Pharaoh [rev. Mar. 27, 2003] |
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Hi to all the people that are selling me
Here's one straight from the factory
They've sewn my eyes up in their sockets
I dip my hand into their pockets |
Hi to all the people that are selling me
Here's one straight from the factory
They sewed their eyes into my sockets
I dip my hands into their pockets |
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Is there anybody there
I could swear I'm not alone
Show your faces if you dare
Slaving platinum to bone |
Is there anybody there
I could swear I'm not alone
Show your faces if you dare
Trading platinum for bone |
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One big man with a good connection
Takes the whole damn ship in the wrong direction
I don't mind him misinterpreting me
I hate it when he gets us lost out to sea |
One big man with the good connection
Takes the whole damn ship in the wrong direction
I don't mind him misinterpreting me
But I hate it when he gets us lost out to sea |
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Late at night when I'm lying in bed
I've got to say a prayer for my daily bread
And early in the morning when I'm still asleep
You sit upon your throne making grown men weep
With boredom |
Late at night when I'm lying in bed
I've got to say a prayer for our daily bread
And early in the morning when I'm still asleep
You sit upon your throne making grown men weep
With boredom |
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Metropolis |
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There'll never be another quite like you
I'm so involved with everything you do
Don't say nothing good will ever come of this
Don't say the damage is worse than it is |
There'll never be another quite like you
I'm so involved in everything you do
Don't say nothing good will ever come of this
Don't say the damage is much worse than it is |
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Back in Metropolis, circuses and elephants
Where the oranges grew
And back in Metropolis nothing can ever topple us
When I'm standing with you |
Back in Metropolis, circuses and elephants
Where the oranges grew
And back in Metropolis nothing can ever topple us
When I'm standing with you |
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You stare down at some crowd from your trapeze
And when you fell they fell down on their knees
And when you broke they scrambled for a piece
And when you spoke I felt their anger freeze |
You stare down the crowd's face from your trapeze
And when you fell they fell down on their knees
And when you broke they scrambled for a piece
And when you spoke I felt their anger freeze |
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Back in Metropolis, circuses and elephants
Where the oranges grew
And back in Metropolis nothing can ever topple us
When I'm standing with you
And back in Metropolis talk about a holocaust
And then visit the zoo
And back in Metropolis the weather is ridiculous
What's it all leading to |
Back in Metropolis, circuses and elephants
Where the oranges grew
And back in Metropolis nothing can ever topple us
When I'm standing with you
And back in Metropolis talk about a holocaust
And then visit the zoo
And back in Metropolis the weather is ridiculous
What's it all leading to |
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And it's only a day away
We could leave tonight
You could sleep along the way
Dream in black and white |
And it's only a day away
We could leave tonight
You could dream along the way
Dream in black and white |
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Terra Nova Cain |
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No Demo Available |
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City [rev. Mar. 27, 2003] |
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There, smoke turns into serpents in the air
Beware, there's no sanctu'ry anywhere
On this very spot, a great city once stood
It oozed with evil but it felt so good
Well I don't know
Where did it go? |
There, smoke turns into serpents in the air
Beware, there's no sanctu'ry anywhere
On this very spot, a great city once stood
It oozed with evil but it felt so good
Well I don't know
Where did it go? |
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And here, there's lots of method in the madness dear
And we're considering remaining here
On this very house a giant was born
With two angry eyes and one sharp black horn
Well I don't know
How could he grow? |
And here, there's lots of method in the madness dear
And we're considering remaining here
In this very house a giant was born
With two angry eyes and one sharp black horn
Well I don't know
How could he grow? |
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The fountains gush wine
The chimneys spurt flowers
Where me and my friends pass the fleeting hours
Well yes and no
Where did they go? |
The fountains spurt wine
And the chimneys gush flowers
Where me and my friends pass the fleeting hours
Well I don't know
Where did they go? |
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Goodbye, there's no reason, there's no alibi
I'll try to write you a letter from the cyclone's eye
On this very day, a hundred years before
They opened up the future like it was a door
Well I don't know
Where did it go? |
Goodbye, there's no reason and no alibi
I'll try to write you a letter from the cyclone's eye
On this very day, a hundred years before
They opened up the future like it was a door
Well I don't know
Where did they go? |
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The towers stretch up, the spires spiral odd
Behind the vicar's gate, the sign, "Beware of God"
Well I don't know
Where did he go? |
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Monday Morning [rev. Mar. 27, 2003] |
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Beyond the city, and evening dust
Dreams and thunder rattle the rust |
Beyond the city, and evening dust
Dreams and thunder rattle the dust |
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You had an idea that you won't have again
She's forgotten your name and hopes you'll do the same
The start of the ash, and the end of the flame
Burning you, turning you |
You had an idea that you won't have again
She's forgotten your name and hopes you'll do the same
The start of the ash, and the end of the flame
Burning you, turning you |
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There was a lifetime spent in the sun
