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Heart Rate
03:05
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People talk too much and put the boots on not enough.
Acting so stuck up. They need to get the head out.
Stand still on the escalator and then the miss the train.
If you don't want to go insane, you need to get the lead out.
People talk too much and put the boots on not enough.
Stay safe in the cut, and never put the work in.
Fight the mirror every single day. Victimized by their only brain.
But nouns alone won't a story make. You need to put some verbs in.
People think themselves sick, cause they don't stay on top of it.
It gets dark in the pit and hard to see the way out.
They keep excuses in a rolodex for why they don't feel well.
They lock themselves in a cell and can't break out, but let me tell you.
If you'd like to join the fold, leave your pain out in the cold and be favored by the bold- turn your brain off; take control of your life- come to our side.
People talk too much. Just get your heart rate up. You've got to feel it in your gut. You've got to give it up.
But baby...I don't want to.
Jim Jones : I saved them but I made my example. I made my expression and the world was not ready for me...and the best testimony we can make is to leave this god-damn world.
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2. |
Corpse Reviver
04:01
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Gonna hit the town tonight. Act like everything's fine.
I'm only here for a good time, so don't mess up mine.
Gonna kick it until my knees hurt. Get to drinkin' on some wine.
Not really looking for a shorty, but young is the night.
I look up from my corpse reviver to scan the room for a vibe, and what do you know. There she goes dressed in white. Made a home of my mind.
What are you looking for tonight? What do you think about this song? That's some really nice pants there. How'd you get them on?
I think I'd like to get to know you. Can you show me your ID?
I'm in love with this photo. Looks so much like me.
Is there something material between us or am I out of my mind? Cause what do I know?
Then she spoke with her eyes. Let me know I was right.
What are we gonna do with all these drinks up at this table, baby? Guess we're gonna have to put them all away.
I'm so glad I met you tonight. How'd you get to be so sweet? Skin smelling like a zinnia and soft as a peach.
Can we sit down for just a second? Stuff is spinning all around.
Looks like they just cut the lights on. So much for that round.
If you keep getting me this drunk; then you might have to drive me home.
What do you know? Corpse reviver to the dome. Another night all alone.
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3. |
Nag Champa
02:32
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She thinks she'd like to get to know me.
She speaks the universal language of love and song.
She's on the road to holy matrimony, but she just wants to break it down until the break of dawn.
Keep the nag champa burning.
Light flicking on the walls from the fireplace.
Take it slow cause I'm not trying to memorize; I'm trying to learn it.
Told her I could start again if I forget my place.
We don't even need to globetrot.
Baby I could take you anywhere you want to go.
Cooking dinner. Might have left a pot boiling on the stovetop.
Got distracted. Now the water starts to overflow.
Fixated on the moment. Time doesn't even register a time and place.
Two people coalescing; together in the slowness.
Each second is a blessing it would be a crime to waste.
How do you do that?
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4. |
Boot Straps
03:52
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Wake up, my young friend.
Wipe the sleep out of your eye.
It's a storm of death and violence and if you ain't ever vigilant it's going to take you by surprise.
Shit's not that simple, no.
Shit ain't all sweet.
It's a slog to do most anything and wisdom won't come beckoning.
You've got to get it off the street.
This is where all the blood pools. They can't see from the top.
Up there's where the compassion starts. You're down here where it stops.
I rose up from the concrete with just my wits and teeth.
And I'll be damned if when they change guards they have it easier than me.
This ain't no state fair.
Biggie: I feel death is fuckin callin’ me.
It's just a sad state of affairs.
Every single moment is a fight; and you've got better luck with a lightning strike then find anyone who cares.
So next time you need a shoulder or a pat on the back; don't look up my name in the phone book because I'll just tell you the facts.
If I had time for emotions I'd have some of my own.
But I've got bills and the rent is due, so I'm in survivor mode.
XXXTentacion: Catch your breath. Count down from 10. Catch your breath and he's gonna play it, and I want you screaming again. When it drops the first time, screaming. And when it drops the second time- screaming. 10...you're not getting any water cause I'm not drinking any fucking water. I'm not drinking any fucking water. 10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2...1!
