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The Manifest
04:54
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We combine perfumes and invitations
We provide you voices in your head, infact
We make sure that every smell is closer
We postpone the events that can be louder
Ain't no time
Oh baby, there is no yesterday
She's mad in love, well we forgot to mention,
We've sent the letters to her and all her friends, infact
I'm sorry honey, I've got no motivation
but we combined perfumes and invitations
Ain't no time
Oh baby, there is no yesterday
She's mad in love, well we forgot to mention,
We've sent the letters to her and all her friends intact
I'm sorry honey, I've got no motivation
but we combined perfumes and invitations
Ain't no time
Oh baby, there is no yesterday
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2. |
Lumberjack or Fisherman
02:58
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Save what's to save from the belly of the whale, go
Bail if you bail but there's no need to fail, no
Lumberjack or fisherman, Santa Fe or Mars
do what you got to do just to save your ass
Save what's to save from the belly of the whale, go
What your body does to me
Girl I can't believe it's real
I've been there for a lifetime, maybe longer
I know all the creepy sounds it can provide
The rumbling, the screaming and even the breathing's creepy
I waited for a long time so the beast could spit me up to the shore
So in the end the beast said: "Go on boy, and love your honey"
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3. |
Green Air
02:16
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Bravish company, you and all your hypocrites
Well I don't feel like any of those, so I propose
Let me burn all your paperwork, all your songs, wrongs
All your lyrics with a meaning on a higher vibrating scale
I never said it's the wrong way
I never said that the preacher's right
I never said it's the wrong way
That the preacher's right
Off you go with another word of wisdom, no charisma at all
'Cause it's art when you sing in the right direction
I've lost my soul for a word or two
And what i've got in return, a book of you
I never said it's the wrong way
I never said that the preacher's right
I never said it's the wrong way
That the preacher's right
Suiting up in your motherland
Pure stones
Sense of smell is not the same
Green air, what it does to you
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4. |
Family
04:12
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250 000 years of gut instinct
You thought I couldn't track you down
Well I guess it comes so natural
Second nature overall
I'll let my eye do the talking
'Cause I know
You're mine
And I gave
You time
I know your family
I know you in between
I got my fingers in you
250 000 years of gut instinct
You thought I couldn't track you down
Well I guess it comes so animal
No I'm not radical
'Cause I am blessed with what I claim
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Sympathy, Oregon
03:02
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Hello and welcome to Symphaty
I know you like it, uh-huh
Plus i assure you I've got money
Pocket's left
No need for dragonbreath again
Last time you burned the ozone
Just trust me when i say
This road is led me to hell
1-2-3 we go back to Symphaty
Before i start to blackmail
Wild men around
Ain't gonna help you no more
Backbone - eight tons what you gonna do
Neck deep in virtue anyway
Just trust me when i say
This road is leading you to hell
Baby
You don't have to leave me
This is where you left me
This is where I live
Baby
You don't have to leave me
This is where you left me
This is where I leave
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6. |
Rosemary's Got a Crush
03:57
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Time for the ritual has come, today's the day
If you ever thought that out of it there would be a way
Be warned that you were wrong, be ashamed you disbelieved
The preacher, the fire, the crowd are in the field waiting
You thought that all those strange marks on your thigh
Were just a random birthmark, don't know why should I
Be the scion of darkness? I grew up in the nineties
The layman, the yuppie will revel in my name
Midnight summertime
I don't mind your love
Thank you, hope you're OK
Now wipe up and I'll be on my way
This girl's got a fever, she got it by my touch
I'm an angel, she's a vessel, oh she don't mean too much
She's smitten to her brains, but I've got my plans
This night, one more night I guess they'll have to wait
Midnight summertime
I don't mind your love
Thank you, hope you're OK
Now wipe up and I'll be on my way
Can't fight your nature
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7. |
Our Song
05:28
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There goes another one another one yeah
Who denies it's grave
Don't tell me "I have seen and I have been, done that"
"Been there", fuck that
Please, please anyone, oh anyone just
Smile at the youngest god, he wants to live forever
Now what you gonna do, it's up to you, yeah
Too fun, you can't resist
I can't feel no better
Oh you are hurt so bad, well so are we
But you can feel our faith
In the end you see yourself, you see yourself, yeah
Eating Hale-Bopps weight
I can't feel no better
Why we do it? 'cause we can enjoy it
Most every time
All my money is thrown to the canyon
Most every dime
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8. |
Bones Are Bones
02:37
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Baby can't you see
I am easily
Easily entertained
Bottoms up for you
Ain't the thing to do
'Cause you always complain,
Don't you compromise
I don't lie
Even though
That may be a lie
Baby can't you see
I am easily
Easily entertained
Honest thing to do is
Sing through avenues
Cities, towns and countries
Don't you compromise
I don't lie
Even though
That may be a lie
Screaming makes
The words come louder
Bones are bones
And throats are throats, my dear
Bones are bones
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9. |
H-A-R-M-O-N-Y
03:12
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My, my, my we come like a lullaby
Collapse through your fingers, yes we purify
Your friends, your lungs, your pets
Your first born child, now let's
Clone! Yeah I know it's kinda hard
clap your hands you only have to try
H-A-R-M-O-N-Y
Kiss your friends and pets goodbye
Boy, it's gonna rip your head off, they said
Slave men do both, they rip their heads and souls
I know 'cause they're my breed
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10. |
Ode to the Shameless One
05:55
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Shame comes around like Commodore 64
Carnivore behind a closed door
Believe I'm gonna grind that grin till dawn
Seven or eleven even hundred years, it appears
Won't be enough to reshape when you interfere
Believe i'm gonna grind that grin till dawn
Burn if you burn but I ain't gonna buy
some say some 'cause some say none, goodbye
Ain't no bone in boneless like there ain't no shame in you
Either way I'm gonna justify
This big blow in the sky
Laws of the few, believe that ain't me and you
Suit college people voodoo people and the new
Believe i'm gonna grind that grin till dawn
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Point one more finger
And you're gonna live without
Both skin and fingernails
Down, down, down
Oh, little fingers gonna
Point you in my way,
Old school blood trial, ok?
I'll separate your eyes
Came with the revelation
The revelator's game
Based on catalogues
Fire and flame
Oh, little fingers gonna
Point you in my way,
Old school blood trial, ok?
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