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1. _ Perfect Time
There is no perfect time too fast or slow, standard versus strong (?)
The truth be told you can't play much, can't play slow.
Forgive me i owe them this swollen joke.
Oozing from your throats that clutters and control.
Since you busted every window and knocked down every door
Cut up every alleyway and smoking every whore.
You turn a colder shoulder to the suture we kept close.
You turn a concrete answer into a simple yes or no, no, no, yes, no
Let's fall behind in perfect time.
Won't you stay a while? we're counting on you.
So sad to say you've gone away,
Without a trace or two.
There is no perfect time too fast or slow, standard versus strong (?)
There is no perfect time. there is no perfect place.
No picture perfect face with picture perfect clothes in picture perfect pose.
Let's fall behind in perfect time.
Won't you stay a while? we're counting on you.
So sad to say you've gone away,
Without a trace or two.
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2. _ I.n.s.
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3. _ Smokers In Love
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4. _ White Trash Heroes
Frozen out of focus, the sunday crowd
Started dreaming of television turned up too loud.
Coded conversation, half baked and tired,
Left us sleeping on blacktops burning the motor mile.
And underneath the arcade, details collide
There's good shopping, but all those patrons have too much style.
And moving in slow motion the boulevard started seeping
With them half-ravers and techno bars.
It is like below the neon sign
All speeding past the line and thrashing, i'm in paradise.
Sealed in concentration, the lantern lights
Started shrinking on dead men drinking white liquor wine.
And i asked the complication, the methane gas (?)
Started leaking on bastards burning half red and black.
We can't ride on ________________ time
We can't ride on the imperfect time
All speeding past the line and thrashing, i'm in paradise.
And standing at the gates of nc state fair,
Saw you smoking with all those new friends you've got to spare.
And melting back in focus the sunday crowd
Started sleeping with white trash heroes, tv's turned down.
In their eyes, below the neon sky (?)
In their eyes, below the neon sky
All speeding past the line and thrashing, i'm in paradise.
We can't lie below ___________ time
We can't lie below imperfect time
All dreaming of the white trash heroes on the boulevard. it is like below the neon sky (?)
All dreaming of the white trash heroes on the motor mile. it is like below the neon sky
All speeding past the line and thrashing on the boulevard.
All dreaming of the white trash heroes on the motor mile.
We can't lie below ___________ time
We can't lie below imperfect time
All dreaming of the white trash heroes, i'm in paradise.
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5. _ Dead Red Eyes
Dead red eyes flickering half bright went on for ride (?)
In slick silk. they were on to my circumstantial slide,
Blow by blow chipped off shell and bone. tripped and talked around
It could not fall through the crowd of careful lies busting open wide.
Sensible fact of favor, watch us fall from your favor. (?)
Since you knew too much about it dressed in wax you lit the town in
Candlelight, flickering half bright. well i held it in my hands and now it's
Gone gone gone.
Saw it with my own two eyes, just pass me by.
Took a walk through a town of half stoned ________
Bound and gagging. joke by joke they spot erase you,
Heard their news but it did not phase you one little bit,
Not one little bit. so i meet you by the light of main street
Stranded ghosts where i've been waiting. kill it 50 times or more,
Before i'm through i'll kill it 50 times more, just to bring it back to life,
And bust it open wide again. well i held it in my hands and now it's
Gone gone gone.
Blinded by the neon in your dead red eyes.
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6. _ Banging On A Dead Drum
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7. _ Fashion Bleeds
Fashion bleeds, stains and frees, spreading all life's scum and sleaze.
Spitting fire, in the eyes, of the least suspecting patrons.
Turning cold, with control, killing everyone who knows
Standing by, in the aisles, watching recent complications.
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You can hear their shouts from cars, see cigars burn in trendy bars, flicking ashes on the heads of teenage kids with poorly tuned guitars.
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8. _ Slick Tricks And Bright Lights
X'ing out the numbers puts me in a slumber
Can't call for help and nobody's at home.
Had a premonition, icy cold suspicion
Fueled by superstition and slick tricks bright lights.
It takes one million strips of paper fastened by one staple.
To take the upper hand they say you've got to have a plan.
Simple concentration, choked with hesitation,
Simple conversation, no i don't understand.
No, i don't understand how you got the upper hand on me.
I don't understand how you got the upper hand on me.
X'ing out the number put me in a slumber
So hard to call for help when nobody's at home.
Had a premonition, icy cold suspicion
Fueled by superstition, stuck in repetition.
You're calling me a liar, there's more smoke than fire.
More smoke than fire if you're calling me a liar.
On a million strips of paper, fastened by one staple.
In one word, shut it down, shut it down.
No, i don't understand how you got the upper hand on me.
I don't understand how you got the upper hand on me.
No, i don't understand how you got the upper hand on me.
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9. _ One Slight Wrong Move
Under the stairs, behind the neon lamp, the chaps are thinking.
She does not care to sit and stare, her blood eyes blinking.
She works forever, each and every day,
And she's reminded of every small mistake,
And she's descended from a local ______________
And so she walks all of her precious trails the wrong direction.
She does not talk, but rather reccommends with good intentions.
She walks forever, at an even pace,
And she remembers every last detail
And she's been counted every single way.
She says "a hundred million people could be wrong.
A hundred million people could be wrong.
A hundred million people have been wrong before.
A hundred million people could be wrong."
And we could wait for him to make just one slight wrong move.
It is a shame when he walks away with just one slight wrong move. (?)
And we work forever each and every day and we surrender
Anyway, in so many different ways.
We said "a hundred million people can be wrong.
A hundred million people could be wrong.
A hundred million people could be wrong.
A hundred million people have been wrong before.
A hundred million people could be wrong."
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10. _ After The Last Laugh
Here out past the tracks where the drunks collapse
Old suckers can score on the indigent whores.
Way after the last laugh has swollen itself shut
When all that's left are the true beer hall drunks.
The elegant whores are waiting inside
One hundred dollars can buy you no time.
The teasing diseasing the carnival crowd
Is waiting to blow out the rest of downtown.
Down deep in the sludge and the shit and the mud
There's death in the air, and it don't belong there.
Where all the stray dogs, junkdogs and demons all ______ the tread
Dispose of your dead and sift right through the crud and the slime.
While elegant whores are waiting inside
Your one hundred dollars can buy you no time.
The teasing diseasing the carnival crowd
Is waiting to blow out of this dead-end town.
After the last laugh has swollen and shut
When all that's left are the true beer hall drunks.
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One more time!
After the last laugh has swollen and shut
When all that's left are the true beer hall drunks.
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