1. |
Supercool
03:32
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We can fly, riding high above the sky
Surfing that wave, supercool level vibe
We got angels, looking over our shoulders
Signals wash over, sunshine supernova
Not so sure just what to do, everything's so shiny and new
Working on my attitude, bittersweet and supercool
Divine design, changing my thoughts on time
Positive microvibes, feeling so alive and just fine
Wings and dreams, endorphin sunbeams
Day-Glo colors now, power down and offline dreams
Not so sure just what to do, certainly got nothing to prove
Working on my attitude, bittersweet and supercool
Yes we fly, soaring high above the sky
Riding that wave, supercool level vibe
We got angels, looking over our shoulders
Waves wash over, sunshine supernova
Pretty sure just what to do, everything's so shiny and new
Fixing on my attitude, sticky sweet and supercool
Woah oh oh oh oh
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2. |
Accelerate
04:40
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The streets have cleared, the skies have parted for me
Rage of the road, has got the better of me
We got no mirrors, goin down a hole
And we don't care, if we come back at all
It's getting late, we just can't wait
There's no debate
Ten steps forward, no steps back
Amber light hits, like a heart attack
Quickening, the race to nowhere
Rush to red, blue flame fire
May be too late, We cannot wait
Try not to hate accelerate
Smoke and fire, the clouds have parted for thee
Speed to heat, energy left on the street
Time is bent, a second ain't a second no more
See if we can, pick ourselves up off the floor
May be too late, We cannot wait
Try not to hate
Don't give me that look, don't give me that friction
No no no
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3. |
Oh Happy Day
03:43
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51 and 49, 51 and 49, 51 and 49
Feeling alright half the time
Walking on the narrow line, walking on the narrow line
Walking on the narrow line, waiting for the moon to shine
51 and 49, 51 and 49, 51 and 49
Oh don't worry, take your time
Someone in there draws the line, someone in there draws the line
Someone in there draws the line, She said, he said, they said fine
Everything has gone awry, bay blue sun and yellow sky
Working with the triple eye, two tokes over every line
Settle down don't get so bent, all the heroes came and went
Bent and twisted, twist and bend, hoodoo pocket heaven sent
Go so deep, deep inside, oh so deep, deep inside
Gone so deep, deep inside, drifting off and wonder why
Oh so happy, happy day, oh so happy, happy day
Oh so happy, happy day, Something good may come our way
51 and 49, 51 and 49, 51 and 49
Feeling alright half the time
Walking on the narrow line, walking on the narrow line
Walking on the narrow line, waiting for the moon to shine
51 and 49, 51 and 49, 51 and 49,
Oh don't worry, take your time
Somewhere in here draws the line, somewhere in here draws the line,
Someone in here draws the line, He said, she said, they said fine
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4. |
Rails
04:36
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On the rails, chasing our tails Living with the chemtrails
Behind the wheel, inside a box Spending all our time picking the locks
Painted, into the corner Choose a color from the samples below
Third rail sparking blue to white See if we can make it through another night
Lights are out now
Feeling our way through a maze in the dark
Scream and shout now
Hands on the walls as a guide to the stars
Turn the corner
Something big waiting up ahead
Can’t see but feel it
Canines’ breath on the back of our legs, hey
Off the rails, born without tails Funhouse crashing, and the mirrors for sale
Drifting, waiting for sharks Blood in water and it’s getting near dark
Off the rails, happy trails Off road desert do the straight line crawl
Pack your bag, we’re heading out Time to see what the story’s about
Time is up now
Working our way through a maze in the dark
Turn it up now
Hands on the walls and our eyes to the stars
Got that spirit
Feeling alive but may be dead inside
Can see and feel it
Grid in the sky for the end of the times
Hey who ah, let’s go, hey, Come on now
Don’t move so slow, no no, Push and shove
Feeling the love, Laying so low
Fight that gravity, Daddy O
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5. |
Katie Dropped An F Bomb
02:12
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Katie dropped an F Bomb, she's hanging out with her mom
They're going out for sushi, you should a heard what she say
They're felling like they're out of luck, there ain't nowhere to park the truck
They're thinking that tonight will suck, and Katie's saying WTF
Shh she said
It's Katie's turn to bring the cake, it's looking like a big mistake
Burned her finger, cut her hand, you know she's always running late
Katie dropped an F Bomb, she's hanging out with your mom
They're driving to the party, sheriff police got something to say
Shh she said what?
