1. |
Disconnected
00:52
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Disconnected
Unselected
Hanging in the ether out of mind
Unrepentent
Independent
Missing by myself out of time
Obsessing over never-was and should've-beens
Exploring every single means to every end
Disconnected
Unselected
Hanging in the ether out of mind
Unrepentent
Independent
Missing by myself out of time
Disconnected
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2. |
Not You
01:51
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Wasted days and wasted nights
Before you know
You're not young anymore
You're no fun anymore
You can't hang anymore
You're not you anymore
You're not you anymore
They're dozing off on the couch
They've put the kids to bed
You're hanging out at the bar
Tryin' to get out of your head
Doing it wrong, Doing it right
Wasting away or living your life
Flaming out or burning bright
Wasted days and wasted nights
Too scared to grow
You're not young anymore
You're no fun anymore
You can't hang anymore
You're not you anymore
You're not you anymore
You're not you anymore
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3. |
Lipstick Queens
01:57
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Lipstick queens puffin' cigarette dreams
For only you
Whatcha gonna do?
Lipstick queens puffin' cigarette dreams
For only you
Whatcha gonna do?
Fruits of flowers
Have mastered hours
Of holding powers over you
Fruits of flowers
Have mastered hours
Of holding powers over you
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4. |
Summertime Crime
02:38
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You're life is a beach
You're covered in sand
Isn't it grand?
Now you're holding the stars
In your sweaty hands
Your sweaty hands
Sun's comin' on
Giving out kisses
Of copper and gold
We will never slow down
We will never burn out
We will never get old
Keeping it floored
Windows are rolled
Wave through the roof
The night is still young
You don't have a choice
And here's your proof
The wasted times are the best in life
And summertime is a crime
You're leaving the beach
Pulling your head
Out of the sand
Relinquish the stars
They're all out of reach
They slipped away
Through your sweaty hands
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5. |
Golden Circles
02:00
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Tocks tickin' and they're never done
Standin' watch and countin' every one
Everybody's falling into place
Best that I can do is stare into space
They've got their own
Like it was meant to be
I don't know if I'm lost or found
Or somewhere in between
Nine-to-five becomes nine-to-nine
Only profiting on losing time
Summer's over before you know
Fallin' off the calendar, row by row
There's a spark of life
When her eyes start to glow
Damned if you do or don't
A long walk to a funeral
Golden Circles
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6. |
Something Wrong
02:18
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Send me the leaden pillow
That you dream on
Send me the letters you wrote
Saying you won't be long gone
Send me the leaden pillow
That you dream on
Meet by the wounded willow
After the leaves gone
And don't reply
If your eyes are dry
I must be something wrong
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7. |
Bummer
04:45
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Out on my ass, thought I earned my keep
Tired head, heavy heart
Lookin' for a place to sleep
Put it all behind
Never let her into my mind
Take it all for granted
Forget everything you know
Find a good-lookin' highway
Drive for that friendly glow
Put it all behind
Never let her into my mind
What did you think you'd find here?
Something truthful?
What if you lose your mind here,
On something youthful?
What if you dropped everything,
And let it shatter?
Everybody dies alone,
Does it even matter?
Pulled down the brim of my hat
And hit the road
Everybody's lookin' for something
So I've been told
Put it all behind
Never let her into my mind
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8. |
Honeycomb
03:05
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Well I see your eyes trying to stray
And I hear you criticize me away
Well I know how you like to play it coy
And you tell all your stuck-up friends
I'm a dumb country boy
Oh, Honeycomb
How'd you like to be alone?
Well you love how the high life makes you feel
And you think the closer to god, the higher the heel
Well you brag of all the others you have rolled
But I'm the only one who never leaves you cold
Oh, Honeycomb
Pretty soon you'll be alone
I'm done walkin' the stars with you
I've got some better things to do
Go on, get back to where you're comin' from
I'm going back to my gutter with nothin' at all
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9. |
Message From Space
01:47
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I've got myself
I've got some records on the shelf
And the television glows its lonesome light
Cold and piercing, blue and white
And the after-hours echoes all explode
Message from space
Puttin' me in my place
Ambition's just a memory
Living alone
Radio silence on the phone
Put in 60 hours this week, I'm on the couch
Wasted space in my own house
And the after-hours echoes all explode
Message from space
Puttin' me in my place
Ambition's just a memory
Stuck in a shell
Some sort of introspective hell
And the after-hours echoes all explode
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10. |
Hours After Hours
01:14
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Whiskey watchers and shifty talkers
Hours after hours left to go
Don't be so crazy, you look kinda shakey
Hours after hours left to go
Secretive lovers, sneakin' under covers
Hours after hours left to go
Struck out and losing, keep right on boozing
Hours after hours left to go
Don't be suspcious, just come hang out with us
Hours after hours left to go
Don't be suspcious, just come hang out with us
Hours after hours left to go
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11. |
Terrified
03:04
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Made it out to your party
Made it to the bar
I'm not having a good time
No-no-no not at all
A solid wall of hateful shame and spite
Closin' in on me
And the tunnel's gettin' smaller now
I can't see
I'm terrified of everyone around me
I'm terrified of everyone around me
Can't fucking breathe here
Tied up in nots
Maybe a drink will help, yeah
Gi-gimme all you got
Gotta keep gotta keep gotta keep it in check
The only thing I can do is to keep myself a wreck
I'm terrified of everyone around me
I'm vilified of all that is within me
I'm petrified of how the world surrounds me
I'm terrified of everyone around me
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12. |
One For The Angels
02:49
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Soft for the night
Smile beaming big and bright
Replaying it over and over again
Whether right or wrong
Everybody will be playing along
It's the same old game it's always been
Act on a dare
Electricity in the air
Like a memory you've never lived
The vision is crisp
There's heat pumping through my wrists
A moment that you can't forgive
Here's one for the angels
Though none of them are meant for me
Doesn't leave any wonder
No motivation for melody
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13. |
Starlit Hotline
02:03
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Starlit hotline
Already got mine
Nothin' to give away
Saturn got wise
Tellin' hot lies
Ringin' every day
Four-leaf clover's forkin' over
Luck, but only bad
Force some wisdom, gone and used up
All I've ever had
Stay up cheaply
Wryly weaping
Unrequited thirst
Kill tomorrow
Slyly sleeping
Inspiration cursed
Wrecked illusions force conclusions
To rearrange the past
Scarlet burns your earthly yearns
A love that never lasts
Burning out the night light
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14. |
Failure Opus
04:05
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When I was young I'd dream all day
Of guitars and drums and the racket they made
A rock'n'roll career seemed a pretty good idea
Rounded up the boys and wrote some songs
We played all the bars and people sang along
My rock'n'roll vision reaching rock'n'roll fruition
Hungry for power and cravin' a tune
That'll load me up and shoot me right over the moon
But my rock'n'roll leanings had no contemporary meaning
So I closed my eyes for a million days
Now everything's changed in a million ways
Yeah my rock'n'roll itches, they're gettin' rock'n'roll vicious
Maybe grow lazy, dull and lame
Get a dumb tattoo and change my name
Could be an industry villian, and make a calculated killin'
Now I'm singin' a song about singin' a song
About rockin' and rollin' all night long
Well that's rock'n'roll clever, huh
Rock'n'roll Whatever
It doesn't matter what I feel if you don't feel it too
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Rocket Bureau Madison, Wisconsin
Wisconsin basement rock'n'roll! One-man studio band, several-human live band.
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