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Hopeful dead clones self-fellate us
All our best known, most notorious
Fuck your fame and your shallow hopes
Fuck yerself and your phone-in votes
Good advice is so hard to take
Fuck it all, fuck your wanna-fakes
You've all become, comfortably scum
Vault the docks and break for freedom
Fuck your verse, fuck your choruses
Fuck your theft, fuck your promises
Good advice is to compromise
Fuck it all, fuck it nationwide
You've all become, comfortably scum
Hopeful dead clones
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As You Turn
04:13
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Man ran on golden sands,
walked through the fields with a fire in his hands
When he talked, people listened for good or bad
And signed away permission for good or bad
Lights find what you left behind
Plans combined, the blind will lead the blind
And when you talk people listen for good or bad
Holding back the visions for good or bad
Oh no, heart beats slow
Defibrillated, discombobulated
Only fools know what you know
Hot/cold, all your souls are burned away complete
As you turn away from me
Man planned on golden sands
Fucked off for good and discovered far off lands
And when he talked people listened for good or bad
You might call it a mission for good or bad
Slo-mo every day goes
Stay awake all night and do the same again tomorrow
When you talk people listen for good or bad
Kickstarting your system for good or bad
Stacked, packed, can't look back
Part time plans, and where you're from is where you're at.
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3. |
Heroine
03:48
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Why stop it when it feels like this?
Why is it top of my list?
Write a line and I'll make it fit
I could be breeding scabs and shit
Could I die needing someone?
An identical twin, my Huckleberry Finn
She's my heroine and that's enough
Feet, knees, mmmm please, taste your brain mush
Haematemesis cous cous
Eaten, bleeding, the real thing
Wearing someone elses skin
I'm just glad I ate someone
That I could call a friend
My Huckleberry Finn
She's my heroine and that's enough
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On time, two worlds collide
And you'll miss this like a poke in the eye
Like a satellite burning through these fallen skies
It comes as no surprise and you'll miss these lonely nights
No slow decline that you'll hide from the rest of your life
Oo you know:
When you're a monument
To the one who sent you mad
Then sent you home
Oo what now?
When you're a monument
To the one who sent you crashing
To the ground
Aligned with the finest minds
And you'll live this like a roll of the dice
Like a paradise that lies just beyond
The horizon line
Those long goodbyes are valentines on the firing line
You're no friend of mine
Set adrift on the finest wines
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5. |
Marcel
04:23
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You can't all die and come back
You can't fulfill the contract
Find my vital signs
Oh, my lost soul, I spy
Nil by mouth
So why draw my chalk outline?
In my bloodshot eyes, the faces are
All you need to know
Dead from head to toe
I get to know, Gestapo (the bad guys)
Open their third eyes
What's yours is mine
The basis all on a need to know
You can't all die and come back
You can't fulfill the contract
Uncomfortable, kill Marcel Marceau
The faces are all you need to know
The basis all on a need to know
So kill Marcel Marceau
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6. |
Feed the Franchise
02:44
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Outside, cauterised
Outside, eulogised
Trichinised cold dead eyes
And bites anathematised
This is a feud, coming straight at you
I bet you really want to know who's who
Pull a face, I put your face right through
Hot stepping on my goo sprayed shoes
It's for your own good
There goes the neighbourhood
So feed the franchise
The warped mindset, the prize
The writing's on the wall
Coming for us all
Violence theorised
That leaves us in disguise
Outside cauterised
Trichinised cold dead eyes
And bites anathematised
Let me tell you what we're gunna do
I bet you really want to know the rules
We're gunna leave you broken battered and bruised
Beaten down to fucking molecules
It's for your own good
There goes the neighbourhood
So feed the franchise
The warped mindset, the prize
So what do you think about that?
And what do you think will come back
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7. |
The Ballad of Steve
03:14
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Something happened on the way to Bombay
And we came through it all, we blew it all
And drifted away
Something happened only yesterday
And you're a punching bag
You've become a drag
But you think you're okay
It's typical
You finally lose your soul
And now perform a miracle
And how are you gunna pay for it all?
Something happened in the discotech days
In the circumstance you wanna dance
But you know there's no way
You got your wheels, your custom voicebox made
And with your robot tone,
Your mobile throne
And your big bang parade
It's typical
You finally lose your soul
And now perform a miracle
And how are you gunna pay for it all
You win some, you lose some
And how are you gunna get what you want?
It's typical
You finally lose your soul
And now perform a miracle
And how are you gunna pay for it all
When you're a sleepwalking, tightroping
Cheap looking, shite smoking
Steve hawking undead umbilicle
Well you win some, you lose some
And how are you gunna get what you want?
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8. |
The Embedded Screwdriver
05:43
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We watch groups of what we were
Living how we lived
The embedded screwdriver
You're almost everything
And god alone knows what I bring to you
Regard the bitter sting
And those retarded silly things you do
You fade away and that's so great
And that's what we like about you
Uncomplicated, over-rated
Invacars all painted blue
We watch groups of what we were
Living how we lived
The embedded screwdriver
These bites are dangerous
For all of us
No antidote will do
Don't leave no witnesses to all of this
No anecdotal proof
All running, stumbling, chomping
Anyone and everyone for food
This stain is mainly brain
You can't contain the inmates of the zoo
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9. |
Row Yer Boat
02:16
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Sing sad songs
Swim in feu-orange
Cash in on the coupons
Can't stop faking it
Can't stop taking it wrong
You can row yer boat
You're in control, and you know
You can row yer boat
Sing sad songs
Hair bouffant
Cash in on the atoms
And the neutrons
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10. |
Row Yer Boat (part two)
02:52
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If you're in control
You can row yer boat
You could lose it
Or you could have it all
Some reach for the stars
Some raise the bar
Wherever you are,
It's not that far.
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