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I Shot JFK
03:17
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Witness me re-write history... the same thing they've been doing for all our lives. But this time it's my turn, so I paint the tallest (the tallest of lies). And who wouldn't believe me? When a lie ain't as far-fetched as the truth. The line between truth and lie turns grey, as it fades away... (and by the way... I shot JFK). Can't you see it in the headlines? Suckers line up to believe. And then they'll know I shot JFK. Mass media / Mass murderers of the truth. (lying my way towards fifteen minutes of fame). (Lee Harvey Oswald ain't shit to me...) I've got a magic bullet... it's got your name on it, and it's got your name on it. Last chance to reclaim history: as tyrants feed on the bored and the weak. And who wouldn't believe me? When a lie ain't as far fetched as the truth. The line between truth and lie turns grey, and it's gone... (it's gone...) Can't you see it in the headlines? Suckers line up to believe (believe the lie). And then they'll know i shot JFK. Mass media / Mass murderers of the truth. The line between truth and lie turns grey... (I shot JFK). And the line between truth and lie turns grey... (and it's gone)
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Give It A Name
03:54
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If I could find the time, I'd find the time to sit and hold your hand. Try like hell to make you understand. I know you wonder why I've got so much trouble on my mind. You think I chose this? And I wonder why, what was it I did to deserve this? And still I can't decide... is it all a blessing in disguise? My whole life flashes before my eyes. And I realize we are not-so-perfect-strangers. I know you can't believe how we perceive things so differently. You think I chose this? You think I chose this? You chose this path for me. If I could, I would turn back the hands of time. Do it all again, maybe then you'd see what makes me tick. I know you wonder why I've got so much trouble on my mind. You think I chose this? And I wonder why, what was it I did to deserve this? And still I can't decide... is it all a blessing in disguise... in disguise?
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Chasing Forever
02:48
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Whoah, forever ain't what it used to be. Whoah, forever ain't what it used to be. Whoah, forever ain't what it used to be. Whoah... He's got himself a tattoo. It's old and blue and faded, like the name it says and those words you say fade away. She's got herself a ring she wears around her neck. But the phone don't ring no more... tell me what the hell were you thinking? My daddy told me ain't nothing for sure but death and taxes. My daddy told me ain't nothing for sure but death and taxes. My daddy told me ain't nothing for sure but death and taxes. My daddy told me... ain't nothing for sure, no... In his hand he holds a plan, a promise of eternal life. On the side he spends his time cheating and selling lies. She thinks that she can buy her way to ever-after. All that money can't buy you a clue... tell me what the hell were you thinking? Whoah, forever ain't what it used to be. Whoah, forever ain't what it used to be. Whoah, forever ain't what it used to be. Whoah... After all this time, he's still chasing forever... After all this time, she's still chasing forever... After all this time, aren't you still chasing forever... After all this time...
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Dismantling The Icon
02:19
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You stand so high... I can see you from miles and miles away. My thoughts are drowned out by the sounds of the words you say. And I know (I know) everything there is to know about you... (but not cuz I want to.) I'll hold a gun to the head of the kings of rock and roll. (Until they're all dead.) Another message on the microphone, on the golden microphone. Another message-less message on the microphone... on the golden microphone. Cuz it's just another sucker on the microphone... on the golden microphone. Go... It's an all out war on our senses, but it makes no sense. Just another gimmick with a pretty face... but there's no place to hide. And I know (we know) everything there is to know about you... but not cuz we want to. And I'll hold a gun to your head... I'll hold a gun to your head. (Until rock and roll is dead.) Dead... dead. Rock and roll is dead... I'll paint my microphone gold. Rock and roll is dead... I'll paint my microphone gold. Rock and roll is dead.
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Worst Spot In The Van
03:14
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From the worst spot in the back of the van, I plan revolution after revolution that will never exist. From the worst spot in the back of the van, I scribble down a thousand words to let you know how much I miss you. It's been a long way here, it's still a long way there. It's been a long way here, it's still a long way home. It's been a long way here, it's still a long way there... Time ain't your friend when it's 23 hours from now til then, so I'll just shut my eyes for awhile. Everything seems so surreal, behind the wheel at 5 AM, but thoughts of you will see me through. I've been screaming for so long I can barely speak. And sometimes, I've got to remind myself... It's been a long way here, it's still a long way there. It's been a long way here, it's still a long way home. It's been a long way here, it's still a long way there... From the worst spot in the back of the van, I send a message to you via the stars in the sky.
