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Your poetry describing me
It doesn't come close
You work the handle
You smear and turn
But you come no closer to meaning
It's your vanity
That's obvious
It embarrasses
Those that adore you
But who's gonna talk
Oh how it'll hurt
You were always unstable
But you've gotten worse
You looked into mirrors
Where death was at work
Of that you were certain
But it was all surface
And surface is numb
Something to wake us
From cultural slumbers
You fucking sleepwalkers
Go on and sleep
Go on and sleep
This is tomorrow
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Wanna step on through
Can I check that bag
Is there something inside here
That could help you relax
Did you find something
You were looking for
Freedom has its price now
Wanna buy some more
I'll take that coat
Remove them shoes
Should a guy like me
Be afraid of a man like you
All change
All change
Wipe your nations shame from you
It's not where your born
It's the things that you do
Money for all
Money for all
Revolution socialism
read it in the rag
There's a gun at your head
Put the money in the bag
Money for all
Have you tried this game
When you're feeling tired
Keeps you entertained
'Til your card expires
So you missed the broadcast
Or do you feel the same
Only someone's said the city's gone
Down in flames in our name
All change
All change
Let gasoline fumes fill the air
Let's show that mother how much you care
All change
All change
Wipe your nations shame from you
It's not where your born
It's the things that you do
Money for all
Money for all
Hey there soldier
Who's your concubine
With a trigger happy finger and a nicotine flame
She's a diamond mine
All change
All change
Let revolution fill the air
Let's show that monkey how much you care
Money for all
There's a mean looking elephant
Pounding at your door
It's dining at your table
Sleeping on your floor
Money for all
Money for all
Revolution socialism
Read it in the rag
There's a gun at your head
Put the money in the bag
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-
la-la-la-la-laa
Put the money in the bag
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-
la-la-la-la-laa
Put the money in the bag
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-laa
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-laa
Put the money in the bag
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Oh honey take me out I'm a deadman
Oh baby bake me something sweet
Oh honey take me out I'm a deadman
Oh baby give me bread to eat
There are places in the damp Northwest where
The bodies lie down head to feet
There were losses in the California sunshine
Tell you stories that you can't repeat
In the winter when the valley's flooded
Those were times where the rooms were cheap
The summer dirt lines the corner's of your pockets
I'm still buried there ten feet deep
Papa don't place this curse on me
Heaven knows I can't use it
Papa don't place this stone on me
Mama there's no future in it
We travel on the back roads lightly
Through Castle City and through the hills beyond
Me and Joan on the Sacramento
Me and Joan this is where we're from
Oh honey take me out I'm a deadman
Oh baby bake me something sweet
Oh honey take me out I'm a deadman
Oh baby give me bread to eat
Papa don't place this curse on me
Heaven knows I can't use it
Papa don't place this curse on me
Mama there's no future in it
Oh honey take me out I'm a deadman
Oh baby bake me something sweet
Oh honey take me out I'm a deadman
Oh baby give me bread to eat
Oh honey where's the colours of the springtime?
The pale green of an organdy dress
Her shadow grows in the California sunshine
But nothing else in the south south-west
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High in the architecture
Something's moving
Unrecognisable spirit
Dislocated
It's the wrong climate
No humidity
Humming humidity
It's fate belongs to another time
Another place
Projections on fallen masonry
Ghosts of a once pagan place
Standing empty
I stand empty
Dead echoes don't come back
His stopped cut out
Fuck you
Nothing ever happens
Unbelieving no one's receiving
A vessel filled
Held and spilled
Nothing
A trace from another time
Another place
It's simple
You don't exist
You can't possess me
You lose on a technicality
High in the architecture
Something's moving
Nothing
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What happened here?
The butterfly has lost its wings
The air's too thick to breathe
And there's something in the drinking water.
The sun comes up
The sun comes up and you're alone
Your sense of purpose come undone
The traffic tails back to the maze on 101
And the news from the sky
Is looking better for today
In every single way
But not for you
World citizen
World citizen
It's not safe
All the yellow birds are sleeping
Cos the air's not fit for breathing
It's not safe
Why can't we be
Without beginning, without end?
Why can't we be?
