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More More More
05:26
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Gonna start a fight tonight.
Gold to buy the public power.
To keep my friends well fed.
To guarantee so much more more more.
Sold to the highest bidder.
In back room delation our fingers claw
We want more more more.
Toe the line, toe the line. We toe the line.
Gonna start a fight tonight.
Hush.
Dim the lights and draw the curtains.
Keep outside eyes outside.
We arbitrate for more more more.
Then shout our underwritten opinion on daytime television.
Our talking points yell we want more more more.
Toe the line, toe the line. We toe the line.
Got a devil in my soul.
He's paid to be there.
More more more. We want it all.
We want it all.
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2. |
Oh Now Baby
04:16
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Oh now baby, tell me what I gotta do to have you come over.
I'd love to have your company.
Oh now baby, tell me what I gotta do to make you come over.
I'd love to have your company.
I fell for you so come over.
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Bloodsucker
01:37
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It would have been a good idea, had it been yours.
You were so sure everyone loved you, but then you asked.
You didn't like what you heard, 'cause it went something like this:
Oh, why can't you leave us alone?
You make the cut, pick the scab, and come back for more.
Oh, why can't you leave us alone?
You make the cut, pick the scab, and come back for more.
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4. |
Find Me The Savory Sound
05:33
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Day, another day, full of life without living.
Void of hot and cold, a nine to five with no flavor.
It's a fallen fortress.
It's a river damned.
It should flow throughout you,
But you built the damn.
Go out of the city.
Find me the savory sound.
Go out of the city.
Find me the savory sound.
Dull shades of grey pass on by with no color.
Time marches on, and your face feels much older.
It's a fallen fortress.
It's a river damned.
It should flow throughout you,
But day by day you built the damn.
Go out of the city.
Find me the savory sound.
Go out of the city.
Find me the savory sound.
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5. |
Holy Holy
04:41
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Holy holy walking down, down the street.
Looking left, left, right for catastrophe.
Hoping he can start one 'cause he wants to be famous in the movies or a magazine.
But I, I saw it coming.
But I knew what was coming.
I saw the gun hidden in his book.
His fake shiny teeth told me he's a crook.
So I went home and locked myself in 'cause I want no part in this.
No one noticed the signs.
He makes your face all red for the things you've done.
He makes your belly all yellow for the things that you didn't.
And when you're left with nothing but blue he says "I know the score, yeah, I've been there before, so
Hand me the money, I'll give you the honey.
A sweet sugar taste is what you need to get you out of bed and up onto your feet.
So sign the dotted line for absolution from all the shame I forced you to."
So he sold it again.
No no, its criminal. Its criminal. Its fear.
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