1. |
Total Bust
01:24
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2. |
Fire Hands
03:54
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fire hands, you had the right plan
to tour my underwater land
now you want love, shocked when you found it out
strap on your rough glove
you'll find that you like it rough
(rough housing)
i used to sit on the water's edge, throwing pine cones at the sky
you used to sing on the underground, circa 1996, or so you've been telling me...
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3. |
Bruce Springsteen
03:37
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The muscle heroes of the board walk,
purple visions of the buggy boyz, in the early morning
no more woes,
lay me back television calls
no more bruce,
no more woes
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4. |
Los Angeles
03:00
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I'm glad that you entered my lifespan
I'm glad that you kept me alive
You're right in pretending I'm spiteful
You're wrong that we ended in strife
<3
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5. |
Bounce Haus
04:09
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6. |
Millenium Wet Dream
04:42
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7. |
Catapult
03:31
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for almost always he carried with him
a dry white cocoon for his mistress
and searching for a home where she could
attain the sacrifice and feel reborn
because she strives to attain the highest perfections
it's yours and ours to figure out
but it's alright
cuz space will carry our weight
the suns will yield to our speed
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8. |
Breathe Magic
03:45
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you were a stranger, the chemical-ed breast kid
whose ceiling of stars, green-glowed your shot to the testement
your flickering hands - resonate, cover everything
and i know that stoned
but as long as you can't buy the stars you can live in my car, in sunscreen if the radio plays out of tune
but you've got some soul in this animal
full fleshed it bleeds for the cannibals
you're sloshed, waiting for the bomb to drop
I've got trust issues that are gonna pop
corsets fitted and busts uplifted
in chinese movies, expensive tickets
so dab the rag, hot holiday swag
force flush the kidneys and open up the sky so you can breathe
breathe, breathe magic
when it comes breathe magic
running down the street cars, letting it breathe
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9. |
Buggy Boyz
03:16
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10. |
Patch
02:26
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We're sitting in,
in an old cop car
struggling with something to write
and you tap me on the head with your drunk-ass smile
it's something i could write a song about
In you, in a cop car
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