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Mash
06:58
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All caught up playing a part like a statue on the run
just hissing off the fumes like a tourist
out here everyone knows someone
I hope the wheels keep turning
my mind is spinning like a 45
all I really want to know is
before the end can I see you later tonight?
On the break through that leaves you walking the line
I can’t take you though honey you know I’m trying
From the blood on your mouth I know you’d seen it all over town
such a harsh endeavor for a price you never found
though back in my apartment it’s only
time before you fly right off
in the middle of the frame
oh tell me, is your heart going soft?
All the way through; don’t leave me watching this lie
I can’t make you though honey you know I’m trying
don’t tell me we’re on the same route still strangers down the line
I can’t take you though honey you know I’m trying
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2. |
The Curve
04:33
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3. |
Floyd's Radio Drone
05:13
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With the radio droning the same shit for hours
I’m dreaming of you and I’ll never let that memory sour
let your interests flower into mine
cause you’ve got your gifts so lettem build their fences
While all the parents are pissed they’ll never steal your innocence
seal your open wrists into mine
let anyone ask, let everyone change your mind
let everyone ask, don’t let anyone change your mind
bleed your future’s hours into mine
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4. |
Could've Been Us
05:04
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I was shot just like you
through a cannon back in ‘82
back when you couldn’t buy a clue
it covered the pain
and to think about it now
all those days I don’t remember
dressed in our whites heading towards the sun
like a pointed gun
your hair is getting thick
your head is getting sick and when you go to the well
nothing comes up does it
it could’ve been us slipping away everyday; now child hold your eyes it could’ve been us
but we’re still alive
I was shocked into it too
holding your skeleton hands
glued together like foreign lands
breaking the rules
and to think about it now
all those days I don’t remember
dressed in the rain soaked through our whites
all the boys were so polite
racing away to the night
ooh I wish all our enemies would go blind
it could’ve been us slipping away everyday; now child hold your eyes it could’ve been us
but we’re still alive
don’t say you’re satisfied
don’t tell me those lies
anymore
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5. |
Canned
05:32
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I’m wasted out on New York City again
like singers on the wind
this singer’s on the wind
with the breath across the crowd whispering
“how it could have been”
in the days before the gun
those days before the gun
the streets were so wild and I’ve got plans for everyone
canned with the wolves and my new real friends
we’re all wasted out on New York City again
wide eyed and losing grip on the new real Rome
I’m standing on the edge
I’m standing on the edge
with the whole world looking down
I know something’s going to give
what are you going to give
to keep your fingerprints off the crown
when you’re wasted out on New York City again
canned in the ditch waiting for the end
we’re all wasted out on New York City again
wild eyed and losing grip on the new real Rome
stranded on the edge
for so far and so long
stranded on the edge
wait on for the words to call me home
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6. |
Only One
04:12
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now I work alone
through the static wires
and my fingers reach almost anything
till my life’s in rewind, I’ll linger on
and move forward to the oblivion
yeah I know something inside has died
but the world’s a mare that I’ll ride
to the end of the line
cause you’re the only one and one is only one
you’re the only the one and one is only one, only one
now I lie alone
with a women beside me
and sometimes the future’s so in reach
still she stands by my side though I know the truth gets bigger every time
from the little walls that divided us
grow the little wars that ignite us
every time
cause you’re the only one and one is only one
you’re the only the one and one is only one, only one
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7. |
Two Cons
05:08
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On the run again like two new cons
who don’t care nothing about nothing
and won’t keep it on their minds
ooh those words, make me never want to look back
so watch that picture in your rear view mirror fading black
now look at that sun, shining up ahead
ain’t it just like a god?
like the father, son and still waiting (for the ghost)
just trying to belong
ooh but that heat on your face is something real
not like some words written in a book or on some tomb
but when those rains wash away everything you knew
the only things you’re gonna have left are what’s in front of you
from the orphanages to the suburban cribs
all the babes have been poisoned and there’s no reason left to live
aww that’s their world and we never wanna look at that
so take the picture in your rearview mirror and paint it black
till the only memories that remain are buried in the dust
and all the money that you’ve saved has turned into rust
cause if that’s the game you play they’re gonna make you choose
and you and me, we ain’t got nothing left to lose
on the run again like two old cons
just trying to hold on, so hold on
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8. |
New Remains
05:10
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My brother wait until your time has come
life’s a strange thing and it lingers on
you’re much too young to fall in love with the wars
they say the dawn is like a sword
splitting the night and everything that came before
and it was fucked when we hit the wall
suffering fools and suffering like one too
don’t make me turn the other way
just for anything
my brother stakes are much too high
so don’t dig a ditch to stop the tide
when you’re swimming in the lows
you’ll drown in the alibis
waiting for the words to come
to warn the others it’s burning up and these new remains
could stand for anyone
that’s suffering fools and suffering like one too
don’t make it turn the other way
are you playing by the rules or just making them
while you’re lining up the new remains
just to make them sing
“I’m not the one you want labeling”
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Jm Airis New York, New York
Totally Gross National Product recording artist and songwriter.
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