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Sonny Bono
03:29
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The sun is rising of the water
bleached white bones, your southern daughter
drag the deep and watch our bridges melt away
Still in dreams I see this face
two blackened eyes in empty space
but now that's leaving with the coming of the day
The crows still sing this tune
carving craters in the moon
can't forget it all too soon
I've been down paths so dim
now there's something closing in
there's something closing in
Brought some gas to scorch the earth
and watch the flames dance to the birth
of buildings raised with open arms up to the sky
Still you see the ground is burning
from the top your wheels are turning
breathe the smoke and hold your breath and try to fly
Remember what they mean
or you'll never come out clean
see the sirens as a sign
Stop, know what's in store
or don't bother me no more
what was yours can just be mine.
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Punch Brunch
04:19
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I've been down here once before
two times, three times and maybe four
I'm still looking for a way out
These thoughts move just like the sea
toss and turn and wash all over me
I'm still looking for a way out
I've been down here once or twice
two times, three times and it ain't nice
I'm still looking for a way out
These thoughts shine just like the sun
rise and fall and burn on everyone
I'm still looking for a way out
We sat like stones
overthrown and overblown
I wouldn't go there
After all of these years
I would have been pissed
but I wasn't dismissed and I wouldn't know
I wouldn't go there
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Stoplights (rough)
04:59
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Stoplights watch all the smoke rise from the ground
Streets don't glow like they used to in this town
and it's going faster than eyes can see
It's all going faster than words we speak
In cardboard houses the cutout kids still dream
We're in too deep with this dead-Locke nature scene
and the past is reaching up from under my feet
and the wind is whipping, sidewalk's cracking over the street.
We've seen too much for these brain-worms to ever let you go.
You've seen too much, we've all seen enough to know we'll never know.
Growing up you sat in crowds
you had your head tucked in the sand
Now you've been 'round the block enough
to know there's no one there to hold your hand
If you want out, you'd better go fast
If you're not quick enough they just might
bust your ass
it's bad to die first
but it's worst to die alone
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Golden Age
03:43
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Well, my city don't exist
It's on a map you might've missed
but all the streets are freshly paved
But with the buildings burning down
the night is squirming with the sounds
of people crying to be saved
We're built on ghosts
We are built on rotting posts
the foundation's giving way
to a new day
We're built on graves
on crooked games and masquerades
Come on, baby, it's the golden age.
Well, my city don't exist
It's on a map you might've missed
but all the streets are paved with gold
But with the buildings burning down
the night is squirming with the sounds
of people bought and people sold
We're built on ghosts
We are built on rotting posts
the foundation's giving way
to a new day
We're built on graves
on crooked games and masquerades
Come on, baby, it's the golden age.
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