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Do The Apocalypse
03:33
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All the lonely people lined in cavalry rows
Plans to meet their maker come incredibly slow
Woah you shout about it
Better yet, don't think about
The Friday nights exciting and the Saturday shocks
Then you're crashing like a portfolio of real estate stocks
Woah now you've done it
Oh some dark clouds are coming, they're coming
It's spreading like fire and plague
Get hip to the next latest craze
The kids say that it's all the rage, so get down
And do the apocalypse
The word's circulating the town
The step's gotcha spinning around
I'm so over this underground
It's a drag, so do the apocalypse
And all the heavy sinners with the heavens in tow
They're singing songs of jubilee and drinkin' alone
Oh it's your parade and
Oh I know someday we'll trade these
Vices for some virtues then we'll fall into line
Woe isnt the word, just the first to come to mind
Woe, shining on it
Lose some stomach lining on it, on it
We've got no need for redemption
No time to fix imperfections
Just need to release some tension
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2. |
Beer Can Ashtreys
03:11
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"Hey kid you're better off dead
As soon as you make money off the voices in your head"
They said things are changin' true
(Yeah yeah it's got a hold on you)
"And hey kid, you're singin' off key,
Your broken beating heart yeah it just don't do it for me"
They said
So I had to get back to where my head was before
Inside a tailspin sleeping on the living room floor
I have to get back steady just to settle the score
With these beer can ashtreys cluttering the room
"Swing low, carry me home
sing it from the middle of your skinny little bones"
they said, and that's what I'm gonna do
(yeah yeah and it's true and true)
"That's fine, you're swimming in hype
but keep it in your pocket
try to keep it bonefide"
that's it.
I never asked for second chances
I only came to speak my mind, is that alright?
let's have a drink to new beginnings
cause now we're doing
I think we're doing
I think we've done just fine
Hey Matt, you never called back
You didn't fuckin do this
You didn't fuckin do that
Oh yeah I've been made aware
(Yeah yeah parlez vous "Who cares"?)
Et tu seniorita, et tu?
I call em like I see em and I'm over calling you
Oh yeah
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3. |
Jet-Set Headdress
02:59
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If I was a snake, I'd be a cottonmouth
I'd hide in the lake and try and freak you out
Whatever I said, you'd only scream and shout at me
If I was a tramp, I'd sleep in cable cars
And I'd spend the nights holed up in hotel bars
And I'd fall asleep under the tiny star debris
So careful the ones that you waste
Leave it to me not to be forgotten
I know I'm an acquired taste
Bitter and sweet but you think it's rotten
You got it all over your face
Oh you've got a lot of feather in that jet set headdress
But that don't make you a bird
If I wasn't much, you'd make me paranoid
And if you kept in touch, I'd only disappoint
To spoon or to fork, I guess I'll flip a coin for you
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4. |
Shock City
03:42
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Well I was woken by a sour makeshift baptism by shower
In a seedy, rather cold Super 8
Washing off the sins that had soaked into my skin
In an ill fated encounter with fate
Ohh shock city...
Ohh shock city...
Not sure where I'd been or what happened to my friends
Or why there was muddy leaves in my hair
Couldn't find my phone as I sat there alone
But to tell the truth I didn't much care
Shock citys a place where you sleep in your clothes
The school's never open, the bars never close
and nobody knows that they're even supposed to care
Then she walked right back inside
Said she's glad I'm alive
Said I left my hefty tab in the sink last night
And now she was slowly smoking cigarettes that
White Russian silhouette
Thought I might just make myself a drink
We were schemin' in a vacant lot
Needin' something that would hit the spot
But you can't get something
You can't get something for nothing
The fix is legit and the booze flows like wine
And nobody's healthy but everyones fine
The streets are all crowded by quarter to nine out there, I swear
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5. |
The Wretch
03:50
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Do I got a cynical style?
Do I get kicks when you slip in a puddle?
Do I make it terrible, child?
Do I make ya just wanna punch through the rubble?
Cause woah I'm a dark-hearted fella'
No Cinderella's gonna make me smile
And oh I forgot my umbrella
I'm a cappella on the Miracle Mile again
Don't look in my eyes
Do I got a sinister grin?
Do I give you chills when I kill on the camera?
Do I crawl all over your skin?
Do I make you wanna stay at home in your pajamas?
I see your hands are shaking
I hear the sounds you're making
Oh you've got such a pretty frown
And if there's no tomorrow
And it's all just pain and sorrow
I'll never let you down
Do I spin all over your friends?
Do they just hate that you can't get enough?
And do I lie about where I been?
Do you really wanna know about it, buttercup?
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6. |
Thrill Killer
02:51
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Hey thrill killer, your story's so vanilla
Pucker up and suck the flavor right out of the skillet
Do the storm cloud through and through
Cause it's way past your curfew
Hey you, what do ya say
You're rollin over again?
