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Outside
02:02
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Early one morning I awoke to a tapping at my window.
It was a tree waving in the wind, and it seemed to say, “Hello,” and
“You’ve got nowhere to be, but I think you should go.
There are people out there that you can meet.
They’re out there on the street, and you can take them out to eat,
And you can talk to them all
Cuz they can talk all day
Because they know what they think and they thought you should know.”
Oh if I go outside,
Will you just run away and hide?
Please don’t run and hide.
I think I want to go outside.
My eyes are my windows and I’m looking out,
But can you see me inside?
Please don’t run and hide.
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2. |
Fresh Air
02:14
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I think I’d like to lay down in the grass
I think I’d like to pass out in the flowers
The fields that I’m from
I think I’d like to take a little nap
In a bed inside a palace
Right before I drink out of a chalice
And I think I’d like to hear that song
The one where they sing about the way it went wrong
That time I tried to kiss you
In the moonlight
In the bar
I’d like to have a really fast car
I would drive it really far
I would drive across the ocean
And hope that it would float like a boat
I’d drive my car to Japan
And I would speak Japanese in their land
And we would all get along
And I’d probably call you on the phone
To tell you that I know that I can never come home
But please remember I still love you
In the sunshine
Where you are
I hear the sound of trumpets when I’m hearing the wind blow
It’s raining gold doubloons just outside of my window
There’s so much to do and there’s so much to see
We could play a game or we could play another game
We could go explore a cave or go through old stuff in the attic
Whatever you want to do is just alright with me
I think I’d like to go to the South Pole
Even though I know it’s cold
I’d like to go and write my name in the snow
I bet they got a lot of neat stuff there
Cause there’s neat stuff everywhere
I bet that we could have a really good time
Spending all our time waiting in line
Waiting in line for just a little more time
I know that we could live forever
If we want to
I know that we could do whatever we want
It will be just like in the movies
In the meantime
All the time
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I’m confused
I thought that we were supposed to get along
But every time I try it goes all wrong
Now I’m locked inside a birdcage in the zoo
And I’ve got my eye on you
And you’re spinning in a circle with your arms around your head
Playing ping-pong with a panda bear
And trying really hard to win the race
I’ve got gold!
(He’s got gold!)
I keep my gold locked up inside a safe
(It’s in a safe)
I keep it there so I know that it’s safe
(It’s really safe)
I don’t use it, but it’s sure a lot of gold
(What a lot of gold)
And I’ll give my gold to you
So that you can buy a joyful meal, a jump-rope and a baseball glove
And finally build the robot
That brings you grape juice when you want a drink
Good afternoon
(Hello)
I’d like to introduce you to the staff
(Meet the staff)
They don’t work and they won’t let you laugh
(It’s no joke)
Their clothes will all change colors really soon
(This town’s a zoo)
And that’s why they stare at you
Because you’ve got a lot of things to do
Like painting walls with power tools
And spending all your money
On everything you’ve wanted in you life
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4. |
In and Out (Of Time)
07:58
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Sounds of the hungry ghost;
My own voice trailing down your hall.
I try to turn and run like hell,
But there's something in the way.
I can't wake and I cannot sleep.
Dreams run wild down empty streets.
Lights flicker in and out of time.
I'm in, and out of time.
To believe I'm a part of you;
A morphine drip in my own sick ward,
A shadow on an empty wall,
A kiss caught in the wind.
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5. |
the Rally
03:48
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We are the light at the end of the tunnel
We have to fight like there’s no tomorrow
We’ll hit them in their homes
And they’ll never see us coming
We are the keepers of the future
We make right what’s been broken
We’ll hit them in their homes
We’ll hang them from their hair
They’ll never see us coming
They’ll hear the knock on the door
Wondering what it was for
And they’ll never see us coming
They’re making empty promises
They’re making threats
They’re running short on time
Their nuclear disease
Their never-ending greed
They crossed the line
They treat us like their slaves
They think that they’re ordained by god
They infiltrate our homes
Inject their poison in our bones
They kill the light
Let’s cut them open
And eat their hearts
They’re the ones that started the fight
Let’s put their backs against the wall
Let’s string them up for fucking with our world
For fucking with our world
For fucking with it
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6. |
Asleep at the Wheel
07:59
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Asleep at the wheel
Driving my tired body home
There’s nobody else on the road tonight
And that’s good because I’m completely disregarding
All of the lights
Asleep at my job
Yes sir, right away sir, excellent choice
Right this way
I can have that for you, yes sir
Right away
Alone in my house
The tick of the clock echoes through the halls of my empty house
As I sit and I wait for death
To take me away
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7. |
Where We're All Going
09:24
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I took the easy road
to just whore myself out,
but please don't have any doubt
It's demanding.
And if you you want the world you will do what you're told,
and you are bought as you're sold with no returning.
And from the penthouse place
to the cracks in cement,
you'll never know what it meant
from where you're standing.
There's no understanding.
But if love is where we're all going,
there's no need for knowing--
there's no road that won't take take you there.
And love, it seems like some magic.
But even all the tragic circumstance,
just a step in the dance of the world.
Hey little fish, why you worry when nothing's wrong?
Hey little honey, take the money and run along.
Ten thousand years have passed,
and nothing has changed;
a little rearranged, but not so completely strange
to us at all.
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8. |
Pretty Crazy
05:23
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Pretty flowers are all in bloom,
and crazy lights all in my room.
And I don't know if I want to go,
Where I know I must go.
And that's on my mind.
But when it's time for me to go
where I know I must go,
It's just time.
It's just lazy bones
all in my tomb.
While pretty flowers are all in boom.
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