1. |
Holo (Man)
03:26
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I’ve been waiting for you to save me, then I remember I’m a wage
slave, got the guillotines at the ready, start chopping away you
never owned me!
You don’t know how lucky you are, you might own the brightest
star, it might suddenly come to an end yeah accidents can happen.
Too many lies too many to count we lost track and we found you
out, big dreams and we all pay for your whims and your plans and
your ride.
Hollow Man, Hollow Man, like a scarecrow high on a pole, a stolen
suit without any soul, you’re a hollow, a hollow man.
Tick tock your time has come, you can’t lose but you’ve never won,
you forgot the means to an end yeah accidents can happen.
Another pass to number one, it’s lousy here with developer scum,
revolution has already come you know accidents can happen.
Hollow Man, Hollow Man, like a scarecrow high on a pole, a stolen
suit without any soul, you’re a hollow, a hollow man.
It’s a fight for the worker with the machine, eaten up with endless
hungry greed we’ve invented it now it’s what we need look at you, you’re the hollow man in me.
You’re a hollow man, you’re a hollow man you’re a hollow man
we take another stand,
you’re a hollow man, you’re a hollow man, you’re a hollow man,
we break free of your plan,
you’re a hollow man, you’re a hollow man, another soul in your
hand, you’re a hollow man!
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2. |
River Born
03:23
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Who decides who we’re gonna save?! - Defending rights with a mouth of clay
Can’t deny can’t deny it’s just a deadly door,
Deadly competition is the mission that the dollar was invented for
IS THIS HOW? IS THIS HOW? IS THIS HOW? HOW WE REMEMBER?
A thousand tents on the riverbank
It’s not the problem that you think
Government whores are pay to play
More lies and takes give me the shakes when will we say
IS THIS HOW? IS THIS HOW? IS THIS HOW? HOW WE REMEMBER?
Helicopters look like angels when you’re getting bombed by strangers
All these pictures thrown together what’s the story what’s the answer
Triple all profit on another war
A vote just pumps the revolving door
Must be the definition of insanity
Keep trying to open a different door with the same damn key
IS THIS HOW? IS THIS HOW? IS THIS HOW? HOW WE REMEMBER?
Helicopters look like angels when you’re getting bombed by strangers
All these pictures thrown together what’s the story what’s the answer
All consequences are a zero sum game
It’s time to fight back when enough is enough we say!
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3. |
Curse of the Maserati
03:24
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We don’t know when it all might end, the beautiful feelings
forever she said
Every opinion on the merit of truth breaks away with no
substitute
When shadows fly and light is dim a mass parade will carry
you in
The old Gods howl and disappear the time for us is drawing
near
You cast yourself as the hero for now willing to die the reasons
abound
Ailing minds hear unforgettable sounds leaving the past
where it’s buried
We will be as one again before the end, all our beautiful
feelings burn on again until the end
Black curtains wait for a breeze to come hiding terrible writing
on a secret wall
Stolen footsteps from below, tell-tale hearts now quietly slow
Secret lives create tragic souls, forgive the end as we get old
Mysterious hands unbelievably cold the Maserati Curse has
been foretold
We will be as one again before the end, all our beautiful
feelings burn on again until the end
We will be as one again before the end, all our beautiful
feelings burn on again until the end
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4. |
Urban Amore
04:53
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I fall to my Knees in a Faerie ring under eucalyptus
My fingers bounce along the knobby bark of the redwoods
We take off at a gallop and run for the bridge of fog and meaning
You smell my neck, I touch your face
That’s how we say I love you.
Even my brightest joy knows we can’t stay here forever; I swear I’ll
cross the Golden Gate Bridge on my way to heaven.
Icy winter-summer winds go rushing down the street
Swirling clouds of ghosts and dreams so close that you can reach
Serpentine and asphalt rise like ladders to the skies
You take my hand, we leave the ground
The ocean’s in our eyes.
Even my brightest joy knows we can’t stay here forever; I swear I’ll
cross the Golden Gate Bridge on my way to heaven.
Another tertiary sunset purple orange and green
Projected on your dappled skin I will never tire of this scene
The City moves so fast and slow beneath our feet
We’ve got hearts like combustion engines
We run for the bridge to the beat
Even my brightest joy knows we can’t stay here forever; I swear I’ll
cross the Golden Gate Bridge on my way to heaven.
I smell your neck
I touch your face
That’s how we say I love you.
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Fight Sounds
02:46
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Say say -Fight Fight Fight – when does it change – surrender
Television mind control a poison so great
Closing borders safe inside we’re only here to wait
Apprehension apprehension who do we blame
Say say -Fight Fight Fight – when does it change – surrender
They seek they find and twist like ropes
They steal the empty heads and empty hopes
Sharing fears and stabbing ears
In tight succession
Say say- fight fight fight - when we can change – surrender
Contact made we just need time - to hear it out to heal the blind
Say say - fight fight fight - when we can change – surrender
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6. |
In My Head
03:59
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7. |
Paper Wires
07:37
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So intense, rubber pipes and paper wires,
makes it hard to read what you meant
I brought back my plans, even when it was expected,
every stop was the last
Laughing hands crying hands, soft inside my pockets,
pockets made of gold
I got so much soul, I got so much soul
I can’t get enough to eat,
so thin but never empty
Got me naked holding wires that are wet,
What you gonna give is what you’re gonna get
Throwing matches in a gunpowder basket,
What you gonna give is what you’re gonna get
We came and went, slipping along like ghostly thieves,
Never breaking the glass
It came back spent, shooting stars that burn the sky,
Falling hard Falling fast
Got me naked holding wires that are wet,
What you gonna give is what you’re gonna get
Throwing matches in a gunpowder basket,
What you gonna give is what you’re gonna get
Fall-Thrill-Might-Kill --- Roll away and get your pleasure
Steel-Rust-Sink-Dust - Invisible but all around you
Break-Straight-Deep-Gound - Crazy dreams of muddy waters
Sharp-Brand-Break-Stand- You can flee or you can fight
The chains that bind you wrapped around your mind and heart
The choice is clear its time to finally face the light
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Low Bote San Francisco, California
Low Bote boil and churn through waves of post-punk and 90s alternative revival. Sparse arrangements crescendo to anthemic proportions, spilling awkward, beautiful angularity everywhere. Chugging with the dance rock survivalism of bands like The Pixies, Devo, and The Cure, Low Bote paint colorful lanscapes of cultural trigger points we can all get down with. ... more
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