Hundreds of chances, blew every one
Dice rolled, double six, double six, double six
Owner of trouble, flesh, blood, and bricks |
There was a lifetime spent in the sun
Hundreds of chances, blew every one
Dice rolls, double six, double six, double six
Owner of trouble, flesh, blood, and bricks |
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You had an idea that you won't have again
She's forgotten your name and hopes you'll do the same
The start of the ash, and the end of the flame
Turning you, burning you |
You had an idea that you won't have again
She's forgotten your name and hopes you'll do the same
The start of the ash, and the end of the flame
Turning you, burning you |
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Oh Monday morning, the cracks become quite clear
Oh Monday morning, take me back, leave me here |
Oh Monday morning, the cracks become quite clear
Oh Monday morning, take me back, leave me here |
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Beyond the city, and evening dust
Dreams and thunder rattle the rust |
Beyond the city, and evening dust
Dreams and thunder rattle the rust |
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You had an idea that you won't have again
She's forgotten your name and hopes you'll do the same
The start of the ash, and the end of the flame
Burning you, turning you around |
You had an idea that you won't have again
She's forgotten your name and hopes you'll do the same
The start of the ash, and the end of the flame
Burning you, turning you around |
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Russian Autumn Heart [rev. Mar. 27, 2003] |
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Warm!
...hee-up |
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Combustion, suggestions, roaring engines
Jewels and lathes that build a world
A Titanic, and Howard Hughes, an aimless king
Always spoilin' the best things you done
So red squares and wavy leaves
Delicate glass kisses, delicate lips
Russian autumn heart
Russian autumn heart |
Combustion, suggestions, roaring engines
Jewels and lathes that build a world
A Titanic, Howard Hughes, a brainless king
Boilin', spoilin' the best things you done
So red squares and wavy leaves
Delicate glass kisses, delicate lips
Russian autumn heart
I a-forbid you, you Russian autumn heart |
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Testing, digressing, falling to the earth
Red-hot spaceships with soil so rich
A trillion pennies for a handful of dust
A sight only witnessed by a mountain of ice
So red squares and wavy leaves
Sibling link meets Manchurian mink
Russian autumn heart
Russian autumn heart |
A-testing, digressing, falling to the earth
Red-hot spaceships with soil so rich
A trillion pennies for a handful of dust
A sight only witnessed by a mountain of no eyes
And so red squares and wavy leaves
Delicate glass kisses and delicate lips
You Russian autumn heart
I forbid you, you Russian autumn heart |
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Combustion, suggestions, roaring engines
Jewels and lathes that rule the world
A Titanic, and Howard Hughes, an aimless king
Always spoilin' the best things you done
So red squares and wavy leaves
Delicate glass kisses, delicate lips
Russian autumn heart
Russian autumn heart |
Titanic, Howard Hughes, a brainless king
Are boilin', spoilin' the best things you done
Combustion, suggestions, roaring engines
Jewels and lathes that build a world
So red squares and wavy leaves
Delicate glass kisses and delicate lips
You Russian autumn heart
I forbid you, you Russian autumn heart
You Russian autumn heart
I forbid you, you Russian autumn heart
Howard Hughes
The Titanic
Oh, Russian autumn heart
Oh, Russian autumn heart |
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Essence [rev. Sept. 6, 2005] |
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The universe is female
Eluding the science of men
You sway and you swagger and your neat little dagger
You're gonna blow it again |
It's not a quote from the Bible
It's not a chimp at the zoo
It's not the hand of your rival
It's not the arrival you knew |
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Prove her existence in everything
The soul of her rivers and stones
Her acquiescence in everything
Her essence, her presence, her bones |
I'll prove her existence in everything
The soul of her rivers and stones
Her acquiescence to everything
Her essence, her presence, her bones |
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Lust and law take the masculine
Ambition and war take the boys
I pin the tail on the alpha male
A little man making big noise
It's not the engine or chassis
It's not the weapon or length
Your war dance I guess got this place in this mess
But there's something that's stronger than strength
A metaphor is a goddess
A king that's fit for a queen
The opposite side of that armored old hide
I hope you know what I mean
Oh yeah |
It's not the size of the Corvair
It's not the way that you die
It's not the day that you knealt and pray
But anybody could try
It's not the buildings and railroads
It's not the harvest of corn
It's not the chassis or engine
You were manic when you were born
Oh yeah, oh yeah |
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You're Still Beautiful [rev. Mar. 27, 2003] |
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It was only seven years ago
Your mirror finally broke
Your little bunch of followers turned you into a fool
The butt of all their vicious jokes, screaming |
It was only seven years ago
When your mirror finally broke
Your little bunch of followers turned you into a fool
The butt of all their vicious jokes, screaming |
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You're still beautiful baby
Nobody can take that away
You're still beautiful baby
Even when you fall down that way |
You're still beautiful baby
Nobody can take that away
You're still wonderful baby
Even when you fall down that way |
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You turned up backstage at the palace
We thought you was wearing a mask
I felt so fucking embarrassed
When you looked at your reflection and asked, you asked |
You turned up backstage at the palace
We thought you was wearing a mask
And I felt so fucking embarassed
When you looked at your reflection and asked, you asked |
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Are you still beautiful baby?