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5. |
My Legacy
02:20
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Wendy Williams: Death to all of them.
Audience: Whoooa. Jesus!
When I walk down the street everybody looks and they want a piece.
It's so hard being me. All the evil eyes and the jealousy.
They want me to fail and be in misery cause their lives are filled with monotony and poverty.
My burden to hold is my loveliness and my perfect soul; so others are cold cause they hate themselves and their wretched roles.
I'm the king of kings and every song I sing is a testament to the joy I bring.
And I will prevail over my enemies if they dare to doubt.
Even if they flee; they will be mine.
Scott Conner: *screaming* Kill! Something like that?
I used to be small. I would shrink myself for the big and tall.
Then I scaled the wall meant to close me in. Now I'll end them all.
I could never change. Never be improved. Cause I learned from pain. Every scrape and bruise only pissed me off until I hit them back.
Now I'll never stop until it all turns black.
I'm a legend. I'm a beast. I'm a god.
Everyone wishes they could be me.
I'll be remembered until the end of the world as the greatest ever.
That's my legacy.
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6. |
Organ Interlude
01:53
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Little Jake: Yes?
Barbara Cook: I want to run an ad for the organ.
Little Jake: You’re running an ad for the organ?
Barbara Cook: I’m going to.
Little Jake: Where?
Barbara Cook: In the newspaper!
Little Jake: That costs money. Can’t we just keep it here?
Dewey Wilkerson (Erik Per Sullivan): You just hate that you don’t get to be better than everybody at everything all the time. Music’s my only thing. And you know what? It’s greater than everything you have put together.
Barbara Cook: You don’t play it. Nobody plays it.
Little Jake: I do play it, and my books are on it.
Barbara Cook: I’d rather get rid of it. It’s just in the way.
Little Jake: It’s not in the way.
Penelope Spheeris: Why do you get so loaded, though?
Chris Holmes: Well, cause it’s the only thing that- that let’s me get free.
Little Jake: As you can see, I’m using it as a bookshelf.
Barbara Cook: I can get you a bookshelf, you don’t need a bookshelf.
Little Jake: No. No you can’t.
Dewey Wilkerson (Erik Per Sullivan): It’s about beauty and love and feeling, and not about proving what a creepy little genius you are to everybody.
Courtney Taylor-Taylor: Who are you to tell me what a song is? You, who have written so many songs? How many? None? Ever? So I think I ended that by saying “I sneeze and hits come out.”
Little Jake: Well I’ll tell you right now you’re not going to get a hundred dollars for that organ. You’ll probably get—
Barbara Cook: I don’t think so, no! Even thirty dollars is fine.
Little Jake: But I think it’s worth more than that to keep it here, so I can use it.
Penelope Spheeris: Do you think you might be covering up some pain?
Chris Holmes: Uh, yeah.
Penelope Spheeris: What would that be from?
Dewey Wilkerson (Erik Per Sullivan): So, excuse me. I’m going to appreciate music. It’s all the sweeter because I know you can’t.
Dog next door: *barks*
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7. |
Feeder
04:23
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Baby, I don’t want to watch. Can we turn it off?
It’s been a long day.
Nothing ever changes, so we might as well just look away.
Try to tune it out. Try to live your life.
Tell me how far you get.
It’s a daily thing. That’s what people say.
Don’t even trip on it.
Tree of liberty’s looking might dry.
You know what that means.
It’s our duty to give it people food.
Someone’s gotta bleed.
Why should we pretend to weep
for your suffering and all your misery?
Pfff.
Power’s so divine and it feels so fine.
Shame that you have none.
So your daughter’s gone? We could give a shit.
You don’t live near us.
They were far too small.
They couldn’t fend us off, although they kicked and screamed.
They were young and prime.
Whatcha gonna do? Freedom isn’t free.
From up here it’s too high to see
all the bloodshed and pain that we reap
so we’ll watch from our place of safety
and just pray god does not intervene
while we feed them to the tree.
*spits*
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8. |
Some Day
02:15
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Some day I’m just gonna lose it.
