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1. |
Beginner's Luck
03:26
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I arise each morning
From a bed I've never made
Basking in a familiar warmth
Curse the sunshine as it permeates
My only window into the world
Through the bars and electric fence
Past the guards and their guns
Over yards that are harboring thugs and their friends
And I'm smuggling contraband
Just to maintain an upper hand
And I'm hiding in plain sight
As I piece together an exit plan
I stay paid up on protection
And I carry my gun in my bag
And I put in the hours for now
Cause they're all I have
I burn every afternoon
On the highways, crooked miles
Sweating in a dress shirt
Greeting people I hate with a crooked smile
But they're there for the contraband
So I'm fainting the upper hand
Hiding in plain sight
While I piece together an exit plan
I stay paid up on protection
And I carry my gun in my bag
And I put in the hours for now
Cause they're all I have
I take a seat at the table
At the start of every night
I ante up before every meal
And I raise the stakes after every bite
I often come home a winner
Though the house prevails over time
Either way I'm the luckiest man alive
I'm just hunting and gathering
Trying hard not to show my hand
I'm hiding in plain sight
While I piece together an exit plan
I stay paid up on protection
And I carry my gun in my bag
And I put in the hours for now
Cause they're all I have
You're here for the contraband
So I maintain the upper hand
Hiding in plain sight
While I piece together an exit plan
I stay paid up on protection
And I carry my gun in my bag
And I put in the hours for now
Cause they're all I have
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2. |
Perfect Vision
02:38
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We're all singing in an endless circle
We're all praying for a modern miracle
We're all wishing for the world to change
And we're all gonna keep bitching till we get our way
Cause we're all wise men in a dark room
Hoping a black cat crosses our path soon
But when we find it we'll have nothing to do
Except to argue over who's made up vision is true
We're better, we're better, we're better than this
We're better, we're better, we're better than this
You're a piece of shit and I'm a hypocrite but we're better, we're better
We're better, we're better than this
We stormed the city on a Trojan horse put it down when it got lame
We promised peace but demanded war now we still can't shake the shame
We have the freedom to work, the freedom to starve
The freedom to choose just which brand of asshole we are
And the freedom to take it too far
Resist
We're better, we're better, we're better than this
We're better, we're better, we're better than this
I'm a piece of shit and you're a hypocrite but we're better, we're better
We're better, we're better than this
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3. |
Litigate Schmitigate
01:56
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Another serial projectionist
Another coward who's already died 1000 deaths
A phony fraudulent confidence man
Pellucid delusional charlatan
They should convict you just to get you off the street
They should commit you just to keep you safe from me
Litigation schmitigation
Don't have the time boy
Don't have the patience
Spill me a drink
Cry me an ocean
I'll be the judge who denies you the motion
On prior conduct social sickness
Don't take it personal boy It's all business
The rock you're rolling has you lookin' like Sisyphus
And this isn't your first offense
They should convict you just to get you off the street
Another populist demagogue
They should convict you just to get you off the street
Another populist demagogue
They should convict you just to get you off the street
Another populist demagogue
They should convict you just to get you off the street
Another populist demagogue
They should convict you just to get you off the street
Another populist demagogue
They should convict you just to get you off the street
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We're never gonna wake up
If we don't start sleeping
We're never gonna calm down
If we don't stop screaming
We'll just keep reopening wounds,
And they'll all keep bleeding,
And we'll all keep wondering why
dark history's always repeating.
I'm surprised you're surprised
I'm impressed you're impressed
I can't believe you believe that
you're actually doing your best
Cause I see what you see
And I've been where you've been
Read all the same stories.
So I know how they end.
I know how they end.
Have we all forgotten the days
When our walls' inscriptions
Were still written in movements
And truths were consistent?
Are we all just talking to talk?
Is anyone still listening?
Are we really the change
we want to see?
I'm not convinced
Or just acting belligerent.
I'm surprised you're surprised
I'm impressed you're impressed
I can't believe you believe that
you're actually doing your best
Cause I see what you see
And I've been where you've been
Read all the same stories.
So I know how they end.
I know how they end.
We all wind up dead.
You're gonna wind up dead.
Everything that you gain you lose.
Don't let it include your head.
Everything that you gain you lose.
Don't let it include your head.
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I know some nerds we can stick in the basement
I know some actors we can make the face of it
I know salesmen who'll stand on the mountain and shout it
And I know addicts who can't live without it
And we're prepared to manipulate
'Cause love is war when you're soldiers of a nation-state
And you swore to do whatever it takes
Do whatever it takes
So get to work!
Gotta earn it to burn it!
You wanna win this war?
Get ready to bleed
When you're the Patron Saint of Impossible causes
There's only one way!