Nobody can take that away
You're still beautiful baby
Baby don't believe what you see |
Are you still beautiful baby?
Nobody can take that away
You're still wonderful baby
Even when you fall down that way |
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Well, once upon a time I would've killed for you
I'm sorry that you got in this mess
But you're the walking picture of Dorian Gray
At least it's artistic I guess, I guess |
Now, once upon a time I would've killed for you
And I'm sorry that you got in this mess
You're the walking picture of Dorian Gray
At least it's artistic I guess, I guess |
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Disappointment [rev. Mar. 27, 2003] |
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Far below the surface, where the women sway
Green shadows greet another day
Drowned for the moment, on an empty ocean bed
And I cannot lift my head |
Far below the surface, where the women sway
Green shadows greet another day
Drowned for the moment, on an empty ocean bed
And I cannot lift my head |
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Late for an appointment, clothes everywhere
I cannot find my mem'ry anywhere
Ah, disappointment just doesn't care
Off in the distance just waiting there |
Late for an appointment, clothes everywhere
I cannot find my mem'ry anywhere
Ah, disappointment just doesn't care
Off in the distance just waiting there |
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Take back her keys, what shall we do today?
Maybe a little lunch down at the ghost cafe
Sand in my sandals, my blood feels like red wine
They say, hey everything will work out fine |
Take back her keys, what shall we do today?
Maybe a little lunch down at the ghost cafe
Sand in my sandals, my blood feels like red wine
They say, "Hey, everything will work out fine." |
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Transient |
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No Demo Available |
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Laughing |
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Five o'clock, fade away the shadows
Leaving by the window or the door
And they're laughing
Laughing at you anyway
Yeah they're laughing
Laughing at you every day |
Five o'clock, fade away the shadows
Leaving by the window or the door
And they're laughing
Laughing at you anyway
They're laughing
Laughing at you every day |
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I understood before I knew
I realized everything that was holding you
Laughing, laughing, laughing, laughing
Laughing, laughing |
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Eight o'clock, underneath the lamplight
Slow poison from a tiny little wound
And they're laughing
Laughing at you anyway
Yeah they're laughing
Laughing at you every day |
Six o'clock, walking in the lamplight
Slow poison from the tiny little wound
And they're laughing
Laughing at you anyway
And they're laughing
Laughing at you every day |
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Once, I saw what I'd become
a useless garment that wouldn't suit anyone |
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I understood before I knew
I realized I'd spend my life coming back to you
Laughing at you
Laughing at you |
I understood before I knew
I realized I'd spend my life coming back to you
Laughing at you
Laughing at you |
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Twelve o'clock, in the building of the mirrors
Recoil from my elongated twin
And he's laughing
He's laughing at you anyway
Yeah he's laughing
He's laughing at you every day |
Eight o'clock, in the building of the mirrors
Recoil from my elongated twin
And he's laughing
He's laughing at me anyway
Yeah he's laughing
Laughing at me every day |
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Then, I thought the whole thing out
Crystallized by my hopes and by your doubts
Laughing, laughing, laughing, laughing
Twelve o'clock, and the perfect ending
Love potion sure gave me strange dreams
And I'm laughing
Laughing at you anyway
And you're laughing
Laughing at me every day
I understood before I knew
I realized I'd spend my life coming back to you |
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Fading Away |
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Don't come to pieces in my hand
White stars reflecting dust and sand
That perfume makes me think of grief
Shake the faith, shake the belief |
Don't come to pieces in my hand
White stars refracted by the sand
That perfume makes me think of grief
It takes my faith, breaks my belief |
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Who's there to say that we're living this moment
Feels like I'm in a play
The sets and the props of this, your apartment
Seem to be fading away, fading away |
Who's there to say that we're living this moment
Feels like I'm in a play
The sets and the props of this, your apartment
Seem to be fading away, fading away |
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So I wander through these rooms
I feel the orbit of the moons
And I dream what I've become
And all's forgotten by the sun |
And so I wander through these rooms
I feel the orbit of the moons
I guess what I have might have done
And I dream what I've become |
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Grind [rev. Mar. 27, 2003] |
