1. |
cookie
02:52
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Licking the cookie
Declares the territory
Licking the cookie
Shows where it's gonna go
Shows where it's gonna go
Shows where it's gonna go
Licking the cookie
Defines this fine society
Licking the cookie
Even if you have no use for it
Even if you don't want it
Even if you don't like it
When you Swallow the sun
You know that you'll get bad heartburn
When you swallow the sun
You sweat, splutter, you just don't seem to learn
You even say you're not here to learn
And what's worse, you say there's nothing left to
I wanna hit your button,
It's so big, red and pushy
I wanna hit yourbutton
Saying no is just asking too much
So can you understand this anarchy
Or what Dalton Fury'd say
I want to bounce on something
Hear you slip a frisky giggle
I want to bounce on something
Oh no here come the ruffles
Of somewhat peculiar goings-on
In a renewal of temperance and virtue
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2. |
not the same
03:04
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Like a little shaved angry monkey
Won from pirates in a late night poker game
Not much as soulful company
Just as likely to bite somebody's face
You say that were living like kings
And days like these will never end
I forget to the party just what you bring
But expired poppers and crazy eyes
Not the same
Not the same
Eeking out an existence
Surviving squalor until the trust fund cheques roll in
In the gallery extracting espresso
Slicked back hair and a hot black uniform
Also inside über glasses
Jerome and Saul argue who's the best lover of Chagall
Freak me, freak me screamed Marta
Those Russian play writes sure taught me to suffer
Not the same
Not the same
He was a superb poet that man
He said god never injures the drunk or dumb
Don't kill if you don't intend to maim
Fun is fun but done is done is dumb
His favourite mix tape celebrated a decade
Of being a bad boy but a really good guy
It's unadulterated, untenable
It's unacceptable, unattainable
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3. |
I wanna go
02:23
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I wanna go
I gotta go
Its gonna blow.
This no show show
I wanna go
I gotta go
Its gonna blow
This no show show
He has to go and ruin it,
He has to go and ruin, it (well got form for it, form for it)
I'm gonna make him rebuild it,
I'm gonna make him rebuild, it (well for the hate of it)
It's never been quite the same,
It's never been the same again, (Well I'm over it, well over it)
Too alike to like despite the spite,
To alike to not like the respite (in plain sight)
I wanna go
I gotta go
Its gonna blow.
This no show show
I wanna go
I gotta go
Its gonna blow
This no show show
I wanna go
I gotta go
Its gonna blow.
This no show show
I wanna go
I gotta go
Its gonna blow
This no show show
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4. |
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Sometimes behaves so strangely
the cat paradox, where's the control?
One sided stilted conversation
Despite all the words, like saying nothing at all
Yeah you go ahead and you keep your diary
So cynical, go hug, kiss some strange baby
If you're not hot or cold, you're hungry or thirsty
Not satisfied until we're dissatisfied
And we've pledge to stay true, to justly stay the same
Just stays the same
Just stays the same
Just stays the same
Just stays the same
Just stays the same
Just stays the same
Just stays the same
Just stays the same
Just
Stays
Just stays
Just stays, just stays the same
Sometimes behaves so strangely
Tell me this, why stand in small rooms alone
I'd like an impasse in this negotiation
Our chaos reigns, while our vortex stays resigned
I'd like to impasse on this capitulation
Not real fair, you know he's my nightmare guy
It's on, it's off, off and on often the same thing
Not satisfied until we're dissatisfied
And we've pledge to stay true, to justly stay the same
Just stays the same
Just stays the same
Just stays the same
Just stays the same
Just stays the same
Just stays the same
Just stays the same
Just stays the same
Just
Stays
Just stays
Just stays, just stays the same
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5. |
would you?
