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Check the shape of your eyes
You're taking too much
And loosen your smile
You're pushing too hard
You're lost for words
For what it's worth
The years ache on
You get the face you deserve
Time will heal these scars
I don't need your help
The melody's choked
Stuck in a swollen throat
Self-medicated and over-served
The tell-tale signs
You make your fate when you
Rise up, rise up
And make yourself well
Rise up, rise up
And make yourself well
Scream yourself awake
Snap out of the trance
Feeling clumsy watching others dance
And draining away
A tangle of nerves
Kick out of your way
And learn to
Rise up, rise up
And make yourself well
Rise up, rise up
And make yourself well
Rise up, rise up
And make yourself well
Rise up, rise up
And make yourself well
Check the shape of your eyes
Check the shape of your eyes
Check the shape of your eyes
Check the shape of your eyes
Rise up, rise up
And make yourself well
Rise up, rise up
And make yourself well
Rise up, rise up
And make yourself well
Rise up, rise up
And make yourself well
Rise up, rise up
Rise up, rise up
Rise up, rise up
Rise up, rise up
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Ex-consumer
Drowned my computer
Caught the fucker talking back to me
Cut to the chase
Bury the waste
Disposable is the key
When you live like a fucker
You die like a motherfucker
Live like a fucker
You die like a motherfucker
Live like a fucker
You die like a motherfucker
Die motherfucker
Die motherfucker die
Bored to distraction
With your comedy action
I wish you'd get up and leave
Out of my face
And into the shit
Long may you rot in peace
When you live like a fucker
You die like a motherfucker
Live like a fucker
You die like a motherfucker
Live like a fucker
You die like a motherfucker
Die motherfucker
Die motherfucker die
Atomised
Itemised
And super-sized to death
Short attention spawn
The curtains drawn
A generation takes it's last breath
When you live like a fucker
You die like a motherfucker
Live like a fucker
You die like a motherfucker
Live like a fucker
You die like a motherfucker
Die motherfucker
Die motherfucker die
Live like a fucker
You die like a motherfucker
Live like a fucker
You die like a motherfucker
Live like a fucker
You die like a motherfucker
Die motherfucker
Die motherfucker die
Die motherfucker die
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I could sleep for days
Given half the chance
But I'm not in dreamland now
Reality avalanche
In a way
I'm in waste-management
I cover shit up, cover shit up
Pretend it never happened
It could be worse
I could be you
It could be worse
I could be you
But I perish the thought
No idea is natural
We're born, we age, we die trying
Slowly rotting beneath the surface
Waiting to burst with rage
It could be worse
I could be you
It could be worse
I could be you
It could be worse
I could be you
It could be worse
I could be you
But I perish the thought
And I perish
I perish
The thought
And I perish
I perish
The thought
It could be worse
I could be you
It could be worse
I could be you
It could be worse
I could be you
It could be worse
I could be you
I could be you
I could be you
I could be you
I could be you
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For fuck sake help me
Because I need a friend to get me through this
With no regrets
And God I know there's no pity from the city
And I know that pity's never been pretty
So I aim low
And I hit my sights
I go ballistic even though it's not right
I'll take you with me
To make me feel alright about myself
Here be monsters
Here be monsters
Here be monsters
Here be monsters
You came along
Because I need someone to get me through this
Not just anyone
Someone who knows
The confusion ahead
When God is now here and God is nowhere
Here be monsters
Here be monsters
Here be monsters
Here be monsters
So here we are
All things must come to an end
Can you enlighten me? Tell me what to expect?
Because I'm lost, alone and afraid of the future
Here be monsters
Here be monsters
Here be monsters
Here be monsters
Here be monsters
Here be monsters
Here be monsters
Here be monsters
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We all want cheap happiness now
Easily placated like sheep and cows
We do what we're told
And we buy what we're sold
In this so called life
There should be so much more
In this so called life
Oh, we're better than this
This so called life
Is it only the dumb who are safe in this world?
The ones quite content to roam with the herd
And do what they're told
And buy what they're sold
In this so called life
There should be so much more
In this so called life
Oh, we're better than this
This so called life
'cos we do what we're told
And buy what we're sold
In this so called life
There should be so much more
In this so called life
Oh, we're better than this
This so called life
There should be so much more
In this so called life
Oh, we're better than
Oh, we're better than
Oh, we're better than this
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Another government off the hook
Another programme off the books
Pass the buck
And leave us fucked
Distant and helpless
Story of our lives
White collar crime
Another government off the hook
Lamb-like slaughter
Adrenaline makes it taste better
Pass the buck
And leave us fucked
Distant and helpless
Story of our lives
Panic! Panic! Panic! Panic!
White collar crime
This is progress
Don't look down
Pass the buck
And leave us fucked
Distant and helpless
Story of our lives
Panic! Panic! Panic! Panic!
White collar crime
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I'm a polar bear
A polar bear in a zoo
Pace back and forth
Pace back and forth
I'm a polar bear
Polar bear in a zoo
Pace back and forth
Pace back and forth
Stuck in this cage
Stuck here with you
Pace back and forth
Pace back and forth
Stuck in this cage
Stuck here with you
Creep up on me
I'll creep up on you
And here we are
Stuck here with you
Creep up on me
Creep up on me
And here we are
I'm stuck here with you
You fence me in
I'll turn on you.
