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Tears Like a Storm
03:15
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I got a life and a number to call
I got a knife that makes me tall
I try to hide in rock and roll
Take a trip don’t lie
Ride the night, I can’t go home
By the light of your bedroom glow
Sick and tired of waiting on
Another line, on your telephone
Tears like a storm ever since the day I was born
No I don’t care anymore
Tears like a storm ever since the day I was born
But now I’m living it on
A life for an eye, and an eye for a truth
I ride the night in a car-less roof
Her Chinese eyes and razor beads
A tropic island in the breeze
The tiger river down your back
Just put your lips on mine
A double life, in laser beams
A troubled mind, of washed out dreams
A Paradise of jelly knees
I bought a life in a magazine
Tears like a storm ever since the day I was born
Now I don’t care anymore
Tears like a storm ever since the day I was born
But now I’m living it on
Let me know your situation
All I need’s a fightin’ chance tonight
Come alone, Turn the light and leave it on…
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2. |
We Are The Ghosts
03:10
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Chance by chance , the day like life
Is a route, you shoot and roll
Waiting for the endless rhyme
Out on the porch, lighting your roll
Off the torch and grass
Wind carries out the smell of gas
There’s a man who’s deader than the end of day
He speaks freaks the wake from their place of lay
We are the ghosts who were made to live on
Chasing past and now I’m back at last
Can you hear me loud?
These words are burning down
Clap and stomp, and break us out
This flesh and dust, Yeah!
Digging graves is saving lives
Come join the feast, or at least join in
The dead man’s song as we march on
We are the ghosts who were made to live on
So you can all move on
Stomp your feet and sing along
Dead man’s song
Still he speaks freaks the wake from his place of lay
He whispers “peace” but you may not hear at all
His death is long
His voice is low
Life was no fun
Death has just began
We are the ghosts who were made to live on
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3. |
New Confrontation
04:16
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New Confrontation
Wild Accusations
Change It All
You'll Find It Hanging
Find Yourself Asking
For Some More
Old Revelations
Already Taken
Buy Them All
72 73 74
New Confrontation
Wild Accusations
Change It All
While We Were Dancing
The Skies Were Burning Down In Gold
Sweet Elevations
All My Sensations
Calling Home
Count: 72 73 74
New Confrontation
Wild Accusations
Changed It All
You'll Find Me Hanging
You'll Find Me Asking For Some More
These Revelations
Like Sweet Sensation
Calling All
72 73 Seventy More
False Confirmation
Mistakes Were Brought To Your Door
The End Is Near
Now It's All Back To The Core
New Confrontation
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4. |
Dead Club Med
02:53
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I lie down awake
Out of the race
Burnt in the sun
Breath deep and inhale
Dusty old air
A pale town
Old skyscraper falling down to earth
Nevermind what’s instore
Hearing everyone scream
Take a dive
Use your gun
Keep on running for your life
Not a sound, not a change
Just an ordinary day
Shot of a gun
The club gone mad, just you and me and dead sun
Hey, keep drinking i’m begging
This holiday’s doomed
Save the last dance
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5. |
Teen Operator
05:49
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Letting it show which is your good side
Never looking bad, jumping off a high rise
There’s a new guy elegantly street wise
Catch him off guard, pretty little white lies
Can you hear them all, can you hear at all when everybody calls
Everybody calls, can you hear at all, can you hear them all
She’s everywhere that you go
Teen operator, down the escalator she goes
Mother doesn’t know
Hanging out low, domesticated gone wild
Operator holds, waiting on a big time
Keep it in style keep acting colder than a stranger
Keep her in line now she is laughing at danger
Mother doesn’t know now, baby’s all grown now
Turn the sheets on her feed
She’s now in the frame, cut the lane, flashing lights
Check the gate, wreck your fate, angle, set the date, hesitate, see her
She’s everywhere that you go
Teen operator, down the escalator she goes
Mother doesn’t know
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6. |
Skin Trade
02:10
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On a plane, in a train, on a lake, in the rain, on the street, right underneath your window
It's a race for the face, it’s a turn for the stand, it’s a line for the other kind of people