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The whine in your hand is worth two at the bar
And everybody knows what you've been drinking
Disgraceful sky flecked with a nightmare of stars
And everybody knows how you've been syncing |
The whine in your hand is worth two at the bar
And everybody knows what you've been drinking
Graceful night flecked with a nightgown of stars
And everybody knows what you've been thinking |
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Long distance century buzzes and fades
I wonder why you've not resigned
Previews, processions and parades
You've got to grind, grind it out
You've got to grind, grind it out |
Long distance century buzzes and fades
An automatic charge on your mind
Previews processions and parades
We've got to grind, grind it out |
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Line up the arrows, push off the top
This can cause sustain forever
And once it's started up, it cannot be stopped
At least it's holding us together |
Line up the arrows, push off the top
This can cause sustain forever
And once it's started up, it cannot be stopped
But it's holding us together |
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Long distance century buzzes and fades
An automatic charge on your mind
The glittering minutes, jangled decades
We've got to grind, grind it out
We've got to grind, grind it out |
Long distance century buzzes and fades
I wonder why we've not resigned
The glittering minutes, jangled decades
We've got to grind, grind it out |
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Vortex appears, unleashed by the crash
A moment marred by hesitation
Bedazzled surgeon chases the gash
And we don't need that operation
Long distance century buzzes and fades
Elysian Fields not far behind
Find me a witness amongst these shades
They've got to grind, grind it out
They've got to grind, grind it out |
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Long distance century buzzes and fades
I hope the deaf can lead the blind
Lift me up into those whirling blades
I've got to grind, grind it out
You got to grind, grind it out
We've got to grind, grind it out
We've got to grind, grind it out |
Long distance century buzzes and fades
Better take all that you can find
Lift me up into those whirling blades
I've got to grind, grind it out
I've got to grind, grind it out
We've got to grind, grind it out
We've got to grind |
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Forgotten Reign |
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I walk through the forgotten reign
An ancient central nation
Taken under the hand
Blessed like French Champagne |
I walk through the forgotten reign
An ancient central nation
Taken under the hand
Blessed like French Champagne |
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Then she moved to know him
To form a perfect creation
Exile waits on God's delights
And I accused of tasting |
Then she moved to know him
To form a perfect creation
Exile waits on God's delights
And accused of tasting |
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All the secrets of the past come floating from their caves
Calling like a siren through the waves |
All the secrets of the past come floating from their caves
Calling like a siren through the waves
(Overcome... Icy comets/I see columns (1:24, 2:29, 3:41)) |
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The great great river flowed away
Across the sands we lived again
Leaderless, began our fight
Evolution in decay
Priests with hair and eyes so clear
Appealed upon to return
Struck up his flying caravan
Said fifteen years I've been here |
The great great river flowed away
Across the sands we lived again
Leaderless, began our fight
Evolution in decay
Priests with hair and eyes so clear
Appealed upon to return
Struck up his flying caravan
Said fifteen years I've been here |
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Bloodless soldier meet a lot of phone rings and (2:52)
It's gonna take a long time |
Bloodless soldier meet a lot of phone rings (2:52)
It's gonna take a long time |
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Floats in the air
Attuned for wings
Prophets schooled
Language lost along the line |
Floats in the air
Attuned for wings
Prophets schooled
Language lost along the line |
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Hunter |
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A silver lamp-lit sign
Flashes in the rain
Inside the taxi
That takes me to my plane
And the party's over
With a head that throbs
It's none of my business you see
I'm just doing my job |
A silver lamp-lit sign
Flashes in the rain
Inside the taxi
That takes me to my plane
And the party's over
With a head that throbs
It's none of my business you see
I'm just doing my job |
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I'm gonna track you down
[L](Lived by the sword, dies by the sword)
[R](He obeys the law, where the stuff is sold)
I'm gonna catch your scent
[L](Bind our hands on the wall, everything else looks sore)
[R](What we do it for, and the casts are sore)
I'm gonna spring your trap
[L](And the casts have soul, what can you use them for)
[R](Then you ran to the hall, bind their hands to the wall)
I'm gonna track you down
[L](Locusts steal the sword, the air occurs the sword)
[R](Die by the sword, lived by the sword)
| I'm gonna track you down
