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Sister Wives Strike Back
02:43
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You think you met our demands?
You think you’re our man?
We want it all!
STRIKE BACK!
You think you know us?
You don’t know us.
You don’t know anything!
STRIKE BACK!
You’ve got to get yourself out there
Live your own life
It’s out new demand
A third sister wife
STRIKE BACK!
STRIKE BACK!
You think you own me?
You think you own me?
We are free women!
STRIKE BACK!
Our marriages are going well
But we’ve found another
It’s our next demand
We get to marry each other
STRIKE BACK!
STRIKE BACK!
STRIKE BACK!
Our hearts are full of love
But our wombs are barren
You need to adopt a kid
We’ve proven we’re good at sharing
STRIKE BACK!
STRIKE BACK!
STRIKE BACK!
Our sex life is just fine
But we’re gonna stop now
It’s our final demand
We’re the top now
STRIKE BACK!
STRIKE BACK!
STRIKE BACK!
STRIKE BACK!
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2. |
Horse
02:00
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I knew a horse
I watered him everyday
We got divorced
Then everything changed
And then I left
In pursuit of Scottish showers
Hope the horses there know how to sprout flowers
There was a bird
Who showed me her ways
I did my best
And practiced everyday
But did not learn
How to make horses grow
Now I’ve packed my bags and hit the road
I still find the soil of our love
In my teeth and in my dreams
But I know it was a fruitless affair
And I’ll leave that to the bird and her bees
You may hear this tale
And think I don’t know a thing
But I swear
I’ve heard that horse sing
And I know
What I am talking about
He just kept spitting all my water out
I still see him tucking his tail
In my thoughts and in my dreams
When the snails are decomposing me
I hope he’s pollinated by the bees
I once knew how to plant good seeds
Somehow now the skill escapes me
Shut myself in and I forgot
I’m grown now
But I’m only a moth
I still see him tucking his tail
When I’m falling off to sleep
When the snails are decomposing me
I hope he’s with the bird
And her bees
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3. |
Simply Nothing
03:16
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I don’t wanna live tomorrow, I’m too busy living for today
I’ll save my money when there’s nothing left for me to give away
And I’ll stop singing when there’s nothing left to say
And these two chords, everything’s okay
I went to school and cut my teeth on all the lies
That told and what they said was right
And found out that my morals had been sold
To the bidder who was better at the game
Gotta find a way to keep on feeding this flame
I went downstairs and heard my family sing
I found out there that I’m no more than nothing
My breath is smelling worse these days, I think my teeth are rotting out my skull
Pick them out one by one, pack letters I won’t write into the holes
Then when I’m wetter and unfettered by the pain
I’ll bite down hard, preserve what’s left of my brain
Salt and water mixed together is a mode of preservation
But I’ve found anger and gasoline a better remedy for starvation
Our protestations, no threat to our great nation
But cogs in machines still might cause cessation
I went upstairs and heard the angels sing
I looked away but I’m still trembling
Scars surround us and our landscapes and our seascapes and our dreamscapes
Is filling them with concrete the smartest and the fastest way to escape
From this hellscape? Is there another route we can take?
To restore the ways we’ve never known unerased
I went outside and heard my G*d sing
These were the words my G*d sang to me
One day the dams will burst, the salmon will run freely to their homes
The roads will crack and shudder, buried underground with the bones of industry
That’s been reaping what we’ve sown
Go out there and build the world I’ve shown
I looked inside and heard my G*d growing
I looked away but I’m still trembling
I looked inside and saw my G*d growing
And I found out there that I am simply nothing
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4. |
Starry Skies
04:10
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Do you see yourself when you look into the starry skies?
Do you know your life’s true purpose?
Can you tell wrong from right?
Do you hear from God when you pray or are you telling lies?
Do you see yourself when you look into the starry skies?
Do you want to start a business where we scam and steal?
Do you want to control the masses with a tale we know ain’t real?
Do you want to be called ‘pastor’ or do you prefer ‘priest?’
Do you want to be the master of those who have the least?
We could fill the world with wonder
Or we could make a buck
We could care for one another
Or we could stop giving a fuck
Do you see yourself when you look into the starry skies?
Do you know your life’s true purpose?
Can you tell wrong from right?
Do you hear from God when you pray or are you telling lies?
Do you see yourself when you look into the starry skies?
Do you want to build a castle as tribute to the Lord?
Do you want to start a battle between pen and sword?
Would you like an Inquisition where every head will roll?
Do you want to force a decision to sell or save your soul?
We could fill the world with wonder
Or we could make a buck
We could care for one another
Or we could stop giving a fuck
I’m hearing voices in my head and I worry it’s the Lord
I’m hearing voices in my head and I worry it’s the Lord
I’m hearing voices in my head and I worry it’s the Lord
I’m hearing voices in my head and I worry it’s the Lord
I’m hearing voices in my head and I worry it’s the Lord
I’m hearing voices in my head and I worry it’s the Lord
I’m hearing voices in my head and I worry it’s the Lord
I’m hearing voices in my head and I worry it’s the Lord
Do you see yourself when you look into the starry skies?
