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 Dynamo » The lyrics [+ Bæta við +] |
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1. _ B Film
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2. _ Metropolis
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3. _ North by North
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4. _ Speeches
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5. _ Red State
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6. _ Logos
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7. _ Geneva's Gone
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8. _ Being There
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9. _ Persuaded
He won't know Adorno
He's an adult with an adcult
You can buy your way into his head
He was never better
Wearing sneakers and a sweater
Made by 12-year-olds sweating in Shenzhen
He says,
Let's drive, drive, drive
Till we burn, burn, burn,
We can choke on it later on tonight
And we'll fumble with the planet
Dry the river and then damn it
Just persuade me that everything's all right
This was his reality
He says the stupid love equality
And he's never seen a car he didn't like
On code like a reptilian
Pays Rapaille another billion
From your cortex to the page is just a hike
So
Let's drive, drive, drive
Till we burn, burn, burn,
We can choke on it later tonight
And we'll fumble with the planet
Dry the river, then we'll damn it
Just persuade me that everything's all right
Because things, we've got to have our things
We're not persuaded by the Omnicom
We're not persuaded we're the only ones
We're not persuaded by hegemony
We're not persuaded we were ever free
Is that your conscience, or are you alone?
Is that Noam Chomsky on the telephone?
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10. _ Polaroid Solution
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11. _ Future Self
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12. _ I Fell off My Name
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