1. |
Back to Work
03:23
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Back to your designated work stations
(Working man noises)
Failure to engage in work will be met with termination
Do not tamper with state property
What you do for your state, the state does for you
Unscheduled breaks will not be tolerated
Unapproved decoration of workstation is not allowed
It is now 17 P.M., time for your designated lunch break, stand by for tray
Signs of workplace stress must be reported
It is worker 3019-1022's birthday
The time is 4 A.M., time for sleep, see you in 1 hours
What you do for your state, the state does for you
Back to your designated work stations
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2. |
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Mr. McDaniel, you top dog honcho
You're wearing your black leather poncho
Oh, my body tingles all the time
From the thoughts of when we'd fuck in my mind
Tonight, my mind is drifting between the sheets
Or rather, it is drifting in my back car seat
Here I am, parked and on your street
The time has come to bring barren life right to my feet
It won't be long until I find my way
I'll do everything I can to make you stay
Surrender your flesh to my broken lips
Mr. McDaniel, let me feel those hips
Mr. McDaniel, I want your one in my zero
Mr. McDaniel, I want your one in my zero
Oh, I said I want your one, Mr. McDaniel
Mr. McDaniel, I said I want your one in my zero
Mr. McDaniel, I want your one in my zero
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3. |
Breathing Air
07:33
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We are the universe
We are the universe
Breathing Air
As you sit on your porch chair
Oh, we're breathing air
Feel it blow right through your hair
Breathing Air
As you sit on your porch chair
Oh, we're breathing air
Feel it blow right through your hair
Even though I miss you dad
I'm glad this isn't so bad
It's only been a week since you died
And with it went your pride
You wore the badge of mire
Along with a singing choir
Well I have the strength today
To finally stand up and say
We are the universe
It's natural to disperse
We are the universe
It's natural to disperse
We are the universe
It's natural to disperse
We are the universe
It's natural to disperse
Breathing Air
As you sit on your porch chair
Oh, we're breathing air
Feel it blow right through your hair
Breathing Air
As you sit on your porch chair
Oh, we're breathing air
Feel it blow right through your hair
Now everything is gone
I am alone
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4. |
Edge of the World
02:24
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5. |
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I am the king of the world
And you will submit to me
I am the god of all known things
I will annihilate you
You don't know what's coming your way
You better fuckin' stay out of my way
You don't know what's coming your way
You better stay out of the way
I am the king of the world
And you will submit to me
I am the god of all known things
I will annihilate you
You don't know what's coming your way
You better fuckin' stay out of my way
You don't know what's coming your way
You better stay out of the way
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6. |
Hot Summer Love
03:20
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Down in the streets
I see you with your bag
I know we've got to meet
Got to meet down on the street
Oh, I see you playing trick or treat
Yeah!
Oh, I see you playing trick or treat
I'm hoping, I'm hoping, I'm hoping you see me too
Now you're in my van
Better learn, better understand
Drapes flown above by doves
As we make "Hot Summer Love"
Hot summer love
Hot summer love
Hot summer love
You will come back to me
You will be mine
I will find you and I will smite you down
Like the fucking fiend you are
You cannot hide from me
I will find you, and I will
And when I do, you will cease to be
You are nothing but a rodent, a coward, sitting behind your throne
You are a walrus
You are nothing
A walrus!
A walrus!
This is all you are
You feel that, baby?
That's my heart beating and it's beating for you
It doesn't beat for anyone else, just you, and myself
Where you going?
Don't you fucking run from me, you whore
You know you can't fucking leave me
Thank god, you're back
I thought I lost you
My heart's still beating
(Thanks for listening)
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7. |
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How do I even fix this mess that I found myself in?
How do I even fix this mess that I found myself in?
How do I even fix this mess that I found myself in?
How do I even fix this mess that I found myself in?
How do I even fix this mess that I found myself in?
Ugly boys are much better than the ugly girls
Ugly boys are much better than the ugly girls
Ugly boys are much better than the ugly girls
Where eagles dare to fly
There's just no you and I
We're saying our goodbyes
Even before the cold dark end
There was no mend, it was all just pretend
You thought it would change
You're a little deranged
I'm feeling fine, and you're not mine
Mark another year
Curl away in fear
My dear, death's shadow is near
How do I even fix this mess that I found myself in?
How do I even fix this mess that I found myself in?
How do I even fix this mess that I found myself in?
How do I even fix this mess that I found myself in?
How do I even fix this mess that I found myself in?
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8. |
All I Need
02:49
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9. |
The Doctor
05:05
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I'm going to the doctor
To see if I'm still real
I'm going to the doctor
To see if I'm still real
I'm going to the doctor
A million miles away
I'm going to the doctor
A million miles away
I'm going to the doctor
A million miles away
I'm going to the doctor
A million miles away
I'm going to the doctor
A million miles away!
