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2. _ Low - Flying Jets
Let me put you in the play
Down all the days
Cast for your time
A sucker in the line
To be told you're so fine
You deserve the hire
Well, some folks cannot be satisfied
And they just want somebody to ride
(well, here it comes) and you're the one they want
To have and have
And never have not
(oh!) so take what you expect
And put it in reverse
See which one of us
Bangs the cymbals first
Chorus:
We're taking you to pieces
We're taking you to pieces
We're taking you to pieces
We're taking you to pieces
You make it really easy
You make it really easy
(oh!) you're never gonna touch me with your curse
Get inside their minds, before they get to yours
(repeat chorus 2x)
Get lucky!
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3. _ Pop In G
you want every day to be like that magic first
When she took shape in your eyes and you in hers
You're going down to see her, it's a big mistake
She got ice she don't want anyone to break
Don't call on me to make disguises fade away
'cause honestly i'm more inclined to let them stay
On your faces and over mine
I know how to turn others inside out
I can't stand by here waiting while they dumb me down
I fit the perfect picture that you want for all
The fix is in i'm going where i don't belong
Sweet nothing is a something in me
Sweet nothing is a something in me
Sweet nothing, pretty nothing
When you go talking trash i'm surprised at what you say
Why you wanna keep these lies on parade
Nothing's gonna make me shy
I know how to turn others inside out
I can't stand by here waiting while you dumb me down
I fit the perfect picture that you want for all
The fix is in i'm going where i don't belong
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4. _ Get Lucky
Dead stop on the curb
With eyes in back of my head
Curbside inside around parking ??
Got a sore throat keeping you down
A sick desire been creeping around
Got a gallon of blood squeezing thru my chest
And the closer i am to you the thicker it gets
A knife in the back and stuck in one place
With a pat on the back and a slap on the face
Keep trying to see from a better position
It's no good
And it never really makes any difference
If it could
Sick of having to start all over again
Here comes a big insider, turn myself in
Thinking of ways to explain everything
This sick desire, don't you do a thing
Keep trying to see from a better position
It's no good
And it never really makes any difference
If it could
Sick of having my hear right all over my face
And the backseat drivers taking my place
Got me staring at you eyes dropped like lead
It's a cruel reminder and it's all in my head
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5. _ Eagle Eye
Mic city sons seem to dumb everything down
I got wished a lot of luck
And i'll tell you what it's worth now
It's a cold-blooded style
Never was worthwhile
You're as good as they come
But you're such a f***ing trial
You went and called me up
Do you bother me on purpose
You make me feel like i'm half my age
And at least twice as nervous
You go ah-ha whistling
Sweet caroline
And i'll be there to ??
Cos i never speak my mind
It's a miracle how
No offence is taken
But i'm full of them then
Anytime you feel up to face them
You go drink your problems still
A statue in the barroom
You've got feelings left to kill
And i won't forget it too soon
It's a cold blooded style
Never was worthwhile
You're as good as they come
But you're such a f***ing trial
You go ah-ha whistling
Sweet caroling
And i'll be there to ??
Cos i never speak my mind
You don't want me to speak my mind
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6. _ You Gotta Move
You got to move
You got to move
I'll show you what you should do
You got to move this way
And everything's going to be okay
It's a chemical bliss and a stranger's kiss
You always lose your color and fall
You just move, that's all
You're just below Dallas town
Where the sky burns bright white
I watched the sun go down
And the moon lights you up like a spotlight
So stumble and trip down the broken strip
With your planet packed in your car
You just move, don't go far
Starting to spin in your circle again
So pull the hammer back, that's a start
And just move, pull me apart
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7. _ Half Right
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8. _ Fix Is In
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9. _ Cruel Reminder
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10. _ Low-Flying Jets
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11. _ Plainclothes Man
Back in the bar they push the tables back
Lay you out like you walked into a speed trap
Felt my stomach drop right outta thin air
They got their hands in my pockets even if there's nothing there
Feel like a sick mind, feel like the only one
Don't know who i'm looking for, or if it's anyone
And in the back room they had the word spread
Come without a conscience to be leading back and into bed
What should i do
I wouldn't know what to say
Between the door i'll probably turn them all away
They look so bored that it doesn't matter anyway
And i don't wanna be naked
Get taken in and taken
Come in like i'm lost, just got off the bus
Don't know how to act, how to look anonymous
Feel like i'm lined up behind the cue ball
Between my pocket and the eye in the hole in the wall
(what do you see when you see me?)
What should i do
I wouldn't know what to say
Between the dorr i'd probably turn them all away
They look so bored that it doesn't matter anyway
And i don't wanna look hopeless
Look broken in and broken
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12. _ Blue Highway
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13. _ See You Later
You got a choke chain
Made out of nightrain
To keep your memory down
In quicksand from the main man
To gel everything out
Always out on a joyride
Lay it out from insides
Always at a dead stall
From sticking pins into miniature men
Who can't feel it at all
See you later
See you later
If I see you at all
See you later
Walk through thick mud
Looking for new blood
Thinking I heard your name
Cruel imagination is still giving me pain
Just to find you with the
Masterminder
Of one of your little affairs
Saying how he loves you now
Let me show you how much I care
See you later
See you later
If I see you at all
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14. _ The Fix Is In
You're everybody's second home
Always trying to get me alone
An easy way to lose it all
Always there when all else fails
Over by the west side rails
But i don't really need that now
I never really did anyhow
I only really needed alcohol
Something that'll treat me okay
And wouldn't say the things you'd say
Please turn out the light
I get a sick confusion headache trying to figure out who's right
Dreaming on the silver strand
Waking up to plainclothes man
You little bastard, little boy in blue
Someone's gonna get to you
And f*** up everything you do
He's so unhappy inside
He's serious with everyone
And he thinks he'll win you with his angry kiss
Acting like he has no needs
Wanting you to watch him bleed
Made for each other bet you pay me any mind
Just goes to show my continual decline
They say that i'll recover my love of her once in a while
But i don't know
I don't think so
There's something that i'll tell you now
Now that no one else is around
The sort of lesson that i learned from you
Not quite the way you planned
But i know you'll understand
Someone takes a photograph
A picture while their sweetheart laughs
A perfect moment in a flash of light
Counting back from 3 to 1
That's exactly what you've done
And i'm so unsurprised
I remember, i remember why i dream in black & white
Goes to show my continual decline
They say that i'll recover my love of her once in a while
But i don't know
I don't think so
I don't think so
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15. _ Rest My Head Against The Wall
I don't know when i lost my nerve
And i started a routine
And i walked across this corner
Pinned my eyes to a shirt
Cos i'm scared of being seen
Locked myself in a stall
Rest my head against the wall
Still drunk i had a dream in the morning
Pin myself to the chore
Looking thru the cracks i saw the shadows on the tile
So i knocked on all the unlocked doors
Locked myself in a stall
Rest my head against the wall
And i'm not sure
That i've ever had the nerve
Cos i've always felt like an easy kill
But i'm pretty sure
That i'm never gonna know
If i'm his kind of pill
Unlocked the stall and wandered off
Left my number on the wall
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