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It's night but I can't stay asleep
like you do, straight through till morning
when you pour my coffee and say "Baby,
all that caffeine causes bad dreams
Where all your anxieties are unleashed."
Well lately my days aren't much better
I can't concentrate when I'm at work
I just think and think until my head hurts
of the payment plans I'm making
I just wanted to provide for you
But if you want to make a run for it my love I'd cover you
And if you need money for bills, my lover, I could cover you
Cause I sold some shit I'm saving up
We can get that house next to the park
I'll get more hours at my dad's shop,
yeah we'll plan for everything
And we'll enroll in that middle class
Get a compact car full of discount tags
If you're feeling trapped or too attached
remember we wanted that
And if you need money for bills this month my love I'd cover you
And if you have to lie to everyone, well I would cover up for you
Cause we're growing older, growing up
just like our parents before us
With your new job at the coffee shop we are ready for anything
And we'll graduate that middle class
Get a nicer car full of shopping bags
So if you're feeling sad, kind of detached,
remember we wanted that, remember we wanted that
Yeah I sold some shit, I'm saving up
We can get that house next to the park
With the extra hours I picked up we will pay for everything
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Mañana
03:24
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What you learned, what you read in their books,
all they offered
What you saw when they told you to look,
a final offer
Well today we are giving birth to a new future
Yes, today we are giving birth to our own future
We will learnWe will loveWe will work
to change each other
We will spreadWe will cover the earth
like air and water
We will learnWe will loveWe will work
to change each other
We will spread. We will cover the earth
like air and water
Tomorrow is blank
We'll just fill it in with our own answers
If we are stopped, we'll just start again
That is the new offer
That's it
That's it
That is our final one
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Greater Omaha
04:14
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Well traffic is kind of bad
They're widening Easy Street to fit more S.U.V.s
They're planting baby trees to grow to shady peaks
A little shelter from the sun or the upper tax bracket
Here on the cul-de-sac, we are not giving back until the community repents
Cause we can't afford to be generous
There are closing costs and a narrow margin
So go earn your degree and we'll take you out to lunch
You can work for us but you have eat 'em all up
One more mouthful and we will be happy then
One more mouthful and we will be happy then
Out west they are moving dirt to make a greater Omaha
Another franchise sold so there are even more restaurants per capita
And they all have got a drive-thru, I mean who's got time to dine
Although the floors are clean and the color scheme, it compliments me every time
So no one starves in this cattle town
The semis pass making squealing sounds
And it's ALL U CAN EAT
and they will never get enough
They'll be feeding us
They'll be feeding on us
One more mouthful and they will be happy then
All those golden fields,
lovely empty space,
they're building drug stores now until none remains
I have been driving now for 100 blocks,
saw 50 Kum and Go's,
60 parking lots
One more mouthful and they will be happy then
Yeah, One more mouthful and they will be happy then
Yeah one more, one more, one more, one more
Just one more
Just one more
Just one more
Just one more
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I'm growing out my hair like it was when I was single
It was longer than I'd known you
I had no money then
I had no worries then at all
Such a high standard of living I just feel like I am dying
I would start an argument but you can barely even talk
But there is always good reason for your silence
You have to take care of some business
So I fix your plate and I stay out of the way
And you will stay like that forever,
right in front of your computer
You'll look up one day but you won't recognize me
So now you want to change
You read a letter from a lawyer
Want to take me out to dinner
Want to bury me under a mound of shopping bags
Like it would really make a difference
or make up for your disinterest
I'm a bill you pay
I'm a contract you can't break
And it is like I'm under water
or on an endless escalator
I just go up and up
but I don't ever reach the top
And it reads just like the bible,
twenty centuries of scandal,
I guess it all depends on how you interpret it
The word is LOVE
The word is LOSS
The words are DAMAGED GOODS
That is what I am
A lifetime gets chalked-up to an experience,
coincidence, we are chained to the events
That's it
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5. |
Mall Of America
02:41
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They say it's murder on your folk career
to make a rock record with the Disappeared
We'll let the police helicopters
pull stereos out of the lake
There is not an image that I must defend
There are no art forms now just capitalism
So send the National Guard to the Mall of America
And they can dress dead bodies
up in tight designer jeans
Diesel! Prada!!!
It looks good
It looks good
Yeah it does
I'm gonna lie down with the common sound
I'm gonna bury my blues so it's never found
I'm gonna learn to pay attention
to the television sets
And if my sadness needs a catalyst,
I'll just uncover my eyes, so much stimulus
And at the shopping epicenter
I have an agoraphobic fit
So buy a fountain soda,
put some sugar on my tongue
I'll wake up and write some songs with no soul
With no soul
With no soul
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I want to pledge allegiance to the country where I live
I don't want to be ashamed to be American
But opportunity, no it don't exist
It's the opiate of the populace
We need some harder shit now,
the truth is getting around,
and each public school is a halfway house
Where the huddled masses sober up and up
Enough?