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10. |
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Hey man, I've been, I got something to say
Yeah? what is it man?
I've doing some thinking
Yeah?
Is pussy even real?
Trees of fiber remain above and below
Can see the sky, but not where to go
The worms drag me down to my new dirt bed
And just like the stalks, I'll be turned into bread
The corn goes on, just like this song
Until I'm dead and just a memory in your head
The corn is whispering through me
Giving me vision, allowing me to see
They're saying
"You will find your way on your own, back to your home. Now that's a fact, now that's a Promise"
The corn goes on, just like this song
Until I'm dead and just a memory in your head
The corn goes on, just like this song
Until I'm dead and just a memory in your head
Goes on, just like this song
Until I'm dead and just a memory in your head
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11. |
Satanic Aliens
02:18
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The Aliens are coming
They're beaming down their people
The Aliens are killing
And are full of spite and pure evil
Oh my god, they're speaking Latin now
Satanic Aliens
And they're after me
Satanic Aliens
And they're after me
Oh no, oh no, they're coming after me now
Satanic Aliens
And they're after me
Satanic Aliens
And they're after me
Oh no, oh no, they're coming after me now
Satanic Aliens eating orphan organs
There's no time left for me, got to leave
They're casting their mind rays at me
Satanic Aliens
And they're after me
Satanic Aliens
And they're after me
Oh no, oh no, they're coming after me now
Goat population is dwindling
The only place for me is Church
But oh no, the Mothership just blew it up
Satanic Aliens
And they're after me
Satanic Aliens
And they're after me
Oh no, oh no, they're coming after me now
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12. |
Dog Eat Bone
03:19
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These country bones are gonna take me back home
With these lonely roads in blind sight, there's no pay phones
The dog eat bones on this highway built of rock and stone
You walk alone, searching for answers like Watson and Holmes
You won't find your way on your own
The angry gnome, speaker of the fate that awaits
Like a puppet dragged through the mud, you are abused by your precursor
Your transcendence is delayed
Pure arcanic essence of the soul
They are more you than you will ever be
A presence
Congruence with the primal energy becomes familiarity
Familiarity breeds contempt
The days are counting, the pressure building
The pressure exploding like cones
I remembered the short statured shaman and his prophecy
Then I remembered my name is Jones
The bones are my home, and soon my tomb as well
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, you know who it is
DJ DoubleHarts in the house
Today I got a nice diss track coming up for you
With my boys, The Randy Newman Cover Band
So let's hear it for them, put your hands together
If you don't care, kill a cracker dead
StreetSide Funeral
Your homies are on the block
There's another enemy with a Glock
He comes up, he pulls up, and you know what he's going to do
He's going to make a sneaker drop
If you're in this hood, you best be mourning
Because you'll be walking through a StreetSide Funeral
Let's give it up for the homies in the back
Here's my guest, MC Fucker
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, MC Fucker
Cruising in the street with my number one Hooker
Yeah, I'm going to send all my rivals
Yeah, I'm going to send them off to nap time
StreetSide Funeral is how it be
Ain't no time for services
Going to make me ree
Crossing the sidewalk
Ain't got no time to talk
Because if you pause, it might be time for a StreetSide Funeral
Yeah, yeah, it be crazy out in the streets here
If you smell sandalwood, you got something to fear
Got my sights out on that Glock
About to gun down a foolish flock
Ain't going to take this behavior
If there's movement, I pull the trigger
I'm going to savior this moment
StreetSide Funeral
StreetSide Funeral
StreetSide Funeral
StreetSide Funeral
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14. |
Fat Cats on the Hill
06:07
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Aids research is on its way
Don't worry, it'll be here I swear
Don't you worry
I got an idea
Aids research is on its way
Oh, it's on its way
The Fat Cats are on the Hill watching down
(The Fat Cats are on the Hill)
Don't
Don't worry about a thing
I got the plans right here
(Don't worry about a thing on the Hill)
Cats whispering, saying they know what to do
Take it from me
I think I might be gay
I got aids in the brain!
(I got aids in the brain)
(I'm going insane)
(Stuck in the lost and found)
(Bound to the shackles of time)
(Will you ever be mine.. again?)
My cat came up to me one day and he said
(What did he say?)
He said he had aids
He got aids yet again
He asked it
But he found it
But he found it, Jake
(Strapped on the Hill for a million thousand years)
(Trapped on the Hill)
Trying to do anything to feel
The Cats are on the Hill looking for a thrill
Don't worry though
I found the Aids research to be on its way
(Moments away)
Don't worry
(On the Hill)
(I wish I could feel)
I wish I could feel
(That's right)
(I wish I could feel)
(I got Aids on the Hill)
I've been spiking your drink
(What?)
