1. |
Euro Skank
03:28
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Euro Skank
You came to town with big dreams of getting discovered,
And ended up getting stuck on some plastic couch.
Business is cruel, but I can tell by your smile that you're learning,
And all those girls are fighting over the roles you turned down.
So learn your lines 'til the light hits your face,
And make believe that you believe them,(believe them)
And add it up to the price that you pay,
How much does it cost to be wanted?a
Its nine o'clock and you can't take that call from your mama.
The contract states that you'll be back on your back in an hour.
Your body's sore, but it sure beats those days on the corner.
When you were clawing your way to the top of that Sunset Tower.
So learn your lines 'til the lights hit your frame,
And make believe that you believe them,(believe them)
And add it up to the price that you pay,
How much does it cost to be wanted?
Euro Skank you may never be a star,
But you look so good when you crash your car, honey.
Euro Skank you may never be a star,
But you look so good when you crash your car.
The bus arrives with another train wreck in the making.
The search for talent keeps the pace in this tinsel town.
So learn your lines 'til the light hits your face,
And make believe that you believe them,(believe them)
And add it up to the price that you pay,
How much does it cost to be wanted?
Euro Skank you may never be a star,
But you look so good when you crash your car, honey.
Euro Skank you may never be a star,
But you look so good when you crash your car.
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2. |
Deadbeat Brother
03:50
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Deadbeat Brother
Well, it really was a beautiful day,
I was sitting under the trees outside a sidewalk cafe,
And this redhead girl caught the corner of my eye,
She stared at me a little longer than I'd say was polite.
She was looking so distracted and sending out a vibe,
And up above her paper, was a pack of lucky strikes,
So many miles from home, I could sense the desperation,
I'd gone to see the doctor for a little medication,
And I know I got my weakness, and who am I to tell her,
That I wasn't quite a junky, she wasn't quite a hooker.
She didn't ask for money, but it seemed like she was looking,
I turned to walk away, like a dead beat brother.
I was downtown waiting on a train in the station,
The stop was full of people, headed home for the weekend.
When this dark eyed man came up next to me,
It really wasn't long before I could see,
That his eyes were shut so tight, it looked like he was prayin,
And way down in the tunnel, I could hear the train a'comin'.
His prayer became a shout, and then I knew he wasn't waiting,
He jumped before the train, as it came into the station.
I know that I'm a witness to a tragic situation,
And I wasn't quite a hero, or a man upon a mission,
He didn't tell me why, but I guess he had a reason,
I turned to walk away like a dead beat brother.
Don't know how many times,
I might have tried to reach you,
But I wasn't quite a savior,
I wasn't quite a preacher.
I don't really care,
About your dirty little secrets,
You now that I will always be your dead beat brother.
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3. |
Shooting Star
04:00
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Shooting Star
You can follow me,
If you're ready to play how I'm playin'.
Yeah, you'll follow me,
If you're paying the dues I'm payin".
'Cos the weekend is come,
And there's money to burn,
There's gas in my car,
Enough to return,
To the places we've seen,
And my piss test is clean,
I'm ready to roll,
If you know what I mean.
Tonight I'll sit and watch my girl get ready,
I know we got it made if we keep steady.
It doesn't matter who you think you are,
I'm getting cash off this old guitar,
I'm riding high to heal my scars,
So drop your needles on this shooting star.
When I get home tonight,
I know that I'll hear thunder.
As I lie awake in bed
And start to wonder...
Where the good times have gone,
Where the money was spent,
Its the top of the month,
Do I have my rent?
'Cos I'm through for the night,
But I can't stop my bed from spinning.
Tomorrow night, I'll watch my girl get ready,
Yeah, you know we got it made if we keep steady.
It doesn't matter who you think you are,
I'm getting cash off this old guitar,
I'm riding high, to show my scars,
So drop your needle on this shooting star.
Take my hand, we're free to go ,
The higher car is wating.
Ride with me, you'll like the way we shine.
It doesn't matter who you think you are,
I'm getting cash off this old guitar,
I'm riding high in the back of my car,
So drop your needles on this shooting star.
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4. |
Evil Twin
04:18
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Evil Twin
I have seen you smile, like your happy,
Everything I gave, you turned and sold.
We can chase the dragons 'til there's no one left to blame,
We can turn our bodies into gold.
People disappear nearly every day,
Standing in the shadow of the cross.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, my fatal friend,
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, my evil twin.
It was long ago, but I remember,
We were holding hands inside the womb.
