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Gravestone
03:58
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Dear Beloved we are gathered here today
To pay tribute to those who have yet to pass away
So treat people nice and never be an ass
Because the ones you leave behind will write your epitaph
Well you can run away
To Moscow or Bombay
But someday you will lay
Beneath a gravestone
You can dig a hole
Or run to the North Pole
But you will play a role
Beneath a gravestone
There's so many styles and types and varieties
There's a copper plate or marble from Italy
You get a monument if you're a VIP
But if you're just a simple guy you get a rock that says RIP
And you can try to hide
And travel far and wide
But someday you'll reside
Beneath a gravestone
You can settle down
In some far distant town
Someday you'll hang around
Beneath a gravestone
You could be a homeless bum or the President of the USA
Everybody's gonna come to the graveyard to stay
The Reaper will take us all, the Reaper just don't care
So pack yourself a hearty lunch and a change of underwear
Well, you can take a plane
A bus or hop a train
But someday you'll remain
Beneath a gravestone
So go ahead and live your years
Don't you ever fear
Someday you'll end up here
Beneath the gravestone
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nevereverland
03:43
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Aren't you glad you're living in nevereverland
Where nobody will ever land a hand
We will take no action just for action's sake
Minimizing errors and mistakes
And if you lived here, you'd be home by now
Safe and lucky people in nevereverland
It's a real sweet place to raise your clan
Nation of negation and the flag for which it stands
Entropy and failure, that's the plan
And if you lived here, you'd be home by now
Locked inside the closet safe inside these walls
And if you lived here, you'd be home by now
Home sweet home
(I only wanted to thrive)
Coupons buy us munchies but now those days are gone
Now they look down and tell us that we're wrong
"We're just future prison labor, man" We knew it all along
So Praise The Lord and pass the freakin' bong
And if you lived here, you'd be home by now
Locked inside the closet safe inside these walls
And if you lived here, you'd be home by now
Home sweet home
(I only wanted to thrive)
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Someone needs to reign him in
He's gone too far again
I guess he's the man, I guess he's the man
Screaming in his phone
Angry agitated tone
I guess he's the man who couldn't leave well enough alone
Having just one more beer
Reducing his server to tears
I guess he's the man, I guess he's the man
Warzone in his home
Resentment to the bone
I guess he's the man who couldn't leave well enough alone
Supporting his President
Like a good little replicant
I guess he's the man, I guess he's the man
Hear him bitch and moan
The only life he's ever known
I guess he's the man who couldn't leave well enough alone
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4. |
Eject The Pilot
03:18
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I should have got off the plane in Spokane or Fort Wayne
Now I suspect it's far too late to complain
(Let's roll! Let's go)
This guy is flying like a man gone insane
Spinning visions of glory in his crazyassed brain
(Let's roll! Let's go)
Eject the pilot
That fool's gonna get us all killed
So push the red button
And eject the pilot
And the ground's zooming in and it's not stopping
Like the King's Red Nightmare, the instuments popping
(Let's roll! Let's go)
Nobody knows what he'll choose to do next
He's willing to burn and he loves a good wreck
(Let's roll! Let's go)
Eject the pilot
That fool's gonna get us all killed
So push the red button
And eject the pilot
Eject the pilot
The dude won't stop looking at his phone
So push the red button
And eject the pilot
He says when we land, man, it's gonna be great
But I don't think we can afford to wait
(Let's roll! Let's go)
Eject the pilot
That fool's gonna get us all killed
So push the red button
And eject the pilot
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I must cast out bad thoughts
I should not think a lot
I must cast out bad thoughts
I can't let that happen to me
I must cast out bad thoughts
And purge the ones I've got
I must cast out bad thoughts
I can't let it happen to me
And bad thoughts float all around us
Just turn on your sick TV
And bad thoughts can swamp and drown us
Just let your guard down and see
I must cast out bad thoughts
I should not think a lot
I must cast out bad thoughts
I can't let that happen to me
I must cast out bad thoughts
And purge the ones I've got
I must cast out bad thoughts
I can't let that happen to me
We could blame them on The Devil
Or on those wretched distant stars
You can see where bad thoughts come from
Look into the mirror
There you are
I must cast out bad thoughts
I should not think a lot
I must cast out bad thoughts
I can't let that happen to me
I must cast out bad thoughts
And purge the ones I've got
I must cast out bad thoughts
I can't let that happen to me
I can't let that happen to me
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They got what they wanted
Just what they wanted
They wanted it all to burn
They all felt let down
Now it's your turn
They got what they wanted
Just what they wanted
The Working Class is still pissed
And The Rich are still
Trying to get their wallets kissed
But a gun
More power than I want
Except for sometimes
For sometimes...
