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the sun rises on the distant city
and makes the buildings appear natural
as natives to the surrounding mountains
not as thieves of the pastoral
you were born as pavement
to be traveled over
and you pray every commuter will pass
clutching onto the clover
but you live in the shadow
will never be sober
of a roller coaster
caught in the motor
you live in the shadow
a sickly smoker
of a roller coaster
no god on a poster
what else can you sell from your body
before its snatched by an upstart
who says your pockets mean nothing
it’s about the contents of your heart
there is a pantheon within reach
that never existed
and you were told that it would be revealed
if only you persisted
but it’s only an empty lot
gated in all directions
open for all alike
to protect it with their projections
they live in the shadow
will never be sober
of a roller coaster
caught in the motor
they live in the shadow
all sickly smokers
of a roller coaster
no gods on a poster
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2. |
Radio Contest
01:43
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hey she won a radio contest
98.1 WOGL
the classic hits of philadelphia
i’m sure that you know them well
a beach house on the jersey shore
for the week of noel
she had a knack for winning contests
had this on lock like a clamshell
had this on lock like a clamshell
we brought our whole family
we never saw anything like it
though when I look back on it today
all I wanna do is strike it
no hey no go this is not for us
no hey no go this is not for us
walk on to the deck
around quarter to seven
doesn’t this look just like heaven?
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Crocodile
01:24
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crashing the same car
pass to another like you carry no passengers
raising the same bar
loose like you are hanging with no fasteners
bizarre north star
subcutaneously gimme the catheter
my heart in a jar
i shed tears of crocodile
got no aim to reconcile
my heart in a jar
looking back on it like it's an artifact
my heart in a jar
bragging of its state as though you'd never subtract
oh hey oh i feel like actor
you say that i’ve got no tact or
you want me to rip my guts out
done it before i have my doubts
reserve nothing for this contest
still get duped and then get depressed
i’ve got nothing left to give you
except my skin to make a shoe
use my leather
if it makes this better
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4. |
Our Love is Bricks
02:39
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our love is bricks baby
i can only see it come down
can’t do the trick safely
always gonna watch me drown
our love is bricks baby
it is said to have built this town
but the architect’s lazy
every road goes underground
and I know I
can’t find a way out
you wanted a dog
but not with my snout
and I know I
am running on borrowed time
sipping the lemon-lime
with nowhere else to climb
our love is bricks baby
I can only see it come down
can’t do the trick safely
always gonna watch me drown
our love is bricks baby
it is said to have built this town
but the architect’s lazy
every road goes underground
and you really wonder why
and you really wonder why
and you really wonder why
i’ve got cargo
i go tip toe
i’m a no show
i’m a shadow
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Cotton Candy
01:31
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high pressure
stifled pleasure
no pride
turn the tide
take cruise line
take sunshine
I unwind
i’m behind
i’m shaking like i’ve never done
i reach for the scissors
the waves crashing through me
i’m tired of these jitters
i don’t want the cotton candy
i reach in and clip my panties
i don’t want the cotton candy
make my friends think i’m a pansy
i don’t want the cotton candy
hurry up i’m getting antsy
i don’t want the cotton candy
clean me out and I feel fancy
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Traffic Jam
00:25
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i’ll run your car off the road
when I’m stuck in a traffic jam
don’t care who’s in my passenger
this is my program
i’ll call the management
in your amusement park
get dark whenever I'm off
my rank as patriarch
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Ticket Booth
02:19
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childish
childless
tell me whose child’s this
who dwells on doubts
is dutiless
and prays their lives were numerous
shun the cost of living
like it’s optional (optional)
a simple tech
to know what’s optimal (optimal)
the ticket booth
has no options
sinking ship
shows me coffin
edge of the roof
using caution
tighten my grip
cannot soften
say no realm of possibility
no room for berth
but oh please! even the grim reaper
is confined to the earth
crop the image