World citizen
World citizen
And if I stop
And talk with you awhile
I'm overwhelmed by the scale
Of everything you feel
The lonely inner state emergency
I want to feel
Until my heart can take no more
And there's nothing in this world I wouldn't give
I want to break
The indifference of the days
I want a conscience that will keep me wide awake
I won't be disappointed
I won't be disappointed
I won't be.
I saw a face
It was a face I didn't know
Her sadness told me everything about my own
Can't let it be
When least expected there she is
Gone the time and space that separates us
And I'm not safe
I think I need a second skin
No, I'm not safe
World citizen
World citizen
I want to travel by night
Across the steppes and over seas
I want to understand the cost
Of everything that's lost
I want to pronounce all their names correctly
World citizen
World citizen
I won't be disappointed
I won't be.
She doesn't laugh
We've gone from comedy to commerce
And she doesn't feel the ground she walks upon
I turn away
And I'm not sleeping well at night
And while I know this isn't right
What can you do?
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Five lines
Five lines
With which he marked time
Five lines flared from the ovens
He pulled the ribbons from their hair
With melodies beaten from the sheets of his mother
Songs for the end of time
Five lines
Return the birds to their singing
The sun fell, should we leave it to the foxes?
The sun fell from the sky
Leave it to its wits and its devices
The sun fell from the sky in the form of a stag
Buried deep in the forest
And that's where he felled it
A blow to the head
That left it unconscious
Nothing further was said
We'll set a place for him
We'll set a place then
For he had tried
Blood, bone, feathers to the sky
Even in flight
Nothing could have spared him
Five lines
Five lines flared from the oven
Five lines with which he marked out time
Leave him for the foxes
Leave him for the foxes
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Let me tell you about a friend
She contends she will always love me
It's this ability to lie and deceive
That has lost me completely
I could remind her of the facts
Make her calm down and relax
But why bother?
It's the shallowest defense
To my utter astonishment it is over
That little girl she wants to leave me
That little girl wants something more.
I'm optimistically inclined
Given time she'll change her mind
It's unlikely
Let me tell you about a friend
She contends she will always love me
If you look at her sideways
She will let you know
Today's the day the earth stole heaven
If you look at her sideways
She will curse you out
Today's the day the earth stole heaven
If you look at her sideways
There can be no doubt
It's over
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You run to the gate
But you'll be marked late
It's for your own good
It's for your own good
You're likely to make the grandest mistakes
You suffer alone
In the skin and the bone
Let's sharpen those
New sets of arrows
For the next generation
Of playground martyrs
And join in the game
Of intolerable shame
'Cos everyone shares
In the sins of their father's
School bell rings
Single file in
Trade you my unhappily everafters
So bring out those things
To hammer out the wings
Of the next generation
Of playground martyrs
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Feels like an ending
She's winding her way towards a conclusion
That never comes
Caroline feels uncomfortably numb
She's in deep
Surrendering to the promise of sleep
Almost done
Caroline plays an audience of one
And it isn't polite
She won't even try
A problem to no one
A problem to none
How can it be as quiet as this
This close to the edge?
Caroline says she's nobody's friend
How can you breathe
Embarrassed to be this far left of alone?