There's not enough to fatten the cows and feed all of us
It's just a rationing of luck
What can't be bought gets raffled off
Oh God, good God shed greed on thee,
your shining sea turned a dirty green
from the industry off the shores of New Jersey
I got a letter from the Army so I think that I'll enlist
I'm not brave or proud of nothing, I just want to kill something
Too bad that nowadays you just point and click
Swing Lo satellite, hot white chariot!
In the computer's blue glare, the bombs burst in the air
There was a city once, now nothing is there
Our freedom comes at their expense
It makes sense, does it?
Dollars and cents
They're stretching barbed wire across the picket fence
that is surrounding your housing development
Just in case you lack the confidence
Oh God, my God, give strength to thee,
these amber waves, purple majesty,
are nothing but backdrops for Disney
Well look up close
It is superimposed, on a blank blue screen
It is fantasy, fucking magical
The dream floats
like a chemical
through each snapped synapse. Our television past
that is beautiful no more
No more.
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He hides in his suit like
a Snake in the grass
His sales-pitch-fork-tongue-hissed
Now the Wolves wear their name tags,
they are hunting in packs
Herding their prey up the aisles and back
They're smiling
Their teeth are showing
While the Doctors and Lawyers like Vultures descend
They swoop down to the scene of the car accident
to pick the victims to pieces
Then there is the sly silver Fox makes his money
tele-scamming Notch Babies
He says, "The end is near, buy my policy
I'll make you young again
I'll make you young again."
Loan sharks will circle
Until they can make sure it's paid
Take the cash from my hand
Hear the register sing
and the roar of the Lion logo on the screen
He's hungry
I should buy some popcorn
So I exit the dark feeling blind in the sun
And the Bobcats look tired
They ate their fill of asphalt
because we need more parking
with so many up at the pulpit Rams and Bugs
The news cameras capture Guerilla warfare
Eagles into buildings crash landed
Despair is all that there is now
In a cubical cage that smells like a Rat,
whose smile gets bigger along with your debt
Don't take it personal
It's just business
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8. |
$$$$
05:09
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Propped up at the pulpit,
a speech to please the polls,
with coca-cola trickling down my throat
Well, would you save all of your bottles
if l promised a refund?
It's gonna come
I swear. I swear. I swear
I swear that it is
If you've got a special interest,
there is influence I could sell
Like water takes the shape of where it is held
I'm overflowing with ambition
but I got to keep in mind
the bottom line is the dollar signs
And big, bright lights
Inequality franchised
The next location is mine
We're gonna lower costs
It's a work of art, our giant, golden arch
I'm gonna start a factory the size of a country
I'm gonna teach them all to work for liberty
Oh but I'm not one for handouts
No, they got to pay their dues
They can make our shoes
And then we'll walk on you
Always on the move
We heard that business will boom
if some people are removed
I know there's all body types
but we have just one size
I don't care if it's tight
It's the dollar signs and the big,
bright lights
Inequality franchised
Every location is mine
You just do your part
Form a line
Let's march under the golden arch
March! March! March! March!
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9. |
Hole In One
03:10
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The man at the bank said "Let's not talk percentages
You work a fourteen hour day and still have two mortgages
You asked the state for aid and they gave you an ad campaign that didn't help."
So you took your family and joined in the urban sprawl
Now you can't see the stars as well but you're near the mall
You don't know where you stand no more
In line at some convenient store that is way too long
You used to work your land, fed thousands of mouths
Now you eat their shit for the money
Now you emptied your heart to fill your bank account
Well I should talk
I'm just the same
You can buy my records down at the corporate chain
I tell myself I shouldn't be ashamed but I am
Adolescence made her an activist
Now she is the one who does all the lecturing
"Those assholes got their eighteen holes!
You should have told them to dig one more! Your dream is dead!"
She won't eat their food or wear their clothes
She always wants to know where her money goes,
but will shell it out for filling up her nose
So run it up. I'll run my mouth,
but never mind the shit that I sing about
because I'd sell myself to buy a fucking house
Twelve thousand square foot, four car garage
Tennis court and swimming pool in the back yard
I know it can seem like a lot but that is why I pay someone to clean it up
We're gonna clean it up. My big house
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10. |
What's New For Fall
03:44
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11. |
Give Me the Pen
03:26
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