Pity that the hard knocks took ya to the river
Time to shake it from your skin
Hey thrill killer, little caterpillar
Passing up the action, getting fattened by the filler
And you are just as you do
So I guess you're a corkscrew
Now we do it all of the time
Jesters in the court of misconception
You were always falling in line
I was always one to make exceptions
Sending shivers over my spine
Waiting for the winds of change to take but
I don't wanna wait I don't wanna keep wasting my time
So hey you, what do ya say
The tides are turning again
So add "being dramatic" to the old resume
It's time to take it on the chin
So hey you, what do ya say
You're rollin over again?
Pity that the hard knocks took ya to the river
Time to shake it from your skin
Time to face the wolves again
And try to explain as the grapevine hangs you to dry
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7. |
Run Sucker Run
03:22
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I took all the time it takes
On an ever extended break
Just to find that I'm half-awake
When I'm alone
Cause we walked when we should've ran
Tripped and fell when we tried to stand
Shook it off and got in the van
And hit the road
Cash and ego aside, just try and try to stay bonafide
So run sucker run
Keep your head on straight
Stay gone for however long it takes
Just point and aim for the sound it makes
Hummin in the gun
So run, sucker, run away
And off all of the things I feared
I would miss as the ending neared
To my trapeze artist career, I didn't know
That the years spent above the lights
Made me grow so afraid of heights
That it keeps me awake at night and leads me home
Counting backwards from the balcony
The drifters sleep alone tonight, despite an honest try
I tried to keep it for the life of me
But now it's gone, now it's gone
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8. |
Treading Water
03:48
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Under flourescent lights
Ideas swam around her head
Her hands were cold as ice
She had a belly full of lead
She thought itd sure be nice
If somewhere somebody noticed
But like a moth to light
Blindly inspired by the chance
To face a lonely night
Under a brighter circumstance
She thought itd sure be alright
If somewhere anyone noticed
And then she said
I'm not one to run in circles
And you're not one to wait
As the nite turns into day
Can we just just let go now instead of treading water?
These flashing yellow lights
By now she's gotta know the drill
Rehearsed it every nite
Despite the common kind of thrill
No need to tell her twice
Pretending nobody noticed
Her ego trips as she falls apart again
There's no use closing her eyes
Cause once it stops it just starts right up again
And there's no escaping tonite
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9. |
The Cheap Shot
03:07
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Coldcocked by the idiot suits
And I was bummed out by the A&R blues
Snatched up by the shirt and now I'm doin my time
I've got all the bad habits that a young man should
Just want a little easy money and to feel real good
So light it up, let it burn then return to the scene of the crime
Choking on a loaded gun, the cheap shot's on its way
Pull the trigger just for fun and and taste the ricochet
And I've been known to drink alone and some might even say
I'm next to death, well hold your breath
The cheap shot's on its way
And I don't even wanna write songs anymore
Its all ringtones and jingles and television scores
And while the marked target audience snores
We'll be starting a riot
Cause I can't quit so quick from the plummet
With all plateaus, no hope for the summit
And this bullshit just rips through my stomach
But its the only thing that I know
And just to set the record straight
Here are a few short answers to some commonly asked questions
Yes
Hell yes
And better than ever
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10. |
Miracle Head
03:12
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Strollin on the avenue, callin me around
Layin this city to waste
Bradley's out of town forever maybe now
We'll grow to be responsible spades
Elliston's abound with industry and sound
Movin' at a leisurely pace
I could take you down and show you all around
If you got a minute to waste
And we just try to settle down this miracle head
We just try to settle down this miracle head
Try to ride the rainbow
Try to find the all night miracle head
Tires on the ground, the alleys got a crowd
The lamps they make a terrible rave
Rat's choreograph the Carolina shag
No one's gonna get in the way
Penny-Ante Avenue's crawlin' with the hounds
Barkin' up the miserable trees
I remember her, she's terrible for sure
She spits on everybody she sees
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11. |
Until The Curtains Close
02:39
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All nite long staring at the wall
Listening to lullabies from the grumpy frogs
Everything is right
Nothing's going wrong
Just another restless nite
Even stares, castles in the air
Derelicts and vagabonds live without a care
Putting in the time
Whistling the song
Maybe they were always right
If the recovery's so endearing
Why does it feel like I'm disappearing?
Tracing the silhouettes on the ceiling
Until the curtains close
Moon so bright
Lemons in the eye
Wrestle with the jimmy legs
Hustle to subside
Stuck inside my head
City's fast asleep
Wish there was a better plan
I see the suffering, pay the penance
And call my loneliness independence
I take the truth and I try to bend it
Until the curtains close
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Matt Friction Nashville, Tennessee
lead singer/song-writer from the Pink Spiders
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