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There's a buzz in my ear, I'm not sure where it's coming from,
and even if I did, I'm not sure that I'd want it to stop.
The silence that's surrounding me is drowning me; I cannot breathe.
The animals that danced with me in trance with me have dropped.
I'm not sure where we're headed for, but even if I did I'm not sure that I want it to stop.
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Planet Hollywood
03:14
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There goes that guy with his face on t.v.
He runs his mouth like a factory;
Turns it on,
All day long.
Like a pawn,
Dusk till Dawn
What’s it feel like, with your head in the clouds?
Just keep your mouth shut, and place your feet on the ground.
Self absorbed, but adored.
You live your life like you’re a gift to the gods themselves,
Your sense of self-worth is askew; an ego from hell.
Far as I can see, the hills are lined with greed;
Money buys believability.
I see the stars in your eyes, the conviction in your lies, all the people you deceive with your position they perceive.
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“Thought you bought the farm,” she said.
Seven years, free from a cage.
Shed a tear for all who’ve lost the fight.
The kid’s gonna be alright, and start a new day.
Hey, hey! This kid’s gonna be okay.
Skeletons in my closet call,
“Freedom can come crashing down,
and worms will crawl through your skin overnight.”
But hey, hey, the kid’s gonna be alright, and live another day.
They’ll say, “give it time, he’ll crash real soon, you’ll see.”
Not me, this time I’ll prove them wrong and I’ll be free.
Hey, Hey, the kid’s gonna be just fine and walk away.
Pioneer in a new town.
Sun will rise the same each day,
And challenge us in different ways.
Try to make our hearts betray.
Hey, Hey!
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Outdoor Miner
02:01
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The Ballad of Mac Brazel
05:23
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The Ballad of Mac Brazel
Strange creatures far away from home
Strange features carved into the stone
Scattered silver
In Sacred Summer
Under a Vacant Desert Sky
Mac Brazel can’t believe his eyes.
Their Spindly Bodies
In Tiny Boxes
Other-worldly
Eyes like almonds.
Hush now, you’ve been sleeping.
No secrets that we’re keeping.
No people disappearing,
Or reverse engineering.
No others out there reaping
The answers that we’re seeking.
No base under the mountain
Or lights over the canyon…
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Life is Not a Pop Song
02:50
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Life is not a pop song!
Life is not a sing - along!
Brothers betray, and the
Children are slain, and we
Can’t find our way… cuz we’re
lost somewhere in a dream, and it’s sad when
Love doesn’t mean a thing.
Life is not a fairy tale,
This is not the Daily Mail
Heroes fall from grace and the
Dead march in place while your
Gods turn in their graves
Lost somewhere in a dream, and it’s sad when
Love doesn’t mean a thing.
Love doesn’t mean a thing.
Life is not the evening news;
This is just a poor excuse
Hate breeds from fear, and the
Devil, he cheers and we
Fall back in years cuz we’re
Lost somewhere in a dream, and it’s sad when
Love doesn’t mean a thing.
Lost somewhere in dream, and it’s sad when
Love doesn’t mean a thing.
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Still Hold Hill 154
05:01
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Slipping away; try to keep face, and stand.
Pick myself up. Pull myself out of the sand.
May take a while, just might break thru,
release everything we know
Maybe one day, the people will say, "the kid has finally grown."
Silence is cold
Tear down these walls
Soon we'll be old
With nothing at all
Kissing the wind, your voice echoes then fades.
Down to a few, visions of blood-stained blades.
Maybe some day, light will shine thru
Illuminate the way.
It's all I can do to focus and breathe;
Calm before the storm.
Tremble inside
Shaken my soul
Dust in my eyes
Do as we're told
Sky is aglow
Still hold the hill
Time starts to slow
As does our will
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Weltschmerz
03:02
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Same ol' town lives in everyone
Such a pretty house; time to tear it down.
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There's a Buzz (Reprise)
01:49
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There's a buzz in my ear; I'm not sure where it's coming from,
and even if I did, I'm not sure that I'd want it to stop.
The silence that's surrounding me is drowning me; I cannot breathe.
The animals that danced with me in trance with me have dropped.
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Proxima Centauri
05:51
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I must be dreaming again.
Seems that the sky’s closing in.
Faces around me are grey.
People surrounding me are clay.
Pack it up; we’re going home
To a place you should know;
It’s happening again…
Time slowly comes to an end.
An end to the games we all played;
Away from the damage we made.
Pack it up; we’re going home
To a place you should know;
A place from where we all came;
A place called home cuz we’re the same.
(Chorus)
Pack it up; we’re going home
To a place you should know;
Faceless crowds and nameless seas;
No religion, no disease…
Pack it up; we’re going home
To a place you should know;
No more war, there’s only peace;
No more begging on your knees.
No more children die in vain
No more sadness no more pain
No more gods to place the blame
No more drugs to call your name
Pack it up; we’re going home.
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