1. |
Kansas
03:49
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Hold still little ones
Don't hold your breath for the lost boys
Kiss her glove kiss her glove
Kiss her glasses
Hold your breath keep a little gun inside your foot locker
Kiss her glove kiss her glove
Kiss her ashes
You've been fucking up the wrong tree
But you're clean as far as I can see
I wanted brutal destruction
I wanted cigarettes in my eyes
You are the acid in my battery
The rhythm to my double A
I will kick until I'm ticking
I will breath til better nature takes my body over
Oh I want to break into pieces
Take me take me out
Break out
Oh I want to fall into your fingers
Take me take me out
Break out
I used to be bullet proof just like you
But now I've got better things to do
I used to be perfect
I could fit in your shoes
But now I've got better things to do
Oh I want to break into pieces
Take me take me out
Break out
Oh I want to fall into your fingers
Take me take me out
Break out
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2. |
A Safe House For Tigers
03:29
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I wait for an angel to come down and take me away
To a safe house for tigers
I pray for a kiss that will never come and bite my thumb
As the burnt blackened bodies thrown over and over spatter into the cars
The train never stops it just slows as it passes the stations
And ash coloured overcoats with paper white faces
Don't dare to leave mother behind
They don't care who's conducting or where the destination
As long as they leave with a safe house for tigers in mind
I make for the halo
The path seems clear but there's something in my eye
Take what you can carry
But don't carry too much
I don't think that mothers going to make it out alive
And the pain never stops it just fades as my consciousness slips
But if I'm really alone I need to look like I'm out of my mind
I finger the prescription baited breath for the kick
But they tell me a safe house for tigers is just impossible to find
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3. |
The Painter
06:58
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I woke up with her lipstick on my face
And thought how did I get here
I haven't been this way in years
She told me not to scream when I finally came to
But all I could think about was you
Above me a painter
Was hung like a chandelier
I thought it was a spaceship
But it was just a painter
I wish I had a submarine
I'd get inside and sink into the sea
Nobody but me
No one but me
Whoa
Whoa
She took me upstairs into the attic
Where she kept all her curious friends
But all that I wanted to see
Was the painter in the end
Peel back my lips
I swear I'm not lying
The worst thing I did
Was think about trying her on
And I'm gone
Whoa
Whoa
I thought it was a space ship but it was just the painter
I thought it was a space ship but it was just the painter
I thought it was a space ship but it was just the painter
I thought it was a space ship but it was just the painter
I thought it was a space ship but it was just the painter
I thought it was a space ship but it was just the painter
I thought it was a space ship but it was just the painter
Whoa
Whoa
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4. |
The City & The Sea
04:38
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I found a broken light bulb
It's not New York City
But god it's pretty
All the velvet towers
That light up the sky
The place we watch from
As elephants sleep
Dust and ashes fill your lungs
Sheets of metal on your tongue
You'll look better when you're done
You'll look better when you're done
Remember when you hit your head
Remember how I stopped the bleeding
Remember how you found me dead
Remember how my heart stopped beating
Dust and ashes fill your lungs
Sheets of metal on your tongue
You'll look better when you're done
You'll look better when you're done
I found a quiet place
For my body at the ocean floor
I found a quiet place
Between the city and the sea
Ah
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5. |
Isobel
08:25
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On the final day
We could see into the sun
With petrol and a voice like Jesus Christ
Oh my kiss was lost
On a savage wind
With petrol pouring from my eyes
Oh my Isobel
Broken wings falling from your body
Try to come along and and come alone
How long before you're whole again
Broken wings falling from your body
And the sun burning in your eyes
Isobel they'll remember you forever now
And god was so deserving of you
Isobel you're in danger now
But you can't escape Los Angeles unless you pay your dues
River rider Isobel
Was thrashed and fucked by bluebirds
River rider Isobel
Was rolling like the hills in California
She was broken up
Then patched just like new
River rider Isobel
They'll remember you
Oh they'll remember you
And the blue soldiers watch the greasy world squirm by
We've got a lot of innocence but we've got petrol in our eyes
And the blue soldiers watch the greasy world squirm by
We've got a lot of innocence but we've got petrol in our eyes
River rider Isobel
Was thrashed and fucked by bluebirds
River rider Isobel
Was rolling like the hills in California
She was broken up
Then patched just like new
River rider Isobel
They'll remember you
Oh they'll remember you
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