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Music and sampling Composed By: Space Between Words
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Crazy As a Fox
There's a man posturing in that chair dressed as sharp as an axe with an icy glare
Worse thing is that he's on air
Actually makes you think he cares
So come right over here
Transmit it in my ear
Tell me all the things I need to fear
Cause' I want to lose control
Oh he said,
"You don't know anything; you don't want to give a damn!" x4
Microphone's burning a deep, deep red
Tongue as sharp as a lash with all he says
Dreams of gold, now he's well fed
Only way to end it is to sever his head
So come right over here
Transmit it in my ear
Tell me all the things I need to fear
Cause' I want to lose control
Oh he said,
"You don't know anything; you don't want to give a damn!" x4
No control, no control
Let's all lose all our self-control
You don't know anything; you don't want to give a damn! x4
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Overcomplicated Mind
02:55
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Do you think there is a God in space (out there)?
Surfing on radio waves
So you're caught up in the world's fate (how unfair)
Gamma rays, or will it rain meteorites?
Is Al Gore right?
Will it end in a fight?
I bet it will be out of sight
Oh who knows?
Oh who cares?
C'mon, C'mon!
You've got an overcomplicated mind
C'mon, C'mon!
You've got it working overtime
Hey listen, listen!
It keeps you up all night!!
C'mon, C'mon!
You've got an overcomplicated mind
Do you feel like you're disillusioned (what)?
Flail your arms in all your confusion (ok)
Do you think about those plans you made (oh yeah)?
To write a book, to never fade (away)
Do I look my age?
Will I be the same,
in five years
how will my bills get paid?
Oh who knows?
Oh fuck it, who cares?
C'mon, C'mon!
You've got an overcomplicated mind
C'mon, C'mon!
You've got it working overtime
Hey listen, listen!
It keeps you up all night!!
C'mon, C'mon!
You've got an overcomplicated mind
C'mon, C'mon!
You've got an overcomplicated mind
C'mon, C'mon!
You've got it working overtime
Hey listen, listen!
It keeps you up all night!!
C'mon, C'mon!
You've got an overcomplicated mind
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4. |
Sweet Mary
02:33
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Sweet Mary
What brought you into this horror?
Hey Mary
Who's got you crawling on all fours?
In the madness
Of your dark and filthy world
They'll sow you right back up again
Sweet Mary
The nectar of your youth and innocence
Is reserved for the shadows
Of people who pay the most
It's only a matter of time
Like a second-hand toy
You're too old, used up
And no one wants to buy
Sweet Mary
Can you hear your sisters through the walls?
Screaming out in vain, but justice has no name here
It's only a matter of time
Like a second-hand toy
You're too old, used up
And no one wants to buy
It's only a matter of time
Like animal inside of a cage
You're too old, used up
And nobody wants to play
It's only a matter of time
Like animal inside of a cage
You've got to breakout or submit
It's only a matter of time
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Things Children Do
04:16
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Things Children Do
Run, run, run, come and run into me
And we'll pretend that we didn't mean to meet
Spin, spin, spin, come out spinning with me
And we'll pretend that we're living out our dreams
We'll pretend that we're living out our dreams
Sail, sail, sail, leave the sailing to me
And we'll pretend that we're lost at sea
We'll pretend to forget everything, cause' we'll be lost at sea (oh yeah)
Well I'm too young and you're too old
I'm uncultured, just a little too slow
You're just here for sex as usual
And I just want to get really high
But you say that I need to get a life
My darling I'm sure that I'm losing my mind
So come what may we'll survive
Play, play, play, c'mon and play with me
And we'll pretend that we don't have feelings
Swim, swim, swim, come out and swim with me
And we'll pretend that this water makes us clean
We'll pretend to forget everything, cause' we'll be lost at sea (oh yeah)
Well I'm too young and you're too old
I'm uncultured, just a little too slow
You're just here for sex as usual
And I just want to keep getting high
You say that you just want to start your life
Oh well darling I'm sure that I've lost my mind
So come what may we'll survive
And I just wish that I was able to fly
This is life, my friends, so say goodbye
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Into The Laboratory
00:57
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Music and Sound Effects Composed By: Space Between Words
German Voice,
"Also, was ist Ihr Name"
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Threshold
02:26
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Threshold
I was (I was) x4
I get around, your mouth is wide open and I got you tied to the chair
I lay my head, on the pillow that I made from the strands of your hair
I made my bed, on the sheets that I made from your ivory skin
But you said
What about my friends?
What about your wealth?
What about, what about your threshold of pain?
My coffer is full
Your mouth is wide open and I got your golden teeth in my hands now
I'm not to blame
I was just holding the motherfucking money
What about my friends?
What about your wealth?
What about, what about your threshold of pain?
I was (I was)! X4
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The Beast
03:54
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The Beast
Whoa (woe) my friend won't you please read this letter (oh)
Oh my friend things have changed since my wedding (woe)
What I'm going to ask of you is quite perturbing (ohhh, oh oh)
(mmmm) Empty six in my head and kill my body
Can you hear it, three then two?
Banging on the door, standing before you
My baby has done driven me insane
My baby has done stolen my name
Whoa (woe) my friend I thought that I got rid of her
Six-feet of slate and dirt under my study
(Oh) What her magic can do to you is quite disturbing
(mmmm) Empty six in my head and kill my body
Can you hear it, three then two?
Banging on the door, standing before you
My baby has done driven me insane
My baby has done stolen my name
Can you hear it, three then two?
Banging on the door, standing before you
My baby has done driven me insane
My baby has done stolen my name
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9. |
Red and Yellow
04:14
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Red said to Yellow,
"Want to come upstairs, have some coffee and discuss current affairs?"
Together they made orange (orange) x2
Together they made
After that night Yellow shined brighter than our sun
While Red play it off like this was all in good fun
So patiently Yellow waited by its phone
Dreaming of the days it will not spend alone
Together they made orange (orange) x2
Together they made
Still often Yellow thinks upon that yesterday
And hopes that Red is seized by what it has given away
I asked you if you'd ever do me harm
You answered, "No I'll never break your heart" x3
Together we made orange (orange) x3
Together we made orange
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Always Open
03:05
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No, I don't feel well today
No, I don't feel well at all
See my bones have sunken to a new low
Down to the depths of the unknown
And dignity went running out the backdoor
With all the time our clothes spent on my floor
(Well I say)
My window is always open to you
The lights may be out, but I'm sure we will make due
My window is always open to you
The lights may be out, but you can climb through
My window is always open to you
Despite all the stupid shit you put me through
This is mine to give
And this is why I'll always cave in
Your heart is as dark as you hair
Eyes a green, with a vacant stare
No self-control, we were finished from the start
But the flames were fun to watch as our plane blew apart
(Well I say)
My window is always open to you
The lights may be out, but I'm sure we will make due
My window is always open to you
The lights may be out, but you can climb through
My window is always open to you
Despite all the stupid shit you put me through
My window is always open to you
Despite all the drunken shit you often pull
I don't feel well today
No, I don't feel well at all
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