1. |
Counter-Clock World
02:42
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Deep down into your lungs
the smoke it billows, the smoke it floods
out from into the room
condensing as it settles on
you are living in a counter-clock world
you are living in a counter-clock world
Cigarette rebuilds itself
the worn-out tires, repair their treads
The microphones listen in
to hear the waking calls of the dead
you are living in a counter-clock world
you are living in a counter-clock world
not alive, when your heart beats
you gotta' wait to hear them speak
to grow back up, to grow back down
to grow back into their former 'selves
you are living in a counter-clock world
you are living in a counter-clock world
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2. |
Comrade Winston Smith
03:39
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Drowned in doublethink
down and down we sink
into a hole, where no man, should ever go
I want you to come back home.
There are no truth or lies
there's only watching eyes
I want to tear, the telescreen, from out the wall
I want you to come back home.
Comrade Winston Smith
Do you still wake up with gin?
come on and bend, your hands, down to touch your toes
I want you to come back home.
It's a bright day in April.
and the clocks are just striking thirteen.
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3. |
The Waltz
02:46
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Sneak out past the guards
by the light of the moon
I wanna breathe the air
Might be leavin' here soon
Brain it feels like bacon
popin' in the pan
sittin' starin' at the shapes in the walls and
the sounds they make cuz' it
helps me forget who I am
Starched cotton, Nurse Ratchet
She feeds me my meds
and when I dug my fingernails, into her neck well
She put a hole in my head
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4. |
Queen Bee
02:40
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Ugly is the time
When you said that you'd be mine
you're a helium balloon
that I just can't hold onto
Heavy eyes
Walkin' for my pride
I'm a master of disguise
If I can just hold on too
If I can just hold on to... (you)
Worker bees can leave
and drones fly away
but the queen she is their slave, so
Sit on your throne
If it helps you move along,
I'll make my bed
where the horizon is on the moon
the horizon is on the moon.
Ugly is the time
When you said that you'd be mine
you're a helium balloon
that I just can't hold onto
Heavy eyes
Walkin' for my pride
I'm a master of disguise
If I can just hold on too
If I can just hold on to... (you)
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5. |
Joe the Volcano
02:51
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My God my body aches but I've been
Workin' to get paid and I wake
Up in my new chains and I've been
Livin' this way too long
In line at the front Gate
I'm crushin' flowers on my way
While I struggle with my new chains and I been
Livin' this way too long
Am I Joe the Volcano
Am I Joe, up against the Volcano
Am I Joe, the Volcano, I don't know..
My God my body aches
But I've been workin' to get laid
Wakin' up with your new chains and I been
Livin' this way too long
Let's get on top of this suitcase
I'm keepin' count of every wave
Less the weight of prior chains and I been
Living this way too long
Am I Joe the Volcano
Am I Joe, up against the Volcano
Am I Joe, the Volcano, I don't know..
Am I Joe the Volcano
Am I Joe, up against the Volcano
I say I am, Joe the Volcano.
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6. |
Told You Once
03:13
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Bogged down in the mud in northern France
This may not reach you but I thought I'd take the chance
When the sky was filled with lead and yellow gas
and no man no deer no dog dare cross our path
I'm a Brit, a Frank, a Yank, a Hun, a Jew
and your bullets they taste the same way to me too
and my blood it runs as red as all of you (one, two!)
well splayed out on a cot outside Leon
and I've never felt so far away, or so close to home
When the general comes in, fresh faced, fresh fed, fresh dressed
and he goes to pin a medal, but there ain't much left
Over the Line now boys, Over the Line now boys
Over the Line now boys, Over the Line!
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7. |
Two Feet in the Sand
02:23
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Just when my two feet touch earth
I was born to work the land
and when my back well it finally broke
they buried me
two feet in the sand
At the workin' gates is where
I made my last stand
and after the gun smoke disappeared
they buried me
two feet in the sand
So I sent my children off to school
to learn mind instead of hand
and in return they cursed their father as a fool
and buried me
two feet in the sand
The only woman that I've ever loved
well she found herself another man
and I must take my comfort in the sky above
until we're buried
two feet in the sand
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8. |
Walkabout
03:31
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Goin' on a Walkabout, Time to head underground
Hurricane's a'comin', Sea is foaming, at the mouth
I found myself a gunman, I stuck a needle in his eye
Who's to stop the world from burning, when the well runs dry?
So I killed a man in Reading, to try his skin on for size
and took the midnight train, to the sacrifice
Lord it's been upon me, it's dead around my neck
Time to break the shackles, burn the bridges you have left
Well I wish you were a colorblind, so you could see in black and white
I wish you were gangrene, so I could cut away the blight
I met a friendly gypsy, she gave me the pick of the litter
I wished you were a fish, so I could throw you in the river
Lord it's been upon me, it's dead around my neck
Time to break the shackles, burn the bridges you have left
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9. |
Skinny Rabbits
05:12
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whoa, Skinny Rabbits
When you're hungry
Skinny Rabbits
When you're hungry
Skinning Carrots
for your skinny stew
when you're hungry
Skinny Rabbits
simply won't do
when you're hungry
Skinny baguettes
and Merci Beaucoup
When you're hungry
Skinny Rabbits
now you're skinny too
and you're hungry
Whoa Skinny Rabbits
When you're Hungry
Ah my Rabbits
When you're hungry
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