Caroline knows there's nobody home
It's ending
Winding its way towards a conclusion
Nearly done
Caroline knows there's nothing to come
When in doubt
She wanted to get it all down in writing
Didn't count
Better if someone else works it out
The files are deleted
No resisting at all
Already defeated
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Oh, the lights are blinking
Here's the great deceiver
Bling, bling
All bets are off
It goes unnoticed
If not for me it goes unnoticed
Find another record
Play another record
It could be anything
I play the jukebox
I play the dj
I could be vice, FBI
I played the imbecile
And no one noticed
And no one noticed
Oh boy, come see the plans
They're pure genius
They're pure genius
Oh boy, come see the plans
Oh, you wouldn?t notice
Here they come
See them tumble
My lucky numbers
Here they come
I've got lots of secrets
Man, I've lots of secrets
You're my number one
And you're my number one
Oh boy, come see the plans
They're pure genius
Pure genius
Oh boy, get with the program, man
Come see the plans
They're pure genius
You understand, you understand
Oh, the lights are blinking
Turn off the stereo
It wears the batteries
They're double A?s
Come morning
I'll sleep like a dog
And dream of numbers
My lucky numbers
Here they come
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It's a wonderful world
And you take and you give
And the sun fills the sky in the space where you live
It's a day full of dreams
It's a dream of the day
And the joy that it brings nearly sweeps her away
It's a wonderful world
As the buildings fall down
And you quicken your step 'til your feet leave the ground
And you're soaring above
All the sorrow below
And your falling in love with those you don't know
And your heart feels so wide
And your heart feels so strong
It was never a place that you felt you belonged
It's a wonderful world
Full of wonderful things
And the people fall down and abandon their dreams
I hear him
He's talking out loud
Sometimes he whistles while walking
How could he know any better
I weep for him
I weep for him now
It's a wonderful world
It's a real crying shame
Cause she's hurting herself in a violent way
And there's people she knows
That won't even try
And their trapped in their lives feeling terrified
And it's in times like these
That you promised to call
But the scale of our love is diminished and small
It's a wonderful world
And she doesn't know why
She wakes up each day and continues to cry
He's sleeping his troubles away
He's finding it too hard to bear
I'm with him every step of the way
I weep for him
I weep for him now
It's a wonderful world
And you take and you give
And the sun fills the sky in the space where you live
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I have listened repeatedly
I have listened very well
No one interrupts the harmful
When they're speaking
To wonder why of Europe
Say your goodbyes to Europe
Swallow the lie of Europe
Our shared history dies with Europe
(follow me, won't you follow me?)
A future's hinting at itself
Do you fear what I fear?
All those names of ancestry
Too gentle for the stones they bear
Someone somewhere wants to see you
Someone's traveling towards us all
To wonder why of Europe
To live, love, and cry in Europe
Say your goodbyes to Europe
Our history dies with Europe
(follow me, won't you follow me?)
The lights are dimming
The lounge is dark
The best cigarette is saved for last
We drink alone
We drink alone
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The world is everything
The world is everything
And I move close
And you move closer
And out of the spring
And into the summer
And out of the dark
Into the blessing of others
The table of goods
The bright board of lightning
And she loved him there once
But she's still not through fighting
And you can't swallow it
But you can't spit it out
Is there inner hell
It's coming out of her eyes
To taste her is bitter
But the world is alive
And the world is everything
The world is everything
The world is everything
The world is everything
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Morning, you lay sleeping
Your small body clinging tightly to mine
With frightening dependency
Life defining, impossible to betray
And with that…
The mattress rose
Set adrift on the burgeoning emotional tide
Colliding with the once stationary objects
Of an uninhabited life
What had been concealed
Was exhaled from god knows where
Colour-drained, unsalvageable
Shape shifting
And, with function relinquished
Resigned from service
Two blue sleeping bags
Nudged against one another
Bearing the once warm imprint of our bodies
The sun-baked stone garden
Retracted its promise
It was cold in that place of perpetual summer
If you were afraid you didn't show it
You who were born bearing the face
Of irrepressible grief
So as not to disappoint you
I lay motionless
Rapt by the rise and stall of your breathing
Your fingertips and thighs
Quietly affirming my place at your side.
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There are many rooms and many faces
When you're on the run, you run out of places
I'm on your side
I am your sugar fuel
I'll find where it hurts
I'll be the wound in you
I'm on your side
When the drugs take hold
I will touch you
I will touch you
When the words fall short
I will kiss you
I will kiss …..
I'm on your side
So let me punish you
I'm on your side
I'll be your sugar fuel
When all your thoughts are dark
And all your dreams are blue
I'm with you
You're on your stomach
You can't speak
You're suffocating in this heat
Well if we suffer is that wrong?
What doesn't kill us makes us strong
Were you pushed or did you slip?
I'm tasting blood upon your lips
The door is locked
The floor is greased
And if your screams should break the peace
I'm on your side
So let me finish you
I'm on your side
So let me punish you
I'm on your side
I'll be your sugar fuel
When all your thoughts are dark
And all your dreams are blue
I'm with you
I'm with you
Sugar
When all your thoughts are dark
And all your dreams are blue
I'm with you
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