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Tippin' Boats
03:55
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Feel the waves gonna come crashing,
may tip your boat.
She don't listen to the ocean,
she just hugs that shore,
scared of broken bones and how they might find her.
I don't know why they're feeding the fire.
I don't know what I'm feeling or why but I know,
As sure as boots on the floor,
I aint marching for no war.
She don't listen any more
To the people on the street
She just hunkers down in instinct
Stop pickin' at that old dead skin.
It's my fortress, thats why I guard it.
Oh see them ghosts on T.V ,
Slitting their own throats, with nothing coming out,
but confetti and bank notes.
I don't know what we're fighting for,
I don't know what we're fighting for but I know,
any night you want,
I'll meet you on that shore..
With my bones and my cup.
She don't listen any more
To the people on the street
She just hunkers down in instinct
See them broken eyes, trying to cry out of the river,
and enough aboout being oh so old.
She don't listen any more
To the people on the street
She just hunkers down in instinct.
Oh instinct, I don't feel.
I don't feel like much,
but I feel like drinking.
I feel I'm gonna break you down,
and I feel I'm gonna break you down.
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A Time With
02:55
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Don't turn your back on the street
You'll never feel the tide
Hoping the greater good will win
Selling bullets to all sides
That ain't right, still
Feelin broken down and
Any night I'll meet you on the coast
You think of singin they'll slit your throat
We can kill each other
Every night on the Tv or the phone
I'll just keep calling you out
You'll just keep falling on your gun
Just trying to hang that ol' simple rope
I know you wanna tie me up
Just because she says she loves you
It don't mean she don't feel for me
Feelin broken down and
Any night I'll meet you on the coast
You think of singin they'll slit your throat
We can kill each other
Every night on the Tv or the phone
I'll just keep calling you out
You'll just keep falling on your gun
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One Design of Teeth
03:12
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well they say one day many ghosts will meet
a paradise of strangers
with one design of teeth
but if you ever need help on the battlefield
I'll be one of the clowns
with flowers and a shield....
that's made of thoughts and unknowns
but no crucifix or garden gnomes
although I do believe the desert's more than sand
well they say one day many ghosts will meet
a paradise of strangers
with one design of teeth
but if you ever need help on the battlefield
I'll be one of the clowns
with flowers and a shield....
that's made of thoughts and unknowns
but no crucifix or garden gnomes
although I do believe the desert's more than sand
hearts hung from the ceiling will never grow old,
yet the ways that they are bought and sold
will surely one day choke on their own dust
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Our Lovers
04:24
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Tuck your tired faith in the ocean,
I don't want to fear it no more
For we like our lovers, with just a little blood
Life's a fraying tire swing rope, what do you want me to say
That there's a plan, and that I know your pain...?
....when you know that I don't
One by one we are marchin all over, tired streets again
For once we should try listening to what the others are saying
Tuck your tired face in the ocean
I don't want to see you no more
For we like our lovers with just a little blood
A little blood will never take us home...
....you better hope that it won't
One by one we are marchin all over, tired streets again
For once we should try listening to what the others are saying
When your colors turn all black and green,
I'll curl up in a ball,
anymore and I'll shoot myself
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Stars and Stripes
03:02
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oh look what we have found here
nothing but free land
just a few million reds
we can teach those savages we can cut off all their lovers hands
but she don't remember, a word that I said
she just pulls the rope, cross, tight 'round my neck
oh New Amsterdamn,
so you're feeling a little broke
you want a free ride
perhaps just a little taste
but I deal in children, weapons, oil and waste
she don't remember, a word that I said
she just pulls the rope, cross, tight 'round my neck
I'm comin back smoke, then I'm comin for you.
(sample=Pam Africa @ the 2008 DNC)
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