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Golden light
Golden light (more)
When I see you
My, oh my
I just want to be near you
Why's that such a crime?
Downtown is crowded
No one knows we're here
Step into the light a moment (moment)
And the whole world disappears
Because the smell of you
And a touch from you
Makes my heart a stew
Intoxicating, true
But it's only for a while
Like a dance gone out of style
(I only want to see you in)
All day long is boring
like my laptop background
I just want to hold you, hold you, hold
But you're simply not around
In distant summers
When the world is hot and tired
When our town loses power
Can I have you by my side?
Because the smell of you
And a touch from you
Makes my heart a stew
Intoxicating, true
But it's only for a while
Like a dance gone out of style
I can't say your name out loud
From the city in the clouds
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2. |
City In The Clouds
03:18
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There's a city in the clouds
Vanilla streaks 'cross the sky
Then has made it a crown
But the streets are full of spies
Never mind the next spill
We're on the hunt for cheap gas
On our minds is drill baby, drill baby
Until the sun comes up, until the sun comes up
Who cares if it lasts
Or it burns out fast?
We were born on the Silver Spoon Estate
Like a Mercedes Benz between friends
We're getting comfortable
In the heat
(ied annog lla er'ew)
There's a river running by
Marks a violence in the air
I wouldn't want to be from the east side
Levees don't work there, I heard that no one cares
Stay away from our stash
We fill the air with cheap wine
The highway lanes free the gas
White boys with too much time, they'll build us a shrine
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Grocery List
03:05
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What do you want?
(Frozen peas)
What do you want?
(Lima beans)
What do you want?
(Mac n cheese)
What do you want?
(whole wheat bread)
What do you want?
(something healthy)
What do you want?
(roasted pepper hummus)
I'm a fool to bag you twice
I don't have time to say the weather's nice
My way back from work I found a dime, a dime, a dime
Called it a raise and held it high
In the streetlight where it did shine
The glass shards of my drink
punctured a hole in my meditation
What do you want?
(meatballs)
What do you want?
(glass of milk)
What do you want?
(filet mignon)
What do you want?
(light ranch dressing)
What do you want?
(shredded cheese)
What do you want?
( Juul pods)
She is looking at my hands
On our break I smoke her favorite brand
Her two-tone lips were bought in store, in store, in store
What can't I use my discount for?
A life of luxury
And weekends of relaxation
What do you want?
(cheap beer)
What do you want?
(classy wine)
What do you want?
(John Grisham novels)
What do you want?
(kitty litter)
What do you want?
(kitty litter)
What do you want?
(kitty litter)
Justice is the underdog
Coming slowly to the city of smog
Like words on the tip of the tongue, the tongue, the tongue
Or one last breath from dying lungs
Jackboots with the laces all undone
And who will be
The benefitting generation?
What do you want?
(cough medicine)
What do you want?
(my stomach hurts)
What do you want?
(I can't hear you!)
What do you want?
(Move please)
What do you want?
(I have to sneeze)
What do you want?
(We're done here)
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4. |
Backcountry Novocaine
02:41
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Backcountry novocaine
Let me see you smile again
Men with power go to hell
To sniff upon that fiery smell
Each one gets a dusted grave
Eulogy and proper shave
But someone's gotta do the work
Stop me before I go berserk
Believing him
When he says it's only a disguise
Worst of kin
Stacking guns in his toy chest for the night
Forgiving skin
Making one decision for your whole life
The world is thin
A fragile bulb in a single ray of light
Signals form like crosshairs
Tells the body don't be scared
Predator eat carnivore
'Til carnivore don't eat more
It puts the needle in the groove
Everybody stop! Everybody move!
Farm country all alone
How could I forget my phone?
