1. |
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Dream
I’m dreaming in color, bass riff
Dream
I’m dreaming in color, bass riff
Dream
I’m dreaming in color
I found everything in my mind
I fought everything in my mind
I fired everything in my mind
I fried everything in my mind
I lost everything but my mind, bass riff
Dream...
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2. |
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A poor boy raised on the docks
In the slums of Baltimore
Chewing, cursing, drinking
Folks couldn't take anymore
Shipped him to reform school
Mathias gave him a bat
Birth of a mother slugger
Soon to be Sultan of Swat
That's Babe Ruth
That's Babe Ruth
Woke up to 5 chili dogs
Chased them with 4 beers
Kissed his 3 dates goodbye
And headed out to the field
Quivering pitcher winds up
He can sense the heat
Swings that 40-ounce hickory
Knocks one deep to the cheap seats
That's Babe Ruth
That's Babe Ruth
Babe, Babe, Babe, I say Babe
Piled up the records
For many years they stood
Screwed over by the Boston Braves
Promise never made good
That's the cost of living
Out on the ragged edge
You can have it your way
But at 53 you’re dead
That's Babe Ruth
That's Babe Ruth
That's Babe Ruth
That's Babe Ruth
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3. |
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Been around since the planets cooled
I shone brightly as
Adam ruled
A symbol of wonder
A light for broken hearts
A little hope for Eve’s dark
Turning wise men into fools
I am the moon
I am the moon
Cleopatra took just one look
Flashed her eyes and
Marc Anthony was hooked
A battle lost now
Two bodies lie still on the ground
In my golden light they drowned
Love was what they took
I am the moon
I am the moon
One giant leap for mankind
Leave good judgment far behind
So I remain up in the sky
As star-crossed lovers
Look me in the eye
Magnetic force to reckon
I’m guessing you’re his girl
Why not give it a whirl?
It’s obvious he’s your guy
I am the moon
I am the moon
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4. |
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Back in high school
Studied woodshop
Always picked on
An honor roll prop
Not popular
I honed my craft
Drilling, sawing
Soon my last laugh
I had designs, to be
To be a coffin maker
A master plan, to become
Become a coffin maker
Post-graduation
They all stayed jerks
Vicious lawyers
Suing berserk
I built one a desk
He skipped on the bill
Said he was strapped
Screwed by goodwill
Just you wait, until
I'm a coffin maker
You'll meet a different kind
Kind of undertaker
17 thousand,
Watch the box go down
Exorbitant price,
To level the ground.
Back debt with interest
For things I don't own
Exemplified greed
Reap the seeds you've blown
The sweet juice, of revenge
Now I'm a coffin maker
Take a drink, enjoy
I'm the coffin maker
I'm the coffin maker
I'm the coffin maker
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5. |
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Do you know the difference?
Between a spider and an octopus?
One’s free in the ocean
The other’s stuck in the woods
Do you know the difference
Between a spider and an octopus?
Made straight A’s in college
But you never learned enough
Do you know the difference?
Between a mollusk and an arthropod?
One spins a tangled web
The other’s a tricky blob
Do you know the difference
Between a mollusk and an arthropod?
You don’t believe in Satan
Never trusted God
Do you know the difference?
Between a spider and an octopus?
One blinds you with ink
The other one sucks your blood.
Do you know the difference?
Between a spider and an octopus?
I don’t think you do
I don’t think you do
I don’t think you do
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6. |
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Staring down an ale
Complexion in grayscale
With my best friend, me
Solitarily.
I’m a regular
I’m a regular
I’m a regular
Maddy’s slightly crocked
Life packed in a box
Her dreams of the ballet
Blacked out on Broadway
She’s a regular
She’s a regular
She’s a regular
Benny’s on the rail
His second marriage failed
He lost it in the cracks
Forgot the Similac
Benny’s regular
Maddy’s regular
I’m a regular
We’re all regulars
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7. |
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I need to take a trip
Far away from the southern tip
My body’s getting harmed
By this global warmth
Skating
Want to be skating
Skating to Iceland
Skating
Want to be skating
Arrogant about our effect
Genetically select?
Damage that we made
Can turn ‘round in a day
Skating
Want to be skating
Skating to Iceland
Skating
Want to be skating
Scrape with a meteor
Knocked further than before
Ocean’s are frozen glass
I get to skate at last
Finally Skating
Now I’m skating
Skating to Iceland
Finally Skating
Now I’m skating
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8. |
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My name is Richard Nixon
I’m not such a bad guy
There were some discrepancies in some recordings I made
The missing eighteen and-a-half minutes
We all lose recordings
Haven't you ever erased your answering machine?
