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The Philosoraptor
03:36
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You use my picture
to make your stupid jokes
your dime store philosophy
while you're going broke
We had this all figured out
we had this all figured out
a hundred million years ago
but we still disappeared
for all your advances
I don't like your chances
We were all dinosaurs
we knew who we were
no veil of delusion
no civilzing blur
We had this all figured out
we had this all figured out
a hundred million years ago
but we still disappeared
for all your advances
I don't like your chances
You only complicate
a very simple plan
you kill or you're dying
I eat, therefore I am
all else is distraction
you try to make some sense
of the essentially senseless
of your own impermanence
We had this all figured out
we had this all figured out
a hundred million years ago
but we still disappeared
for all your advances
I don't like your chances
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2. |
Change My Mind
03:22
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You've got many things to say
if nobody listens, you'll say 'em anyway
because we've heard it all before
when you speak in slogans, noone's thinking anymore
the thing you do
is to keep me blind
that's no way to change my mind
and the words you use
are all undefined
that's no way to change my mind
just one thing, whatever you do
call me up when you come up with something new
that you didn't get off a passing car
something that might hint at who you really are
the thing you do
is to keep me blind
that's no way to change my mind
and the words you use
are all undefined
that's no way to change my mind
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3. |
Mexican Food
04:03
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You're mad at me
I don't know why
I gotta worm it out of you
before I pick my alibi
but I can't be
too obvious
I need to get you talking
but I sure don't want a fuss
There's only one way to be sure
you're in the best possible mood
let's go talk over Mexican food
the only place on God's green Earth
where trouble can't intrude
let's go talk over Mexican food
Mexican food
It's impossible
to hate a man
when he approaches you
with margaritas in each hand
and angry words
evaporate
when they present that giant sizzling pile
of fajitas on a plate
There's only one way to be sure
you're in the best possible mood
let's go talk over Mexican food
the only place on God's green Earth
where trouble can't intrude
let's go talk over Mexican food
Mexican food
Don't skimp on the hot sauce
I brought extra Maalox
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4. |
Little Krakatoa
02:40
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I try to pick myself up off the ground
but the ground is still moving below me
I thought I’d seen
everything there was to see
but you had so much more to show me
You seem so nice
and that ought to suffice
but among the precious few
who get to know ya
the surface hides
all the dark that lurks inside
therein lies a little Krakatoa
One day the world is so fine and serene
the next day the planet is shaking
you’re so locked in on your own little thing
you never see the mess that you are making
You seem so nice
and that ought to suffice
but among the precious few
who get to know ya
the surface hides
all the tension deep inside
therein lies a little Krakatoa
One of these days,
when the cracks begin to show
I’ll be halfway round the world if I can
don’t want to be in the neighborhood
when you blow
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5. |
Break
04:10
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I saw you walking on air
as if that really could be
no second thought to spare
you floated casually
and I ... doubted my eyes
and I... stood paralyzed
I'm on the floor
fastened my doors
world gone opaque
I need a break
I've lost my grip
on a sinking ship
am I awake
I need a break
I'm feeling lost in the fog
and all horizons are gone
what you do can't be explained
gravity gone down the drain
and I... better sit down
and I... I'm lost in the sound
I'm on the floor
fastened my doors
world gone opaque
I need a break
I've lost my grip
on a sinking ship
am I awake
I need a break
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6. |
We Will Bury You
01:51
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We're here to take the field of play
we will achieve our goal
we'll fight our way to victory
and then we'll dig some holes
we'll prepare your many dead
commit them to the earth
then we'll proceed to another foe
and thereby prove our worth
We, here, shall undertake
to prove our courage true
at The Pittsburgh Institute of Mortuary Science
We Will Bury You
Your nerves will quail
when we all shout "HAIL"
as The Cadavers take the field
though you weep and wail
we shall never fail
The Cadavers will not yield
P-I-M-A-P-I-M-A...
Goooo, Cadavers!...
