyes roll back to look over on where you remain
Take all the fortune the past to parade
All the pleasures of power a world meditates
In new violence seek order or what to degrade
Can’t satisfy riches of this life incarnate
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9. |
Built For Speed
02:53
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Built for speed
A real jetfighter
Thrown like a stone
Into the storm
Punish the thieves
The big takeover
Raw killing raw
Strung like a dog
Lines have been crossed
Communication is lost
Web cast like a spider
Satan’s a force
Separate and divorce
Collapse the wall
Smile as it falls
See the jet boy fly
Let the jet boy roll
That jet blew up my baby
In the dead of night
As he takes flight
Descend and devour
No way to detect
Receive and reflect
Transmission is lost
A holocaust
Run you’re built for speed
Run so fast so clean
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10. |
Straight Line
03:59
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Why is it so hard
Hard in my life
Why am I so cold
Cold to my wife
Stomach stays warm
Warm in my home
Stomach stays warm
Warm with my wife
Breaking the rules
Please tell me why
Don't break my balls
When all is fine
Right in the home
Holding the candle
Light of my life
Feeling so high
Why is it so hard
Canine peeling down the road
In a straight line
Nowhere left to roam
Well they found her
Floating in the Fraser
Strangers waiting in a straight line
Canine peeling down the road
Boys are wailing
Day are waning
Boys are wailing
Losing patience
Fires raging
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