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Jet-Pack Turnaround
04:37
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hold me down to watch apocalyptic skies
the wound is fresh but the blood is dry
dynamic sun led to violence
jet-pack turnaround in silence
reference my words look the other way
i own the right to have nothing to say
bad behavior no indiscretions
parole is not an option
hold me up to walk another hundred miles
arrival depends on your sense of style
power center lights amplify
twenty-four hour hatred
reference my words look the other way
i own the right to have nothing to say
bad behavior no indiscretions
parole is not an option
parole is not an option
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Audiohighrise
03:10
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you've forgotten how they're all around
thought i broke my fucking neck
we fell on the cold and frozen ground
there goes my head
moving closer to the turnaround
we forgot about the world
flew into the town where no one else has shown up lately
don't know anymore
thought i thought i thought of something out of something
don't know no more
drove around till the thunder got me
thought i'd died and gone to hell
2am is coming better think of something awful
they broke my head
moving around the world it's slowing down to float above me
we forgot about the ground
somewhere in the golden sunlight there's eyes all around me
I don't go there anymore
thought i thought of something out of something
don't know no more
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Rejection Park
03:04
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titus sailed the ship of the masses
guided the nation through poisonous gases
weekend's over warriors retired
cross through the turnstile of rejection
caught in a rathole between the pages
trying to defeat the stereo ages
speak my mind and i've grown tired
keep out of my sight or you're fired
propeller's gone mad
cutting off my head
crash into destructive divisions
weeds crawl up my television
automatic power to a nuisance
crown the new king
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Buffalo Taxi
05:33
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sticky city lights in a whirlwind
taking in pencils writing in cursive
chill up the spine of destruction
leaving the path with no ticket
ingrid floated away to a city underground
oceans have broken away, see them as we spiral down
harvest on the rise with a mission
gone to hell with no seasons
business technology "you deserve time"
national photo gallery of her mind
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Birds of Prey/The Marble Faun (Seattle) Seattle, Washington
J. McNulty: Drums
F. Moore: Bass, Vocals
C. Smith:
Guitar, Vocals
all songs by Smith/Moore except "I'm Set Free", which we assume was written by Lou Reed
recorded January 2006 at The Old Firehouse in Redmond, WA by Jeffery McNulty
Birds of Prey 2003-2006
... more
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