We, here, shall undertake
to prove our courage true
at The Pittsburgh Institute of Mortuary Science
We Will Bury You
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7. |
Get Out Of My Way [NSFW]
04:28
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Dad's gone and Mom's finally given up
sometimes it's hard to blame 'em
I'm sure they grew up with their own dreams
'til this place overcame 'em
I'm in the same building as they were
and very little's changed here
except that it's even more rundown
and there's quite a bit more danger
just get out of my way
you choke me day by day
all you offer me's decay
crowds and drugs and fear
I gotta get out of here
the history book that they gave me
got my momma's name inside
I guess maybe history ended
in 1995
lights are dim, and the air is so funky
no wonder we sleep all afternoon
the few good folks who wind up here
they can't get out too soon
just get out of my way
you choke me day by day
all you offer me's decay
crowds and drugs and fear
I gotta get out of here
bullies I can deal with
'cause I know how to run
except nobody's fast enough
for the one who's got a gun
for the one who's got a gun
wish I could get somewhere different
this is where I'm stuck
I hear the schools across town are so much better
apparently no one gives a fuck
I'm trying to keep the flame burning
but it's getting really hard
I thought I had a future
maybe it's just not in the cards
just get out of my way
you choke me day by day
all you offer me's decay
so many wasted years
I gotta get out of here
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8. |
Don't Keep Me Waiting
02:24
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you can say anything you want
you can do anything you feel
whatever you do, I can deal
but don't keep me waiting
you can treat me like I'm dirt
I'll let you get away with it
only one thing I wish you would quit
don't keep me waiting
darlin' if you'd be so kind
there's only one thing drives me out of my mind
you can go where you wanna go
you can put on any kind of a show
there's only one time that I'll ever say no
don't keep me waiting
darlin' if you'd be so kind
there's only one thing drives me out of my mind
you can say anything you want
you can do anything you feel
whatever you do, I can deal
but don't keep me waiting
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9. |
Don't Ask
03:24
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I've got nothing to say to you
it's not like you ever cared
why start now
why start now
it's not time for new traditions
it's not time to blaze a trail
all of a sudden
you wanna get to know me
you wanna show me
don't ask
welcome to my reaction
it's not what you'd expect
why're you here
why're you here
it's not time for new traditions
it's not time to blaze a trail
all of a sudden
you wanna get to know me
you wanna show me
don't ask
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10. |
Furlough You!
02:48
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It was a scheme, cooked up by fools
the fools are pointing at each other
but does it really matter who
everybody went along
because the results would be so wrong
we'd be forced to come up, with something better to do
and now that time is running out
they'll drop the other shoe
sequester me? No, sequester you!
we'll run the military
with a skeleton crew
furlough me? No, furlough you!
No careful thought, no pondering
we will hack just like the bad guy
in a book by Stephen King
our position's set in stone
all you folks are on your own
because that other bastard, just won't give in
and now that time is running out
they'll drop the other shoe
sequester me? No, sequester you!
we'll cut the TSA
you don't mind waiting... do you?
furlough me? No, furlough you!
and now that time has run out
they'll drop the other shoe
sequester me? No, sequester you!
our nukes will be watched over
with care, by God knows who
furlough me? No, furlough you!
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11. |
Countdown
05:52
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Part 1 - The Setup
Time is spinning by
I'm not winning, I'm just spinning
nothing to grab on to
no flat spot to land
no refuge when things get out of hand
Time is beating me
defeating me, repeating
nothing makes it slow down
it's like I'm not even there
no feeling like we're getting anywhere
I feel like there's a countdown
but I don't know what we're counting down to
something's going to happen
wait long enough and something's bound to
but noone's let me in on
what happens when we hit one
then zero
Part 2 - A Swing And A Miss
She's hurrying
running late again
she's worrying
Gotta catch the bus at ten
and as the door begins to close, she catches hold
on the only open bench she sits alone
and feels alone
He's hurrying
always feels behind
the day is blurrying
he should have been at work at nine
and has he reaches for the door, she darts in front
as the bus pulls away, he stands alone
and feels alone
Part 3 - The Odds
One seat, two people
who need each other
what were the odds
they'd wind up next to each other
in the only seat available
on the morning bus
good, but not good enough
good, but not good enough
One seat, two people
could help each other
what were the odds
that they'd be thrown together
by accidental circumstance
on the morning bus
good, but not good enough
good, but not good enough
Part 4 - The Setup Again
Time is whipping past
I'm not gripping, I'm just slipping
noone sees me go by
it all happens so quick
no way of knowing where I'll finally stick
I feel like there's a countdown
but I don't know what we're counting down to
something's going to happen
wait long enough and something's bound to
but noone's let me in on
what happens when we hit one
then zero
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