1. |
Drunk at the Zoo
01:37
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2. |
Omnium Batter'em
02:15
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Pray for violence
Omnium batter'em
Raze the monuments
Omnium batter'em
I'm afraid
Are you afraid too?
When it all comes down
When the penny drops
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3. |
St. Anthony's Bells
02:34
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The shadow of Christ pale on the wall
Coffee breath, you're a burden to all
Carcinogen clouds in the moonlight
Subway broke down I'm ready to fight
The Polish night shift's punching in
Pool loose change for a bottle of gin
Hosannas in the highest
Count your blessings on a broken fist
They're ringing out
They're ringing out
They're ringing
St. Anthony's bells
Booted from the navy, spiralling years
Make it through winter with joyful tears
Exiles, we, and the church is locked
Play another hit from the old juke box
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4. |
Whiskey River
02:12
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5. |
Git Aroun'
03:19
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Said hey hey hey
Betting on a long shot
Betting all I got
Packing up the old place
Packing up, packing up
Driving through the heart
Of a new mile of rot
Pamela got the map
Bought it at a truck stop
Git aroun'
Say hey, now now now
Used to day dream
In a subway car
Fall asleep at the wheel
You won't get far
No skin on skin
In crowded streets
Just my woman, a wheel
Gas pedal, two seats
Git aroun
Say hey now
Get downtown
Get down
Apartment's just a big glove box
Look at the highway
All the birds and rocks
Pamela got the map
She's all worked up
Betting on a long shot
But it's all we got
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6. |
Criminals
04:39
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Snow capped mountains
Shimmering streams
It's America's heaven
Glowing green
A small town, modest homes
People who've lived there for generations
Kind people, honest people
I studied, I learned to tell the truth
I studied, I learned to tell the truth
Community board struck a deal
With some energy company
To strip-mine the mountainsides
Progress knocks on every door in time.
“Not here,” they say. “Not here”
Ancient instinct in their words
Three kids in prom tuxedos
Driving a Buick around
Make a grave decision
Big lapels and boutonnieres
Dress shoes, sunglasses
A hair gel fantasy
I studied, I learned to tell the truth
I studied, I learned to tell the truth
When the .22 comes out
Not even enough time
To register shock on their face
This happens ten or twelve times
“Not here,” they say. “Not here”
Ancient instinct in their words
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7. |
A Wave of Information
02:48
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8. |
In Time
02:46
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Lyrics by Nick Grenier
From mind
To hand
To string
To air
To current
To amp
To air
I am in time
Am I in time?
From mind
To hand
To string
To air
To current
To amp
To air
To ear
To mind
In time
Am I in time?
I am in time
There is a pattern in my head
It's coming through the strangest path
Are you receiving?
Hope you're receiving
It's ripping through me
To be here
From the mind to the throat to the air
To the ear to mind from the throat from the air
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9. |
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I just called to say I'm freaking out
God, it got so strange with you not around
And I can't be something I'm not
So I'm not
No I'm not
Gonna try anymore
Will this time be different than before?
I just called to say I miss you more
I've gone insane since I let you go
And I can't work with my head in the clouds
So I'm not
No I'm not
Gonna try anymore
WIll this time be different than before?
I need you now, I need you more
I broke everything you ever wanted to keep
And if we can't be something we're not
Tell me one thing before I walk out the door
Will this time be different than before?
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