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BARBADOSE
03:17
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When I first met you there were alarm bells sounding because of you.
Didn't know if I was gonna' get to slide up right beside you.
I had to fight the urge so hard. I had to wait 'till you played your cards
and ever since then, through thick and through thin, in crime you are my partner.
You're my sun and stars. Don't ever let me push you away.
You're a work of art. Don't ever let me push you away.
Ring ring on my finger belongs to you, hard earned from the shit that I put you through.
It's all onwards and upwards from where I stand, all going according to plan.
I know that I made you cry. I know that I've given you cause to doubt
but look at how far we've come.
Don't give up on me now.
You're my sun and stars. Don't ever let me push you away.
You're a work of art. Don't ever let me push you away.
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2. |
PUBLIC RADIO HERO
04:55
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At night in my dreams a golden envelope comes to me,
personally signed by David Dye.
Inside is a sheet of paper with an invitation to come and perform at the World Cafe.
Of course I graciously accept knowing full and well after I play...
I'll be a hero.
A public radio hero.
Make me an NPR hero.
Playing live on public radio.
After a song or two he sits me down to pore over the finer points of my artistic modus operandi.
I answer every question with eloquence and humor enough to keep the audience engaged so we're on the same page.
They came not expecting much... maybe some entertainment but after they leave they know sure and damn well...
they saw a hero.
A public radio hero.
Make me an NPR hero.
Playing live on public radio.
So c'mon, Laura Shine and Stacy Owen shoot me out that Sean Cannon.
You know what I need, gimme' that weekly feed.
I've got nothing to lose so I beg and I plead.
What's a girly boy with a piano gotta' do?
I'm on a one alien mission to impress you.
I got a buncha' songs and a hosta' tunes.
Let me show you how the thunderfeels do
and maybe then when I wake up of a mornin'
I can go throughout my day knowing it wasn't all just a dream...
now I'm a hero.
A public radio hero.
WFPK hero.
Playing live on public radio.
An NPR hero.
A public radio hero.
Nah, this ain't your college radio.
This is the National Public Radio.
I wanna' be a public radio hero.
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I wish I was as pure as my baby boy
but I got a hunger rushing through my blood.
A miniature conquistador
treating people like they're toys..
and there's never enough to fill me up.
Bring me my truth-sayer.
The boy thinks he's a player.
The hunter takes control. I lose all resolve.
I become a gun shooting out the sun.
Disguising torture as fun and every time I cum
I feel ashamed of the deeds I've done.
Bring me my truth-sayer.
The boy thinks he's a player.
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4. |
DANGERBOI
03:34
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Cruising at the back of the club
The lights reflected in your sun glasses
Hiding your eyes
Hiding your intentions
Despite the reflections I see through...
Throw me up against the wall
C'mon baby
Have your way with me
Making out and making plans to
Run away from it all
Take me to your car
And throw me in the back seat baby
Your leather interior
Radiates a burning heat
I'm tasting your excitement
On my fingertips and on my lips
Your hand on my hips
Let's fuck right through the apocalypse
Let's go flying
Flying right through the night
Let's go driving
Chasing down the morning light
Get me high
Higher than the satellites
Are you ready for the action now, Dangerboi?
Are you ready if I'm ready for you, Dangerboi?
Ready if I want it now, Dangerboi?
I dare you... dare you, Dangerboi
C'mon, I dare you.
C'mon, I double-dog dare you.
Let's go flying
Flying right through the night
Let's go driving
Chasing down the morning light
Get me high
Higher than the satellites
Are you ready for the action now, Dangerboi?
Are you ready if I'm ready for you, Dangerboi?
Ready if I want it now, Dangerboi?
I dare you... dare you, Dangerboi
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5. |
SOFTWARE (feat BEACONS)
05:39
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Propped up on crutches are the lies that we tell each day
but the truth it shows on our face.
Wild eyed and desperate. All filled up with empty space.
Empty hearts and empty heads
that I have to believe we could change.
Why do we love what hurts us the most?
Why is the hardware all wrong and the software full of ghosts?
At least the rain will be kind to me.
Let it wash my heart and wash my hands clean.
With heavy brushes we apply another coat of paint
to cover up the nasty stains.
Worshiping idols so far removed from the day to day
when we could be the light, the way
and I choose to believe that we could change.
Why do we love what hurts us the most?
Why is the hardware all wrong and the software full of ghosts?
At least the rain will be kind to me.
Let it wash my heart and wash my hands clean.
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PLATINUM
04:54
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Hold up.
Silence is golden but the sound of you unfolding could be...
Platinum. That shit is platinum.
Like a ship out on the ocean you could be floating
but instead you're staying still when you could be sailing.
If you wanna' throw down then come and get some.
Rise above the crowd and come and get some.
If you wanna' throw down then come and get some.
Begging me to toe tag and bag it.
Begging me to come and break your back.
Begging me to toe tag and bag it.
Begging me to come....
uh.
