1. |
Sex & Money
03:32
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Sex & Money.
If you’re living fast, then you’re dying young
Oh, the frightening man that you’ve become
Goddamn that smoke in your hand
You sing a sinfully bland rendition of "Roxanne"
Oh yeah, you don’t choose when you’re born, honey
This is generation sex & money
No, you don’t choose when you breathe, honey, yeah
We got a generation of sex & money
If you're living fast, are you living in fear?
False liberty chants its cheer
Goddamn this tear in my eye
All of the flat notes that took me for a fool
So I said Goddamn that smoke in your hand
You sing sinfully bland!
Oh yeah, you don’t choose when you’re born, honey
This is generation sex & money
No, you don’t choose when you breathe, honey, yeah
We got a generation "sex & money"
Oh yeah, you don’t choose when you’re born, honey
This is generation sex & money
No, you don’t choose when you alive, honey
It's a generation of sex & money
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2. |
Mojave Rain
03:52
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Mojave Rain.
"They no need no control
Gonna bet a dime, little Suzie, gonna bet your soul"
Checkin’ in
With a little plan
Been cooking it up through the summer
Ain’t done what you can
Good God, it’s too late
Gonna get caught up in a downpour in the Mojave rain
Hey, man!
It's mysteriously bedlam in the Mojave rain
Hurry, hurry!
Can you run like the wind?
He got it all, little Mama, with a soul blacker than sin
Scurry, Scurry, don't you dilly dally
Cause darkening clouds, are moving over the crowd
Good God, it’s too late
Gonna get caught up in the downpour in a Mojave rain
Hey man!
It’s mysteriously bedlam in the Mojave rain
There's a spirit in the sky, bringing angels to life
And a tsunami of pain
And so, the sound of the tune, forever reminding of you
And your Mojave Rain
Good God, it's too late,
Got caught up in a downpour, in the Mojave Rain
Say son, did you make the grade?
Save a brother down with a barricade, when there was rain in the Mojave?
Was it oh, so D.F.A, with a window wide on 32?
So the sound of the tune, forever reminding of you
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3. |
Dilute
04:57
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Dilute.
Laying bodies on the news
They say they’ll know how many soon
Checkin' my six along the avenue
Dilute, dilute.
Ain’t you gonna dilute me now?
Ain’t you gonna dilute?
Panic in the U.K
Reminisce of Morrissey
He came out of the woodwork
A lone wolf on the scene
Treason of the Manc in May
Claims one for every day
Panic in the U.K
Working like it’s a machine
Scattered corpses on the news
They say they’ll know how many soon
Running down the London Bridge in June
Dilute, dilute.
Ain’t you gonna dilute me now?
Ain’t you gonna dilute?
Gimme, gimme chaos
They be runnin’ they be gunnin’
Panic in Iran, man, wouldn’t a week be something!
Without this
Innocent blood spilling in the news
Looking like the war machine refused
So they’re coming for me and they’re coming for you
Dilute, dilute.
Take a little time to check the clues
They’ve become the poet’s muse
Checkin' my six along the avenue
Dilute, dilute.
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4. |
Good Reason
03:48
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Good Reason.
The dew of the dawn a top frozen Kelly green
Seems the cool of the night sketched a gaudy August scene
Puts an ache in my mind
I don’t know, is leaving a good enough reason to get high again?
Sugar, be mine, all mine, tell the world we’re leaving
And we've got good reason
Souls in the wind howling songs that need to be heard
Their words, here nor there, I can’t figure them out
Oh no, no one figures it out
Oh no, no one figures it out
That’s an ache in my mind
I don’t know, is leaving a good enough reason to get high again?
Sugar, be mine, all mine, tell the world we’re leaving
And we've got good reason
We've got good reason, man...
I saw your headline, I don't think I want to read about it
I saw the headline, but I don't want to know
Press and print more pollution
Spoon-feed us dilution
I saw your headline, I don't want to know
I saw your headline, I don't want to know
Press and print more pollution
Spoon-feed us dilution, yeah
Puts an ache inside of my mind,
I don’t know, is leaving good enough of reason to get stoned?
Sugar, be mine, for the rest of time! Tell them all we’re leaving,
We’ve got good reason, don't they know?
We’ve got good reason, don' t they know?
We’ve got good reason, man.
I saw your headline, I don't want to know
I saw your headline, I don't want to know
Press and print more pollution
Spoon-feed us dilution, yeah
I saw your headline, I don't want to know
I saw your headline, I don't want to know
Press and print more pollution
Spoon-feed us dilution, yeah
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5. |
95 Miles
03:01
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95 Miles.
95 miles with nothing but a stereo
Drifting lyrics of the wise
Fill my head with some premise of a compromise
Watch the years fly by
But the road comes to an end....
Count them away
Spending your days
Stompin’ your feet to the hey, hey, hey
Swingin' in time
Kicking my feet to the do do do
95 miles with nothing but a skyline,
I see creeping shadows of the night
95 Miles up to some paradise
Has got me feeling just fine
Again, the road comes to an end
Count it away
Spending my days
Stompin’ my feet to the hey, hey, hey
Swayin’ in time
Kicking my feet to the do do do
In 95 miles...
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