[L](He obeys the law, where the stuff is sold)
[R](Lived by the sword, died by the sword)
I'm gonna catch your scent
[L](What we do it for, and the casts are sore)
[R](Bind our hands to the wall, and they run to fall)
I'm gonna spring my trap
[L](Then you ran to fall, bind their hands on the wall)
[R](And the casts have soul, what can do it for)
I'm gonna track you down
[L](Die by the sword, lived by the sword)
[R](A lot of stuff is soaring, the error praise the Lord) |
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And let's see, you were last seen leaving Tony's Bar
With a dark suspicious man
And some intoxicated woman
'Cause your wife doesn't understand
A carnation in your buttonhole
Greed inside your veins
Smooth threats and promises
Hotel rooms and chains |
Now let's see, you were last seen leaving Tony's Bar
With a dark suspicious man
And some intoxicated woman
'Cause your wife doesn't understand
A carnation in your buttonhole
And greed inside your veins
Smooth threats and promises
Hotel rooms and chains |
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Closing in like snow and rust
Leave you high and dry
First you're gonna simmer
Then you're gonna fry |
Closing in like snow and rust
Leave you high and dry
First you're gonna simmer
Then you're gonna fry |
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Much Too Much |
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(...and much too much
And far too many
And much too much) |
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There's a fire in the eastern perimeter
There's an alligator in the stew
And everybody who's going to heaven
Would they kindly stand in this queue |
There's a fire in the eastern perimeter
There's an alligator in the stew
And everybody who's going to heaven
Would they kindly stand in this queue |
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Because there's far too many
And there's much too much
When the news sinks in holding on to our skin
I only want to give you a touch |
Because there's far too many
And there's much too much
When the news sinks in holding on to our skin
I only want to give you a touch |
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At the break of day I was breaking
At the fall of night well I fell
Like a fool I wept as the starbeams crept
Illuminating this hell |
At the break of day I was breaking
At the fall of night well I fell
Like a fool I wept as the starbeams crept
Illuminating this hell |
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Because there's far too many
And there's much too much
When the news sinks in holding on to our skin
I only want to give you a touch |
And there's far too many
And there's much too much
When the news sinks in holding on to our skin
And I only want to give you a touch |
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Don't ask me if I'm ready
I'm standing with my ticket in hand
When the boss comes back and he looks at this crack
He sure ain't gonna understand |
Don't ask me if I'm ready
I'm standing with my ticket in hand
When the boss comes back and he looks at this crack
He sure ain't gonna understand |
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Because there's far too many
And there's much too much
When the news sinks in holding on to our skin
I only want to give you a touch |
And there's far too many
And there's much too much
When the news sinks in holding on to our skin
I only want to give you a touch (touch, touch, touch) |
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Desert |
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I, I am the stranger this time around
You, you are the changeless sounds of sand
I could be here forever riding this death
You, you are the distance, my clown |
I, I am the stranger this time around
You, you are the changeless sounds of sand
I could be here forever riding this death
You, you are the distance, my clown |
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I fall down in the sun
I become everyone who ever walked this way
Where the desolate places meet the oasis
Empty spaces of today |
I fall down in the sun
I become everyone who ever walked this way
Where the desolate places meet the oasis
Empty spaces of today |
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I, I am the journey into the haze
You, you are the hill of yesterdays
I, I am the pulse of the heat
You, you are the name of every man that I meet |
I, I am the journey into the haze
You, you are the hill of yesterdays
I, I am the pulse of the heat
You, you are the name of every man that I meet |
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Take It Back |
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She said thanks for the present
Thanks for the future, too
But it'll take something better than this clichéd love letter
To make me come back to you |
She said thanks for the present
Thanks for the future, too
But it'll take something better than this clichéd love letter
To make me come back to you |
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You better take it back (take it to the metal)
Take it back (take it to the bone)
Take it back (take it anywhere I want)
Take it back (take it all back home) |
You better take it back (take it to the metal)
Take it back (take it to the bone)
Take it back (take it anywhere I want)
Take it back (take it all back home) |
