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Denver
05:21
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The winters in Denver
are bitter and bleak.
It's a pot-smoking, snow-boarder's dream.
But drugs are haram
and make the soul weak,
and I like my sports more extreme.
High school is boring,
and my grades aren't the best.
The men around here are just boys.
I've read about some,
who are fighting the west.
They sound like the real McCoys.
Searching the web for some meaning in my life.
I met a man, and three of his wives,
his profile pic looked cute with a sneer,
my Abdul Abulbul Amir.
The emojis they used
were so clever and fun.
I laughed at the vids of their kitten.
Plus they had hella
jars of Nutella.
I knew I was totally smitten
Searching the web for some meaning in my life.
I met a man, and three of his wives.
His profile pic looked cute with a sneer,
my Abdul Abulbul Amir.
At the Jamba Juice stand,
at Denver's airport,
the All Seeing Eye still shines.
And what does it see,
as it spies into me?
Myself, just a regular guy.
The TSA line,
the truth is laid bare.
The enemie's certainly us.
We take off our shoes
and get undressed,
would be quicker to just catch a bus.
Busted in Frankfurt
and escorted home.
Missing my Abdul Amir.
Sent back to Denver,
cold and alone.
Well maybe Abdul can move here...
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2. |
Robbery
02:52
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One came in through the back door,
the other came in through the side.
He said you want this in your body?
Because I don’t want this thing in mine.
The old man thought it over
He found the key at last inside.
And all of Gods Little Creatures,
are ambulatory in this way
And all of this useless fauna
will be made someday to pay.
(Interlude)
Right the place is empty
Not a living thing inside
With some time to think it over
I think they will be feeling fine
The sun shines down so gently
at the broken glass inside
And all of Gods Little Creatures,
are ambulatory in this way
And all of this useless fauna
will be made someday to pay.
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3. |
Thin White Dude
04:08
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Woke up this morning,
turned the TV on.
Seems like last night,
the thin white dude went home.
Gone forever?
Or just gone back to mars?
Gone to heaven,
but he left behind his scars.
Now all the animals are left out on their own.
Its just a consequence when the Thin White Dude is gone
Now all those animals are strung-out all alone.
Its just a consequence when the Thin White Dude goes home.
Felt like forever,
since I’d seen him last.
Left some alcohol
Sitting in the glass
Floating weightless
out among the stars
He may silent but who’s
left behind in charge?
Cuz now all the animals are left out on their own.
Its just a consequence when the Thin White Dude gets gone
Now all those animals are strung-out all alone.
Its just a consequence when the Thin White Dude goes home.
Now all the animals are left out on their own.
Its just a consequence when the Thin White Dude is gone
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4. |
Moses
04:36
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Is it a blessing or is it just
some kind of ancient curse?
What are they telling you, that
you're Queen of the Universe?
That you'll be bigger than
Jesus and Hitler
for millennia?
You're like a Moses
with a misdiagnosis -
schizophrenia.
In olden times we held you up,
you talked to God for us.
Now-a-days, we lock you up,
the second you make a fuss.
I couldn't protect you from,
your own neurology.
I think that God owes you
an apology.
What are they saying now?
That you'll be bigger than
Jesus and Hitler
for millennia?
You're like a Moses
with a misdiagnosis -
schizophrenia.
Is it a blessing or is it just
some kind of ancient curse?
What are they telling you now,
Queen of the Universe?
I couldn't protect you from,
your own neurology.
I think that God owes you
an apology.
What they saying now?
That you'll be bigger than
Jesus and Hitler
for millennia?
You're like a Moses
with a misdiagnosis -
schizophrenia.
And the Messiah
has her own Delilah -
schizophrenia.
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5. |
Controlled Experiments
03:58
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6. |
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These liquid chains,
they're the thickest little things.
To guard this day.
I'm on my porch like a captain,
of a house thats a sinking ship.
Where the water won't run
and the lights won't flip,
cause the liquor drains.
It's a liquid chain.
And she's always there,
its Andrea,
she came but she took a train.
