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Sorcery & Voodoo
02:23
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I'm only half of what you want me to be/ so close your eyes and just pretend it ain't me
no one will know or hear or question or see/ brown eyes don't take me for the enemy
What can I do, what can I say/ the lovely little girl is driving me insane/ well I'm insane
we meet again as if it's still the first time/ and now the water all turns into wine
ain’t Jesus Christ but girl you're oh so divine/ wish I could think a way to quick make you mine
What can I do, what can I say/ the lovely little girl is driving me insane/ well I'm insane
What can I say, what can I do/ I love her sorcery and her voodoo too/ Oh yes I do
Well the fall and winter are just too plain
And they take it off in the summer and spring
Every single season is just the same
It's always pretty brunette women driving Ian insane
What can I do, what can I say/ the lovely little girl is driving me insane/ well I'm insane
What can I say, what can I do/ you know I love only you/ I love only you
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Cheese
03:49
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I’ve got a camera, can you say cheese
Everybody smile and look at me
I said alright
I’ve got a camera, can you say cheese
Everybody smile and look at me
I said alright
Whoa, no picture please
I said alright, fine
Whoa, no picture please
I said alright, fine
Funny face picture on the count of three
Everybody smile and look at me
I said alright
Funny face picture on the count of three
Everybody smile and look at me
I said alright
Whoa, no picture please
I said alright, fine
Whoa, no picture please
I said alright, fine
Whoa, no picture please
I said alright, fine
Whoa, no picture please
I said alright, fine
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3. |
Booze Buzz
03:24
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Feel the deep compression from the loaded land
With a bullet in your chest you can barely stand
Simple satisfaction, has gone away
Smile blankly, raise a brow still continue to blend
Acting well keep it buried from your very good friends
One medium indulgence beats none at all
The sun is shining, my mind is clear
I’m feeling great
Laughing and smiling parade
Booze buzz feeling’s got me running mega wild
Let’s go dancing in the clouds
Wake up hungry but we still never take a bite
Everybody upstairs is bickering the same fight
Where does sappy come from anyway
The sun is shining, my mind is clear
I’m feeling great
Laughing and smiling parade
Booze buzz feeling’s got me running mega wild
Let’s go dancing in the clouds
The sun is shining, my mind is clear
I’m feeling great
Laughing and smiling parade
Booze buzz feeling’s got me running mega wild
Let’s go dancing in the clouds
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Miss Boogie Ass
03:30
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What are you all waiting for?
Everybody’s welcome on the cosmic dance floor
You treat it like a job and you’ll get paid
In vodka shots, sweet vermouth and lemonade
Last time I was home was god-knows-when
Fly on by, farewell my friend
It’s a miracle that all of us are still alive
The fearful die and the wild survive
Oh-oh what a wonderful scene
I’m walking through that ’67 Warhol dream
Oh-oh I hear the bass line blast
I’m bouncing in the corner with Miss Boogie Ass
Yeah study how her body move
Sh-sh-sh-sh-shake it to the righteous rock groove
Impossible to miss her with those hips so wide
One of heaven’s angels joined the other side
And when the party’s winding down
Try to hitch a ride to my side of town
We’re losing what we have and what we had is lost
I guess I’ll keep on bouncing and ignore the cost
Oh-oh what a wonderful scene
I’m walking through that ’67 Warhol dream
Oh-oh I hear the bass line blast
I’m bouncing in the corner with Miss Boogie Ass
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Mars is our Native Planet, We are Martians/ Mars is our Native Planet, We are Martians
Thick skinned and short in stature/ all for one and one for all
Mars is our native planet/ I can't make out a word in which you're
Speaking through the leaves now/ the themes have grown from seeds
We pick the fruit/ the fruit from the trees/ it hangs for all but three/ it hangs for you and me
Mars is our Native Planet, We are Martians/ Mars is our Native Planet, We are Martians
You know I just can't stand it/ this place sure don't turn me on
Grin like it's how you planned it/ and we'll be on our way before too
Long time since I've stretched out/ and drank my weedy wine
Let's have a ball/ we’ll see what we see/ invite the Martian race/ entry fees for gains
Mars is our Native Planet, We are Martians/ Mars is our Native Planet, We are Martians
