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Low
02:12
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We won’t get better,
We just lie down, and die young bitter
I’m going under,
When age is just a new world wonder
And I keep keeling
When I’m Feeling so low
More than a killing
When heaven’s a feeling
And living is killing me slow
Old wound you never heal in time
When I keep choosing the losing side
Live a little
Bit of life as a lie
We won’t get better,
We’re just dying quick
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2. |
Worm Of The Earth
02:14
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Joy is too heavy to hold
Too fragrant to see,
The worms of the earth
Bow down toward me
Flood of fathers
Drown their daughters
Dragging their mother,
Into the morning water
Written in the water
But a horse won’t drink on order
Written in the water
Creeping in the shadow
But a horse won’t drink on order
Worm of the earth
Bow down to me
Lover of worth
People are doomed
Treat my mouth
Like it’s an open wound
And honest
Another war we wish
We never had and
Joy is too heavy to hold
Too fragrant to see,
The worms of the earth
Bow down toward me
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3. |
Endless Throne
01:31
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Head and body
Of an endless throne
Love is not enough
And I can hear hell from home
Hear hell yes I’m here in hell
Cover me in cold
From my head to my marrow
And I’m hearing hell from home
And the weight of the world
Is heavy with you
Giving room to all the dead in the sod
And the sod is sinking heavy with us
Head and body
of an endless throne
Love is not enough
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4. |
Roots
04:09
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The roots of my body are drinking
Licking my wounds
from all of the living
Wounded and limping
My roots are all shrinking
Keep safe for you
And I’m just rotting,
to a deep dark you
And I’m just rotting,
with a tombstone youth
I’m at the bottom
Roots of all my body are you
Deep, dark you
Roots of all my body are you
All my friends are like the rest
But I'm not much
Or any better
My legs wont stand,
To be there
And I don’t want to be there
When everyone I love
Starts to die
My legs wont stand,
To be there
Roots of all my body are you
Deep, dark you
Roots of all my body are you
The roots of my body leaving
Puncturing my iron lung
The roots of my body soft
Puncturing my iron lung
The roots of my body leaving
This is all my bodies got
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5. |
Mona
04:30
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I miss
When generation is the rule
Return you to the earth you're born too
I miss
When generation broke the rule
Return you to the earth you're born too
Mona went away
And took your
Legs and arms and head from your skin
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6. |
War On Film
01:49
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Where is our Julius
Caesarean
Trouble in the guts
These walls of wounds of men
Tiananmen & women
Turned on by TV news
War on film
And a room with a view
Where is our Julius
Caesarean
Trouble in the guts
These walls of wounds of men
Tiananmen & women
Burn every room
in this house
Home is nothing more
That we’re thinking about
Where is our Julius
Caesarean
Trouble in the guts
These walls of wounds of men
Tiananmen & women
Turned on by TV news
War on film
And a room with a view
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7. |
Loom
02:40
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Beast in a herd
Burn
Small towns still talk
And small towns still rot
And the
Run to the flood
Burn
And small towns still rot
And small towns the bed of the dead
I want to loom
Over everything and everybody
I’ve gone too soon
And I want to loom
Over you
Over everything you do.
And that’s just home town song pathetic
And the rich and the rats are prophetic
Beast
Everything I do I prey on you
And love to lust
Turn to us
Sick from the cure
And the love isn’t love
From the corpse of a heart
Hometown song pathetic
And habitual cruel is magnetic
I want to loom
Over you
Over everything you do
And that’s just
Hometown song pathetic
And the rich and the rats
Are together forever.
Together forever
And I want to loom
Over you
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8. |
Midnight Men
02:42
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Sticks and stones
May break my body
Why don’t they use them to build
With all these midnight men running
With the skin of the soul to the hill
Suspicion is sacred
Why do good men die
Midnight men running around again
Midnight men, miserable thinking
And all these midnight men
Will live till the end
The misery
Bottom of
A deep blue you,
Turn into you
Cold dark end
Living sequel like the
The home for the dead.
Cold dark dread
Misery sits like a hole in my head
Write a song that never ends
About the fruit of the womb
That never lands
With the midnight men
and they’re feasting on
the fruit of the womb
of the song that will never end
And all these midnight men that you say,
Hell is on earth
Because people are worse
The hell is on earth
Because people are worse
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9. |
Good By You
03:10
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And how I’ve missed this feeling,
Of the long-time radio listener
Dig in the liver,
Like a flower
Wearing the weather
Live in the world
Of material wither
How long is your winter?
Mine feels like forever
It’s not a season if it lasts forever
And how I’ve missed this feeling,
Of the long-time radio listener
Dig in the liver,
Like a flower
Wearing the weather
Live in the world
Of material wither
Wear your best,
mass extinction
Hope for the dead
I do good by you,
I’m just a flower
Coloured blue
Bereavement
You wear it so well
I’d believe that you made it
I do good by you,
I’m just a flower coloured blue
I do good by you.
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10. |
Dead In The Living Room
04:26
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Lay among the living room dead
Don’t let them in the living room,
I'm living in your teenage tomb
Lay amongst the living room dead
It’s all because of you
Iron age of teenage culture
And now I’m feeling ultra,
So big and wise,
Picked apart by teenage glory
Glory has no eyes
And now I’m feeling ultra
So big and wise
Dead in the living room
Burning reason,
People are poison
Living disease
And bloods not blood
When all we do is wretch for water
When all the wars are won,
The brothers of wrecking and ruin,
Still rule the run
Bloods not blood
When all we do is wretch for water
Glory Glory
Hallelujah
Wretch for water
There’s no glory
Glory
Burning reason
Kill the season
Teenage tomb
Will keep on breathing
And I wretch for water
And I’m drowning,
In law and disorder
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