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Alright Solids
01:00
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alright solid
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2. |
Among The Rock
04:21
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I make my life among the rock
The rock of my life
I make my days among the haze
The haze of my ways
I sing my song to please you all night long
I make my haste in real poor taste
The waste of everything
I earn my keep adding to this heap
I’m livin’ fuck-life
I sing my song and it pleases me all night long
I get dressed up, a messed up pup
The Demon of The West
I write my song and I sing it all night long
I sing my song the best
I sing my song to please you all night long
I get so high staring at the news
You know I get the blues
The word gets fried on American pride
The weepin’ eagle rules
I sing my song because the night is long
Blown to bits among the hits
The non-stop hits
You ain’t nothin’ but a hound dog, cryin’ all the time
I’m on the internet
The jailhouse rocks because the people are in jail
You can’t calm down when you’re on this drug
I know you want a hug
I take it on the road and it falls apart as I go
I'm livin' fuck-life
If you can see the future, my friend, then tear the stitching out
I make my life among the rock
The rock of my life
I shake my ass in the lower class
The upper class are skanks
So tore up by the sound of the lost and found
I get dressed up, a messed up pup
The Demon of the night
The advertising punks and the apathetic neon
I want to start a fight
I try my best when it comes to many many tests
I make my life among the rock
The rock of my life
I make my days among the haze
the haze of my ways
I sing my song because the night is on
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3. |
There's A Chain
02:40
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There's a chain
Running through my days
There's a chain
I catch glimpses of the hooks where it hangs
Just a dog
Don't owe anybody any impersonations
There's a chain
Yeah you know I don't need any other attractions
There's a chain
Running through my days
There's a chain
Yeah when you're a dog, you know just what it means
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4. |
A Sign Of Weakness
03:26
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A sign of weakness
A sign of strength
A shape of tears in the heartland
A shape of hearts in the tore up chest
It's ok you knew the best
And lord sort out the rest
A cartoon of manhood
That gets misunderstood
Acted out by the desperate and the dumb
Lord fill us up with come
We are thirsty we are dry
Shoot some come in a poor soldier's eye
We are bankers
We are upper class
We are to our necks in ass
We are skanks and scags and filthy minded sluts
Lord stop us tell us what
We can have
We are young now
Deeply advertised
We got screenburn in our eyes
Is it harsher facing the street or the screen?
Lord placate my desire
Lord burn me with your fire
Shoot some come in a poor soldier's eye
Lord let it fly
Call it "outrage"
A cartoon outline of rage
Insane from the comfort
Oh coddled up from seed
Immune to the horror and the need
Tea-baggin for anglo-guarantees
Shillin for the empire on your knees
Bind us lord, and blind us with sweet release
Let it fly
Lord, show us peace.
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i get dressed up, a messed-up pup
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