We were breathing wine and water,
Through those first days in September,
Saving all our secrets for the tomb.
People disappear in here everyday,
Diving in the ocean with the gods.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, my fatal friend,
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, my evil twin.
Meet me at the border empty handed,
I can lock your soul in my case.
Lead me 'cross the bridge in silence,
Side by side, we'll smile and raise the stakes.
People disappear down here every day,
Getting into cars with the lost.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, my fatal friend,
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, my evil twin.
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5. |
Room To Room
04:20
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Room to Room
There's a light, from under your door,
Are you home, or are you gone?
Are you inside, sitting in your chair?
Are you lying down, with that hollow stare?
I've always known,
I'd be the one,
Goin' room to room.
Is it dry where you parked your car?
Is it warm at the old point bar?
Did they light the bridge,
When you came back home?
Did they threaten you with sticks and stones?
I've always known,
I'd be the one,
Goin' room to room to room,
Goin' room to room to room.
Have you given up your old lines?
The ones that worked, so many times?
I've always known,
I'd be alone,
Goin' room to room to room,
Goin' room to room to room.
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6. |
Begin Again
03:55
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Begin Again
You've taken the time,
To say what isn't true.
You've taken the time,
To do what you shouldn't do,
From layin' your plans,
To plotting those lies,
From washing your hands,
To hide what you'll hide,
To cover the shame,
Until you begin again.
Sooner or later,
The world's gonna hear,
In spite of your whispers,
In spite of your fears,
And all of your bridges,
Will crumble like rust.
From layin your plans,
To plotting those lies,
From washing your hands,
You'll hide what you hide.
You'll cover the shame,
Until you begin again.
Sooner or later,
The world's gonna know,
In spite of you hiding,
And what you let show,
And all of your riches,
Goin' blow like the dust.
So lay out your plans,
And write what you write,
You'll play what you planned,
To ride what you ride.
To cover the shame,
Until you begin again.
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7. |
Witchboard Operator
04:37
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Witchboard Operator
No, I'm not a victim,
No, not anymore.
I seen all the warnings,
I chose to ignore.
I heard the knocking,
I opened up my door.
My friend came to see me,
Just the other day.
He close all the curtains,
He took out a game.
He set the board and showed me,
How to play.
Witchboard operator,
Witchboard, tell me yes or no.
Speak, speak,
The other side,
Both hands burning on the guide,
Oh, baby, we can't stop,
But look what we have done.
Witchboard operator,
Witchboard, tell me yes or no.
Witchboard operator,
Witchboard, H-E-L-L-O.
Tell me we'll be screaming...
Until morning comes.
That its not possession,
Its just what we call fun.
Witchboard operator,
Witchboard, tell me yes or no.
Witchboard operator,
Witchboard, H-E-L-L-O.
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8. |
Assassination Row
04:04
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Assassination Row
The kids are wide awake here,
And it never slows.
They're shooting out the lights on,
Assassination row.
They decorate their bodies,
With tourniquets and braids.
You can see them waving,
From the motorcade.
When the game gets heavy,
And a fight breaks out.
Somebody's kid is hauled away in pieces,
I hear a mother shout.
The papers tell the story,
As the rooster crows.
You know they play for keeps,
On Assassination row.
I hear the sound of gunshot,
Somewhere down the line,
One for the boy acting as a witness,
One for auld lang syne.
Don't sing your lullabies, here.
Don't bring your lullabies, here.
Its no good.
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9. |
No Future Kid
04:27
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No Future Kid
When they told me you were dead inside,
I couldn't believe that you had let go.
'Cos I still remember your fake suicides,
I can still see you trying to score.
You were a punk, your hair dye lemonade,
Skipping school, tricking for fun.
Everyone told me that you had it made,
Did you leave, or have I just moved on?
No future kid,
No future kid,
Meet the real no future kid.
No future kid,
No future kid,
Meet the real no future.
See that boy with the golden smile,
King of the slums, sleeps with his guns.
Seven to one, he won't make twenty five,
I seen him shake,
But he won't bow down.
No future kid,
No future kid,
Meet the real no future kid.
No future kid,
No future kid,
Meet the real no future.
You runnin' the street,
Where you were taught?
Did you believe,
You'd never be caught?
You told me,
You couldn't be bought,
Well, who sold you out,
Well, who sold you out?
No future kid,
No future kid,
Meet the real no future kid.
No future kid,
No future kid,
Meet the real no future.