They got what they wanted
And instantly flaunted
Their ignorant nazi bums
I suspect they will not like
What we might become
They got what they wanted
That's what they thought and
It wasn't in their plan
Now we're shaking hands
With the Second Amendment Man
But a gun
Is more power than I want
Except for sometimes
For sometimes...
They wanted this
They got it they got it
They wanted this
But we got it we got it
But a gun
More power than I want
Except for sometimes
For sometimes...
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7. |
Moving Sidewalk
04:18
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We are modern folks
And we're very lucky too
We don't have to do
Anything that we don't want to
But as the curtain's dropping down
On this golden age
Things are looking colder
When you turn the page
You deny deny deny
What's right before your eyes
You deny deny deny
And to yourself you lie yeah
(I think it gets you high)
Friend
This moving sidewalk is about to end
Then
You'll have to learn to walk all over again
We will fight for freedom
To become a blob
And finding all that energy
Is someone else's job
It's the ultimate convenience
We hope it never ends
Of course we're only fooling
Ourselves in the end
We deny deny deny
What's right before our eyes
Deny deny deny
With a large order of fries yeah
(Can I get that supersized?)
Friend
This moving sidewalk is about to end
Then
You'll have to learn to walk all over again
How will you be feeling
When the grid goes black again?
Will you then be stealing
From our neighbors and our friends?
Geologists and experts
They shrug and hide their hands
The tank is hitting empty
Time to change your travel plans
You deny deny deny
What's right before your eyes
You deny deny deny
But the end is nigh
(You're gonna testify)
Friend
This moving sidewalk is about to end
Then
You'll have to learn to walk all over again
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8. |
How You Deal With Hell
04:10
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Everybody knows that it's easy to be breezy
When things are going well
But the real test of you
Is how you deal with Hell
Everybody thinks that they're gonna live forever
In their protective shell
Someday you'll have to see
How you deal with Hell
Do you get down on your knees and choke on pitiful pleas?
Do you rage and scream and pretend it's a dream?
Do you angrily shake your monkey fist
At the demons in the mist?
Everybody says that they try to never worry
About the closing bell
You never wanna think
Of how you deal with Hell
Everybody hopes that the next time they'll do better
Or just at least as well
You really can't predict
How you deal with Hell
Do you dig a big hole and hide like a mole?
Do you bitch and send it to your friends?
Do you give up and die
And that's your final goodbye?
Goodbye
Everybody hopes that way off in the future
You'll have a lucky spell
Yes everybody sees
How you deal with Hell
Everybody thinks that it's easy to be breezy
When things are going well
But the real test of you
Is how you deal with Hell
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9. |
Slip-Slidin' Bombers
02:49
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When those slip-slidin' bombers come to town
I sure hope we're not around
Because some people are gonna die
And others will be left to cry
When those slip-slip-slip-slidin' bombers come to town
When there's slip-slidin' bombers in the street
That's someone I hope we never meet
Because some ruins always linger
And everybody points a finger
When there's slip-slip-slip-slidin' bombers in the streets
Slip-slip-slip-slip
Slip-slidin' bombers
The government can't keep 'em down
They're a bunch of useless clowns
Peepin' and a-hidin'
Slippin' and a-slidin'
And when the smoke clears
There's even more to fear
Our government has bombers too
What do you think they'll probably do?
When there's slip-slidin' bombers in the sky
There's nowhere anyone can hide
Innocents will be blown away
And a hundred new bombers will be born that day
When there's slip-slip-slip-slidin' bombers in the sky
Slip-slip-slip-slip
Slip-slidin' bombers
They could show up any old day
You better not look away
Peepin' and a-hidin'
Slippin' and a-slidin'
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10. |
Neckbeard
04:08
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What you need to know:
He has always been here so
Much in love with his favorite show
He just wants to stay
Blameless and above the fray
At least that's what he'd like to say
He's the engineer
And he's part of the machinery
He's got the best seat in the house 'cos he's the engineer
Neither there nor here
Splintering off into the scenery
He's got the best seat in the house 'cos he's the engineer
Each and every day
His innocence is destroyed at play
And then savagely displayed
Try to understand
He remains a hollow man
Waiting to be filled by a plan
He's the engineer
Yet he's part of the machinery
He's got the best seat in the house 'cos he's the engineer
Neither there nor here
Splintering off into the scenery
He's got the best seat in the house 'cos he's the engineer
Best seat in the house
In the house
'Cos he's the engineer
Someday he'll disappear
Into some sort of vortex he fears
But until then he'll be right here
He's the engineer
Yet he's part of the machinery
He's got the best seat in the house 'cos he's the engineer
Neither there nor here
Splintering off into the scenery
He's got the best seat in the house 'cos he's the engineer
He's the engineer
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