It appears there is a slight gap
A slight gap in some of my chronicling
Hey Dick Nixon
We’re on to you
You erased the tape
To cover up Watergate
Diverted attention
To Spiro Agnew
Dick Nixon
We’re on to you
The audio nerds
Reeled up the words
Fine tooth combs, a war to wage
A sinister voice
Used a choice
Pointed out by Alexander Haig
It could be me
I’m no good with machines
Neither is Rose Mary Woods
The big red button
Always means something
Tricky Dick wiped out the goods
John Sirica
Couldn’t be quicker
Subpoenaed 64 recordings made
Nixon refused
Supreme Court not amused
Turned them in later on that day
Deep in cahoots
With the rest of the suits
The tape released and the public floored
You’re never alone
After achieving the throne
The spinning reels are always in record
Hey Dick Nixon
We’re on to you
Duck behind piano keys
Used your dog Checkers in a speech
Pat by your side
With her new expensive hairdo
Dick Nixon
We’re on to you
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9. |
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When I was a child
I had marionettes
I made up sick stories
Clever vignettes
They always ended
With dark despair
Cherry bombs ignited
Puppet parts everywhere
Puppets and Explosions
Then I started playing
Video games
Online nemeses
With disturbing names
My game controller
Became my strings
Stabbing at the buttons
I blew up everything
Puppets and Explosions
Elected as leader
By my puppet brigade
They follow me blindly
And do what I say
Manipulate society
Like my Pinocchio
Pulling all the strings
I’ve become Geppetto
Puppets and Explosions
Puppets and Explosions
And Explosions
And Explosions
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10. |
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11. |
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There’s no time left for Freud
He just fell into a mental void
And now he’s gone
Freud is gone
Sitting back while stroking his beard
The prognosis is worse than feared
That’s Freud
No time for Freud
No time for Freud
No time for Freud
Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar
Over-analysis can leave deep scars
There’s no time for Freud
I don’t know about Oedipus
I don’t care what I take from this
I don’t know
Don’t know about Freud
I don’t care about anal retention
I don’t know about your dementia
I don’t care
Care about Freud
No time for Freud
No time for Freud
Dreams sometimes only mean nothing
Senseless artificial reconstructions
No man knows how the mind functions
Explained by untested deductions
He told you it's all about your mother
Never talked about your father or your brother
What’s that Freud?
Can’t hear you Freud
Tell me about your childhood
No one’s had one that's any good
I’m bored with Freud
Tired of Freud
No time for Freud
No time for Freud
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12. |
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Negativity drilling her holes
Boring deep and dull and freezing cold
On an empty platform I stand
A bag of broken hearts clutched in hand
Trying my damnedest will it work?
Wearing the clothes of a jerk
Smoldering words - cigarette burns
Rusted turnstile never turns
Negativity pushes away
Every single love I've betrayed
Scars obscured carefully from view
How long will they be my excuse
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13. |
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My name is Richard Nixon
I’m not such a bad guy
There were some discrepancies in some recordings I made
The missing eighteen and-a-half minutes
We all lose recordings
Haven't you ever erased your answering machine?
It appears there is a slight gap
A slight gap in some of my chronicling
Hey Dick Nixon
We’re on to you
You erased the tape
To cover up Watergate
Diverted attention
To Spiro Agnew
Dick Nixon
We’re on to you
The audio nerds
Reeled up the words
Fine tooth combs, a war to wage
A sinister voice
Used a choice
Pointed out by Alexander Haig
It could be me
I’m no good with machines
Neither is Rose Mary Woods
The big red button
Always means something
Tricky Dick wiped out the goods
John Sirica
Couldn’t be quicker
Subpoenaed 64 recordings made
Nixon refused
Supreme Court not amused
Turned them in later on that day
Deep in cahoots
With the rest of the suits
The tape released and the public floored
You’re never alone
After achieving the throne
The spinning reels are always in record
Hey Dick Nixon
We’re on to you
Duck behind piano keys
Used your dog Checkers in a speech
Pat by your side
With her new expensive hairdo
Dick Nixon
We’re on to you
|
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14. |
||||
Staring down an ale
Complexion in grayscale
With my best friend, me
Solitarily.
I’m a regular
I’m a regular
I’m a regular
Maddy’s slightly crocked
Life packed in a box
Her dreams of the ballet
Blacked out on Broadway
She’s a regular
She’s a regular
She’s a regular
Benny’s on the rail
His second marriage failed
He lost it in the cracks
Forgot the Similac
Benny’s regular
Maddy’s regular
I’m a regular
We’re all regulars
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15. |
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Dream
I’m dreaming in color, bass riff
Dream
I’m dreaming in color, bass riff
Dream
I’m dreaming in color
I found everything in my mind
I fought everything in my mind
I fired everything in my mind
I fried everything in my mind
I lost everything but my mind, bass riff
Dream...
|
||||
16. |
||||
When I was a child
I had marionettes
I made up sick stories
Clever vignettes
They always ended
With dark despair
Cherry bombs ignited
Puppet parts everywhere
Puppets and Explosions
Then I started playing
Video games
Online nemeses
With disturbing names
My game controller
Became my strings
Stabbing at the buttons
I blew up everything
Puppets and Explosions
Elected as leader
By my puppet brigade
They follow me blindly
And do what I say
Manipulate society
Like my Pinocchio
Pulling all the strings
I’ve become Geppetto
Puppets and Explosions
Puppets and Explosions
And Explosions
And Explosions
|
||||
17. |
||||
I need to take a trip
Far away from the southern tip
My body’s getting harmed
By this global warmth
Skating
Want to be skating
Skating to Iceland
Skating
Want to be skating
Arrogant about our effect
Genetically select?
