1. |
Curb
02:32
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I’ve been trying hard to mask my sadness
But it won't stop until we grow out of
Clinging onto comfort
At the cost of all our relatives
And our spineless representatives
Swimming in their golden skeletons
And maybe we can fight our way out
But we don't care how many people die
Just as long as the stocks go up
And we don't care how many people drown
Cause we’re still drinking from our golden cup
It ain’t about what you wanted
Or what you think you deserve
Cause we’re gonna spit you out and
Toss you to the curb
Long has the suture been sewn up
But now it’s time for us to rip out all
Of the lies that we’ve been growing
And it aint what we’ve been promised it’s
Just the cost of what they’re selling
Could ya give me one shred of evidence
To show me we can fight our way out
And the loss of our humanity
Makes the bosses wanna show their teeth
They’re grinning in rotten ecstasy
And surely we can fight our way out
But we don't care how many people die
Just as long as the stocks go up
And we don't care how many people drown
Cause we’re still drinking from our golden cup
It ain’t about what you wanted
Or what you think you deserve
Cause we’re gonna spit you out and
Toss you to the curb
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2. |
Straight Shooter
03:52
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Oh I’m sick
Sicker than I used to be
And there’s fire where there’s smoke to see
And I don't look great
I got pills
Lining up my dresser drawers
My head aches and my body’s sore
But I’m still awake
Cause I can
Watch television from my computer
Tell myself that I’m a straight shooter
And feel sorry for myself all day
Cause you know that it’s so easy
Float down the river, lost in the stream
Wishing it all would just go away
I’m just one
Red-blooded American
Swimming round in this game of sin
But do I have to play?
And I’m here
Putting in the time I guess
Running hard and losing rest
It’s hard to say goodnight
Cause I can
Watch television from my computer
Tell myself that I’m a straight shooter
And feel sorry for myself all day
Cause you know that it’s so easy
Float down the river, lost in the stream
Wishing it all would just go away
Rain is coming down hard
Our boots stuck in the mud
Hands to be covered in blood
Well what’s it gonna take?
Out of time
Swimming in our summer sweat
Gotta try and we ain’t started yet
Cause ain’t it sad?
We’re all fucked
Rainforest is coming down
Trying not to be the first to drown
Cause it’s too late
Cause we can
Watch television from our computers
Tell ourselves we’re all straight shooters
And feel sorry for ourselves all day
Cause you know that it’s so easy
Float down the river, lost in the stream
Wishing it all would just go away
And soon it all will just go away
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3. |
Pink Slip / White Truck
02:01
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They put the pink slip on my white truck
Not sure if I’m gonna have enough cause
When you put the coins in the meter
Nothing comes out the other side
I spent twelve hours at the grocery store
They said they weren’t gonna pay me more
Well making a living makes no sense
When the well is running dry
I put the black pen to the white page
When am I ever gonna act my age?
And I’ve done a whole lot of drinking
The world’s split open wide
50k and armed to the teeth
But don’t you know that we’ve got mouths to feed?
What do you know about abolition?
Have you ever fucking tried?
And I don’t wanna be a pawn
I don’t wanna be a pawn
I don't’ wanna be a pawn anymore
And I don’t wanna be a pawn
I don’t wanna be a pawn
I don't’ wanna be a pawn anymore
They put the pink slip on my white truck
Not sure if I’m gonna have enough cause
When you put the coins in the meter
Nothing comes out the other side
I said nothing comes out the other side
And I don’t wanna be a pawn
I don’t wanna be a pawn
I don't wanna be a pawn anymore
And I don’t wanna be a pawn
I don’t wanna be a pawn
I don't wanna be a pawn anymore
And I don’t wanna be a pawn
I don’t wanna be a pawn
I don't wanna be a pawn anymore
And I don’t wanna be a pawn
I don’t wanna be a pawn
I don't wanna be a pawn anymore
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4. |
15 Words
03:11
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Fuck white supremacy wherever it stands
I don’t want to hear those 14 words again
Fuck white supremacy wherever it stands
I don’t want to hear those 14 words again
Fuck white supremacy wherever it stands
I don’t want to hear those 14 words again
Fuck white supremacy wherever it stands
I don’t want to hear those 14 words again
Fuck white supremacy wherever it stands
I don’t want to hear those 14 words again
Fuck white supremacy wherever it stands
I don’t want to hear those 14 words again
Fuck white supremacy wherever it stands
I don’t want to hear those 14 words again
Fuck white supremacy wherever it stands
I don’t want to hear those 14 words again
Fuck white supremacy wherever it stands
I don’t want to hear those 14 words again
Fuck white supremacy wherever it stands
I don’t want to hear those 14 words again
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5. |
Checks
03:23
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You’d think we jumped out of the ooze
Already wearing our wristwatches
The moon controls the time of the tide
You know it’s never stopping
From womb to work
And work to sleep
From time to time
And week to week
Let’s use our welfare checks to
Play the lottery
Use the winnings for our new
Frontal Lobotomies
We all catch ourselves in the act
Of gasping up for air
Our inhibitions fall like bricks
Down the tall and narrow stairs
From womb to work
And work to sleep
From time to time
And week to week
Yeah!
Let’s use our welfare checks to
Play the lottery
Use the winnings for our new
Frontal lobotomies
Try to forget the trouble of the
Working people’s blues
Get too drunk and watch the evening news
If you wake up in the morning
And you don’t like the person you are
Don’t like the person you are
Well that’s alright baby
You can just change
On your nights or your weekends or you next cigarette break
Oh yeah?
Well you know what we’re gonna do
You know what we’re all gonna do?
Let’s use our welfare checks to
Play the lottery
Use the winnings for our new
Frontal lobotomies
Try to forget the trouble of the
Working people’s blues
Get too drunk and watch the evening news
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6. |
Stoplight
01:49
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You ask me what time is it in Florida
What if I told you I don’t know?
We’re always waiting for the weekend
Get drunk and let it all go
We’re trying hard to get it all right
All the right exits to take
But it’s a crash course in forgiveness
And I make a lot of mistakes
And every time you drive through my town
You send a picture of the light
But do you ever pass up the yellow
And make it home sooner tonight?
Well your town has so many stop signs
A chance to pause see where you’ve gone
I tend to move a little faster
Cause my town only has the one
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7. |
Stones
03:41
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All of the polished stones
Skip across the river just fine
But down in the undertow
I’m gonna see some old friends of mine
In the hardest soil
Rainfall takes some time to sink in
And even the tallest pines
Bend hard with the Northern wind
And sometimes the most
Adventurous tales
Take a long time to begin
All the problems that got my number
We’re gonna send ‘em off
Falls with the rain and the thunder
Over my rooftop
And I know we’ve all been told
Ya gotta stick with your five year plan
Cause your ship’s already sailed
And got grounded on drier lands
Waiting for a stronger wind
To get you back to where you wish you had started
And sometimes the weight of the world
Leaves you broke and broken hearted
And I know it hurts
I’ve been there too
It takes a long time
To get started
All the problems that got my number
We’re gonna send ‘em off
Falls with the rain and the thunder
Over my rooftop
I get the feeling I can’t do this alone
And I’m building my own road
Stone by stone
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