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themesong
02:57
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Idolate in the sun
Turn half-formed prayers into sound
Before your gods wear out
Point your gaze like a gun
When half-heart kings wear the crowns
Don’t you don’t burn it down?
Your blessed birthright is a devil’s debt renamed
But from our youngest days, we’ve heard you say
“Won’t pay, don’t know, don’t owe”
Cooler than the coroner
Cleaner than the board of health
We tried to warn you
Who’s around the corner
Tell me your truest lie
I’m all out of patience
Cause even the bluest eye
Can see the arrangement
Now
So we’ve got to burn it down
Comparison
It’s embarrassing
Lockup for crack rock
But treatment for heroin?
They’re scared of him
They’re just daring him
Model American
Bottle of paraffin
Now
I’m about to burn it down
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3. |
stay volk
02:48
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They only came to see the park at night
They only brought the torches for the light
They only think we’re all just too uptight
And everybody knows they’ve got the right
Cold passions
Roam in you factions
No taste for facts
The old days are back
They’re not long gone, whenever they go
Pain is just a pastime here below
Is this the last time? Here we go
They don’t want to know
To get in the black
Get out the black
And on with the show
It doesn’t matter how far down he slides
He always seems to keep them by his side
So re-spark the lost, ancient art
Of prizing apart the conman and mark
They’re not long gone, wherever they go
Pain is just a pastime here below
Is this the last time? Here we go
They don’t want to know
To get in the black
Get out the black
And on with the show
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4. |
lord
02:08
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Tired people
Fired people
Situation’s dire people
Ditch your chains and find your people
I love my entire people
Never spy a finer people
Ever wonder why our people
mystify, inspire people?
Time to take them higher
Oh, Lord
Can’t hardly tell what’s left to show, Lord
You’ve got to tell us where to go, Lord
You’ve got to tell us what to do with the higher ground
If I get my payback, I won’t think twice
And if we survive, you better hide, better run for your life
It’s been lifetimes, locked up inside
So if I get my payback…better
You better pray, better pray, oh lord
Better pray, better pray we won’t
Cause the prey don’t stay down long
Better pray, better pray we don’t
Don’t muck with the mired people
Quick to spot a liar people
Sell it to the buyer people
Peppy gentrifier people
Haute couture attire people
Hostile occupiers
Put a lien on the higher ground
(Don’t back down)
If I get my payback, I won’t think twice
And if we survive, you better hide, better run for your life
It’s been lifetimes, locked up inside
So if I get my payback…better
You better pray, better pray, oh lord
Better pray, better pray we won’t
Cause the prey don’t stay down long
Better pray, better pray we don’t
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5. |
body english
03:52
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Darling, when we're older we won't ever have to worry about the things we worry about now.
I've got a chance to fix it all.
Down on the docks, I heard them whispering a fury about a freighter with a hole in the bow.
I've got a plan to take the haul.
These broken bones may never heal again
These broken bones may never mend
I'll wait for his shift
Go in through the guardhouse
The bleary-eyed old watchman is never awake
Got a man on the ship
There to cart all the jewels out
The stevedores are in for a third of the take
And I don't think they're onto me
There comes a time to take the things you're owed
From down in the hold
I hear bedlam and boot heels
My my callow young accomplice is diming me out
All our precious plans and wishes
Are nothing more than body English
We're drunken little giants boxing the clouds
I love you, but they'll never let me go
I know that you want it to be
The way I said it would be
And I'm wrong for every lie I've ever told
The city's going to claim another life
As they watch it unfold with a passing spite that they save for my kind
I love you, but they'll never let me go
Please let me go
Let me go!
(suspended animation)
I ran for my life
But they had me surrounded
Those mercenary cutthroats and dogs of the state
I guess you were right
I looked for trouble and found it
My sorry soul was always a prisoner to fate
But it’s not what I want to be
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6. |
(suspended animation)
00:41
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worstway
03:58
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You’ve crawled across my mind and shaped my will
Your every curve that broke me brakes me still
You sigh,
“I’ll wait for you to say you’re sorry.
I’ll wait for you to say ‘come home’.”
The devil that I know, you know I won’t
I want you in the worst way
But the same dreams always haunt me
Down the same streets always walking
Out the same beat always knocking
Won’t you save me? Oh
Late night
Feeling out the time
Take you back to mine
Begging, can we please do that?
Late light
Tracing every line
Waking up to find
I can only dream like that
Make right
Take it as a sign
Take it off your mind
Devil, I can see through that
Don’t wait for me to say ‘come home’
Don’t wait for me
Cause the same dreams always haunt me
Down the same streets always walking
Out the same beat always knocking
Won’t you save me? Oh
I want you in the worst way
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