1. |
Going To Hell
03:39
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I'd like to see him take a nasty fall,
wouldn't mind to see him lose it all.
Maybe thrown out the window at his hotel,
or perhaps just rot in a prison cell.
Oh well, guess I'm going to hell.
I cast a spell, guess I'm going to hell.
I guess I'd like to see him sweat,
have him go even deeper into debt.
I'd like to see him fall down a well,
or maybe bumped off by a drug cartel.
Oh well, guess I'm going to hell.
I cast a spell, guess I'm going to hell.
I shouldn't have these dark feelings,
but I'm so sick of his dirty dealings.
He's individual one, now out of Washington,
but maybe going to Arlington.
Oh well, guess I'm going to hell.
I cast a spell, guess I'm going to hell.
Oh well, guess I'm going to hell.
I cast a spell, guess I'm going to hell.
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2. |
Inside Out
02:17
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I think I'm inside out, don't know what it's all about.
I don't know which way is which, certainly have some doubts.
My label is showing, feel so exposed.
Don't know where I'm going - a location undisclosed.
I think I'm upside down, my head is touching the ground.
I don't know which way is up, I'm just hanging around.
My label is showing, feel so exposed.
Don't know where I'm going - a location undisclosed.
I think I'm inside out, don't know what it's all about.
I don't know which way is which, certainly have some doubts.
I think I'm inside out. I think I'm inside out.
I think I'm inside out. I think I'm inside out.
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3. |
The Ride
02:41
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We're here for the ride then we fade away.
Gone quicker than the blink of an eye.
No more sadness, no more drama,
no more pain when it's time to fly.
Into the ether - all the little creatures.
Lets have some fun before we say goodbye.
We're on this ride together.
We need to love each other.
We're here for the ride then we fade away.
Gone quicker than the blink of an eye.
No more sadness, no more drama,
no more pain when it's time to fly.
Into the ether - all the little creatures.
Lets have some fun before we say goodbye.
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4. |
Ghost Train
02:51
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5. |
When God Is On Your Side
03:41
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The bigot and evangelical - two peas in a pod.
With their spoiled children who carry their spare rods.
Killing is much more fun when God is on your side.
Your cause is righteous, and you're filled with pride.
Killing is much more fun when God is on your side.
Your conscience is clear with the lord as your guide.
Their guns are loaded, they're running around halfcocked.
These fascist Nazis - they must be stopped.
Killing is much more fun when God is on your side.
Your cause is righteous, and you're filled with pride.
Killing is much more fun when God is on your side.
Your conscience is clear with the lord as your guide.
These flag waving deplorables - they truly are quite odd.
Apologists for the elite, wrapped in a blanket of God.
Killing is much more fun when God is on your side.
Your cause is righteous, and you're filled with pride.
Killing is much more fun when God is on your side.
Your conscience is clear with the lord as your guide.
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6. |
Déjà Vu
02:26
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Got a funny feeling I've been here before.
My head is reeling as I open the door.
This line I travel in the continuum -
got a certain smell, got a familiar hum.
Déjà vu - I'm talking to you.
It may be the future, it may be the past.
Life moves quickly, it goes by so fast.
Seems like yesterday I was just a lad.
Now I'm old and gray and lonely and sad.
Déjà vu - I'm talking to you.
What was I before and what will I be after?
Tired of all the tears, tired of the laughter.
Got a funny feeling I've been here before.
My head is reeling as I open the door.
This line I travel in the continuum -
got a certain smell, got a familiar hum.
Déjà vu - I'm talking to you.
Déjà vu - I'm talking to you.
Déjà vu - I'm talking to you.
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7. |
After A While
03:34
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Dealing with grief takes some time.
There is no reason, there is no rhyme.
The loss consumes you, it doesn't seem real.
But it's true what they say - that time will heal.
After a while - you will forget the end.
Then you remember the good times and you'll just smile.
After a while - you will forget the end.
Then you remember the good times and you'll just smile.
After a while - you will forget the end.
Then you remember the good times and you'll just smile.
After a while - you will forget the end.
Then you remember the good times and you'll just smile.
You remember their face, and forget what you were thinking of.
You hear their laughter and feel their love.
After a while - you will forget the end.
Then you remember the good times and you'll just smile.
After a while - you will forget the end.
Then you remember the good times and you'll just smile.
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8. |
Breathing
03:01
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9. |
Taste Of Your Medicine
02:06
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I've had a dose of my own medicine,
it left a bitter taste on my tongue.
I think I've learned my lesson,
your rejection really stung.
Think you're good for what ails me,
you're like a fine wine.
Would like a taste of your medicine,
I'm really sick of mine.
Been in a funk eating just desserts,
hope you didn't get the wrong impression.
Maybe we could have some coffee
and some pie at the delicatessen.
Think you're good for what ails me,
you're like a fine wine.
Would like a taste of your medicine,
I'm really sick of mine.
Think we're made for each other,
but I know I make some gaffes.
Hope you will forgive me,
I really miss your laughs.
Think you're good for what ails me,
you're like a fine wine.
Would like a taste of your medicine,
I'm really sick of mine.
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10. |
Say It Ain't So Joe
02:51
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Say it ain't so, Joe. Say it ain't so, Joe.
You played hard, you gave it your all. Say it ain't so, Joe.
You started with the Athletics then with the Naps.
Then you joined the White Sox 'til it all collapsed.
Say it ain't so, Joe. Say it ain't so, Joe.
You muffed some catches in exchange for some green.
It was the Black Sox scandal of 1919.
Say it ain't so, Joe. Say it ain't so, Joe.
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11. |
Can Wait Till Tomorrow
03:09
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I got nowhere to go, got time on my hands.
Have things to work on, I've got big plans.
Need to start a new project, but I feel rather glum.
Can wait till tomorrow, but what if tomorrow never comes?
Think I need to go with the flow,
see where the truth guides me to go.
I'm running out of ideas, feeling kind of dumb.
Can wait till tomorrow, but what if tomorrow never comes?
The world's out of control, got a deadly pandemic.
I need to stay healthy, can't afford to get sick.
I procrastinate doing things, and my mind is numb.
Can wait till tomorrow, but what if tomorrow never comes?
Ya know, I think I've lost my way -
maybe don't have the right feng shui.
I'm running out of ideas, feeling kind of dumb.
Can wait till tomorrow, but what if tomorrow never comes?
Can wait till tomorrow, but what if tomorrow never comes?
Can wait till tomorrow, but what if tomorrow never comes?
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12. |
Together Forever
04:01
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We can hold each other's hand
as the hourglass runs out of sand.
We did not heed the call,
now we are going to fall
together, forever. Together, forever.
Stupid people will kill us all.
They ignore science, follow a cabal.
If we cannot adapt and evolve,
we will just simply dissolve
together, forever. Together, forever.
We are the cancer,
The earth is the host.
Hurricanes flood the south
while the west coast is toast.
Way past the tipping point,
might as well smoke a joint.
If we can't get along with,
then we will surely perish
together, forever. Together, forever.
We can hold each other's hand
as the hourglass runs out of sand.
We did not heed the call,
now we are going to fall
together, forever. Together, forever.
Together, forever.
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