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Fun Time Havin' A Ball
03:53
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Fun time, havin' a ball
Don't be lazy, gotta drink it all
Everybody, let's go to the roof
Snap a vid, yeah, we need proof
But don't stare
In the void
For too long
Or you might have your mind destroyed
By the void
If you're wrong
Richard says, 'I think he's dead,
His face is the color of lead'
Danny says, 'My dad's the DA
the dead don't talk and the rich don't pay'
(Don't leave me alone)
Grab the keys, let's go for a drive
I bet this thing can go 85
Jenny says, 'The street's a dead end
Like the lives we spent trying to comprehend'
(Don't stare in the void for too long
it might be too much to handle)
Mind wants body and soul
It's always trying to take control
Let's get together one more time
Don't look down, take my hand, let's climb and climb
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6. |
Desert Casino
04:08
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Good luck is
Smooth like
The desert sands on a
Windless night
When I turned
Twenty-one
A black cate was running down a
ragged nun
When the chips were down
I was wrapped in gloom
When they'd all run out
You opened up your room
I couldn't believe
When my summer was through
All my bad luck led to you
I ran over
An antique mirror
To see myself
A little clearer
I walked the streets
All alone
Until I found you
In my phone
I pour water slowly
(Into the fragile vase of your lungs)
The seeds burst upward
(From your heart, the flowers push)
Finally by morning
(Through the black soil of your breath)
Out of your lips
(Never stop. Never. Never. Now)
It's become too much for me
(This life around the desert casino)
Salamanders on the hood
(Of a pale blue chevrolet)
The jagged pieces
(Of last night's games lie)
Across the checkered sand
(With the shattered teeth of coyote)
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7. |
Knack For Excellence
03:41
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We split the atom and waited for confirmation
Stalling for time I submitted my resignation
But it's alright
I know someone who knows someone
with a knack for excellence
(get along little doggy)
The cobra is ready, I know because I fed him
But has he forgotten how good it feels to surrender?
Well it's alright
He knows someone who knows someone
with a knack for excellence
(get along little snakey)
Ghost in my coffee, freedom in my wallet
I walk toward the sunset, hurl like a diamond
I know someone who knows someone
with a knack for excellence
(get along Lefty)
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8. |
Keyboard Warrior
03:48
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Griped away
Typed away
To prove that you're wrong
Men have died
Sisters cried
To hold back meaty throngs
'Cuz it's a world that you don't understand
We're going to take power from your sweaty hands
Imagine the earth charred and dark
Blood rains on your kids' park
All our neighbors have gone astray
But they'll rue the day
Send out the dead so we know this is real
Rewrite history for wider appeal
On a board without much to say
Just a meme a day
Do we seek in live or hate?
Is armageddon good or great?
Does my keyboard make a sound
when no one's around?
You gave us the news, chattering on
From a time that's lost and gone
Try to scream! Try to shout!
With no voice
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9. |
Tropical Morning
03:13
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Tropical morning
White heat burns me
Tropical morning
Feeling guilty and dirty
Tropical warning
Lights flash on my screen
Tropical warning
The wind blows through me
Stormwater sprays
On the white tourist renegades
Who's been on the beach for days and days...
But I'm not afraid
Because my courage comes in a cup
And the consequences are always the same
My love from above
Blocks out the sun
And tells me to come inside, that's enough fun
Six feet below
The waves of a mighty show
Buried in a shirt of a peninsula in day-glo
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The Risk Machine
02:25
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The Risk Machine makes workplace deaths a thing of the past
Two jolts behind the eyes helps employees last
They'll be as good as new, though some have a morning ache
Other effects include feeling dead awake
Industry, death is not the end
Those fallow fields will sprout again
Shrinking margins, old work boots
Some dead limbs bear their fruits
Undo delete and then press send
The night hides an oily sheen, and wheels start skidding
To choose eternal holidays or work so middling
Walking down humid, dusty halls; stealing your neighbors
Sailing winds to sudden early light or productive ghost labor
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11. |
Century On Fire
03:20
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We are the girls
We are the boys
With the bad intentions
We don't like to be bored
We'll always want more
We are the moon
We are the stars
We shine when you're not looking
We don't want to be seen
Or disturb the serene
Born in the wrong year
Too late or early to live without fear
But we're trying to escape
Century on fire
Preaching to the global empire
Pointing out they're making a big mistake
Young and dumb
But not fooled by talk of freedom
Not when our work gets us nowhere
Red in the face
But living life at our own pace
Winning the war because no one cares
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12. |
I Can't Handle The Dark
04:29
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Friends who say they knew me say they knew me well
I'm stuck inside this room looking out into hell
Death is all around me and it's ringing the bell
I went to open the door but you were holding the key
I might be absent-minded but I got no one to be
But I'm dancing like I know the choreography
I miss the hell out of you
If you open that door, I'll walk on through
On the other side, I hear an army of harps
But you always said I can't handle the dark
I was swimming on a sea of mosaic tiles
It was the first time a baby splashed with so much style
But so many years have made me such a reptile
The sound crickets chirping reminds me of the stars
Like twinkling fireflies in mason jars
None of which I'd say would make it in my memoir
And when it's time for me, I hope that door still works
I can hear you now say where you been you jerk
And did you bring a pair of undies and a clean shirt?
They can say I fought like the kindest king
But all I did was pull a very tiny string
In a flash I saw a little bit of everything
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Eric Tegethoff Orlando, Florida
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