She's hanging with her grandma, she riding on a see saw
Grandpa's in the other room, TV blaring boom boom boom
She pinched her effing finger, thought no one could hear her
She got a mouth that's full of soap, you know she's at the end of her rope
Katie dropped an F, Katie dropped an F Bomb
Katie dropped an F, Katie dropped an F Bomb
Katie dropped an F, Katie dropped an F Bomb
Katie dropped an F, Katie dropped an F Bomb
Katie dropped an F, Katie dropped an F Bomb
Katie dropped an F, Katie dropped an F Bomb
Katie dropped an F, Katie dropped an F Bomb
Katie dropped an F, Katie dropped an F Bomb
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6. |
Bent
04:15
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Bent out
Tell me what it’s all about
Wiped out
Thinking about a world without you
On the fringe
Scheming on my next binge
Twist crawl
Wondering if it’s worth it all
Freaked out
Blocking it all about
Down and out
Wondering what this world is all about
Shout down
Join together stumbling all around
Melt down
Taking a last gasp without a sound
Here we are, hang together shooting for the stars
There they go, forgetting everything they used to know
Bent snapped
Tell us where it’s at
Force it out
Tell us what it’s all about
Shot down
Soul stealing all around
Blanked out
Nothing here to think or talk about
Here we are, hang together shooting for the stars
There they go, forgetting everything they used to know
Go
Bent
Snapped
Busted
And jacked
Sapped
By rats
Hell bent
Relax
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7. |
Cumulus Angelus
04:48
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8. |
One More Siren
04:36
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One more siren on a hot summer night, here comes the man to make things right
Will he drive past or stop at my door, listen so close don’t hear no more
Stare at the clock up on the wall, wondering if I’ll live through it all
Breeze through the window cools the sweat on my face, one more siren drives you crazy
Oh No
Oh No
Oh No
Oh No
One more siren, makes you crazy
Shot in the dark
Said one more siren
You better watch that man
So, one more siren on a Saturday night, yes it does matter if you’re black or white
Stage is set for the clampdown squad, civil defense ain’t a nine to five job, no
Steps in the alley, screams in the yard, next time don’t you push so hard
No trouble for the blue man because he said, He was still breathing when we left him
Oh No
Oh No
Oh No
Oh No
One more siren, shots in the dark
Never a fine for crossing state lines
Oh one more siren
Is it burning again? No
One more siren, Drives you crazy
Shot in the dark
Said one more siren
You’d best watch that man
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9. |
Tightrope
04:30
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Well we’ve been walking on the tightrope
And we don’t want to no more
Said we been walking on the tightrope
Soon be on the floor
Don’t look to the left or right
Might get scared of the height
Don’t look to the left or right
Said the lights are too bright
The sky is falling, sky is falling
First we’re walking, then we’re crawling
Sky is falling, sky is falling
First we’re walking, then we’re crawling
Tight rope
Tight rope
Tight rope
Well I been walking on the tightrope
And I don’t want to no more
I been walking on the tightrope
Hard time killing floor
Don’t look like you want me to
But nobody can see
Blinded with no safety net
Do my best and just be
The sky is falling, sky is falling
First I’m walking, then I’m crawling
Sky is falling, sky is falling
First I’m walking, then I’m crawling
Tight rope
Tight rope
Tight rope
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All bad things delivered in threes?
Hard rain may be coming down on me?