Because I can sleep without her,
but I could never sleep without
without the liquid chain.
And I'm reaching a bottom
that I know I'm above.
You can take a look in here,
but there's nothing.
There's just nothing.
And you started off with so much
but it all slips through your hand.
till the only thing you're holding onto
is a cheap domestic can -
by any other name -
it's a liquid chain.
And I cannot look around me,
because i'm too weak for it all.
At least not till I'm stumbling around,
laughing about alcohol,
and my liver pains.
It's a liquid chain.
And I'm reaching a bottom
that I know I'm above.
You can take a look in here,
but there's nothing.
There's just nothing.
Except rats in paradise.
Rats in paradise...
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7. |
Don't Think About It
03:17
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I should drink a little more,
like I did when I knew you.
Couldn’t been but 21,
and you maybe 22.
But so much time has passed now
that even you yourself are gone.
The emptiness of this world,
But I never talk about it,
And Death takes everything we’re told,
And we don’t like to face so lets never think about it.
I just wanted to feel free…
Free of what? its a dumb idea.
Its something that can never be,
for we hold ourselves firmly down
No matter the things we lose,
the world keeps on just turning on.
The emptiness of this place,
But I never talk about it,
While Death stares us in the face
But we don’t like to face so lets never think about it.
(interlude)
I should drink a little more,
like I did when I knew you.
Couldn’t been but 21,
and you maybe 22.
But so much time has passed now
that even you yourself are gone.
The emptiness of this world,
But I never talk about it,
And Death takes everything we’re told,
And we don’t like to face so lets never think about it.
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8. |
Mindy
02:40
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When I was only 10 years,
just a pup,
Robin Williams
cracked me up.
I would say every-
body know,
Mork and Mindy's
my favorite show.
But then he left the stage,
and closed the door.
Deciding to leave this place,
forevermore.
Robin Williams,
the sad clown - so sad.
Red suspenders
and perfect smile.
Mork and Mindy's
my favorite show.
But then he left the stage,
and closed the door.
Deciding to leave this place,
forevermore.
I would say every-
body know,
that Mork and Mindy's
my favorite show.
So pour me a strong drink
and pass the remote.
Robin Williams
cracked me up.
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9. |
John The Gambler
04:01
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Well the Regent d’Orleans
Had a need for a turn around
And then John Law come,
straight from Scotland -
known as a rascal and a gambler
And so they say,
over drinks one day
they hatched a plan
to make a fortune.
Simple enough,
quite basic stuff,
get a man to exchange his gold
for a piece of paper.
Even if these schemes all fall to the ground,
We can change it around to suit ourselves now.
We change the words…change what every single word even means.
We’re masterminds at selling dreams.
In Le Soissons -
In the 1st arrondissement -
they lined up in droves
to sign the papers
For princely fee
the opportunity
was to one day own a piece
of Louisiana
But as always told,
the center does not hold,
and these things have a way
of ending badly
(Interlude)
When the regent died,
John went to hide.
To escape the debts that were made
while they were together.
Now without a plan,
was total bankrupt man,
turned again to his past
as a petty gambler.
He bummed around,
from town to town
Wishing he could make amends -
and another fortune.
And by the end,
without a friend,
he died alone in a gutter
in the streets of Venice.
Even if these schemes all fall to the ground,
We can change it around to suit ourselves then.
Change the deal…change what every single word even means.
We’re masterminds of selling dreams.
They were flying high,
flying higher than the world had ever seen
We’re like the Kings and Queens of New Orleans.
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10. |
This Monkey
05:44
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The past sticks to you like glue.
Just can't throw it all in the bay.
Tomorrow keeps promising.
To sweep up the ashes of yesterday.
But I don't believe.
she'd probably say anything.
Just to keep you alive
for a day.
I'm getting bored of counting my tears.
I'm ready to leave it all behind.
This monkey ain't going anywhere.
Tomorrow has different designs.
But I don't believe,
she'd probably say anything.
Just to keep you alive
for a day.
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