Damage that we made
Can turn ‘round in a day
Skating
Want to be skating
Skating to Iceland
Skating
Want to be skating
Scrape with a meteor
Knocked further than before
Ocean’s are frozen glass
I get to skate at last
Finally Skating
Now I’m skating
Skating to Iceland
Finally Skating
Now I’m skating
|
||||
18. |
||||
Been around since the planets cooled
I shone brightly as
Adam ruled
A symbol of wonder
A light for broken hearts
A little hope for Eve’s dark
Turning wise men into fools
I am the moon
I am the moon
Cleopatra took just one look
Flashed her eyes and
Marc Anthony was hooked
A battle lost now
Two bodies lie still on the ground
In my golden light they drowned
Love was what they took
I am the moon
I am the moon
One giant leap for mankind
Leave good judgment far behind
So I remain up in the sky
As star-crossed lovers
Look me in the eye
Magnetic force to reckon
I’m guessing you’re his girl
Why not give it a whirl?
It’s obvious he’s your guy
I am the moon
I am the moon
|
||||
19. |
||||
There’s no time left for Freud
He just fell into a mental void
And now he’s gone
Freud is gone
Sitting back while stroking his beard
The prognosis is worse than feared
That’s Freud
No time for Freud
No time for Freud
No time for Freud
Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar
Over-analysis can leave deep scars
There’s no time for Freud
I don’t know about Oedipus
I don’t care what I take from this
I don’t know
Don’t know about Freud
I don’t care about anal retention
I don’t know about your dementia
I don’t care
Care about Freud
No time for Freud
No time for Freud
Dreams sometimes only mean nothing
Senseless artificial reconstructions
No man knows how the mind functions
Explained by untested deductions
He told you it's all about your mother
Never talked about your father or your brother
What’s that Freud?
Can’t hear you Freud
Tell me about your childhood
No one’s had one that's any good
I’m bored with Freud
Tired of Freud
No time for Freud
No time for Freud
|
||||
20. |
||||
My name is Richard Nixon
I’m not such a bad guy
There were some discrepancies in some recordings I made
The missing eighteen and-a-half minutes
We all lose recordings
Haven't you ever erased your answering machine?
It appears there is a slight gap
A slight gap in some of my chronicling
Hey Dick Nixon
We’re on to you
You erased the tape
To cover up Watergate
Diverted attention
To Spiro Agnew
Dick Nixon
We’re on to you
The audio nerds
Reeled up the words
Fine tooth combs, a war to wage
A sinister voice
Used a choice
Pointed out by Alexander Haig
It could be me
I’m no good with machines
Neither is Rose Mary Woods
The big red button
Always means something
Tricky Dick wiped out the goods
John Sirica
Couldn’t be quicker
Subpoenaed 64 recordings made
Nixon refused
Supreme Court not amused
Turned them in later on that day
Deep in cahoots
With the rest of the suits
The tape released and the public floored
You’re never alone
After achieving the throne
The spinning reels are always in record
Hey Dick Nixon
We’re on to you
Duck behind piano keys
Used your dog Checkers in a speech
Pat by your side
With her new expensive hairdo
Dick Nixon
We’re on to you
|
||||
21. |
||||
Staring down an ale
Complexion in grayscale
With my best friend, me
Solitarily.
I’m a regular
I’m a regular
I’m a regular
Maddy’s slightly crocked
Life packed in a box
Her dreams of the ballet
Blacked out on Broadway
She’s a regular
She’s a regular
She’s a regular
Benny’s on the rail
His second marriage failed
He lost it in the cracks
Forgot the Similac
Benny’s regular
Maddy’s regular
I’m a regular
We’re all regulars
|
||||
22. |
||||
Dream
I’m dreaming in color, bass riff
Dream
I’m dreaming in color, bass riff
Dream
I’m dreaming in color
I found everything in my mind
I fought everything in my mind
I fired everything in my mind
I fried everything in my mind
I lost everything but my mind, bass riff
Dream...
|
||||
23. |
||||
When I was a child
I had marionettes
I made up sick stories
Clever vignettes
They always ended
With dark despair
Cherry bombs ignited
Puppet parts everywhere
Puppets and Explosions
Then I started playing
Video games
Online nemeses
With disturbing names
My game controller
Became my strings
Stabbing at the buttons
I blew up everything
Puppets and Explosions
Elected as leader
By my puppet brigade
They follow me blindly
And do what I say
Manipulate society
Like my Pinocchio
Pulling all the strings
I’ve become Geppetto
Puppets and Explosions
Puppets and Explosions
And Explosions
And Explosions
|
||||
24. |
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25. |
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26. |
Where's Freud?
01:27
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27. |
Plasma In The Ukraine New York, New York
Kicks around Hell's Kitchen, enjoys the Banquet Beer, and is not tied to any sort of temporal plane.
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