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There’s gonna be a fire
Someone’s getting burnt
I held on the wrong end of the knife
I left my mouth unlocked last night
A vagrant snuck in and squatted
Spay painted terrorist symbols and things
Trashed the place and defecated
And you think I would know better
So asks my predecessor
That song needs to be destroyed
While you’re at it, carpet-bomb my mind
She’s a European Carrefour
I’m a power-out convenience store
See I was in good condition
Now for my last act of desperation
That song needs to be destroyed
That song needs to be destroyed
There's a little, a little bit of truth to it all
There's a little. a little bit of truth to it all
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I can’t even
The crowd who cared
Disappeared
Sought professional help, letting in
Garrisons and cynicism
Change the name of your band again
Change the name of your band
Change the name of your band
Don’t shit your heart
All the pole vault nonsense won’t help it stand apart
Don’t flush your heart
Straight down the shitter
It’ll clog and flow over, over
Garrisons and cynicism
You’ve got a checklist it seems
“Always up for adventure”
I’m not sure if you know what adventure means
Change the name of your band again
Change the name of your band
Change the name of your band
Don’t shit your heart
All the pole vault nonsense won’t help it stand apart
Don’t flush your heart
Straight down the shitter
It’ll clog and flow over
Over, over, over, over, over, over
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Oh Shit
03:03
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Beer girl will fuck you
Down by the golden drain
I’m gonna explain the joke
I’m gonna explain the joke
Oh shit, oh shit
Uniquely hopeless
Whizzing in the wind
I’m sorry in advance
You smell like the ocean
Trash and the ocean
It’s plain to see I blew my brains
And all the capillary stains
It’s well and good being human
Bond villains once were just fiction
And in walks mister no do right
Vegan cooking for one tonight
I know I’m on your shitlist
I met all the conditions
Beer girl will fuck you
Beer girl will fuck you
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Clan of the Cave Bear
04:21
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A rat tail kind of kid
Destined for conventions
Can’t keep his hands off his self
In the mess hall of debtor’s prison
Mugged in the alley, mugged in the bog
I know your last thought will be a sad one
React so slow
In fact primeval
Scrawl on a wall
Of a post-love world
Now where I go
I know not where
But for the clan
Of the cave bear
Mugged in the abbey, mugged in the bath
I know your last sad thought will be the only one you have
React so slow
In fact primeval
Scrawl on a wall
Of a post-love world
Now where I go
I know not where
Wherefor the clan
Of the cave bear
React so wrong
In fact primeval
Scrawl on a wall
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The Clocks at Night
04:07
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I buy the food with the picture of the cat
I buy the food with the picture of the cat
I buy the food with the picture of the cat
It’s worse than it sounds
Now, sometimes you eject
It’s too much
Sometimes you reject
It’s too much
I wake up, I’m confused
I used to be allowed to ignore
The clocks at night, the clocks at night
The clocks at night, the clocks at night
The clocks at night, at night
And all medicine fails
All medicine fails
All medicines
I trust people
Full of contradiction
I trust people who resemble the systems
What’s stopping that pickup from smashing into yours
It’s a painted line on the road
That’s as far as I got
I got nothing
That’s as far as I got
I wake up, I’m confused
It used to be only sailors got tattoos
The clocks at night, the clocks at night
The clocks at night, the clocks at night
The clocks at night, at night
And all medicine fails
All medicine fails
All clocks at night, the clocks at night
The clocks at night, the clocks at night
The clocks at night, at night
And all medicine fails
All medicine fails
All medicines
Yeah I was feeling real complacent
In my element at the Greyhound station
And as I passed by Valley Vista
It struck me that I missed you
Midnight clock strikes
Life becomes a satire
I buy the food with the picture of the feline
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It’s a little black bag from the XXX store
Didn’t think you’d want me around no more
And so I invested in the best of them
Invested in the best of them
And I'm all on my own
I'm all on my own
It’s a little black bag from the XXX store
Didn’t think you’d want me around no more
