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LESS THAN JAKE lyrics

Look Into The Magic 8 Ball

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Something's not right Urban sprawl from urban blight Something's not right When history turns into a building site Locked out Fenced up Closed down without a sound Something's not right When downtown is just all blinking lights Something's not right When strip malls and condo's are at your every side

Sprawl II (Mountains Beyond Mountains)

ARCADE FIRE "The Suburbs"
They heard me singing and they told me to stop Quit these pretentious things and just punch the clock These days my life, I feel it has no purpose But late at night the feelings swim to the surface 'Cause on the surface the city lights shine They're calling at me, come and find your kind Sometimes I wonder if the World's so small That we can never get away from the sprawl Living in the sprawl Dead shopping malls rise like mountains beyond mountains And there's no end in sight I need the darkness, someone please cut the lights We rode our bikes to the nearest park Sat under the swings and kissed in the dark We shield our eyes from the police lights We run away, but we don't know why Black river, your city lights shine They're screaming at us, we don't need your kind Sometimes I wonder if the world's so small That we can never get away from the sprawl Living in the sprawl Dead shopping malls rise like mountains beyond mountains And there's no end in sight I need the darkness, someone please cut the lights They heard me singing and they told me to stop Quit these pretentious things and just punch the clock Sometimes I wonder if the world's so small Can we ever get away from the sprawl? Living in the sprawl Dead shopping malls rise like mountains beyond mountains And there's no end in sight I need the darkness, someone please cut the lights I need the darkness, someone please cut the lights

Gulf War Song

Fruvous Moxy
We got a call to write a song about the war in the Gulf, But we shouldn't hurt anyone's feelings. So we tried, and gave up, cuz there was no such song, But the trying was very revealing: What makes a person so poisonous righteous, That they'd think less of anyone, who just disagrees? She's just a pacifist, he's just a patriot. If I said you were crazy, would you have to fight me? Fighters for liberty, Fighters for power, Fighters for longer turns in the shower. Don't tell me I can't fight 'cause I'll punch out your lights And history seems to agree That I would fight you for me. So we read, and we watched All the specially selected news, And we learned so much more about the good guys. Won't you stand by the flag? Was the question unasked, Won't you join in and fight with the allies? What could we say? We're only 25 years old, With 25 sweet summers, and hot fires in the cold. This kind of life makes that violence unthinkable. We'd like to play hockey, have kids and grow old. Fighters for Texaco, Fighters for power, Fighters for longer turns in the shower. Don't tell me I can't fight 'cause I'll punch out your lights, And history seems to agree That I would fight you for me, That us would fight them for we. He's just a peacenik, And she's just a war-hawk. That's where the beach was, That's where the sea. What could we say? We're only 25 years old, And history seems to agree that I would fight you for me, That us would fight them for we. Is that how it always will be?

The Artist In The Ambulance

THRICE "The Artist In The Ambulance"
late night, brakes lock, hear the tires squeal red light, can´t stop so i spin the wheel my world goes black before i feel an angel lift me up and i open bloodshot eyes into fluorescent white they flip the siren, hit the lights, close the doors and i am gone now i lay here Owing my life to a stranger and i realize that empty words are not enough i´m left here with the question of just what have i to show except the promises i never kept? i lie here shaking on this bed, under the weight of my regrets i hope that i will never let you down i know that this can be more than just flashing lights and sound look around and you´ll see that at times it feels like no one really cares it gets me down but i´m still gonna try to do what´s right, i know that there´s a difference between sleight of hand, and giving everything you have there´s a line drawn in the sand, i´m working up the will to cross it i hope that i will never let you down i know that this can be more than just flashing lights and sound rhetoric cant´t raise the dead i´m sick of always talking when there´s no change rhetoric cant´t raise the dead i´m sick of empty words, let´s lead and not follow late night, brakes lock, hear the tires squeal red light, can´t stop so i spin the wheel my world goes black before i feel an angel steal me from the greedy jaws of death and chance, and pull me in with steady hands they´ve given me a second chance, the artist in the ambulance hope that i will never let you down i know that this can be more than just flashing lights and sound can we pick you off the ground, more than flashing lights and sound

There Was A Saviour

John Cale "Words for the Dying"
Words: Dylan Thomas There was a saviour Rarer than radium, Commoner than water, crueler than truth; Children kept from the sun Assembled at his tongue To hear the golden note turn in a groove, Prisoners of wishes locked their eyes In the jails and studies of his keyless smiles. The voice of children says From a lost wilderness There was calm to be done in his safe unrest When hindering man hurt Man, animal or bird We hid our fears in the murdering breath, Silence, silence to do, when the earth grew loud, In lairs and asylums of the tremendous shout. There was glory to hear In the churches of his tears, Under his downy arm you sighed as he struck, O you who could not cry On to the ground when a man died Put a tear for joy in the unearthly flood And laid your cheek against a cloud-formed shell: Now in the dark there is only yourself and myself. Two proud, blacked brothers cry, Winter-locked side by side, To this inhospitable hollow year, O we could not stir One lean sigh when we heard Greed on man beating near and fire neighbour But wailed and nested in the sky-blue wall Now break a giant tear for the little known fall. For the drooping of homes, That did not nurse our bones, Brave deaths of only ones but never found, Now see, alone in us, Our own true strangers' dust Ride through the doors of our unentered house. Exiled in us we arouse the soft, Unclenched, armless, silk and rough love that breaks all rocks.

Strip

ADAM ANT "Strip"
Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni It's at times like these the great heaven knows That we wish we had not so many clothes So let's loosen up with a playful tease Like all lovers did through the centuries We're just following ancient history If I strip for you will you strip for me? We're just following ancient history If I strip for you will you strip for me? Uh-huh-huh When it gets so hot the end of the day You may find your clothes getting in the way If a pretty dress hides your true desire Fold it nice and slow, throw it on the fire We don't need to see what the butler saw Or a mirrored room with a mirrored floor All those sneaky looks gazing down on you Are no substitute for our rendezvous If you think it's cheap or a bit risque Please don't say a word I'll just slip away I am not a man who believes in lies Like an octopus with big x-ray eyes Don't freeze up girl, you're looking quite a sight Be generous, I want it all tonight

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