If you wanna' know who the real freaks are at this party
take a look around. Look at who's dancing.
Hey you, (yes, you), sitting there on the sidelines;
tell me, how's life treating you sitting there watching
not doing anything?
Silence is golden but the sound of you unfolding could be platinum.
Yeah it could be platinum.
Like a ship on the ocean you could be floating
but you are just too shit scared of sailing.
If you wanna' throw down then come and get some.
Rise above the crowd and come and get some.
If you wanna' throw down then come and get some.
Begging me to toe tag and bag it.
Begging me to come and break your back.
Begging me to toe tag and bag it.
Begging me to come....
Not tryna' front or brag about it
but I've got moves, they're gonna' make you gag.
Come and dance like everyone is watching.
For tonight let yourself come and be a star.
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7. |
BIG MONEY
03:35
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This message comes to you from citizens united.
We'll make up your minds for you even if you try to fight it.
Oh say, can you see we don't care about your needs?
We act in the best interest of whoever writes the largest check.
Who are you voting for?
Big big money.
Chief big money.
What are you dying for?
Big big money.
Chief big money.
We've got you all convinced it's some kind of competition
but no matter who wins we will stay in our positions
'coz we own them, too, just like we own you.
So c'mon, it's the least you can do
let us lead you to your booth.
Who are you voting for?
Big big money.
Chief big money.
What are you dying for?
Big big money.
Chief big money.
What have you voted for?
Big big money.
Chief big money.
What are you dying for?
Big big money.
Chief big money.
Who are you slaving for?
Big big money.
Chief big money.
Who really runs the world?
Big big money.
Chief big money.
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8. |
MY FAVORITE MOUNTAIN
05:05
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Gotta' keep climbing up.
You keep me climbing up.
I know this has hardly been easy but you gotta' keep holding on.
You've been doing all you can just to keep it together but you gotta' keep holding on
coz' you are not a saint or a superhuman
and your back feels like it's breaking.
No matter how tired you get
This fight ain't over yet
and I know that you can make it.
I'll bet you didn't know you could be so strong
when everything in the world is going wrong
You remain my favorite mountain
You are my favorite mountain
Keep climbing up
You keep me climbing up
You don't have to be so humble when we all know that you're trying.
You don't have to be alone in the struggle.
You can lean on us like we lean on you.
Coz' you are not a saint or a superhuman
and your back feels like it's breaking.
You never let it get you down.
You keep making me so proud.
Coz' baby I know you're gonna' make it.
I'll bet you didn't know you could be so strong
when everything in the world is going wrong
You remain my favorite mountain
You are my favorite mountain
Keep me climbing up
You keep me climbing up
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9. |
SHAMELESS
03:50
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There is an empty hole I feel compelled to fill with the adoration of everybody else
and so I make myself into a commodity
I am an oddity
A slice of taxidermy
Hang my head on your wall
I'll watch over you all
A new celebrity
Interstellar personality
There is nobody else who can do it quite like me
Does my hunger get you wet?
I'm drowning in my ego again
I am shameless
C'mon make me famous
Identity crises
I can be what you want me to be
The market is afloat, good thing your boy is a sailor
I'll wear water for clothes
go places that no-one knows
Fortune favors the bold and fate is the best tailor
We are one and the same
We are both playing the game
Trying to climb up an invisible ladder
Difference is I dare to dream
louder than the crowd screams out
I'm coming out
They'll never silence me again
I am shameless
C'mon make me famous
Gimme' back my soul.
It's a form of mass psychosis
An entire army with a Messiah complex
I just can't compete
Coz' you're all armed to the teeth
And I can't hear myself think over the sound of everyone falling in line and singing the same song...
We are shameless
C'mon make us famous
Sing along
Sheep fall in line
Sing along
Everybody wants to be famous
Sing along
C'mon make me fall in line
Sing along
AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
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10. |
THE PUGILIST
04:21
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Nothing ever ends
Things just change their shape
Let's play pretend
Nothing ever ends
Things just change their shape
Let's mutate
Adapt and mutate
Don't you dare come unhinged on me now
You thirst monger
I will not enable this behavior for a second longer
When it comes to the matter of your survival
The taste is bitter coz' you're your own worst rival
Nothing ever ends
Things just change their shape
Let's play pretend
Nothing ever ends
Things just change their shape
Let's mutate
Adapt and mutate
You're goddamn right
Your boy's comin' out swingin'
I am the pugilist
I'm thunderfeelin'
My threshold can't be met
I've got no ceiling
I've got shit to see
Folk to do
Why you thunderstealin'?
It's better to stand in hell than kneel in some lo-fi heaven
Rely on your own strengths before you go believing...
Mark my words
You still have a lot to learn
Listen to the thunder
It will be your best teacher
Rolling on over
Over and Under
Breaking the sound barrier
Living life without fear because...
Nothing ever ends
Things just change their shape
Let's play pretend
Nothing ever ends
Things just change their shape
Let's mutate
Adapt and mutate
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