1. |
Boring
01:33
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poorly produced
people gathering
in their homes
on top of mountains
always amounting to their
dreams of living in a golden age
the happiest people
up in their hills
looking down on
the sad and lonely
not accepting that
they're still living in the ugliest town
christ this fucking town is boring
all of the streets
they are mirrors
all of the markets
are washed up taverns
guaranteeing
all of the children get hammered
ominous and constantly
buzzing and birthing
tumors to kill me
well fucking kill me
all this monotony is killing me
we smell like we've been somewhere
and we taste like we're working
and we argue that we've seen some things
but our voices are broken
all of this monotony is killing me
we're always somewhere
where we've already been
and when the worst comes
it'll be the same old shit
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2. |
Prove it
01:07
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prove it, prove that you were fucking there
take a picture, so we can see the things you did
where you were
who you were with
you look good when its crowded
around for the finest of occasions
up there with the best of them
the festive rest of them
always so decadent
accomplished, lively, self indulgent
climb the ladder, its your right
we'll follow you
just tell us where to go
you stupid piece of shit
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3. |
The Halloween Ghost
01:36
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4. |
The Floats
01:31
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I'm waiting on the road
i'm not alone
we are here
we can't wait
the men are coming
they're on their way
everyone is watching
from the comfort of their homes
give air to the floats
make way for the men
who bring them down
stretch the float full with air
before our eyes
past our windows
watching
watching
watch
patience before the floats
keep our eyes on the road
they bring them close
broadcast the float
the crowd is here
at taught strings
watching
watching
watching
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5. |
Five
01:36
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There's something's you cant understand
but you try all the wrong ways
things that make me feel alright
tend to confuse the simplest of moments
spit fire carrying a torch
asking strangers their names
without a face to go by
white washed smile
when they dance
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6. |
Reprise
02:20
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died New York, New York
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