Live twice and die tonight, hang dry, don’t you try to understand the meaning
Readymade, under paid, there’s a check in the mail, there’s a man in the van coming to get you
Belly dance, romance ticker tape parade, there’s deal on the table if you take it
Make it count when you’re out, make her grin when you’re in, make it big when you sing you win
Skin trade
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7. |
Fixxx
03:35
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She needs tuning she’s out of key
I can’t play her anymore, you see
I need mending, my body cracked
No, i won’t take her back
She needs a fix
Yeah, what do you say
Throw her away
Stitches never hold the pain
Turning ‘round comes back again
If fixing is a swim from a land
Baby put your ring in the sand
She needs a fix
No other way
It’s all gone astray
Play with your fingers
Pick up pieces from the floor
While you were fading
I’ve been swimming from your shore
(tune!) I need tuning, I'm out of key
I can’t dance to the bumble bee
(broken!) I need mending, my body cracked
No no no strings attached
I need a fix
Yeah, what do you say
Throw her away
She wore sunshine on her fingers and toes
I undressed to feel her clothed
She needs moving, moving ‘round the world
Moving like a young girl should
She needs a fix
No other way
it’s all gone astray
Girl, look around us
There are pieces on the floor
What you’ve been missing needs some fixing
We broke it all
Play with your fingers
Pick up pieces from the floor
While you were fading
I’ve been swimming from your shore
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8. |
The Haunted
03:40
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Get back to where we were black
Way down in the valley below
I’m in a rock on the ground
It’s colder than I already know
No need for sorrow
‘Cause today i found my way
Wake up tomorrow
In the dawn I kneel and pray
Won’t you come on home?
Won’t you come and break the chains
I’m haunted with memories
Won’t you come on home?
Won’t you come and wake the dead now
Free me from misery
Step right in, c’mon and get ready for it
A bag of bones on the floor
Waiting for the sun to glow
There’s a face in the mirror
I put together long ago
No need for sorrow
‘Cause today I found my way
Beg, steal or borrow
Anythin’ for you to stay
Used to feel nothing was real / now I start to get the thrill, it’s yours
Step right in and make believe / help me find the seven seas of love
You got me craving / got me head over heels / showing what I was missing / when I was looking for the kill / No room for faking / I’ve been taking it off / now my knees all shakin’ / time to get ready for love
Get back to where / we were black / Get down / I’m there/ safe and sound
At dawn / kneel and pray /I know it’s today / now show me the way
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9. |
Colorized
03:11
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Fragments of stars on the floor down the bar as she sweeps around
Atmosphere changes, your oxygen range going out of bounds
And now she’s burning, her lights are colorized
Don’t try and stare, you can’t see her naked eyes
An ever changing disguise
Planets surrounding her, melting to smile, keep on spinning round
Oh when the gravity kicks in you can’t fight it back, yeah you hit the ground
And now she’s burning, her lights are colorized
Don’t try and stare, you can’t see her naked eyes
Camouflage
Purple flashes in the dark turn to ashes in the parking lot
Burning rockets under stars, she’s a planetary laser love
Don’t try and stare, you can’t see her naked eyes
And now she’s burning, her lights are colorized
A different shape to a different wave of sound
The planets move to her heat, but you’re paralyzed
Dance to her beat like the only star alive
Slices of the sun
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10. |
Out of My World
03:36
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Shouting from the rooftop
Givin’ up on my love
Steppin’ out of my world
Gonna sell my soul
Buy it back for more
I’m in the middle of war
Gonna tell you right now:
Precious, Angel
Nothin’ left for me
I’ll choose danger
Take whatever I please
We lost everything that was worth fighting for
So I give up on love
Step out of my this world
Go and sell my soul
Buy it back for more
I’m out of control…
Ain’t tellin no lies
I’m out of disguise
She’s out on the loose
Coming down from the skies
Giving up on my love…
Dancin’ faces
Sinkin’ out of time
When nothin’, not a single thing
Used to fill our minds
We’re on the road to ever more
So I’ll give up all of my love
Gonna step right out of this world
Gonna sell the rest of my soul
Out of control in the middle of war
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