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The Plan (As It Stands)
04:57
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Live well beyond your means, don't save a goddamn penny
When everything you need is everything that's funny
Something's going to happen
Things are going to change
It's daylight savings
You don't need to tell me
How things go
Don't you tell me I could be anything
When I grow old
I don't want to be the president
I don't want to kill the innocent
Walk around the godforsaken town, taking drugs of various amounts
And we'd all feel bad if our kids were all such scumbags
There's a green sky today
Even the birds are running away
But I won't tell you nothing
That you don't already know
We're all just funny looking animals
Don't just tell me, I can be anything
Bought and sold
I don't want to be the president
I don't want to kill the innocent
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2. |
New Shade of Rouge
03:04
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NEW SHADE OF ROUGE
Sometimes when I look at you I trace the lines that you're cutting through
Sometimes when you're feeling blue l paint your face with a new shade of rouge
Oh ohoh oh ohoh new kind of rouge
Oh ohoh oh ohoh new kind of rouge
I don't like to use my words lightly cause I'm trying to crush you babe
I don't like to use my words lightly cause I'm trying to rush your blood to your cheeks
Blush blush blush blush for me
Blush blush blush blush for me
Sometimes when I look at you I trace the lines that you're cutting through
Sometimes when you're feeling blue l paint your face with a new shade of rouge
Oh ohoh oh ohoh new kind of rouge
Oh ohoh oh ohoh new kind of rouge
Blush for me baby, I slide right in your drivers seat
Blue for me baby, smeared across the honey street
I don't like to use my words lightly cause I'm trying to crush you babe
I don't like to use my words lightly cause I'm trying to rush your blood to your cheeks
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3. |
Perfect Dayglow
04:06
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Perfect days
Coming our way
But perfect days
Can't always live up to their names
On perfect days
Girls look more gorgeous
I don't know how they do it
Perfect days
In my mind's eye
It's alternate suns
Lighting up the horizon, risen
And burning off the wings
Of every flying thing
I guess it's just how I see things
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Some perfect days
Make rivers run the wrong way
Find the needle in the hay
You've always got to expect delays
On perfect days
When the record never skips
When the vein never slips
Hold onto your love convulse and kick
In my mind's eye
It's alternate suns
Lighting up the horizon, risen
And burning off the wings
Of every of flying thing
I guess it's just how I see things
Glowing, glowing
Glowing, glowing
Oh, it's so beautiful
I wish you could see the days as I do
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4. |
Pick Up
03:36
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1000 cigarette butts
In every parking lot
No matter how much you sweep and you clean
They're always gonna be there
You gotta pick pick pick them up
All burned out
1000 blackbirds fell from the sky
1000 blackbirds fell from the sky
And we don't know why and next the cattle will all die
And we don't know why and next the cattle will all die
You gotta pick pick pick them up
Put them in a pie
1000 towns become one city
1000 towns become one city
In the blink of an eye
Have you ever seen something quite as ugly
Sometimes you can tell
Sometimes you got to see for yourself
Every party needs a clown
To know not to do coke with all the kids around
Or put em in the ground
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5. |
Aldous Huxley
02:40
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ALDOUS HUXLEY
I want to be like Aldous Huxley
Like Aldous Huxley
With 100 hits of acid
On his death bed
Now that's what I call living
Although I may be gone
You can find me
I know there's nothing beyond
I want to be like Aldous Huxley
Like Aldous Huxley
With 100 hits of acid
On his death bed
Now that's what I call living
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6. |
My Little Porno
04:45
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She is my little porno
My mind is her home
And in lucid dreams
I take her with me
Make her do as I please
Do as I please
I have to double check
Everything's where I left it
I have to obsess
Everything's where I left it
I have to double check
Everything's where I left it
I have to obsess
Everything's where I left it
Yet I am such a mess
Everything's where I left it
Yet I am such a mess
Everything's where I left it
You're still the only one
That I love
You're still the only one
That gets me off
She is my little porno
My mind is her home
And in lucid dreams
I take her with me
Make her do as I please
Do as I please
The sun rules the outside
We settled for the basement
The sun rules the outside
We settled into complacent replacement
Are you tweaking out?
