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Nails
04:39
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Traveling light, I’m too uptight, it’s lonely at the bottom of a shoe
Yeah the record boss tried to shut us down but there’s too many jobs to do
Kicking a dog most every night, it’s always coming down on me
These craven bands all take their cuts, their bullshit’s always free
We do this for the money fool there’s no love in this crew
There’s no love in this crew
Another nail, one more nail, another in my coffin.
Woman thought they loved me so I ruined one life a day
If the debt I have keeps growing, I’m never gonna have to pay
These busted chips just gather dust but the soldiers have to play
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Cinnamon Man
03:42
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I was silly ass bus boy, barely out of school, lonely as the setting sun
The joint was barely keeping pace, boss about to lose the place, I just wanna have some fun!
Just then a man walks in with an ugly ass grin and he opens up his mouth to say:
"Let me take you for a ride be your shaman and your guide, show you some city shit today."
So I walked into his arms, left the mountains and the farms, and I opened my mind. . .yeah I opened up my mind
To my Cinnamon, to my Cinnamon Man, etc
Well I got a little older, learned to play guitar and I wrote a couple simple songs
I met a little woman in the Swedish hills and she showed me 'bout settlin' down.
So we had a couple kids, made some money, hit the skids - but all I kept thinkin' bout
Was old Cinnamon, my Cinnamon Man. . .
Now I'm sitting all alone, got a couple kids in tow and a habit that won't leave me be
And all that I remember is that evening in December when old Cinnamon walked out on me
My Cinnamon, my Cinnamon. . .man!
Papa Cinnamon etc. . .
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I got the campus swagger
you do the hip flask shake
you bring your feather duster
you’re dusting out the cobwebs
spelling out your name in them
nobody knows
his weight goes back into the womb
sparks fly easily
said and done a lot but never seen
hot magazines
open and shut book
open and show your light to me
in my job I put my head down and not much else
yeah scavenger plates
underneath the eyesores
urban black and toxins
baby gotta know
cause I’m not here to go
open up the rear
see him when he’s standing to his right
twice in twenty nine
with your sweet sweet lies
seventy five fruits
with your feather duster
forget your place
with carefree highs
you make the music listen to your lies
his gun powder
gun powder on the snow
with your yoga cleavage
just assvertizing
Pearl Jam All Stars Five
nothing but terrier bait
explain yourself in the status vacuum
what you doing with the rest of them I show
lactose and primitivism neurotic thrust ah yeah
daisy daisy daisy squelch in her big brass six
total control sun levitate the brain bye bye
do the hip flask shake
that’s all
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HUMPY DUMPTY FELL OFF THE OLD ROMAN WALL
THEY GOT MY BACK AGAINST THE OLD ROMAN WALL
ROMAN SOLDIERS SPEARING A SLAVE IN THE BALL
TO STICK HIS PRICK IN THE GLORY HOLE ON THE OLD CHINESE WALL
THAT’S ONE ALLEGORY OF THE ZOMBIE:
BITING OFF MORE THAN ONE CAN CHEW
WHY PLAY TRICKS ON THE FEEBLE-MINDED?
PERHAPS THERE’S A PART OF ME THAT’S FEEBLE-MINDED
PLAYING TRICKS ON THE FEEBLE-MINDED, WHY?
PERHAPS HERE’S A PART THAT’S FEEBLE-MINDED: I
WHY PLAY TRICKS WHEN I’LL JUST GET CAUGHT?
UNDER THE THUMB OF ROME, PRESSED INTO A DOT
TO STEAL WITHOUT GUILT AND FREELY CONFESS
TO ADORN THE SINISTER JEWELRY OF JADE
TO AFFORD MY HONOR THE ONE EXCEPTION OF SPONTANEITY
TO THE ANTIDOTE- A SMALL DOSAGE OF POISON BUILDS IMMUNITY
TO COMPULSION- LIKE A MAN DRINKING HIS WAGES WHILE HIS FAMILY STARVES
TO ESPIONAGE- ONE LAST LIE
WHAT DISTINGUISHES ME FROM THE ENEMY?
I KNOW THEIR SECRETS, THEY’LL NEVER KNOW MINE
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I love fish and talking dogs
They ain't even lived before
Old enigma leave the door
I'm no good at lifting souls
I don't know-ow how I see
I don't know what I wanna be
I don't know I have a dusty brain
You can lay a dog tooth down
They don't ever lay a dog tooth down
God don't mention talking dogs
Leave them when the master's gone
Been done since a medicated song
Fuck the sailors
Dog tooth down
Fuck the saints
Dog tooth down
Praying on, praying on
Dog tooth down
Praying on the rain
Dog tooth down
You can lay a dog tooth down
They don't ever lay a dog tooth down
Fuck the sailors
Dog tooth down
Fuck the saints
Dog tooth down
You can lay a
Dog tooth down
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It makes me feel good inside
I love the sound of you talking to me
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Santa Monica
06:27
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My back got tan
My chest was bare
My hair grew back in blonde
I been in Santa Monica too long
I turned up with a body and a face
Physically trained
A symbol of divine grace
I been in Santa Monica too long
It's been so long
Since I've been home
My own mother stopped reading about me
I been in Santa Monica too long
I don't even know who owns this Jaguar
Think I took this too far
I been in Santa Monica too long
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Fatigues
05:31
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I used to walk the highway tape
Tried to outrun me into cemetery life
Now I watch the hawks get heavy
In the park just picking pigeons on the wire
Their best two men to see them,
I've met every local hero
Yeah, I know their life
Their careers
Their girlfriends
I only liked fear
I was freer than them,
Yeah, that's what I did
What did you do?
I went for work, I went fun time building line
So destructive waste was watching rivers ride
Yell for my life
I scream for my supper
I yelled at the moon
I yelled for my mother
Yeah, that's what I did
What did you do?
You've got to get soldier swagger
Cause if not, he doesn't have a thing at all
I'm a soldier through misfortune
You can tell just by the ocean in my heart
If creation gives you beauty
Then it also gives you cruelty
And that's no lie
Here's the lab partner jewelry
And its shine will always fool me
It's a drive
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I call upon the forces
of incandescent dawn
I call upon the night
Alright
As I crawl upon your lawn
Whosoever lets me out
Whosoever lets me in
I will pay you back in kind
I will crawl inside your skin
Carve my name
And light it on your cross
Master when you call me
Call me chaos
I am the son of the morning
I begin the the beguine
I cum when you call
On the souls of men
You know my only law by heart
Do as thou will
Even as you fear your love
I know you love me still
Carve my name
And light it on your cross
Master when you call me
Call me chaos
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Oh sweet, sweet abomination
A sorcerer's twist of mine
Like a corn jar crawling on all fours
Her voice by design
Oh and the greed bags
They change the very flame
The heart of hatching
Alas with great travail
Everything in this dream is exactly as it seems
Said the cyborg to the snail
Autonomous drones watching over
To be alone once more
My brain is a crush of bubbles
My heart is a looted department store
I'm a life boat
I'm a death trip
Another form divine, embraced, extinct
I believed you
When you said you'd never leave me
And I believed you
Long after you were gone
Wandering from hallucination to hallucination
Til I stumble down the window sill
To which I belong
I swipe my ID through the fucking groove in my coffee-ridden soul
And if I get rich off of this record
I'm going to buy a golden begging bowl
Standing on the line
Heart emptied of complaint
A mushroom cloud
A lullaby
The midnight hour
Is a taste
A quivering
So spooked and anxious
From the pills hidden in the food
Ache so hard you keep resisting
Though the mind control is cruel
Who can you trust?
Standing naked in the rain
That sweet refrain
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