Do you know your life’s true purpose?
Can you tell wrong from right?
Do you hear from God when you pray or are you telling lies?
Do you see yourself when you look into the starry skies?
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5. |
Barefoot Dirty & Free
03:17
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I’ve got a great life
I live in a house, the health insurance is nice
I pay my bills on time
At least 60 percent of the time
Went to a university
Worked really hard for two useless degrees
I try to keep my room clean
At least when my parents visit me
But if I wanted to live in a box, I would build be a coffin
And if I wanted to stay in one place, I’d dig the hole myself
I would throw it all away if it meant I had to be anything
But barefoot, dirty, and free
Sometimes, I think I’ll settle down
Do my 40 hours, keep my head underground
Invite my bosses ‘round to my house
To run them right out of town
Maybe it’s time for me to hear
The things they’ve been saying about doing my share
I might even vote next year
Vote for another round of beers
But if I wanted to live in a box, I would build be a coffin
And if I wanted to stay in one place, I’d dig the hole myself
I would throw it all away if it meant I had to be anything
But barefoot, dirty, and free
You might think that I’m just a grown up teenage anarchist
Could learn some moderation and let go of my idealist streak
Maybe you’re on to me, a shower is all that I need
But I remember eventually a shower could wait another week
But if I wanted to live in a box, I would build be a coffin
And if I wanted to stay in one place, I’d dig the hole myself
I would throw it all away if it meant I had to be anything
But barefoot, dirty, and free
I would throw it all away if it meant I had to be anything
But barefoot, dirty, and free
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Gentleness
03:16
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You’re gentleness, I’m opportunity
But I can’t understand what you do to me
Do you want me to go?
I’m the opening and you’re what’s filling it
I’m the beans but you’re not spilling it
One day everyone will know
Gentleness
What the hell is this?
It doesn’t make much sense
It makes so much sense
Gentleness
Can we go to a new place?
Gentleness
Slapping me in the face
You’re the fire but I’m deflecting it
I’m a liar and you’re protecting it
You’re not making a sound
You’re the thunder tossing me in the sky
I’m taller but you’re a lovely guy
Please give me one more round
Gentleness
What the hell is this?
It doesn’t make much sense
It makes so much sense
Gentleness
Can we go to a new place?
Gentleness
Slapping me in the face
Gentleness
What the hell is this?
It doesn’t make much sense
It makes so much sense
Gentleness
Can we go to a new place?
Gentleness
Slapping me in the face
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7. |
Deprogramming Blues
02:19
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I can’t fall asleep without someone else’s thoughts
I can’t stay asleep with my own
I can’t stopping checking on a world I’ll never know
I can’t feel my brain through my phone
I didn’t ever ask to be an outlaw
But I just can’t see any other way
‘Cause, darling, once you’ve seen what I saw
You can’t stay at home or run away
So I know what I’ve gotta do
But I can’t bring myself to
This life is killing me and you
I’ve got the deprogramming blues
I can see my problem clearly
But I can’t escape
Haven’t slept in far too long
But I sure ain’t awake
Could be the Unabomber
Mail bombs to Bill Gates
But I’d rather be Ted
In a world I create
I didn’t ever ask to be an outlaw
But I just can’t see any other way
‘Cause, darling, once you’ve seen what I saw
You can’t stay at home or run away
So I know what I’ve gotta do
But I can’t bring myself to
This life is killing me and you
I’ve got the deprogramming blues
This life is killing me and you
This life is killing me and you
This life is killing me and you
I’ve got the deprogramming blues
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Stare directly into the sun
Don’t care about anyone
Live your life on the run
Because everything you’ve ever been taught is wrong
Rub some salt in your wounds
Lock yourself in a room
Everyone is staring at you
And you should never play the fool
Keep that thought to yourself
Pull those teeth out your mouth
Subsist on only meat and booze
Because everything you’ve ever been taught is true
There is only one path
It’s the one you find yourself
So cover yourself in trash
As long as you’re doing what you want
There is only one life
It’s the one you make for yourself
So be a light
And share your self-love with someone else
Pick an apple from a tree
Then go inside and drink some bleach
This world has all you need
Haven’t you heard?
