1. |
Goslings
03:19
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There’s gotta be someone
By my side
Someone
Who makes me wanna feel alive
And I want to take you
Inside my dark doorway
Ah, reservation, trepidation
Ah, can’t feel my hands, can’t feel my hands
When I first started
Screaming at a velvet screen
I was overdosing on the life I thought I’d never see
And you were
The worst kind of company
Laying face down on the pavement
Looking for my sympathy
I was soulless
I was shameful
I was kind
I was guilty of the things
I tried to leave behind
Stolen cameras
Naked bodies
Dead inside
In the garden
Six feet under
For the rest of time
The pleasure and the pain
Inside this wretched land
Everything will be alright
When they understand
No more sleep to lose
No more minds to waste
I have become death
Destroyer of the human race
Okay
Let’s all just take a breath
It’s been a long day
Everything’s gonna be alright
We’ll bring back the verse
Just bear with me
Well I came into queens
About 3 AM
Driver I’m sure
Knew what I was doing
Morning was grey when I got to you
Man at the gate I bet he knew too
Laser beams across my face
At the thought of her inside this place
I just don’t know what to do
When I see your face ‘cause
Now that I know you
It’s so clear
Between the bars
And subway cars
That reach an end
There is a road
Out of here
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2. |
Make Time/Waste Time
03:28
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Hey
I like it when you say my name
Met her at a party on the Lower East Side
I'm a real sharp man
In a rock n' roll band
And she's living in a palace where the ceilings are high
Hey
I know you want it
Let's go fast and save our time
I said hey
Come on
Please don't stop
Moving your body next to mine
I give her what she wants
She gives me what I need
Let's take our clothes off
And rediscover the purpose of biology
She said hey
I like it when you shake your hips
Leaving it all out on the floor
I said hey
Can we make this horizontal
Take me home and dance some more
(You hold your breath)
We make time
Do what we do
All night into the morning
(Don't look away)
You call my phone
And we do it again
Same way you always wanted
(You take control)
Make time
And waste time
That's what we do
Then break up in the morning
Wrap your arms around my waist
And show me what it means to fall in love
There's a party in a warehouse
Next to the project
Where the workers sleep
And they'll have all of the cool kids
And all of the rich kids
And everybody in between
And if you ask real nice
I can get us in there
I'm a mogul of the dead end scene
Where the party don't stop till 6 am
And the neighbors get up at 3
(You hold your breath)
You make time
Do what you do
All night into the morning
(Don't look away)
They call your phone
And you do it again
Whenever life gets boring
(You take control)
Make time
And waste time
That's what you do
Then get drunk in the morning
Fall away from this my friend
Cause this is what it means to fall in love
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3. |
Zero Zero One
02:39
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Markers and cardboard
(Copy and paste)
Acrylic and vinyl
(Cover your face)
Oil and canvas
(There is no escape)
Just throw it away man
Throw it away
I am constructing a tower of irony
On an American grave
I'm assembling symbols of power disparity
Known to the victims of trade
Show your face on live TV
Educate me on a private lack of financial stability
How do I write in a language so subtle
That only the peasant can read
Funded by owners of Rothko and Mondrian
Hung in a penthouse that you call a gallery
Zero Zero One Zero One Zero Zero One
Waking hours unseen powers inhibiting my productivity
Seven centuries late
Always a monumental waste
Governors cover their tracks in the night
Opening windows and pulling them shut
You play in the bodies of water they gave you
Designed as the savior of workers who jump
Paper towels, press and guns
Counting down the days until they’re dead
And then in time we come undone
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4. |
Prophet Margins
04:16
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Wringing up my hands
Flash an evil grin
Twenty years have passed
And now it’s time to cash it in
With my handy fifty grand
And an arsenal of flops
I can ride this fuckin zombie pony
Straight up to the top
You’re no prophet
You are profit
The suites’ defrosted you again
Take your money
Buy some boredom
Or go to London with your friends
Again
And I want you to see us
"Concerning my last email,
kindly fuck off.
I didn't become a freelance videographer
to listen to you piss and moan.
I'm the one with the camera so it's my job
to settle the shot.
I will be withholding work on this project
until you allow me more creative control
and furthermore, I will be involving lawyers
to negotiate a contract for content ownership."
Cause I’m a trophy
I’m a toy
I’m an ordinary boy
Scraping paper made of sand
On my teeth and in my glands
I eat when I wanna eat
And I sleep when I wanna die
I am pointing both my middle fingers
Upwards towards the sky
But the sky it was too blue
And the sun it was too bright
And the day it was too cold
It was like, fucking, 40 degrees
So I kicked my kicking rock
Far into my neighbors land
And started whilstin’ a tune
Sing, “I’m Waiting for my Man”
It’s true
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5. |
Primordial Soup
03:50
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In breakrooms
And classrooms
You see them
Blockaded
By distance
From reason
Who’s this iced coffee for
6 dollar entry fee
No local
Hey
Complicit
I follow
The framework
Enlisted
To swallow
The tapeworm
Who’s this card reader for
What is their final cut
No local
Hey
What’s better
To direct
Our forces
The person
The product
The corporate
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6. |
Block My Calls
03:12
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7. |
You Can't Relate
03:07
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Out on the corner
In penny loafers
He takes away
And takes away
Calling reporters
Real estate lawyers
So they can pay
So they can pay
Twelve hundred dollars
Ten square feet
Commuter parking
Out on the street
You can’t relate
You can’t relate
You can’t relate
You can’t relate to a life you’ve never seen
For sale
Out on the corner
Former reformer
He takes away
And takes away
OMNY enforcer
Camera recorder
So you can pay
So you can pay
100 dollars
Feet on the seat
In empty train cars
Especially
You can’t relate
You can’t relate
You can’t relate to a life you’ve never seen
For sale
Now on the corner
The brick and mortar
It fades away
And fades away
Amazon orders
Corporate headquarters
And you can pay
And you can pay
Nine or ten dollars
A tiny treat
Pushing their families
Into the sea
For sale
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8. |
The Visitor
03:44
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9. |
I Love You Jesus Christ
04:50
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10. |
Evelyn Says
04:44
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