What?
(On the Hill)
On the Hill
I've been drifting in your world tonight
(On the Hill)
I've been breaking barriers between us tonight
and I think you will find
You will find your drink
A little spicy
(On the Hill)
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15. |
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Forgive me
Could you find it in your heart to forgive me?
Please find it in your heart to forgive me
Find it deep in your heart to forgive me
Just look inside, maybe you'll find
The key to forgiving me
Please forgive me
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16. |
Brand New Man
01:49
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(I can feel)
(I can feel)
(I can feel)
(I can feel)
I feel like a brand new man
I feel like I finally understand
I feel like a brand new man
I feel like I finally understand
I feel like a brand new man
I feel like I finally understand
I feel like a brand new man
I feel like I finally understand
I feel like a brand new man
I feel like I finally understand
I feel like a brand new man
I feel like I finally understand
I feel like a brand new man
I feel like I finally understand
I feel like a brand new man
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17. |
Pop!
02:10
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Popcorn in my mouth
Oh, Popcorn in my mouth
Oh, sweet salty treat
Oh, flavor so neat
See that love
See that hate
See that pain
See that gore
See it all on the big screen
You were always by my side
These feelings just want to go
Popcorn in my mouth
Oh, Popcorn in my mouth
Oh, sweet salty treat
Oh, flavor so neat
Late up at night
You're the salty one I need
I can choose from Dill, Cheddar, and Ketchup
Taking one bite of you and I go
Popcorn in my mouth
Oh, Popcorn in my mouth
Oh, sweet salty treat
Oh, flavor so neat
I put my hand inside of you
This spark of joy shoots through me
I might kill for you
Give me a gun and I'll make it go
Popcorn in my mouth
Oh, Popcorn in my mouth
Oh, sweet salty treat
Oh, flavor so neat
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18. |
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The year is 2000 and X
The Robot uprising has begun
And R*** is King
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19. |
Utter Shit
01:39
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20. |
Pigs Eating Shit
03:23
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I never meant to cause you harm
I'm only just a pig in a barn eating my own tray of shit
I never meant to be a clog
I'm only just a hog in a bog eating my own tray of shit
Eating from my tray of shit
We're all eating from the tray
I miss you, I must admit
Anything to make you stay
I'm so full of shit
I'm this way because you're gone
I cannot pull myself through it
I'm going to be dead by dawn
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21. |
A Million Miles Per Hour
07:01
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My baby boy
Crawling away at a million miles per hour
My baby boy
Crawling through the streets of Manhattan at a million miles per hour
My baby boy
Crawling into the sewers at a million miles per hour
I'm crying now
Crying a million tears per hour
I'm singing now
Singing a million words per hour
I'm losing him
I'm losing my baby boy per hour
I'm losing it
Losing myself per hour
I'm kicking it
I'm going to kick it this hour
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22. |
Fish For Home
03:33
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All we can do is eat and repeat
Once in awhile maybe dish out a treat
Nothing gets better when you're down in a hole
Been so long, feels like forever ago
Now I'm so old and so full of regret
None of my dreams have yet to be met
That is why dreams are for the ones who are sleeping
And reality is the one for whom are awake and weeping
Push your body against the flow
Contract those muscles and let it be known
That you are just a fish in this lonely biome
And you want absolutely nothin' but a real life home
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The sun hides away from the day
I know that you know what I'm sayin'
Oh, I got the glue, the glue of the soul
Oh, what am I even sayin'?
None of these words mean anything to me
But, maybe they'll mean something if I say them to you
You know, I'm a fool
But baby, so are you
The city sleeps ever so peacefully
The charcoal burns ever so soundly
Yeah, we know what's goin on
Yeah!
The cows moo
The chickens cluck away
And the piggies, they oink all day
All of this hay, but it's not enough to make you stay
The tractors plow right through the hills
I'm beginning to feel so hollow and unreal
Like a ghost blowin' in the wind
Nothin' but a fuckin' lousy spilled box of tin
Yeah! Kill everything
Yeah, Kill 'em when in sight
Yeah, it's murder
Murder for all
Yeah, start burning the cows
Burn the roosters
Burn the dog
Does none of this really matter at all?
Grab the shovel and start digging away
Meet your new home, your very own special little grave
I begged, and I tried, and I lied
But it only got me beaten, naked and alone inside of a ditch
Ain't life somethin of a bitch, Yeah!
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the lies and hatred of Joshua Alexander Hartson.
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