I’m gonna snap in a spectacular way.
Cuz it’s been building up my whole life
and eventually the dam’s gonna break.
I didn’t ask to be born and now I’m filled up with scorn
and deep contempt for the whole human race
and if nature isn’t what kills me it probably will be the hate.
Deep, burning hate.
Lately I’ve been on a rampage.
My brain’s been fighting me at every turn.
A thin black veil shrouds my vision
and all I want is to be deep in the earth.
God must take me for a dick if he thinks I’m gonna sit
by and watch everything I love die and burn.
Forgot all my coping skills and I don’t have the will to relearn
and fuck your concern.
If I ever could believe I would be reincarnated
I would push the button now and call this whole thing a wash
but since I only get one and for now mine ain’t done
I guess I’ll swallow all my pain and chug along
but I swear to jesus!
Some day I’m just gonna lose it.
I’m gonna snap in a spectacular way.
Cuz it’s been building up my whole life
and eventually the dam’s gonna break.
God must take me for a dick if he thinks I’m gonna sit
by and watch everything I love die and burn.
*WHITE DOG DIES*
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9. |
Shroom Caps
03:26
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Once I was lost. I didn’t know what to do.
Climbed up the hill. Looked in the eyes of the guru.
“Take me by the collar and shake me. I’m trying to get messed up.”
Up from the floor. Broke open the doors of perception.
All of my pain was like a spell of protection.
I don’t think you heard me the first time. I said I’m trying to get messed up.
Cuz it’s tough and scary but it’s temporary.
Need to get high. Point me to the guy with the mushrooms.
If life’s gonna suck, I’m gonna live in the vacuum.
Come get your guy. He’s got his eye on my lady.
I’m an enlightened man. I’m not gonna do nothing crazy.
I just think he needs to reconsider that shit unless he’s trying to get messed up.
Cuz I’m Mister Fun Time until you cross the line.
I don’t wanna think about it. Please don’t ever make me see my reflection.
No need to make a stink about if I’m in love with my stunted progression.
I’m so very tightly wound yet so loose with my grip.
I gave up on trying to find my objective.
Life is tough and scary but it’s necessary.
Need to get high. Point me to the guy with the mushrooms.
Woo! Where you at?!
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10. |
The World
03:07
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Finally got all of the ducks in row.
Got our shelter up to snuff. Now we can breathe.
Then they served us up a “Fuck you” note.
Larynx sinks into my guts in disbelief.
We’re moving. We’ve got the moves.
The music we cannot refuse.
Once again we’re up against the ropes
and the path ahead is tough, but in my dreams
I could take you to Rome, Tokyo or Eastern Kokomo.
Damn the price let’s go anywhere that we can.
Take my hand and let’s go.
Shame that we’re broke because you deserve the world.
Just thought you should know.
Josh Neff (Matt Keeslar): Disco will never be over. Something like this, that was this big and this important and this great will never die. Those who didn’t understand will never understand. Disco was too great and too much fun to be gone forever. It’s got to come back some day. I just hope it’ll be in our own life times.
Hey baby, you oughta know.
If you want to, any time we can go.
Any where our plane can land.
Got a passport in my hand.
Let’s fucking go. <3
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11. |
Bunker
02:45
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Down in the bunker we’ve got everything that we could need.
We’ve got eachother.
But if you weren’t here with me, I would be struggling.
I would be shaking like a leaf in the wind.
Lord, I would be suffering.
All of the panic would be setting in.
Who know what tomorrow brings? We haven’t a clue.
The bodies are stacking up, blocking our exit route
but things could be worse than being stuck here with you.
Though I do hope it takes a little turn for the better,
at least we get to watch it burn together. We do.
When we’re hunkered down in the bunker,
just me and you.
Who know what tomorrow brings? We haven’t a clue.
The bodies are stacking up, blocking our exit route
but things could be worse than being stuck here with you.
Though sometimes the dread can overtake me,
all I feel is safety when I’m with my baby.
So I do hope it takes a little turn for the better,
but at least we get to watch it burn together. We do.
When we’re hunkered down in the bunker,
waiting for doom.
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