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10. |
For The Riches
06:49
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For the Riches
You and me,
We are not so blind,
To see the way,
We've been changing.
We have long,
Tried to testify,
Shining bright,
When light was fading.
You live well,
But you never even sleep.
Is it fate, you're embracing?
Will you hang on,
When the anchor pulls you deep,
Until you're sleeping with the fishes?
For the riches,
For the riches.
Now, we all know,
That no matter what we say,
Its what we do, here, that's remembered.
All our shadows,
That we work so hard to hide,
Will tell on me,
The way they tell on you, I know,
Does it hurt, does it make you cry,
Do you walk, or do you face it?
Or find a way that you can medicate the pain,
Or are you stayin' for the riches?
For the riches,
For the riches.
Silver leaves,
In a spiral wind,
Make their way, back to heaven.
Dead cut trees,
Are that all we leave behind,
Embers glowin', in the distance.
For the riches,
For the riches.
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11. |
2,000 Volts
04:38
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2,000 Volts
Today I sent a message, knowing my chances of getting response, was small.
I was set on receiving, my heart believing,
I'd be the one who'd take the call.
You just pulled up beside me, knowing my senses were off,
looking so safe and so warm in your car.
Then you held out your hand, before I could recoil,
you sent 2,000 volts to my heart.
When I woke up this morning, I'd had terrible dreams,
I walked up to my headstone in the park.
Junkie angels with bat wings were reaching up from the soil,
but I sensed you had been watching all along.
Well, I ain't got time to hesitate,
I better stop you before you start,
you put 2,000 volts to my heart.
You sent 2,000 volts to my heart.
I see your face in the dream I can't awake from,
I know the rules, but I can't play no more.
You move fast, too fast to follow.
I'm comin back to even up the score.
Now I know what your game is and I won't play along.
Since then, I have been sleeping in my car.
I'll keep my gun beside me and I'll remember your face.
I'll pull over beside you and smile.
Then I'll hold out my hands,
before you can recoil,
I'll send 2,000 volts to your heart.
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12. |
Consenting Adults
04:39
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Consenting Adults
I can see the red lights flashing,
junkie priests come to my door,
hungered teens with stories tragic,
the only ones who come here anymore.
Anger takes another victim,
anytime of day or night.
Walls and bars protect the riches,
mothers keep their children out of sight.
Love ain't comin'. Love ain't comin'.
I have seen the strangest actions
in the name of greed and lust.
I have stopped at every station,
hoping I'd see someone I could trust.
Love ain't comin'. Love ain't comin'.
All my love is a higher car awaiting,
just step inside, just step inside.
Tonight is ours for the taking
with nothing to hide, with nothing to hide.
People have their soft addictions, Christians have their rituals.
Maybe I need medication to keep these things from creeping at my door.
All my love is a higher car awaiting,
just step inside, just step inside.
Tonight is ours for the taking with nothing to hide,
with nothing to hide,
with nothing to hide,
with nothing to hide,
with nothing, with nothing,
with nothing to hide.
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13. |
Good Times
03:49
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Good Times
Teacher said that we were lost in space,
that we'd never have a chance in this life.
Everyone I know has either given out or given up
or lost themselves in search of good times.
Good times,
to put away the anger,
good times,
nevermind the dangers,
good times,
how much will you wager?
People said that we were so unkind
that we would never get anything done.
They look at us like we lost our minds,
just because we live for fun and good times,
to put away the anger,
good times,
nevermind the dangers,
good times,
and how much will you wager's good?
Sing the number for these golden years,
sing it even after their gone.
And have another round for these joyous tears,
when we'd stumble on these streets until dawn.
Good times,
to put away the anger,
good times,
nevermind the dangers,
good times,
how much will you wager's good?
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14. |
Love And Forgiveness
05:32
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Love And Forgiveness
They days go by,
the stakes get high
and you reach for a smoke
to clear your head.
You walk out on a balcony,
above a busy street lit up in red.
You try to tell your story
of how you won the war
with forgiveness.
You try to tell your story
of how you fell in love
with the river.
Is it love or forgiveness?
Cause it's hard, sometimes,
to tell the difference.
You know the names and faces change,
you act like we never even met.
You take your chance with strangers,
ask yourself how bad it has to get.
It's time to tell your story
of how you pushed your body to the limits.
If being good is easy,
tell me why are you cryin'
in confession?
Is it love or forgiveness?
Cause it's hard, sometimes,
to tell the difference.
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