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When I first arrived in this brand new life
With my halo and clean slate
But then I dabbled and I meddled till I couldn't backpedal
And I hate my fate |
When I first arrived in this brand new life
With my halo and clean slate
But then I dabbled and I meddled till I couldn't backpedal
And I hate my fate |
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I want to take it back (take it to the metal)
Take it back (take it to the bone)
Take it back (take it anywhere I want)
Take it back (take it all back home) |
I want to take it back (take it to the metal)
Take it back (take it to the bone)
Take it back (take it anywhere I want)
Take it back (take it all back home) |
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She said thanks for the memory
She said thanks for the booze
She said thanks for everything that made me sing
These elemental breakdown blues |
She said thanks for the memory
She said thanks for the booze
She said thanks for everything that made me sing
These elemental breakdown blues |
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Why don't you take it back (take it to the metal)
Take it back (take it to the bone)
Take it back (take it anywhere I want)
Take it back (take it all back home) |
Why don't you take it back (take it to the metal)
Take it back (take it to the bone)
Take it back (take it anywhere I want)
Take it back (take it all back home) |
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Dream |
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Washed into a sentimental group
Loneliness ??? (0:06)
Battle-clad Byzantium command
And these dark cards look nothing like my hand |
Washed into a sentimental group
Loneliness ??? (0:10)
Battle-clad Byzantium command
And these dark cards look nothing like my hand |
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Lightning strikes a second time
Songbird knows just when to die
Emperor cries immortal from the grime
Sun is in the hole in the sky |
Lightning strikes a second time
Songbird knows just when to die
Emperor cries immortal from the grime
Sun is in the hole in the sky |
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Emptiness builds up with perfumed pride
There's an enemy cruising on the plain tonight
Harmony is lost and then it's wet
Don't know how I'm so far off from my bed |
Emptiness builds up with perfumed pride
There's an enemy cruising on the plain tonight
Harmony is lost and then it's wet
Don't know how I'm so far off from my bed |
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Memories of serpents in the drain
Melting like ice cream in the rain
As my self grows closer to the grave |
Memories of serpents in the drain
Melting like ice cream in the rain
As my self grows closer to the grave |
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The Feast |
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Album Version |
Demo Version |
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There were many guests at the table
Misfortune, jealousy, and sloth
Acting fine, drink the wine
Spill it on the tablecloth |
There were many guests at the table
Misfortune, jealousy, and sloth
Acting fine, drink the wine
Spill it on the tablecloth |
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What a surprise for you to come home to
Look through the eyes that you've grown used to |
What a surprise for you to come home to
Look through the eyes that you've grown used to |
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It's impossible (yes I know)
It's too tempting too (I admit)
It's unforgivable
But I have nothing to lose |
It's impossible (yes I know)
It's too tempting too (I admit)
It's unforgivable
But I have nothing to lose |
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Then when the feast was over
The guests withdrew to the fire
Talking proud, laughing out loud
To pretend, deceive and admire |
Then when the feast was over
The guests withdrew to the fire
Talking proud, laughing out loud
To pretend, deceive and admire |
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(Three blind mice, three blind mice) |
(Three blind mice, three blind mice) |
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Rats danced on the Persian rug
The cats fell down drunk in the chair
They reverted again to women and men
If only you had been there |
Rats danced on the Persian rug
The cats fell down drunk in the chair
They reverted again to women and men
If only you had been there |
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Wardance (Unreleased Demo) |
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Album Version |
Demo Version |
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[Not available on any album] |
Everybody's got to volunteer
Somebody crept in when we weren't here
Things are looking good this year
I wish I could sweetly crush her neck
All of Rome had only just one neck
I could teach them some respect
I could make things difficult for you
Be the cleansing scourge you want me to
I never pass up a golden chance
Now watch me do my old wardance
I made more money and more made
If I am to rule the roost again
A fighting cock among the hens
Retaliation baby
Retaliation
I take my work home with me at night
Knotting, plotting till I get it right
Until I get you in my sights
(Alright) |
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