Grind it out with blood and sweat
Slip and fall on icy steps
Twisted thoughts, broken bone
All the socials, all the scorn
Dollar store, a contact high
Taking steps to fix my mind
Feeling down and out of luck, close my eyes, the gears are stuck
Sunday knot deep in my gut, this must be the week of suck
Rain for weeks, I cannot speak
Dopamine release, pretty please
Rise in the dark, cannot sleep
Like all the other restless sheep
Switch it up and switch it out
Dust it up without a doubt
On your feet or on your knees
Feeling pressure, feel the squeeze
Feeling down so out of luck, close my eyes, the gears are stuck
Sunday knot deep in my gut, this must be the week of suck
Monday morning headache tuck, wish so hard, escape the rut
Big old tree fell on the truck, this must be the week of suck
Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday,
Thursday, Friday, Saturday, everyday
Repeat, delete, grind, complete
That was fun but now we’re done
First world, second world, third world, go
Isn’t it just one world? Gord and Peter told us so
They say there is enough and that rising tides float the boats
My my, hey hey, say JFK, ok
Gals and guys all dead inside
With pink and yellow power ties
Charmed, not charming
Busy day of telling lies
Switch it up and switch it out
Kick it up without a doubt
On your hands or on your knees
Feeling pressure, feel the squeeze
Feeling down so out of luck, do our best to make a buck
Sunday knot deep in our gut, this must be the week of suck
Monday morning headache tuck, wish so hard, escape the rut
Space junk fell on my truck, this must be the week of suck
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11. |
Block It Out
03:49
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On the road, the race to nowhere, Nowhere man sees nothing at all
Put that pedal, to the metal, game of nowhere, on and on
Don’t you say you got no feelings, P and V are filling you
Stop to think on what you’re saying, you know what you’ve got to do, said
You’ve got to block it out, stop your running about
Block it out, you can do without all of the pain now
Hitchhike to the sleeping giant, dig a pit and lose your hate
Burn your clothes all in the fire, paint your face and find a way
Tar and feather, fear and loathing, all the time consuming you
Cry and lie and solve the crime to blast the shit right out and you will
Block it out, stop your running about
You got to block it out, you can do without all of the pain now
On the road, the race to nowhere, no one hears the starting gun
Checkered flag, photo finish, running in a race of one
Rats and sheep and snakes and weasels, wait to try and trip you up
One eye back, one eye forward, chameleon to rise above
You’ve got to block it out, stop your running about
You got to block it out, you can do without all of the pain now
Block it out
Block it out
Block it out
Touch the monkey, shock the monkey, toss the monkey off your back now
And block it out
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She got the tats, and that's where it's at
But covers them up to hide her own past
She speaking the truth, ain't gonna lie
Nobody knows what goes on inside
Gave up the smokes, occasional rope
Into the weight room to keep up the tone
She drinking the tea, she working on Zen
Breathing so deeply and sweating again
Food on the table and duty this week
Sunday school teaching to make the ends meet
Say it taking a village watching the street
An island of Kinney's got six mouths to feed
Life of distraction one day at a time
Finding a way to hold on to her mind
Flipping the junk for a few extra bucks
Lord above knows adulting sure sucks
She got the tats, and that's where it's at
But covers them up to hide her own past
She speaking the truth, ain't going to lie
Nobody knows what goes on inside
Gave up the smokes, occasional rope
Into the weight room to keep up the tone
She drinking the tea, she working on Zen
Breathing so deeply and sweating again
Here she comes, here she comes now
Teaching punk rock at the Sunday school
She a showing those kids just what to do
Teaching punk rock at the Sunday school
Making damn sure those kids ain't no fools
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13. |
Waiting
06:06
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Waiting, waiting Waiting Forever
Waiting and waiting, Waiting forever
How long do you think I'll wait?
And how long can it take, to make up your mind?
Waiting nothing but time
Waiting and waiting losing my mind
So this is my reality
Guess we'll wait and see if I die in this line
I'm asking you
Masking you
I can't do
I can’t do
Waiting, thinking, asking, begging
Crying, waiting, hoping, dying inside
How long can it take?
How long can I wait?
Wait in the line?
Waiting Waiting for the end of time
Waiting, thinking, hoping, ha
Wait for something you have got
Wait for things that you have not
Wait for something rarely held
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14. |
Wheel
01:33
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Combustor Milwaukee, Wisconsin
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