02:55
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You asked, me to, be a, little more specific please
So why, won't you, then go and, shove over a tiny bit
And on, top of, to top, this that and furthermore
Go take, a cup, of shut, shut the fuck up now
Who can,feel the, change here and, spot the difference now
Beware, to compare, complaints is the, real danger here
Good will, it's done, who knows to, even know to care
The time, it's up, so it's up to, us to stop the clock
It's no, longer, fun to, play around like this
To compliment, makes sense then go, cuckoo for the contraband
Tell me, your views, before the, massacre of innocence
Extrapolate, on this to, see where it ends up
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6. |
my dear
03:38
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Might I say , my dear that you
Failed to, endear yourself at all
To the angry, hungry mob
Baying for blood, right from the start
You get what you get, get upset
Starts out slow, until it's even less
You've made it fast, worse, and little more
In turn from hero, to traitor
My dear
Oh dear
My dear
You should have seen, just what I heard
About the truth, the doubt, the absurd
Powers, talent, for hyperbole
And your engine, of catastrophe
And in that great disloyalty
Done for love, get your kicks for free
The meek shall eat, of the sacrifice
In her event horizon, paradise
My dear
Oh dear
My dear
insert the moral, if any here
Deceived, surveilled, black mirror fear
Accuse enemies, of that you're guilty
A dear god, please no, finality
Vengeance all that, you have left
A conscience, all clear, yet bereft
And if it's what I think, it's terrible
Deaths emissary, soul cannibal
My dear
Oh dear
My dear
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7. |
thoughts...
03:29
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Oh no here we go again,
Where do I even begin
My first last thought on any other day,
Will would you give it any thought today
What is! is, is What?
What is! is, is What?
What is! is, is What?
What is! is, is What?
Remember the time that I, I complained,
I forget a time that I, I refrained
That was dumb, was nearly always numb,
That was dumb, but was sometimes kinda fun
The thought of limits and the limits of thought
The thought of limits and the limits of thought
The thought of limits and the limits of thought
The thought of limits and the limits of thought
Wasn't afraid of the wet stuff,
Went to work with fragments and shards
Even started creeping out the bad guys,
Coups only painful to those that don't die
Pro the Poetic profanity
Pro the Poetic profanity
Pro the Poetic profanity
pro Such profane Poe poetry
Fucking fuckers fucking fucked, fuck
Fucking fuckers fucking fucked, fuck
Fucking fuckers fucking fucked, fuck
Fucking fuckers fucking fucked, fuck
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8. |
bad dreams
03:40
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Bleary eyed at the
scene of the crime
It's turned 2 o'clock
Fifth morning in a row
Her breathing is
The only sound, as my
Senses adjust
And a kind of calm returns
It's just a bad dream
Just a bad dream
Nothing more than a bad dream
What would you say
If I awoke you each night
And frightened you with all manner
Of unmentionable scenes
What would you say if I
Never let you free
What would you say if I
Asked you to be me... Would you say
It's just a bad dream
Just a bad dream
Nothing more than a bad dream
What
Can be done
to undo what
Is already done
Just like the
Sandalwood girl
I
long to be free.. From these
Bad dreams
Bad dreams
These bad dreams
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9. |
what do I know?
03:04
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I don't subscribe
To this way it's done
But I can't deny
The kinda place It's from
You've done it hard
You've done it all
What a risk it was
And what a mighty fall
And what do I know
Just what to do about it
The greatest hoax
Nobody bothered with
I don't comply
With this status quo
This expectation
To hide it below
The principle
At least in part
the pleasure drive
To tear it all apart
And what do I know
Just what to do about it
The greatest hoax
Nobody bothered with
Mock the notion
And tone it up a notch
This insurrection
Risks being squashed
and It got weirder
From there as time wore on
His love was bloody rough
Said this will hurt a lot
And what do I know
Just what to do about it
The greatest hoax
Nobody bothered with
Not a step backwards
Near equilibrium
Man that never was
Will never be
Do not you dare
Jerk the hyphen
You cannot breathe
Furnace of despair
And what do I know
Just what to do about it
The greatest hoax
Nobody bothered with
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10. |
stomp!
02:45
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We're like the dinosaur
End of our time of reign is near
We're cursed creatures
They'll find our bleached bones right here....so
Stomp! Want! Stomp! Want!
As did our ancestors
Built on what became before
Those damned predecessors
Little thought as us for sure.... So
Stomp! Want! Stomp! Want!
Can't fight the universe
Gods won't appear help save you now
But just on impact atheist
Sinner preacher they vow.....so
It's the end , it's the end, of what we, of what we know
It was wrong, it was wrong, what we, chose to choose
It's the end , it's the end, of what we, of what we know
It was wrong, it was wrong, what we, chose to choose
It's the end , it's the end, of what we, of what we know
It's the end , it's the end, of what we, of what we know
It was wrong, it was wrong, what we, chose to choose
It was wrong, it was wrong, what we, chose to choose...so
Stomp! Want! Stomp! Want!