even if it’s all imagination
can’t tell if i need to break
or take a vacation
if it’s in the catalogue
i’m eyeing it (eyeing it)
but if it’s a fantasy
i’m not buying it (buying it)
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8. |
Happy Birthday
02:46
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i’m so bored i’m so tired
i’m so sick of happy birthday
can’t be mine can’t be yours
can’t have my pick of the buffet
i’m so bored i’m so tired
i’m so sick of happy birthday
can’t speak up can’t roll out
can’t be changed when i’m your ashtray
see the end in every
single road sign
basic steps to trim down
your pesky coastline
i’m not ready to leave
an explorer
nor ready to be backed
into a corner
I know there’s a limit
and i’ll spar out to the highway
with 61 ways to be sliced
and served as an entree
night on the beach
no time to plan
night on the beach
look at me while you can
night on the beach
kill my buzz
night on the beach
kill me because
i’m so bored i’m so tired
i’m so sick of happy birthday
can’t be mine can’t be yours
can’t have my pick of the buffet
i’m so bored i’m so tired
i’m so sick of happy birthday
can’t speak up can’t roll out
can’t be changed when i’m your ashtray
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to everyone who has been filmed dancing
spread around to jab at
your unpolished prancing
to everyone who has been filmed dancing
thought that it was private
but in came public glancing
uncross your bow legs
and draw the arrow
hit em dead in the eyes
to get snatched by the sparrow
call the hotline
call the manager
don’t be embarrassed
don’t scarlet tanager
i’m your umbrella
i’m your comeback
i’m your patella
i’m your snack pack
come to step out
it’s the big prize
bust the balloon
when you cut ties
to everyone who has been filmed dancing
spread around to jab at
your unpolished prancing
to everyone who has been filmed dancing
thought that it was private
but in came public glancing
am i moving right?
do i please the eyes
two step into the light
blow up over night
i move my feet until the callous meets the tread
overzealous with my footwork
but it’s how i keep my head
am i good enough for the highlights?
to everyone who has been filmed dancing
spread around to jab at
your unpolished prancing
to everyone who has been filmed dancing
i can see the wave
and i hope that it’s advancing
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10. |
The Dirt
01:51
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i am thrown into the dirt
and it feels like home
place both feet on my back
as I lick the loam
are you ready to become a part
of what you’ve stood on your whole span
pressed deep into the pitch
right back where I began
i’ve got a mouthful
i choke on the chuck
it enters me everywhere
and I am gracious for my luck
i cannot feel your feet anymore
i can barely feel my own
i get filled up by the dirt
and it feels like home
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this moment of embarrassment
pants pulled down at your funeral
cue the puny giggles surrounding you
isn’t it beautiful?
casket open on both ends
in full light of your family and friends
and they don’t close the case
they don’t yank up your trou
they poke and they prod
why not take a bow?
even if they’ll all die too
and the church will collapse
the ruins will crumble
to never be detected by a map
any memory vanishes
of how you lived, loved, and how often
except how in your last moments
you were pantsless in your coffin
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12. |
Boardwalk is Swallowed
02:03
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you don’t know just what you’re missing
all these lives that you’ve been risking
just as soon as they consult the elder
you’ll be kicked clean out the shelter
so come back from the grave
swallow up the boardwalk
my teeth chomp my teeth gnashing
sycophantic souls all splashing
there is a pin to this bloat
there is a suicide note
there is the captain of your tugboat
buried deep down in my throat
no care for a violator
slip cash to the cow
be victorious in my virtue
and vicious as my vow
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13. |
Fun
02:23
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everybody let’s have fun tonight
let’s get matching dog bites
let’s all believe every rumor
let’s all get malignant tumors
don’t you have a sense of humor
don’t you think about your future
don’t you think about coming undone
don’t you think about having fun
everybody let’s have fun tonight
let’s stop speaking to each other out of spite
let’s light up the boardwalk with our smiles
let’s put every sinister spirit on trial
don’t you have a sense of humor
don’t you think about your future
don’t you think about coming undone
don’t think about having fun
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