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Dresden
04:03
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Baby I'm the sun when you're lying in the dirt
I could be your maggots and your worms
while the west declines, I dine and dash
no friend of mine, let em crash
let em all starve incessant, pray to reason and choke
never ever met a german who, could understand a joke
no, just like her empty head, sunny side up fried eggs
an all she got for her troubles; was cigarettes and ricin
I like it, you're an open window
and you don't even care who sees thru, you don't even close the curtain it's
so generous, you share what's mine like it's yours to give
nothing that you wouldnt do to prove you're clean of sin
she cares so much her heart's so big, mad sincere, what a fuckin saint
she always turns the other cheek, it's just like a jew to shank
she care so much her heart's so big, fuckin saint
same old engine, different coat of paint
yeah, wise up and get lost,
I don't wanna hang around I don't wanna talk babe
six horses, one box
how you gonna dance puppet when I cut you off
slim and hard like arrows, mechanical life syntax
so fugazi, hedonistic princess
always at the parties
I can be your car crash in the four way
I can be the stranger in your doorway
all in different angles, contorted
your fancy car I could not afford
silver spoons glass tables , I seen it before
I don't like your language babe I don't like your scriptures
your chthonic peasant face on christmas
I don't like when you rewrite the past then ask for forgiveness
maybe he would be your friend but me i'm so dismissive
to lay with a beast a shande, bitch lookin just like her father
same ones in brooklyn buying condos, I don't talk to em
socks and sandals, pictures with a camel, you're so ugly
and tryna have the world to yourself , so prussian
like a landlord, all these things I ain't ask for
swear you say you'll transform, you're past war, yeah yeah
like honest, you ain't lit by a comet
you ain't coming to my concert, yeah, you're awful
everything you get from me, extra cheap, plague and pestilence
and a piece of history, and a testament
everything you get from me, plague and pestilence
like i'm laughing when death descend on dresden
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2. |
I'd Rather Be Sleeping
03:18
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dna and fingerprints
documents in triplicate
kids gettin high on anti life
in synthetic skin
an the starlights gone in every place and
they die for darkseid
I seen on the news that scott free caught one
slug ripped through his heart like
it's nothing, asked to see the warrant just before they kicked the door in
cannot record the cops in boston this is war
and we lost it
time goes down the faucet
neighbors watchin, talkin
I knew there was something wrong with him
open wounds from when I tried to get close to you
but I live in the panopticon where all your neighbors take notes on you
my dreams play out in technicolor
musics in computers
lines up precise in infinite grids
that look just like the future
xanax cocktails
how do they taste like nothing?
I'd rather sleep forever than to deal with this country
xanax cocktails
how do they taste like nothing?
I'd rather sleep forever than to deal with this country
takin my sex in pill form
an I hope your body's still warm
remember you say you love my features
tell me will you kill for him
dwell on it. still wanted
johnny law don't ever rest
and he don't understand and he don't relent
there's a war outside and it never ends
the synagogue this morning, the butchers came with guns and knives
five dead, only jews, it's a kind of justice right
the world's sick, inverted speech, married to a crucifix
married to a bloody moon these human pigs
die for darkseid,
no miracles left or prophets
die for darkseid
when i'm stuck inside of boston
satellites on fire, the hunger dogs at the gates
I don't got any sympathy for people with silver plates
xanax cocktails
how do they taste like nothing?
I'd rather be sleeping than to deal with this country
xanax cocktails
how do they taste like nothing?
I'd rather be sleeping than to deal with this country
you know if I won't have you babe
no one else will have you
told you the day you quit me babe
the day they carve your crying statue
swamps are full of secrets
flowers kept in ether
the kids jump into the mouth of brass
or else die in arenas for caeser
for preachers, for sedatives in several scripts
desaturate the color scheme
you can see it like it really is
really been in abyssinia
several years with no compassion
just some tapes of the twilight zone
and dirty flicks and tobacco
velvet goldmine,
they'll never take my rayguns
america's full of cops and clerks
and I renounce that nation
telegrams from sound machines that simulate emotion and
all the slaves of antilife whose veins bleed coca cola
xanax cocktails
how do they taste like nothing?
I'd rather be sleeping than to deal with this country
xanax cocktails
how do they taste like nothing?
