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Blanket Statements
03:00
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There is close association with everyone involved
In the plot to erase what matters at all
I guess that's why we keep letting ourselves move away
To move away from the light of the sun
And there is no resuscitation for anyone involved
In the plot to replace what matters at all
I suppose that's why we keep letting ourselves just hide away
To hide away from the light shone by the sun
And we try to find the time to behave
According to the rules that govern blanket statements
Do my eyes look blurry to you?
Do my eyes look blurry to you?
Do my eyes look blurry to you?
Mmm mmm
Do my eyes look blurry to you?
Do my eyes look blurry to you?
Do my eyes look blurry to you?
Mmm mmm
Mmm mmm
Mmm mmm
Mmm mmm
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Knife Words
05:06
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I try to explain hot things that happen
Like well-placed knife words into the backs of harmless children
This does little to change public opinion
That we'll all be kept from falling out of our safety nets
Just want to make sure I mention that
And if there's something else I've left out
Speak shallow thoughts
But do it quickly before I cut you off
I am sorry, this is just how I can be
I am sorry, this is just how I can be
I try to contain cold things that happen
Like force-fed spoon words into the mouths of grown-up children
This does nothing to change public oblivion
That we'll all be kept from falling out of our safety nets
Just want to make sure I mention that
And if there's something else I've left out
Speak shallow thoughts
Before I cut you off
Before I cut you out
Before I cut you up
Before I cut you down
I am sorry, this is just how I can be
I am sorry, this is just how I can be
I am sorry, this is just how I can be
I am sorry, this is just how I can be
Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh
Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh
Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh
Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh
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Nosebleeds
02:44
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Do you believe in other ways to do this?
Like plugging ears and stomping
Or nosebleeds from knuckles
How about losing all control and diving into holes
Before you start to dig them?
That is my favorite
That is my favorite
That is my favorite
Lose the memories that keep you from sleeping
Do you think this is possible?
Well I'm not sure
But I have sat down and thought about this before
And could not come up with anything
How do you like that?
How do you like that?
How do you like that?
That is my favorite
That is my favorite
That is my favorite
Do you believe in other ways to do this?
Like plugging ears and stomping
Or nosebleeds from knuckles
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4. |
Set In Your Ways
04:28
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You smacked a hand across the face of a bunch of strangers
Looking for a way out of the darkness they were in
So what if it meant you'd have to leave something behind?
It is not like you're supposed to be here in the first place
Much less for this length of days
It is almost summer again
But you're so set in your ways
That you still don't understand
You put your arm around the backs of a bunch of cowards
Looking for a way out of the shit that they were in
So what if it meant you'd have to leave someone behind?
It is not like they're supposed to be here in the first place
Much less for this length of days
It is almost summer again
But you're so set in your ways
That you still don't understand
And you don't know my face
No you don't know my face
And you don't know my fate
No you don't know my fate
So set in your ways
So set in your ways
How'd you get so set in your ways?
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5. |
Word for Today
02:46
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Take me as I come
My head is so numb
I can't see the sun
Take me as I come
The war has just begun
But it's almost done
You might be the one
Take me as I come
You think I'm having fun
I'd say I'm having none
Might better get you some
Word for today is dumb
Word for tomorrow's mum
Mmm mmm mmm
Mmm mmm mmm
Mmm mmm mmm
Mmm mmm mmm
Mmm mmm mmm
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Clown Shoes
04:07
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Put your hands together
We're gonna make or break it better
Like you've never seen or heard
What the newspaper read
In the funnies and the horoscopes
We watch the lead go boom
Over head there's a fire in the sky
Makin' mushroom clouds out of all the bad guys
With the good guys in the wrong place, wrong time
'Cause someone got burned somewhere down the line
And we didn't know what to do
About love and war and truth
But we tuned our ears to you
Hey mister clown shoes I've got some bad news
Your daddy's dead in case you didn't know that yet
Hey mister clown shoes I've got some bad news
Your daddy's dead, but you still hear him in your head
So keep standin' on your knees
With your pretty, pretty please
Don't sneeze or they'll have your head
They'll make something out of nothing
Until you're in the red light districts
Stoned in a blind strip-tease
Pushing policies of peace for the best and the least
With the beast on call always trying to make you fall
It's a sad, sad thing to see a good man crawl
And we didn't know what to do
About love and war and truth
But we turned our eyes to you
Hey mister clown shoes I've got some bad news
Your daddy's dead in case you didn't know that yet
Hey mister clown shoes I've got some bad news
Your daddy's dead, but you still hear him talking in your head
And we're bleeding on the voice
Our choice to show the world
That we've got our shit together
Even though we make lots of noise
While we scramble to the finish
With our sloppy joes and Guinness
Like a guy who is sad
'cause all he has is dirt to fill his soap dish
Hey mister clown shoes I've got some bad news
hey mister clown shoes I've got some bad news
Hey mister clown shoes I've got some bad news
Mister clown shoes
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7. |
The Spectacle
03:58
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Just yesterday I burned my hand on my sadness
But I'm going back inside
I'll dress the wound
These kinds of things make me sick
You should not listen to this
If you know what's good, what's good for you
Just leave your words at the door
And find another place to hide
You should have nothing to do with me
You should have nothing to do with me
If there ever was a time when discretion was needed
It was yesterday when the curtain fell
And covered the acts of those whose play-acting
Cost more than the price on the ticket
As if it were necessary for them
To be here in the first place
After all, we are watching the spectacle
After all, we are watching the spectacle
After all, we are watching the spectacle
After all, we are watching the spectacle
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8. |
Light and Vanity
04:31
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With respect to those who dwell on top of the mountain
I will hold my hand down until I'm further questioned
It is not my intent to mix up men and ladies
Who would rather talk to themselves than find a friend
I can no longer leave a dying fire unattended
It is not for light
I just need more heat in my discussions
I will never let beauty go unnoticed
It has nothing to do with vanity
I just like pretty things
I just like pretty things
With respect to those who live down in the valley
I will hold my hand down until I'm further questioned
It is not my intent to mix up men and ladies
Who would rather keep to themselves than be a friend
They keep to themselves than rather be a friend
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