1. |
Yeah!
02:12
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Yeah!
I’ve got a spacesuit, and I’m leaving this land.
I hear the grass is greener there,
so I think I’ll try my hand.
You’ve got a fast car, still you’re just an asshole.
You should drive it hard.
Smack into a brick wall.
You tow the line. You break your neck.
You seem to show me no respect.
The rocket fuel was your desire,
now your fucking car’s on fire.
Feed the flames wide-gauge fuel line.
The more it burns; the less you shine.
Now no one can save you from this.
1-2-3 it don’t mean a thing to me to live like this
when I’m so disgusted with the shape we’re in;
You’ve really made a mess of this.
I’ve got a spacesuit, and I’m leaving this land.
I hear the grass is greener there,
so I think I’ll try my hand.
1-2-3 it don’t mean a thing to me to live like this
with your fucking ignorance. It’s a sad shape we’re in;
You’ve really made a mess of this.
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2. |
With the Radio On
02:53
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With the Radio On
I was sitting in a parking lot with my radio on.
I search around for my favorite song.
I flipped around for my favorite song.
The time goes by with the radio on.
Half past eight, she’s running late but I can wait forever.
It’s been raining cats and dogs ever since I first met her.
I can wait. I can wait. I said I will wait forever.
I made it on time in spite of the stormy weather.
I don’t know if she’ll show for sure.
But if she does, I will be here waiting for her.
And when it’s time, I hope they’re playing our song.
The time goes by with the radio on.
It’s been raining cats and dogs ever since I first met her.
They play our song; I sing along and watch the stormy weather.
I heard it on the radio.
I heard it on the radio.
I heard it on the radio.
I heard it on the radio.
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3. |
The Burn
01:47
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The Burn
1-2-3-4 tell me who you’re looking for,
I bet you that she is not it.
They say her love is lethal;
I know a guy who died because of it.
So sad to lose my friend;
I won’t ever let it happen again.
Won’t you listen to, won’t you listen to,
won’t you listen to what I say.
She’s gonna rip your heart out,
It’s only a matter of time.
That bitch is gonna rip your heart out,
You’re gonna feel the burn.
Blood on her hands,
You’re on your knees,
Skin peeled from victims past
Decorate her sleeves.
You will never rest.
To this she will see.
You’ll end up with a stack of regrets
to go with your misery.
She’s gonna rip your heart out,
It’s only a matter of time.
That bitch is gonna rip your heart out,
You’re gonna feel the burn.
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4. |
Spymaster
02:02
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Spymaster
They paid off the pigs
with a blood money bribe.
Then they ripped you off
like a thief in the night,
and now you are looking for someone
who could shed just a little bit of light.
I watched it all go down
as plain as day under the moonlight.
It’s just not right…
I won’t bite my tongue
because it isn’t the first time.
I know where they are cuz I’m the spymaster.
And they won’t get far cuz I’m the spymaster.
You won’t get away with this…
You’re gonna pay for it…
You won’t get away…
You’re gonna pay…
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5. |
Song No.1
02:24
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Song No.1
Are you ready? Get set go time bomb.
Tell me I’m wrong if you think there is nothing to fear.
I’ve always thought you was a real hot shot man,
But from where I stand it looks like the end is near.
If you walk blindly, so shall I …too tired to run this time.
It’s just monkey see, monkey do.
I’m in this with you.
Monkey see, monkey do.
I’m in this with you.
Tell me what you want to.
Dress me up in a foolproof raincoat.
I’ve got a feeling that they’ll go for the throat.
When the time comes for them to do us in,
I’ll be by your side until the bitter end of it.
I’ll never leave you alone;
I’ll suffer broken bones for you;
And with my broken bones,
I will do anything that it is that you want me to.
You know it’s true. You know it’s true.
It’s just monkey see, monkey do.
I’m in this with you.
Monkey see, monkey do.
I’m in this with you.
Tell me what you want to.
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6. |
Something's Got to Give
01:55
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Something's Got to Give
I find it hard to ignore her hands
Carving pools of blood in the sand.
I stay as far away as I can,
Her every wish is my command.
Things just can’t stay like this;
I think I must insist.
Something has got to give.
I’m feeling oh so down.
I’m nothing but a dirty lapdog now.
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Bright Lights, Fresh Eyes
I know a girl who took a trip to the city.