I'd rather be sleeping than to deal with this country
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3. |
When I'm Down
03:57
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early morning
static channel
pretty pictures
in my camera
i been trippin
i been faded
pick your number
yelllow pages
when i'm down i been down
don't matter everything is plastic
when i'm trippin i been trippin
tryna capture life in the lens
Early morning smoking up
put it down, pen and pad
this gotta change
they all asleep that's tryptophan
ls, you trippin man
chased a wave just a crutch
fallin down a flight of stairs
couldn't see tried to touch
an life's a struggle every day's a price gouge
every city turnin all the lights out
an belts tighten up, hunger games and they watchin us
nsa, watchin us, plus hussein he been watchin us
i been on the bus, i dont drive
only gd a mine is, adonai
no messiah in my time
still survivin, blazin dimes
stay alive, stay an rise , eyes wide open scopin
an I bought an o, a subway token
lurk on the low, an they barely know
ladies man but I stay alone
I didnt mean to lead you on
but you'll still pick up when i call you tho
im lightin up, smokin out
foggy night im waved off
good weed, good lean leffe blonde and 8 shots
when i'm down i been down
don't matter everything is plastic
when i'm trippin i been trippin
tryna capture life in the lens
up in allston up on broad street
what you want girl just call me
things have changed but still the same
promise that i'll never be your friend
perfect day, lou reed
just let me know what you need
fuck if they judge how you eat
what you seen been true
lonesome highway, steel guitar
angel eyes, crashing cars
east texas, pa hard
bangin screw, sippin bar
up on a flight like a satellite
by the candle light what the phantom write
washington heights and i packed the pipe
i'm a pretty boy but no fashion type
walk wit a bop and a fancy watch
chop on the block wit a dancer broad
flow so sick cancer out
flow so sick passing out
ask about that els kid, he sells shit, peddle it
paperwork, settlement, dropped a rack, decadence
evidence get confiscated, wasting ink, always faded
what you want, pay to play, hallway plays
dropped a text and i'm on the way, an like vinyl she wanna play
fuck around wit that white girl, palin, john mccain
outsiders, artist types, comic books, dark nights
i look good, thats art right, all we are is sparks right
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4. |
East Coast Blues
03:41
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freeze in the cold
feel the wind cut through your coat to the bone
you wait for the bus
boston is heartless they dont show ya love
they dont give a fuck
don't let you be
might get it for cheap, and that's different from free
she won't stick around
spendin the night, but she don't hold you down, fam she ain that type
yeah I need a change, and lord I dont know how
sleeping til five, choppin lines i blow clouds
like i'm stuck in the sound
50,000 souls and i'm stuck in the crowd
they all move away move away
change up their style, maybe change they face
memories can fade
all these glass buildings, lose ya sense of place, throw it away
chase a wave roll a fat spliff
played her part well, actress
didn't mean much, practice
just a small flame, matches
angel from the coast
used to sharp threads but he looking a ghost
nickles on the dime yeah
look at how they shine
i started out on burgundy but soon hit the harder stuff
everybody said they'd stand behind me when the game got rough
but the joke was on me there was nobody even there to bluff
i'm going back to chicago i think i've had enough
allston my old place new vans
stone gray
knock on her door like the dope mnn,
give her the horse , trojan
damn, , no pork go ham
no fork go yam, new york? no fam
this my chicago flow, and marijuana smoke
like that bateau ivre, that's that drunken boat
like I burned out
I was a genius , turned out
all out
my birds fly south
yeah, step in the light
boston born and raised but, I aint with that life
everything flosston, did it black and white
wait til the night
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5. |
Snakeeyes
03:20
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stepped on,
breathless
liiiife
my necklace
get it
i dunno who said it
you can get it if you really want it
forget it
im taking pictures
sent a message
when i seen you nude
undressin
i aint rich
i aint stressing
too young for hell
too fly for heaven
on a lost highway
country blues
feel like
i was born to lose
im on thirties
loud and brew
nothing new
nothing new
took a chance on lucky seven
snakeyes look my way
all i want is you in my bed and
another gram to waste
august chicago
too hot
boston
fulla cops
kids claim
what they not
i break hearts
i drop tops
no case
i dont talk
they listen
they watch
i dropped out
no box
my time
no clock
gettin it off the clock an all get it ilke the 80s
ls stay waved, medical, blazin
maybe the devil takin him but i get what i want
29 missed calls today cause i got what they want man
my life so real
no ice no jewels
write like no listen
no contract no jewels
took a chance on lucky seven
snakeyes look my way
all i want is you in my bed and
another gram to waste
took a chance on lucky seven
snakeeyes look back
all i want is you in my bed and
another hit of hash
will it its no dream
leanin from codeine
hittin me in the dopamine
stay free, hold keys
thru gates of horn and ivory dreams cone
i seen it all before, rerun
shes ya lover now let her wear your coat
don complain to me when she leave you old and broke
you want the rush, take a lethal dose
two years on the waterfall, then its all you wrote
the flag is still
the wind is calm
then helicopters
napalm bombs
they burn like tigers
with chrome like tires
smoke an fire
what my life is
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6. |
Asher (This Alone)
03:03
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רק כך
he knew the only way to freedom was by this alone
he knew that western promises are made of silk not stone
deep in his bones, heard the screams of dying souls
knew a bullet in its in time and place would change the globe
young asher, black hair, dark eyes
born outside the city walls born to struggle born to fight
and see his people rise and see the ships come in
despite the men with rotten teeth with empires and schemes
started as a spy smuggled guns and made his moves
from the doorway of the shop the british calling dirty jew
limey bastards, fit inside a casket send em back to england with their head gone backwards
asher wanted vengeance, he followed jabotinsky
knew how to use a rifle and how to shoot a pistol
knew the smell of evil, he fought the sons of darkness
the sunburned khaki soldiers made a perfect target
the world war was winding up, and the good guys won
churchill stalin roosevelt lounging in the sun
divvy up the spoils, lines across the map
you can take a piece of this i'll have a piece of that
the british in their compound just off jaffa road
set the jews curfew and where they couldnt go
a rainy night in march the sun was blocked by clouds
asher and the etzel snuck in unannounced
the irgunists had guns, the irgunists had bombs
the british had the money, the etzel had g-d
asher caught a slug, took aim shot back
saw a british soldier caught a bullet in his hat
then everything went black, his body in a bag
they dropped it at his parents house and left it on the steps
he sacrificed his years, he died a hero's death,
cut down so young, but died with no regrets
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