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King's Protege
04:33
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It's karma.
It don't do no good to hate him.
Just look the other way and thank him
for giving you this chance to clean.
I'm done now, baby.
Givin' you advice pro bono.
This ain't no charity.
Why don't you
take this, call your attorney.
Sometimes I don't know what to say.
Sometimes I don't know what to say.
I think I'll speak up anyway.
Alright, I
admit I can't relate
to your thing.
Go find a protege to crown you
king.
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2. |
Buried People
03:09
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Buried people,
Buried people
find their names sewn
on their grave stones.
Buried people,
Buried people
see their graves paved
when their eyes close.
When their eyes close.
Buried people,
Buried people
trade their day's walk
for asphalt.
You'd better watch out
for what you wish for
and on which rungs you step.
I'll probably see you in hell.
I'll probably see you
keel over from some
stressful distraction.
Don't shut me up
just like your widow
trying to help you cope.
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3. |
Politicker
02:17
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Reputation as a kiss and tell.
Interview the personnel.
Frequenting the cheap hotels on the side.
Politicker goes through no great lengths
to hide from what the public thinks
about the current state of things in his life.
Slain
Senate campaign.
But there's a time
when one must throat
big ideas
one does not know.
Avoid the light.
Embrace the dark.
Leave the wars
for him to fight.
I thought I spoke, but I was mute.
Discrepencies are not minute.
Inklings of a care take root in my mind!
Shame...
It's all in vain.
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4. |
So Hot
03:41
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Got me so hot.
I like to see your body. So what?
I'd like to put your hand on the spot
where all the trouble is.
My biggest fear
is when the apparitions appear
and move my body head over heels
and place me somewhere else.
Nothin' comes to me by day.
Thin fog on night's dew stage
positioned well
makes a nightmare scene
for a child of this age.
Sleep in my bed.
You might as well, you sleep in my head.
Long after all the others have left,
I tear the bed sheets off.
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5. |
Glorious
05:23
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Fast asleep, approaching curve
Concentrate on what you've heard.
Red eyes wake, think best to go.
Relucant to give up the road.
When you see things in your car,
You've been awake for far too long.
Among the talking, friendly stars
a dragonfly who sings his songs.
Deprive yourself of needed rest.
Delusions say it's for the best.
Create a world you call your own,
Splintered wooden telephone.
Don't wake up sleep.
Here's my choir.
Don't wake up. Sleep.
Lay beside her.
Don't you want to try and sleep?
Don't you want to try and sleep?
(You don't know what you need. Fireplace at your feet.)
I'll watch you.
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6. |
(Some Kind of) Maniac
03:51
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Slow moving ships in space
hightail to beat some race.
One static ship in space
floats on.
Hold on!
They say in space
objects appear displaced.
The body is Heaven's gate.
Hold on!
"Going somewhere?"
At last you meet him.
He's fond of you.
Some kind of maniac
With some kind of magic act.
I thought I'd saw you,
saw you in half and take you home.
Saw through the bone
These new religions
work on commission in your home.
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7. |
Black Ewe
06:08
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This means everything to me:
a chance to violate what we see as real.
I'm pushing myself
but I'm not letting go.
Forgo all your plans.
I bet your friends will understand.
Hand in hand we leave.
Let's make believe we believe.
Taken, drank or used
highs decay youths. The living proof
feel intense exhaust
to a point where voice is lost. It's my choice.
This means everything to me.
A chance to violate what we see as real.
I'm pushing myself.
But I'm not letting go.
There'll be happiness there waiting around for this black ewe.
It's a reprieve from a day which bores you.
If my eyes are sunk,
I will get some rest.
If my hair is long,
then I'll shave my head.
If my skin is pale
I will get some sun.
Accomodate
to you so my filth won't spread.
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S. Burns Greensboro, North Carolina
2003 - 2009
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