Well we've all said the creed of bandits/ loot, and burn it to the ground
People will all pull antics/ but you know I love you worst of
All-time favorite whiplash/ let's kill the fake machine
A wrench in the works/ a knife in your back/ and magic up your sleeve/ and beggars all believe
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I drive a caddy and my daddy drives a caddy too
He bought be these expensive shoes I’m wearin’
Perfect Sunday to be sailing on the ocean blue
My daddy finally bought a yacht for sailing
Why, oh why, oh why
Why, oh why, oh why
He’s probably been drinking
Now there’s an enemy
standing with the bridegroom
Why she’s there, I can’t say
Why, oh why, oh why
Why, oh why, oh why
He’s probably been drinking
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7. |
Knives Prize
03:31
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Here we are, Me and I
Playing games while the time goes by
We never know why
When you cuddle your cries
With warm blankets and butterflies
You continue to lie
Won’t you say that it’s the real life
Don’t you think you should be satisfied
Living life is such a knives prize
So survive
Every power mind
Has some horribles crawling inside
Ya, you can’t deny
Lower you’re head through the smoke
Remember everything you’ve been told
In the end it’s a joke
Won’t you say that it’s the real life
Don’t you think you should be satisfied
Living life is such a knives prize
So survive
Everybody has a high chair
Would you say
You can can say what’s on your mind there
Would you say
Won’t you say that it’s the real life
Don’t you think you should be satisfied
Living life is such a knives prize
So survive
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8. |
Bo
02:25
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I wen a way last night; I told you I’d be Bo
I wen a way last night; I told you I’d be Bo
I would be Bo
I’m stepping out tonight I dance the do-si-do
I’m stepping out tonight I dance the do-si-do
A do-si-do
I wen a way, I’m stepping out, I do-si-do, I would be Bo
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Hired Gun
05:20
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I am a hired gun/ I am so highly trained/ make sure your job is done/ make sure no trace remain
You wear your lightest boots/ tiptoe through open doors/ you’re lightning in a storm/ no trace remains you’re sure/ you’re sure
My darts are tipped with poison/ shot when you pass through/ the fluids aimed at only you/ there is no cure, no ointment/ nothing you can do/ I’m born to win/ you’re born to lose
Your test results are in/ survive between the lines/ below the median/ subpar and sleep deprived
My sights are aimed at you/ defeat’s the shape of rain/ my dart hits straight and true/ hits slow you’ll feel no pain/ no pain
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Colored Light Shadows
03:38
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Cool check it out, it’s a shame that no one cares about
The mysteries of of science gone unseen
You think there’s something wrong with wondering about the simple things
To that I must politely disagree
I’m cold, you’re hot, I’m dark, you’re not
How did they get the movie on the screen
And when we wake up in the morning to receive the sun
Our eyes will be adjusting to the scene
Blue now green, all shades between
Those colored light shadows, they seem like dreams
Orange then red, all clear ahead
Those colored light shadows, they’ll mess with your head
Shining through the window, a tiny bit of hope
It’s good to know some people think like me
There ain’t no body gonna save you from your own rat pit
Just open up your lungs and let em breath
Blue now green, all shades between
Those colored light shadows, they seem like dreams
Orange then red, all clear ahead
Those colored light shadows, they’ll mess with your head
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11. |
The Ballad of Joey Greco
02:59
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Alister Greco, Where has your son gone?
He’s been away forever, And he ain’t got no shoes on
And if you want to see that boy again
You better go and find yourself a friend
Little baby Joey, born in a motel room
Memorized the bible, product of the baby boom
Always had a sense for what was right
Never was afraid to join a fight
Joey left his father, persuing higher morals
Got himself a camera crew, to document some quarrels
Cheaters realized it from the start
That Joey hated seeing broken hearts
Alister Greco, Where has your son gone?
He’s been away forever, And he ain’t got no shoes on
And if you want to see that boy again
You better go and find yourself a friend
Alister Greco, was granted his reunion
When Joey and the cameras, busted all the doors in
Joey saw the hooker on his dad
Confirming all the fears his mother had
Alister Greco, Where has your son gone?
