1. |
Rationing of Luck
04:25
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The scattering
Divided by the proving grounds of luck,
Where the goods are won and lost
And hope was never here at all,
Never here at all.
All the time we wasted
Worrying about when this would come tumbling down,
When it would come falling down,
Well your amber waves are burning now,
And your shining seas
Will hold us all under
Until we drown.
Chorus:
With a tongue and a crown
Anyone can have this house.
Take back the troubled ones,
I don't want to see them around.
Steal the wisdom of the crowd,
Fill up nothing be kerosene,
And leave us like everyone leaves.
Wrapped in opiates and set out to sea.
Never talk back to the land you love.
See it, the wolf, the blood,
The liar pigs with their lying money-guns.
Green eyes, green tongues,
Black hearts, black lungs,
We know the lies you told us,
Since day one.
Pick up a gun and hide between the lines,
Stand at the edge of the ocean,
The edge of the ocean,
The thighs of the pacific,
Are breaking in the wind,
And to the people way out west,
With their finite luck,
I've got nothing left to give.
See it, the wolf, the blood,
The liar pigs with their lying money-guns.
Green eyes, green tongues,
Black hearts, black lungs,
We know the lies you told us,
Since day one.
You let the man with a plan,
And the golden-hands,
Hold you up with a plastic gun.
To steal the wisdom of the crowd,
Who let the snake inside this house?
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2. |
Cancer man
03:05
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Collapse our clouds into tiny pills,
To wash away the blur,
Of the absolute.
The suddenness, like tempered steel,
On matter.
Traveling light,
The unattended tempo,
Broke-down, hunted, salvaged,
Tempo, break-down, salvaged wreckage.
The simple words from the captains mouth,
He said "go hide with god,
And check the debris for the youngest ones,
And say goodbye to them all.
Go into their homes like the son of God,
And drag the poor out into the streets,
To kill them so quickly."
Give blood to the blinding sun.
The nameless men with the empty guns.
Trace love back to where it starts,
From shattered glass trapped between black hearts.
"And learn my name, just speak my name,
To the wind in your face."
Once again the revelry was true.
Once again the revelry was through.
Broke down, hunted, independent.
Compliant liar, your cross is a dagger.
Salvage, salvage, the wreckage, the wreckage.
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3. |
The Mill
05:02
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From the womb,
We'll make up a path for you.
Don't deviate,
You'll have no one left to blame but you.
You were the one who gave it up,
and now you think we care enough,
To bless you with a second chance,
You'll know soon enough it's all a scam,
A telescam to wring out all your hands,
and from the womb we made a path for you,
Don't deviate you'll have no one left to blame,
No one to blame but you.
The mill, just run us through to educate,
and stamp out the degrees,
Saddled with debt they clog the streets,
and now wash 'em down the vacuum mouth,
and pick 'em from the teeth.
Don't forget that you're American,
and the world is watching you come through,
Counting every second that we're watching you.
Just say the word,
We'll devastate the markets,
and obliterate the will
Of the citizens,
The working hands,
and those who crawl out from hell on their knees,
and struggle just to buy a life and then,
Have it taken overnight.
The mill, just run us through to educate,
and stamp out the degrees,
Saddled with debt they clog the streets,
and now wash 'em down the vacuum mouth,
and pick 'em from the teeth.
To institute the liar and the thief.
To mow down the future with money-guns,
and the belief that a ghost in a suit,
Can lead anything.
I'd give up the sun to taste the dream.
Just say the word,
We'll devastate the markets,
and obliterate the will of the citizens,
The working hands,
and those who crawl out from hell.
The mill, just run us through to educate,
Stamp out the degrees.
The mill, just run us through to educate,
and stamp out the degrees,
Saddled with debt they clog the streets,
and now wash 'em down the vacuum mouth,
and pick 'em from the teeth.
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