And it ain't cheap
That's why we're selling through subliminal messages
Using good old-fashioned sex and suspense
That's why we celebrate the sound of the register ringing
And blow the money on armored limousines
So get to work!
Gotta earn it to burn it!
You wanna win this war?
Get ready to bleed
When you're the Patron Saint of Impossible causes
There's only one way!
You're the Patron Saint of Impossible causes
So get to work!
Gotta earn it to burn it!
You're the Patron Saint of Impossible causes
There's only one way!
You're the Patron Saint of Impossible causes
So get to work!
Gotta earn it to burn it!
You're the Patron Saint of Impossible causes
There's only one way!
And it ain't
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6. |
Horrible Humans
04:16
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I know what it's like to know you're right
And keep getting told your wrong
While you listen to the assholes fight
Yelling over each other all god damn night
It's a really good thing I found this microphone
I just gotta convince myself this is still worth wearing my lungs out for
'Cause I'm no longer entertained
With trying to pick apart the brains
Of all these horrible people
Doing all these horrible things
More poet than artist
More artist than musician
More musician than human
More human than anything
I'm no savior or therapist
And I'm no politician
But I'm certain these horrible humans are ruining everything
I know what it's like to pay the price for shitty choices made
While you're watching all the assholes get away with stealing everything
It's a really good thing we found this place to hang
Where we can all get loud and drown out the sounds these horrible people scream
'Cause I'm no longer entertained
With all this useless arguing
Or all these horrible people
Doing all these horrible things
More poet than artist
More artist than musician
More musician than human
More human than anything
I'm no savior or therapist
And I'm no politician
But I'm certain these horrible humans are no good at listening
We're all poets and artists
We're all ripping musicians
We're all wonderful humans
And we're all good family
Still singing our protest songs
Still stand in resistance
Trying to keep these horrible humans from ruining everything
Trying to keep these horrible humans from ruining everything
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7. |
Nuts and Bolts
02:54
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So you're telling me the end is getting dangerously near
And your intent is to sit here
Torturing every prisoner?
Waterboarding lackeys and stragglers?
Competing for ranks and demolishing standards?
Praying for miracles to a deadbeat savior?
Well fool me once and
I'll wear my shame on a coming date with an unmarked grave
But try to fool me again it will earn your death
Must I remind you
I'm an inspector interrogator and collector
Of heads better severed and
I never get out of bed for less
You and I were cut from the same cloth
Soaked in ether and stuffed into bottles
Uninhibited diffusion of stimulation in arsons blazing
Broken on doorsteps
Used to render addicts unconscious
Well fool them once and they'll wear their shame
On a coming date with an unmarked grave
Try to fool them again it will earn our death
Must we remind ourselves they're deceptors
Separators and dissectors of heads better severed
And they wouldn't get out of bed for less
Our contention is that the end is getting dangerously near
And you expect us to sit here presenting ourselves like prisoners
Waterboarded lackeys and stragglers
Competing for ranks and demolishing standards
Praying for miracles to a deadbeat savior
Well fool me once and
I'll wear my shame on a coming date with an unmarked grave
But try to fool me again it will earn your death
Must I remind you
I'm an inspector interrogator and collector
Of heads better severed and
I never get out of bed for less
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8. |
Odd Man Out
02:50
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If I could sprout another fist
I'd raise it
Another foot?
Probably kick your face in
Another mind?
I would drown or misplace it
Another heart?
Eat it just for the taste of it
If I could be anyone but me?
A 4-star general in World War III
With a lawn chair parked on my favorite beach
And a magnet to hold up my college degrees
There's no right or wrong when we're all just misunderstood
No one's ever gotten it cause no one ever could
We can all look pretty bad when we're all just dying to feel good
So we'll do whatever we need not what we think they think we should
If I could grow the perfect hair
I'd shave it
Another butt?
I would constantly shake it
Another face?
I would stuff it with pastries
Then throw a fit if the dough wasn't grain-free
If I could be anywhere but here?
Hanging in Hoovervilles under the pier
Doubting the day walkers living in fear
And spinning The Record in every ear
There's no right or wrong when we're all just misunderstood
No one's ever gotten it cause no one ever could
We can all look pretty bad when we're all just dying to feel good
So we'll do whatever we need not what we think they think we should
If I could buy another breath
I'd take it
Another life?
I'd refuse to pay for it
A new brain?
Lock it up in the basement starve it for weeks just to see if it makes it
If I could build a better place where the things I hate are wiped off the face
I'd paint it half-black and the other half chroma-key green
'Cause your life's an illusion your eyes project on to the screen
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9. |
The Great Resignation
03:16
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Sorry Boss I've been called upon to serve a higher authority
I know you think it's unfortunate but
This job isn't cut out for me
I'm through wastin' my space
I'm done punchin' my time
You know I'd never replace you but
You gotta gimme some space
I'll be takin' my time
You know I'd never replace you but
I might
We're through wastin' our space
We're done punchin' our time
You know we'd never replace you but
We're through wastin' our space
We're done punchin' our time
You know we'd never replace you but
Weren't you the brains behind
This whole botched operation?