He’s been away forever, And he ain’t got no shoes on
And he ain’t got no shoes on
And he ain’t got no shoes on
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12. |
Jackhammer Fantasies
04:33
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You can’t ignore sitting idly by/ and catch a strong pull from her eyes
Cuz every contract’s got a loophole/ you’re fighting everything but rock ‘n roll
Swap some time travel for your lies/ while the blood’s sticking to your thighs
And everything that you’ve been beneath/ cracks a lollipop between your teeth
And you can’t come from the past/ catching up out of reach
It may seem an illusion but you must believe/ half of your brain knows the other half’s diseased/ after all you fulfill the jackhammer fantasies
Begun to feel like a mismatch/ her smoke is thick you’ve got your breath to catch
You say you’re just trying to come of age/ but darling that’s no way to behave
The sunny sting of a summer sweat/ you laugh this hard so you don’t forget
Its nice here think you’ll stay awhile/ and crack a whiskey coca cola smile
And you can’t come from the past/ catching up out of reach
It may seem an illusion but you must believe/ half of your brain knows the other half’s diseased/ after all you fulfill the jackhammer fantasies
Coming down time to stop the spin/ and you’re too tired to invite her in
She knows you well, sees right through your lies/ you went back on your trade for time
Memories made of mortal sin/ spark a transformation from within
And judges say you’re a lesser man/ but crack cocaine is just as pure as them
And you can’t come from the past/ catching up out of reach
It may seem an illusion but you must believe/ half of your brain knows the other half’s diseased/ after all you fulfill the jackhammer fantasies
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More Fun
03:44
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The time will come my friends, don’t you worry
That’s when we’ll all give up and say sorry
Now let’s all entertain the treats we have today
The smiling faces around us, show you jolly
The laughs and cries between us show you silly too
Now open up your eyes and realize with me
No you’re not dying and this ain’t gonna last forever
It’s more fun when you’re young
Sure somethings never but you know most things do
Torn and Tubthumping no longer fill the queue
Now open up your mind and realize with me
No you’re not dying and this ain’t gonna last forever
It’s more fun when you’re young
No you’re not dying and this ain’t gonna last forever
It’s more fun when you’re young
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14. |
Easy Parts
06:31
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You’ve got everything you need/ to really get them in the mood
A white heat seeking disco missile/ equipped with rhythm and blues
Tap toes just to pass the time/ after you spit all your rhymes
You’re shifty and super bad/ but you’re so cool that It’s fine
And you can kick them in the easy parts/ the easy parts to kick
And you can give them all the simple things/ cuz money might not let them stick around for long
And you can save their souls/ when you kick them in the easy parts
The easy parts to kick/ and then you dream on
You’ve got everything you need/ to catch and keep them in the mood
Confined to your party time/ the reds, the purples and blues
Hips twitch when you hit the switch/ that bubble blowing bass line
Invent with the worst intent/ but you’re so cool that it’s fine
And you can kick them in the easy parts/ the easy parts to kick
And you can give them all the simple things/ but money might not let them stick around for long
And you can save their souls/ when you kick them in the easy parts
The easy parts to kick/ and then you dream on
all through the night/ and you can pretend everything is gonna be alright
when you persist with your opinion/ you insist on your opinion
you can fade away/ folding into the sky
And you can kick them in the easy parts/ The easy parts to kick
And you can give them all the simple things/ Cuz money might not let them stick around for long
And you can save their souls/ When you kick them in the easy parts
The easy parts to kick/ And then you dream on
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15. |
Pocketwatch
03:02
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Losing the soft, it’s silent sedition of your own opinion
Rewind your talk; remember all about your open vision
Debate the walk listen to that thousand wind collision
Drenched in double talk, they’re playing all the new traditionals
Procure an envelope of what you fear the most/ embrace the fact that TV’s broke
And choke on what you like/ evoke just what you like
Just don’t forget to check your pocket
Losing the pure, present persistent pollination
Marching the sure, straight steady line a-doh-don’t you stray now
Cuts you down raw, chafing you like a Chiney’s chainsaw
And what you just saw, forms framework for future fantasies
Procure an envelope of what you fear the most/ embrace the fact that TV’s broke
And choke on what you like/ evoke just what you like
Just don’t forget to check your pocket
Just don’t forget to check your pocket
Just don’t forget to check your pocketwatch
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Electrofry
05:39
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Never worth the worry, to stop and wonder why
Saddle up and hurry, and wait for you to die
That's the difference between us
Go and mind your own goddamn business
Raise your glory to the sky
Electrofry
Carelessly constructed, rough and unrehearsed
When you try to change it, it ends up sounding worse
There's a lantern shining through the forest
It's here to help us or it's here to harm us
Unlock the question why
Electrofry
Paradise in a pair of eyes remedied something I thought had died
Clumsily stumbling through that field of flowers with you
Should've been an actress, upon the silver screen
Never scored no hat tricks, but girl did you play mean
But then I fell into a sleep so deeply
A sleep as deep as death and just as creepy
Then I woke up and felt fine
Electrofry
Paradise in a pair of eyes remedied something I thought had died
Clumsily stumbling through that field of flowers with you
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Rat Pit Minnesota
rock 'n roll with the energy of a 19th century underground cellar party
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