She packed her bags and made herself pretty.
It won’t take long it just a few hundred miles,
and if she likes what she sees she might stay awhile.
Bright lights… fresh eyes,
It’s never better than the first time.
She went to hell in just a couple of days.
She got a kick out of falling from grace.
She’s running… driving fast,
but ya know she’s gonna run out of gas.
That won’t stop her now...
Little Miss Determination,
she’s gonna get there no matter how.
That lady’s lucky. She’s got moves like a cat.
She always lands on her feet.
Strutting her stuff in a smoke-filled room,
she sold her soul for the beat.
It’s going to be a while
before she comes back home.
Not while her shoes are in style.
No, no, no, no.
That lady’s lucky. She’s got moves like a cat.
She always lands on her feet.
She’s still alive she says;
a lucky lady indeed.
It’s going to be a while
before she comes back home.
Not while her shoes are in style.
No, no, no, no.
They’re knocking away at her door.
They won’t go away.
She’s pretends that nobody is home.
They won’t go away.
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Seventeen Nice Dream
Everybody saw… eyes wide, jaws dropped.
Everybody saw what you did at the bus stop.
Everybody saw what a waste she could be some day.
Everybody saw. What would the neighbors say?
You don’t want to but you’ve got to go… oh, oh, oh.
Down and dirty at the rock show… oh, oh, oh, yeah.
I think that I can tell from the look in her eyes,
what it is that you’ve got on your mind.
But you never know what’s in store for the night
when she’s acting crazy.
Seventeen, nice dream, summertime
She’s feeling fine in the summertime.
She made the heat wave kick up into high gear,
when she stepped outside that door.
I lose my head when she is near me,
But she don’t love me no more.
Seventeen, nice dream, summertime
She’s feeling fine in the summertime.
She made the heat wave kick up into high gear,
when she stepped outside that door.
Turning heads leads to broken necks.
If looks could kill, she’d be out on the war path.
Everybody saw… eyes wide, jaws dropped.
Everybody saw what you did at the bus stop.
Everybody saw what a waste she could be some day.
Everybody saw. What would the neighbors say?
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Laughter is the Best Medicine
I can’t live without you;
I tried so hard but it hurts.
I just can’t stop thinking about you.
Everything reminds me of how that our love was true.
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10. |
Here's to Your Arms
05:10
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Here's to Your Arms
I wrote these words thinking of you.
I hope they might give you a clue,
as to where I’m going, as to what I’ll do, and as to why I’m so confused.
There’s no words in the world that can say what I mean.
With all of their fancy instruments, the most skilled surgeons could not fix
this broken heart that she’s left me with.
I will not forget that day that my darling went away.
She was gone before the morning light.
There’s no words in the world that can say what I mean.
There’s a light at the end of tunnel. It is growing near.
Some day soon I won’t be thinking about you.
One of us is going to disappear.
There’s no words in the world that can say what I mean.
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11. |
Black Kitty
02:49
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Black Kitty
Ever since we first met, I’ve tried so hard to tame her.
Like a wet cigarette, she tossed me to the ground.
She’s drop dead. She knows it. She’ll never show it for free.
I have asked in the past; she not responsive to me.
She’s drop dead. She knows it. Now I’m on my knees.
I drive fast. I smoke grass. What’s no to like about me?
B-Black Kitty… you run around.
B-Black Kitty… I’m gonna chase you down.
The alley cats line up when you come to town.
They’ve got a one track mind as you shake your tail for them.
Their eyes light right up when you come around,
but they’ve got no class cuz they’re sleeping in the alley.
B-Black Kitty… you run around.
B-Black Kitty… I wanna hold you down.
B-Black Kitty… you run around.
B-Black Kitty!
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12. |
The Other One
01:57
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The Other One
I am just the other one.
I’ve got no plan.
She says she has a lot of fun.
Sometimes it’s hard just to walk in a straight line.
I pretend that we’re dead. What will we have left behind?
I am just the other one.
Now I’ve got my plan
to be the number one.
Sometimes it’s hard just to walk in a straight line.
I pretend that we’re dead. What will we have left behind?
I will be her only one and I just can’t wait
to see the blood on the floor and the look upon her face.
I will be the only one, I will no longer wait.
I know just what she wants without her even saying.
Now she’s going to be all mine.
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