And so I invested in the best of them
Invested in the best of them
And I'm all on my own
I'm all on my own
It’s a little black bag from the XXX store
Didn’t think you’d want me around no more
And so I invested in the best of them
Invested in the best of them
I'm all on my own
It's a little black bag from the XXX store
Didn’t think you’d want me around no more
And so I invested in the best of them
Invested in the best of them
And I am all, all on my own
Invested in the silicone
Invested in the silicone
Invested in the silicone
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7. |
Like a Fish
02:03
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Worse things happen at sea
Imagine being cheated on
In a submarine
Down there you believe
You’ll drown with no air to breathe
Does this analogy mean
You should have known better than to have joined the marines
You stay and wake up late
And enjoy the good life
One day you will be thought of for the last time
It should be made legal
To not have to love all people
Though it would be fun to argue with you
I snap like I’m crazy
Devoid of all hope
Maybe it’s time for a new antidote
Worse things happen at sea
So stay away from the sea
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You got a bad little seance
With your crack headed dance
Jumble in the drawer
Tell us what you saw
Or swore you saw
It's creeping in
Creeping in your back of mind
It’s creeping in
Creeping in your back of mind
I read the law
I wrote the law
I rid the law
It’s rusting out
I rode the law but good
Now Goose has a good attitude, do you?
Now Goose has a good attitude, do you?
He’s caring and he’s caring and he’s caring all the time
He’s caring and he’s caring and he’s caring all the time
He’s caring and he’s caring and he’s caring all the time
Let’s make a deal
Let’s meet up in the parking lot
You bring the jars
I’ll bring the jugs, we’ll ration shots
I’m open to the idea of opening wounds
I’m also open to all things medicinal
Sliding on your side on the bald roadside
Sliding sidelong under burning motorbikes
It’s easy to be spiffy with the world on fire
I just got here myself and everything will be just fine
Goose has a good attitude, do you?
Good, now Goose has a good attitude, do you?
He’s caring and he’s caring and he’s caring all the time
He’s caring and he’s caring and he’s caring all the time
He’s caring and he’s caring and he’s caring all the
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9. |
We're Doomed
03:33
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My drink absorbing light is dark
The sounds of radiator and fridge confused
Your stare your ammunition your bank account is blank
Thaw the blanket into emissions while I saw the plank with you
My drink absorbing light is dark
Sounds of radiator and fridge confused
Your stare your ammunition your bank account is blank
Thaw the blanket into emissions while I saw the plank with you
Saw the plank with you
Speed up speed up all over the place
Speed up speed down, down again
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You're Gonna Die Alone
03:33
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It doesn’t matter what you do
Toss your ass out of music class
It doesn’t matter what you do
With your imaginary enemy
And the world pairing off
Resisting a rest
To hell with the buddy system
At best, it doesn’t matter what you do
Why would it matter what you do
Create an artificial glow
Grab the world by the stones
Push the ladder to the moat
Choke on vomit on the throne
You know
But if it all turns out to be nothing
I will have egg all over
If it all turns out to be nothing
You may say I was incorrect
If it turns out you don’t die defenseless
If it turns out you don’t die a failure
Mea culpa and then some
Mea culpa and then some
Yeah, go on and tell yourself that
Yeah, go on and tell yourself that
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Let me show you where I buried the dog
You could learn to sleep there, too
Meanwhile we’re pierced by plentiful plastic parts
That fucker was a beaut
I don’t know where I’m driving
I don’t know where the hell I am
I thought I recognized this part of town
All the streetlights are out, no one’s there
But you don’t want to chain your life with trainwreck people
You do not want to go in the cart with incomplete people
You don’t want to chuck in your life with blow hard people
You don’t want to blow up your life with dead end people
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Half Eye Seattle, Washington
Half Eye began recording in 1991 as an indie rock serenade to actor Udo Kier.
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