Weren't you the wizard waving the wand
And reciting the incantation?
Now I've got parasites that live and breathe
And fight and fuck inside of me
They're multiplyin' while I sleep
And they're consuming all of me
You gotta gimme some space
I'll be takin' my time
You know I'd never replace you but
We're through wastin' our space
We're done punchin' our time
You know we'd never replace you but
We might
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10. |
Two Heads
02:14
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I was extremely productive today
I dug the first 6 inches of my own grave
And tomorrow I'll pick up the pace
I'll be done by the end of the week, which is great
Cause I'm way too tired to be here
But I can't afford to stay home
And the angsty teenager in me
Still prefers to work alone
Yeah, I'm way too tired to be here
But I can't afford to stay home
And the negative know-it-all in me
Still prefers to work alone
I was extremely productive today
I made a laundry list of all the things I hate
And tomorrow I'll wash them away
I'll burn or I'll bury whatever remains
I'll have nothing left to curse but the days
That I wasted on worrying about things
That I can't control no matter what I know
Where I decide to be or how tight I hold
Cause I'm way too tired to be here
But I can't afford to stay home
And the angsty teenager in me
Still prefers to work alone
Yeah, I'm way too tired to be here
But I can't afford to stay home
And the negative know-it-all in me
Still prefers to work alone
I was extremely productive today
I sang the same old song, but it felt new to me
I decided the sound it was missing was one extra harmony
That I still can't sing
Cause I'm way too tired to be here
But I can't afford to stay home
And the angsty teenager in me
Still prefers to work alone
Yeah, I'm way too tired to be here
But I can't afford to stay home
And the negative know-it-all in me
Still prefers to work alone
But I need your talent to hit those impossible notes
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11. |
To Be of Some Renown
02:45
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The truck and trailer that struck me down
I'd met twice on the road into town
But whether it was premonition or pattern prediction
Makes no difference to me now
I need to outdo my old self again
Or resign and humbly hang my head
Cause it's better to be alive and outdone
Than untouchable and dead
Looking back it was coincidence
A random series of occurrences
But that third time was a charm
And without tripping the alarm
I was able to break in
And in a safe behind a work of art
I stashed a key to every house on this block
But all I remember thinking as I secured the combination
Is "This will never be enough "
I need to outdo my old self again
Or resign and humbly hang my head
Cause it's better to be alive and outdone
Than untouchable and dead
I need to outdo my old self again
Or resign and humbly hang my head
Cause it's always better to be alive and outdone
Than untouchable and dead
Untouchable and dead
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12. |
Wonderful Waste
03:39
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The more you shop, the more you slave.
The deeper you dig, the colder your grave.
The earlier you retire,
The sooner you die, so they say.
My father worked hard every day of his life.
More work was all he earned for his strife.
The day he retired, he sighed and said,
"Life, what a wonderful waste."
The more you shop, the more you slave.
The deeper you dig, the colder your grave.
The earlier you retire,
The sooner you die, so they say.
My mother worked hard every day of her life.
More work was all she earned for her strife.
The day she retired, she sighed and said,
"Life, what a wonderful waste."
We'll I'm trying to buy the horse
So I don't have to be the horse,
But I still gotta feed this horse,
And it's takin' a bite outta me.
We're all working for easier days,
All screaming, "I'm king of the world,"
From the bow of a ship that's sinking.
Yeah, "Life, what a wonderful waste."
We're all working for easier days,
All screaming, "I'm king of the world,"
From the bow of a ship that's sinking.
Yeah, "Life, what a wonderful waste."
My father worked hard every day of his life.
More work was all he earned for his strife.
The day he retired, he sighed and said,
"Life, what a wonderful waste."
The more we shop, the more we slave.
The deeper we dig, the faster we fade.
The earlier we retire, the sooner we'll die!
We're just trying to buy the horse
So we don't have to be the horse,
But we still gotta feed this horse,
And it's taken a bite outta me.
We're all working for easier days,
All screaming, "I'm king of the world,"
From the bow of a ship that's sinking.
Yeah, "Life, what a wonderful waste."
We're all working for easier days,
All screaming, "I'm king of the world,"
From the bow of a ship that's sinking.
Yeah, "Life, what a wonderful waste."
We'll keep working for easier days,
Keep living for all that we love and we hate
Til our hearts stop beating.
Yeah, "Life, what a wonderful waste."
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