Are you tweaking out?
Are you tweaking out?
Are you tweaking out?
You're still the only one
That I love
You're still the only one
That gets me off
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So Tesla was wrong
There's no perpetual motion after all
Yet, the mad scientist in me still believes
Her body is some sort of time machine
And I am the time traveler
Into a worm hole
At the bottom of a bottle
Of an unstable black label Collapsing in on itself
So let's have a drink, talk of creation
So let's have a drink, not think of destinations
I built you first in my dreams
Then there you were
I built you first in my dreams
Then there you were
So Tesla got it wrong
There's no perpetual motion after all
Yet, the mad romantic in me still believes
Her body is some sort of time machine
And I am the time traveler
It's electricity's pulse, a hummingbird's note
It's a soft velvet rope, her hands dropping her cloak
It's electricity's pulse, a hummingbird's note
It's a soft velvet rope, her hands dropping her cloak
It's like being taken by the flow
I built you first in my dreams
Then there you were
Her body is some sort of time machine
Then there you were
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8. |
Feel Like Melting
02:27
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With the sun on my skin
I feel like melting
How easy it really is
To think of nothing
Where nerves travel
Wire unravels
How quickly we lose ourselves
Once we lose our trail
Escape into landscapes
Escape into landscapes baby
Escape into landscapes
Escape into landscapes baby
With the sun on my skin
I feel like melting
How easy it really is
To think of nothing
With you in my vision
Mirage on the horizon
All atoms are shimmering
All DNA's dancing
Then you melt away
Escape into landscapes
Escape into landscapes baby
Escape into landscapes
Escape into landscapes baby
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Clean
I dream
Of getting clean, clean, clean, clean
I dream, dream, dream, dream
For the week
For the day
For the night
To get some sleep
Eventually
Because I can feel
A storm like a train
I lean towards the sun
Anticipating the rain
Clean, clean, clean, clean
Dream, dream, dream, dream
As the cigarette turns the world burns
Church yards don't bloom, what's the use
I caught you knocking at my front door
Let's get a bag and do some more
Let's paint the walls white
Let's reign in the night
Floodlights and fistfights
I never check the weather
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10. |
Dollface
04:14
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Why would I trust you
When I've never wanted the truth
It takes some kind of fool
To fall in love with you
Dollface
Dollface
It must take you all day
To get each hair right in place
You can't help but act your age
No matter what you say
Dollface
Dollface
Oil in amber that light eyes
Glass blown smile
No on colored in the lines
Flood washed in white
Now it all makes sense
You don't have a brain in your head
Now it all makes sense
You don't have a brain in your head
Dollface
Dollface
Dollface
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Well I guess I'm doing okay
We went to spread his ashes today
Out over lake Michigan
Just the way he wanted them
Said the widow at the reference desk
As I stood in line with my questions
I no longer wanted to ask
You know he died right in front of me?
Such a horror of a third g to see
You know how I am with death
I still talk to him under my breathe
Said the widow at the reference desk
As I stood in line with my questions
I no longer wanted to ask
Ignore the man behind the curtain
He's just a son of a batch
Of course his game is fixed
This is as good as it gets
And if I'm at the pinnacle of life to live
It's a real sad bast are event
It's a real sad bast are event
And I'm gonna win
Cause time don't leave lovers alone
Just cause you asked him too
You gotta make sure no one follows
Gotta keep that love subliminal
I don't wanna be left screaming through ceilings
My, the things we said
I don't wanna be left screaming through ceilings
Oh, the plans we had
Ignore the man behind the curtain
He's just a son of a batch
Of course his game is fixed
This is as good as it gets
And if I'm at the pinnacle of life to live
It's a real sad bast are event
It's a real sad bast are event
And I'm gonna win
I need to advance
You're born, you live, you die, and that's it
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