This life is for you and me
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9. |
All Roads Lead to Rome
03:32
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You know I haven’t heard my own thoughts since 2013
And these days being still is more a threat than a luxury
I asked my mother how to live, she told me grow some teeth
And I’m trying, mom but most days I can’t remember to breathe
And I thought I could choose my way today
But I didn’t pave the roads, the tracks have been laid
I thought I could choose my way someday
But all roads lead to Rome, so they say
I thought that at least I could be a giant ball of meat
But bees won’t buzz me and they’re too hungry to eat
Spiders crawl inside my bones and live inside my eyes
And the magic’s wearing off but I’m too far gone now to cry
Sealed inside an airtight cage that doesn’t even lock
The children underground, they learn to cry before they walk
Glass houses underestimate the power of a rock
So tomorrow hand in hand away from Omelas, we’ll walk
And I think we’ll find our way someday
We’ll unpave the roads and have our say
I think we’ll find our way today
‘Cause our roads lead back home ‘round the long way
You know I haven’t heard my own thoughts since 2013
And these days being still is more a threat than a luxury
I asked my mother how to live, she told me grow some teeth
And I’m trying, mom but most days I can’t remember to breathe
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10. |
Growing Trees
04:47
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Children gather ‘round me and my story I will tell to you
It was 1963, it was summer and the sky and I were blue
I went to the bar to toast to my beloved
Barkeep took pity and bought me a bottle of red
I drank every drop then I stumbled into the dark
Last thing I recall was watching a falling star
Into sleep, I fell and onto that star I wished
Never to love another and nevermore to be kissed
Now even the driest wine is never left completely free of sugars
When the final product leaves the factory
Up to 200 grams per liter, see?
And those sugars when left unchecked beget ecology
Glucose, fructose, xylose, and arabinose
In my mouth became food for growing cellulose
Between my teeth and in my throat
It’s sprouting out through my nose
Roots take hold and flowers bloom
And something wild grows
When I open up my mouth
A forest comes pouring out
I prune and pluck the flowers out
And I give them to our children so my love they will not doubt
I vow to keep up the drought
Of this poison that brought this fate about
But when I recall my love I think
Poor me, poor me, pour me another drink
When I open up my mouth
A forest comes pouring out
I prune and pluck the flowers out
And I give them to you children so my love you will not doubt
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Angst
03:22
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The wound keeps getting deeper
People sleeping on the street
Why pay taxes or vote
In imperial monstrosity?
I read the news today
The people are broken and bleeding
But the mayor has a plan to clean up all of the graffiti
Now my friends can’t pay their rent
All the money’s already spent
On flora and fauna that no one could ever own
I’m fighting for the day
Where no one ever has to pay
For food or drugs or a place to call home
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooooh
If I don’t wake up
If I never see the sun again
Don’t shed a tear
This life was made to end in pain
I didn’t wanna play the game
In the first place
I never wanted to run
In the human race
I’ve already been paid
No more money left to be made
I’m already on fire
I’ve already been accused of being a thief and a liar
Everyday’s the same
Every single one of us in pain
Yet we remain
Stuck to this fragile plane
Our beliefs are so fucked up
Because our hope has all dried up
So what if we’re mad?
And what if we had anything that resembled a good path?
What if we stopped?
Did everything we could to kill our overlords off
We’re all we have
The only way to take it is if we smash and grab!
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Oooooh
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12. |
Reincarnation
02:24
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The thing that I fear most is that
I’ll die and come right back
Watch concrete choke this planet
Watch our murderous leaders attack it
And if it’s the end times now
Then I don’t like the sound of what comes next
But I guess I’ll take it
And I’ll see you the next time around
Can’t take another round of this stiff drink
You should cut me off at the neck, I think
Burn all the crops and salt the ground
Pray for me I don’t come back
I don’t want another go around
I hope I never live to see the 22nd century
I don’t have much hope for our so-called “society”
I’ll take what I can get today
Live as close to the land as I can
And if I die today and I’m reincarnated
Maybe next time I’ll make us a plan
Maybe next time I’ll make a goddamn fucking difference
By living in a tree or
At the hands of the policeman
If I’m coming right back around
Why should I even care about
My bank account or credit score?
‘Cause I’ll get it the next time, I swear
Can’t take another round of this stiff drink
You should cut me off at the neck, I think
Burn all the crops and salt the ground
Pray for me I don’t come back
I don’t want another go around
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13. |
Glad to be Home
05:18
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I fell asleep with a loaded gun in my hand
I know it looks bad but I didn’t make a plan
I just wanted to feel as though I had control
Over what the State and God do with my soul
In my dreams I saw a light in the sky
It felt as familiar as that night
When I popped the screen out of my window
Hopped in a car and left my home
They say it takes a long time to get to that place
But the gun is quicker, has a warmer embrace
The light in the clouds told me to make up my mind
So I’m changing how I’m spending and saving my time
Come to the graveyard and eat some dirt
Come see the hole we dug into the earth
Come to the graveyard and eat some dirt
Come see your life strewn out and judged for it’s worth
When I woke in the morning the gun was gone
It must’ve got stuck somewhere far beyond
But thank God I’m back now in a place where I feel
Like everything that I say and do is real
My alarm plays a song I’ve heard thousands of times
Echoing the voice of a man who’s died
I rolled out of bed and I grabbed my phone
That’s when I knew I was glad to be home
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