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I want the high life
I want bananas
I want a brother and sister in Havana
I wanna get laid by the C.I.A.
I'm on my way to the U.S.A.
I want a green card
I want freedom
Take me to your leader 'cos I wanna meet him
My people are cold
My country is old
But my drugs are cool
And the prices are good so
Rock you monkeys
Rock you monkeys
Rock you monkeys
Now get your things and go
Away
I want cocaine by the barrel
I trade it for oil and top camel
Life's a gas
Life's a bitch
Fucked in the ass by a pinko snitch
So rock you monkeys
Rock you monkeys
Rock you monkeys
Now get your things and go
Rock you monkeys
Rock you monkeys
Rock you monkeys
Now get your things and go
Now I'm the president
And I like it
A fully fledged bible black-belt tyrant
The F.B.I. the C.I.A.
Oh, fuck me, fuck me U.S.A.
Rock you monkeys
Rock you monkeys
Rock you monkeys
Now get your things and go
Rock you monkeys
Rock you monkeys
Rock you monkeys
Now get your things and go
Now get your things and go
Now get your things and go
Now get your things and go
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We, we used to be friends
We used to give a shit about each other
That was then
This is today
You, you took my love
You took all of my trust
You took my drugs
It wasn't enough
Back in the day we thought we suffered
We didn't know each other well enough to guess how this would end
Both confused and both unknowing where we're both going
Now you're back
I thought you were dead
Dead, dead, dead
Friends, who fuckin' needs 'em?
They only let you down
They take your time
They bleed you dry
Back in the day we thought we suffered
We didn't know each other well enough to guess how this would end
Both confused and both unknowing where we're both going
Now you're back
I thought you were dead
Dead, dead, dead
You, you sold me out
You sold me out
You sold me out
Back in the day we thought we suffered
We didn't know each other well enough to guess how this would end
Both confused and both unknowing where we're both going
Now you're back
I thought you were dead
Dead, dead, dead
Dead, dead, dead, dead
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I like cold mornings
They keep me sharp
Forget the rain
Forget the car
And leave behind all communication
All the pieces
In front of me
I have this place
All to myself
I'm not asking much
Just a little space for my head
I start today, I drive the other way
I start today, I drive the other way
I start today, I drive the other way
I start today, I drive the other way
A simple lake
Dirt tracks for days
I'm breathing clean
My eyes feel bathed
I've hit the wall too many times now
I start today, I drive the other way
I start today, I drive the other way
I start today, I drive the other way
I start today, I drive the other way
I start today
I start today
I start today
I start today
I start today, I drive the other way
(and if it makes you happy, it doesn't make me sorry)
I start today, I drive the other way
(and if it makes you happy, it doesn't make me sorry)
I start today, I drive the other way
(and if it makes you happy, it doesn't make me sorry)
I start today, I drive the other way
(and if it makes you happy)
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This ship is sinking
And I'm gonna go with it
Straight to the bottom
I'll push it back up
This ship is sinking
And it's taking me with it
Straight to the bottom
Where we belong
This ship is sinking
This ship is sinking
This ship is sinking
Sinking
My heart is broken
And you did it
It took you five minutes
And I died in an instant
And now
I'm going straight to hell
With a shipwrecked mind
And keelhauled as well
Yeah!
This ship is sinking
This ship is sinking
This ship is sinking
Sinking
The ocean's wide
And you dropped me in it
Now I need a bottle of wine to get me through this
And now
I'm going straight to hell
I'll probably see you there
This ship is sinking
This ship is sinking
This ship is sinking
Sinking
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So helpless
So hopeless
Don't care less
Oh, what's it to you?
Your lost cause
Your project
My faith has left
Just let it slide
It's a ride, save the sermon
It's a ride, save the sermon
Our paths they
Don't cross much
You in your corner
I in mine
I like this
Space and distance
Don't waste your time
'cos I cherish mine
I cherish mine
It's a ride, save the sermon
It's a ride, save the sermon
It's a ride, save the sermon
It's a ride
It's a ride, save the sermon
It's a ride, save the sermon
It's a ride, save the sermon
It's a ride, it's a ride
It's a ride, it's a ride
It's a ride
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Last one to Heaven's a loser
Last one to Heaven's a loser
Last one to Heaven's a loser
Last one to Heaven's a loser
I'm damned for what I said
And the way I said it
I didn't think it through
And I don't think I meant it
Is it me that bothers you?
And will we live to regret this?
Too much air is lost already
Last one to Heaven's a loser
Last one to Heaven's a loser
Last one to Heaven's a loser
Last one to Heaven's a loser
Now you've fallen on hard times
You're ripped and torn like many
At the scene of all your crimes
You're guilty and they're plenty
Now you never leave the house
Unless you're really desperate
One last ticket to God knows where
Last one to Heaven's a loser
Last one to Heaven's a loser
Last one to Heaven's a loser
Last one to Heaven's a loser
Last one to Heaven's a loser
Last one to Heaven's a loser
Last one to Heaven's a loser
Last one to Heaven's a loser
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