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11. |
don't know/ don't care
03:23
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I don't know what I want
I don't care too much
I don't I don't i don't I don't know
I don't I don't i don't I don't care
But I at least know that
Who is that random
Guy smirking at me from the other side
Ohh, that would explain
Why she's letting him stroke her thigh
Ice queen cometh
On all fours by the highway
Ice queen taketh
Left with a zip cord tight around his throat
I don't know what I want
I don't care too much
I don't I don't i don't I don't know
I don't I don't i don't I don't care
But at least know that for sure
Is it de ja vu
When you've been done over before
Should he freak the nice girl
Or just love the whore
That was the last time
She was the first to get in the car
It was the first time
He felt like he was the last one to know
I don't know what I want
I don't care too much
I don't I don't i don't I don't know
I don't I don't i don't I don't care
But at least I know that for sure
She cut up when she liked him
She cut him out when she liked him not
Lapse of passion brought the plan together
Relapse in fashion tore it all apart
Masters of disaster
Enact the choctop plan,
Advised it's too loud to rock
Is as it was, too soft to play
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12. |
I'm feeling it!
02:59
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The mistrust is strong
Second guessing too long
Now wipe your eyes and count the cash
Gotta get to the club on time
Central to you, maybe
Could not see, through me
Your kind of business, pays
Well, But its sure not for free
Hey wait a minute!
I'm not feeling this!
Let's really sell this, the
Cover story must stick
The whore is no more, she's
Just in it for the dirty thrill of it
Hey wait a minute!
You're not feeling this?
Hold that me first thought
Bite that poison you tongue
Kiss that cold upper hand,
Opposite of what's been done
Hey wait a minute!
Were not feeling this!
The mistrust is strong
Second guessing too long
Now wipe your eyes and count the cash
Gotta get to the club on time
Be aware you're not aware
Maybe present but not there
Where did it all go wrong
Well, It was done before it begun
Hey wait a minute!
I'm not feeling this!
When base narcissism
Meets cosmic nihilism
The prophecy foretold
An everyone dies scenario
Hey wait a minute
You're not feeling this?
So let it be written
So let it be done
Worst nightmare will be made true,
and it'll start with the little one
Hey wait a minute!
Were not feeling this!
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13. |
die once
03:36
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Live once, like that
Die twice, like this
So numbed, so scared
Remorse, as recourse
It's always, in all ways, been, question of persistence
The impulse, the impact, and the commitment
So is it, so is it, not, to be resisted
Or was it, or was it, not, just not resisted
Die once, like that
Live twice, like this
Filter, that fear
Intent, as content
It's always, in all ways, been, question of persistence
The impulse, the impact, and the commitment
So is it, so is it, not, to be resisted
Or was it, or was it, not, just not resisted or
Just not resisted
Just not resisted
Just not resisted
just not resisted
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14. |
full pump (punk) ahead
03:06
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And, this, this is why
Can't, have, nice things today
By, way, explanation....its eh
Sub, par to, expectation Ahhhhhh
The bunny, manifesto
Had, not, noticed before
May, be, cute and cuddly.... But
A hapless, loser sadly Ahhhhhh
It's full pump ahead, so
Let's go punk instead
It's full pump ahead, so
Let's go punk instead
Mechanics of untruth
Soon, the,void the void avoid
And, now, it's kicking in for sure
Stop, meat, from thinking bout the sore
I've done, what, I have done
The right, thing, seldom free, but
This holy, vendetta it
Won't, make them, any un-deader
It's full pump ahead, so
Let's go punk instead
It's full pump ahead, so
Let's go punk instead
It's full pump ahead, so
Let's go punk instead
It's full pump ahead, so
Let's go punk instead
The calm an illusion
Stasis a delusion
The calm an illusion
Stasis a delusion
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BLu BLaK TruK Brisbane, Australia
Dedicated to what can be done. DYI Hi-Fi Punk Lo-Fi. By default, decibel and velocity intense. At times sufficiently angry.
Mostly metaphorical and not automatically autobiographical. Feedback is good- Loud amps save lives! TruK oN!
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