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The Poison Plot
04:53
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As the plot continues to thicken, the wounds you left me with will only deepen. And your words are like poison in my veins. The time has come to put it into perspective. The love you never showed me was so shallow and selective. Your injection, my infection... my soul's abduction, your cunning seduction. How could I be so blind? Why could I never see the way you depleted me? Sit down, focus in. Will the story ever end? You took from me all that I thought I lacked. And the story goes on and on... I won't forget the way you made me feel. The burning in my veins has never felt so real. And I can't make you see... what you did, what you said, all the lies that you fed. I don't feel the way i should. With this sour taste i don't think I could understand what you put us through. And that's the difference between me and you. And that's the difference between us. And that's the difference between me and you. And that's the difference between us. And that's the difference between me and you... Bleed this infection, numb my pain. Your poison plot continues to drain me. How could I be so blind? Why could I never see the way you depleted me? Sit down, focus in. Will the story ever end? You took from me all that I thought I lacked. And the story goes on and on... I won't forget the way you made me feel. The burning in my veins has never felt so real. And I can't make you see... what you did, what you said, all the lies that you fed. How could I let myself be betrayed? How could I excuse the promises you made? When will I realize I have to look inside myself?
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Something's in the air tonight, like the lights were left on in the cemetary tonight. There's nothing to do in this town tonight, but tonight's a night like every night. For a kid like me and you, there ain't nothing to do but fuck shit up tonight. I'm just looking for something to do to remind myself what it's like to be alive... You can't kill me cuz I'm already dead. You can't kill me cuz I'm already dead. You can't kill me cuz I'm already dead. I was born to paint this town red, straight to your head from the walking dead. You can't kill me cuz I'm already dead, I was born to paint this town red, straight to your head... straight to your head. You can't kill me cuz I'm already dead, straight to your head, straight to your head... straight to your head from the walking dead. Come take my hand... we'll walk these streets alone. I give this gift to you, this town is yours to own. We'll paint these streets with fire... we'll burn it down to the ground. Cuz there's a feeling in the air... there's gonna be a fight tonight. There's a feeling in the air... and someone's gonna die tonight. Yeah... someone's gonna die tonight. Yeah, someone's gonna die tonight. Yeah... someone's gonna die tonight. Yeah, someone's gonna die tonight. You can't kill me cuz I'm already dead.
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Moving Target
04:17
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Even when I cover my ears, I can still see the faces
And even when I shut my eyes, I can still hear the voices
'Cause the walls are speaking to me
'Cause the streets are screaming at me
Don't you know there's a target hanging over my head?
And can't you see, my surroundings have been turned against me
How can we be just products of our environment?
How can we be
When the products are all we see?
Sweet commerce is in the air tonigh
And the streets read like a fucking magazine
Turning tricks for the corporate pimps
Turning tricks for the corporate pimps, yeah
Turning tricks for the corporate pimps
Can't stand still on the battlefields
Everyday, those voices speak to you
You swear that you're not listening
But you're doing exactly what they tell you to
An image with a phrase designed to manipulate
Work like slaves just to grease the wheels with a few dollar bills
Turning tricks for the corporate pimps
Turning tricks for the corporate pimps, yeah
Turning tricks for the corporate pimps
Can't stand still on the battlefields
Can't stand still on the battlefields
You know they can't market a moving target
Can't stand still on the battlefields
And you know they can't fuck with this
Can't stand still on the battlefields
Can't stand still on the battlefields
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Two Week Notice
03:38
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Give me two weeks and I'm outta here
9 to 5, the world's biggest lie
I'm packed on the train, I'm only half-awake seems like I'm only half-alive
I worked all day, there's nothing left in my brain but sleep and must-see TV
I see the look on your face, and I know I know
I fell in love with something today
I fell in love with something today
I fell in love with someone today, but my money is spent now I gotta pay rent
All of my passions, they've been left behind
And I've tried to hide, but something inside of me is dying
And it's catching up to
Give me two weeks and I'm outta here
It's been awhile since you've seen me smile
I'm busting my ass for the cash, but slowly I'm learning my heart is empty
No one around here needs to talk, 'cause the silence speaks so loud
I see the look on your face, and I know that you know
I fell in love with something today I fell in love with someone today
All of my passions, they've been left behind
And I've tried to hide, but something inside of me is dying
And it's catching up to me
Give me two weeks and I'm outta here
Two weeks and I'm gone
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The Proverbial They
02:05
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Life is so care-free, happy as can be... No decisions to make. There's nothing left to fate. "They" tell you how to look, "they" tell you what to say, "they" tell you what to love and tell you what to hate... [and still you do what "they" say.] Life is worry-free, no identity. "They" tell you who you are and who you're going to be. [and still you do what "they" say.] You do what "they" say, you do what "they" say, you do what "they" say... [over and over again.] You do what "they" say, you do what "they" say, you do what "they" say... [but who the fuck is "they?"]
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Runaway Human
03:19
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Hands outstretched towards the stars. Eyes fixated on the skies... looking towards the heavens past the heavens, searching for some kind of sign. Another revolution around the sun. Another billion years of lights bounce back. I'll sell out the human race for a way out... from this place. But just the other day something strange happened to me, I woke up in a strange place. And I swear that they came and took me away... but somehow it's been erased. Somehow it's been erased... somehow it's been erased... but you can't stop me... can't stop the runaway. Another runaway human being... being, being, another runaway human being, being, being, another runaway human. (if you can call this being human...)
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