1. |
Let's Go!
10:51
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Let’s go get stoned
Brain fried in beer batter
Cut price life insurance
Gran’s teeth they will chatter
(in a jar beside her bed)
Seemingly of no importance
Let’s go get stoned
Caught in a ball of flaming spite
Seems like there’s no escape
Then boom with a flash of light
(sorry I don’t know what came over me)
She appears from under his cape
Let’s go get stoned
I feel the bats circling
I feel them closing in
I feel their taste for blood
My blood, your blood
They don’t seem to care at all
The walls of fate are closing in
(Written by Jordan/Matsumoto)
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2. |
Running Hi (Lo)
02:26
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She’s got the time, I’ve got the rhyme
She’s always looking for that easy answer
She knows my mind, hard to unwind
She will never find that easy answer
Baby’s got no running water, baby’s got no running water
(baby’s running high)
Baby’s got no running water, baby’s got no running water
(baby’s running low)
Baby!
It’s hard to see, just what will be
When all is clouded and obscured by fences
You’ll never see, what’s meant to be
When all is clouded and obscured by fences
Baby’s got no running water…
I’ll find, I’ll find myself put up against the wall
I’ll find, I’ll find that you just can’t have it all
Baby’s got no running water…
(Written by Jordan)
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Everybody quiet now
We’ve reached the end of the line
All life is buggered
It’s just a matter of time
I’m just a tick in your empty box
I’m just a time bomb in your liver soaked
Tick…tock…tick…tick…tock
You’re sorry now
But were you sorry then
Now my life is buggered
Since that time when
I’m just a tick in your empty box…
Seven months down
And I’m still hurt by you
You buggered up my life
Without a think it through
I’m just a tick in your empty box…
(Written by Jordan/Matsumoto)
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4. |
Keep Ticking Along
03:20
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I’ll keep ticking along
Wondering how did it come to pass
I’ll keep ticking along
I’m left on my arse
I’ll keep ticking along
And it won’t be long ‘fore I’m due to blow
I’m just ticking away
And it won’t be long ‘fore I’m set to go
Another fault on the default line
(tick tick ticking away)
Tick tickety boom
When the time has come
And the fuse is lit, there’s no turning back
And when the deed has begun
Though my heart is numb, you’ll be under attack
(Written by Jordan)
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The night is done, now I’m all alone
My body drained, my clothes a mess
The high of the night has gone
All I’ve got is this nasty feeling
I can feel it back again
Next up I’ll be at your door
Ready to play, ready to take on more
Your guess is as good as mine
But the answer will come, through the grapvine
I can feel it back again
(written by Jordan)
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6. |
What I Am and What I Get
07:09
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A skulk of foxes surrounding my every move
There is fault here that’s hard to prove
baying for blood…my blood…at any cost
Any hope of survival is quite clearly lost
I AM A PERFECTIONIST
I AM A PROCRASTINATOR
Never achieving the high standards that I set
I AM A SOMNAMBULIST
I AM (JUST) A SPECTATOR
As others control what I am and what I get
Complicated, intertwined, hard to understand
Close ties try to kick start me to be man
That is me…the way it is…today
Not realising, I can’t control it in that way.
Months of talk, am I getting anywhere
Even though some show and claim to care
Sometimes I am…but then…sometimes not
They’re not in it and dealing with my lot
So while the foxes drool and circle my weakened frame
All good snatched away, things aren’t even the same
Blind to see what is really going on inside my head
Will I ever escape and be the leader not the led
IT’S EASIER TO CRITICISE, THAN IT IS TO UNDERSTAND
WISHING THINGS WERE BETTER IS MUCH EASIER IF YOU CAN
MY GLASS IS HALF BROKEN, HALF FULL BUT FULL OF GLASS
OPEN TO DISCRIMINATION, FALLING ON MY ARSE
(Written by Jordan)
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I’m getting up on the elephants trunk
He’s got a nose for that kinda thing
He swings to the left, he swings to the right
Everyone’s holding on for dear life
He’s got a nose for that kinda thing
Elephant
He’s got a nose for that kinda thing
(Written by Jordan/Matsumoto)
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8. |
Alberto Floss
03:36
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INSTRUMENTAL written by Tomoko Matsumoto
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9. |
Far From Hell
04:42
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Half past Tuesday, It’s a sunny afternoon
The radios playing one of my favourite tunes
And all is well
All is far from hell
Cooking up a storm with fresh ingredients
Following the recipe with a few added variants
And all is well
All is far from hell
IF ONLY ALL DAYS WERE LIKE THIS
A DAY FULL OF UNINTERUPTED BLISS
BUT LIFES NOT LIKE THAT
YOU ALSO HAVE TO DEAL WITH ALL THE CRAP
But that’s ok, though all’s against me
I will stand there strong in adversity
All will be well
All will be far from hell
And you can tell those fuckers don’t bother me
I’m not as soft like you think of me
I am well
I am far from hell
LAUGHTER IS A WAY OUT OF SLIME
BUT I’LL DEAL WITH YOU IN MY OWN TIME
RIGHT NOW YOU’RE NOT ON MY RADAR
JUST A RANDOM I MET IN A STRANGE BAR
NEXT UP I’LL BE AT YOUR DOOR
READY TO PLAY, READY TO TAKE ON MORE
YOUR GUESS IS AS GOOD AS MINE
BUT THE ANSWER WILL COME HEAD FIRST THRU THE GRAPE VINE
(Written by Jordan/Matsumoto)
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