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Silent kid no one to remind you
You got no hands, to reelers to remind you
Silent kid don't take your arm shot
Home, on the road, you got to take it
Silent kid don't lose your graceful tongue
This is the city life- let's talk about [??? ]
Come on, now, talk about your family
Your sister's curse, father's old and damned, yeah
Silent kid don't listen to their grandmother's advice about [??? ]
Silent kid don't listen to their???
Hand me the drumstick standkick blues
Into the spotlight expressly feel so warm inside
Til I thought I was made of
Chewin' screwin' my self with my hand
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Well you greet the tokens and stamps
Beneath the fake oil burnin' lamps
In the city we forgot to name
The concourse is four-wheeled shame
And the courthouse's double-breast
I'd like to check out your public protests
Why you're complaining? Ta!
You sleep with electric guitars
Range rovin' with the cinema stars
And I wouldn't want to shake their hands
'Cause they're in such a high protein land
Because there's 40 different shades of black
So many fortresses and ways to attack
So why you complaining? Ta!
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Got struck by the first volley of the war in the courts
Never held my service
Send 'em a wire, give 'em my best, this ammunition never rests
No one serves coffee, no one wakes up
Stop breathin, stop breathin
Breathin for me now
Write it on a postcard
Dad, they broke me, dad, they broke me
Stop breathin, stop breathin
Breathin for me now
Write it on a postcard
Dad, they broke me, dad, they broke me
I can see the lines, open shutters, and the leaves flocked on a grid
That's what they made my hero say
But nothing gets me off so completely than when you put it down ten feet down in the ground
Call and response, negative hope
Stop breathin, stop breathin
Breathin for me now
Write it on a postcard
Dad, they broke me, dad, they broke me
Stop breathin, stop breathin
Breathin for me now
Write it on a postcard
Dad, they broke me, dad, they broke me
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Sunspire - Cut Your Hair
02:42
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Darlin' don't you go and cut your hair
Do you think it's gonna make him change?
"I'm just a boy with a new haircut"
And that's a pretty nice haircut
Charts are like a puzzle
Hitmen wearin' muzzles
Hesitate, you die
Look around, around
The second drummer drowned
His telephone is found
Music scene is crazy
Bands start up each and every day
I saw another one just the other day
A special new band
I don't remember lying
I don't remember a line
I don't remember a word
But I don't care
I care
I really don't care
Did you see the drummer's hair?
"Advertising looks and chops a must
No big hair!"
Songs mean a lot
When songs are bought
And so are you
Face right down to the practice room
Attention and fame's a career
Career, career, career, career, career
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Fred G - Newark Wilder
03:55
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Lane driver
The forces against you, the rain
I know everybody wants to put you down
But I know everybody's gonna put me down
I want you
Because I'm rushing to feel you
But I won't set you down,
I don't need to
I don't need to
Fly, fly, fly, fly, fly, fly, fly
Don't try, try, try, try, try
It's a brand new era, it feels great
It's a brand new era but it came too late
She won't let you know that
I need a right to touch her
She won't let you wait for me
For me to touch you
Crowds of the people and voices
And steeples and wedding rings
Wild are the horses and break-up divorces
And separate rooms from
My, my, my, my, my, my, my
I love your tinted eyes
So bad, so bad, so so bad, so so bad
She won't let me break you out
When the picture's cut it free
Three of us is enough
It's the simple stuff I need
Can't you see the stuff I need?
Can't you see?
Can't you stuff me, stuff me?
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St. Cherry - Unfair
02:40
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Down to Santa Rosa Half Moon Bay
Across the grapevine to L.A.
We've got deserts, we've got trees
We've got the hills of Beverly
Let's burn the hills of Beverly!
Walk with your credit card in the air!
Swing your nachos like you just don't care!
(Your guess is as good as mine)
This is the slow sick sucking part of me
This is the slow sick sucking part of me
And when I'm sucking kisses direct (?)
Up to the top of Shasta Gulch
And to the bottom of the Tahoe Lakes
Manmade deltas and concrete rivers
The south takes what the north delivers
You fill hack (?)
Lost in the foothills of my mind
Drinking sterno, say good night
To the last psychadelic band
From Sac'to, northern Cal
From Sac'to northern Cal
Take it, neighbor
'Cause you're my neighbor
And I mean famous
You're my neighbor
You do me favors
'Cause I'm your neighbor
I'm not your neighbor,
You Bakersfield trash.
Traaaaaash! Traaaaaash!
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Go back to those gold soundz
And keep my advent to your self
Because it's nothing I don't like
Is it a crisis or a boring change?
When it's central, so essential,
It has a nice ring when you laugh
At the low life opinions
And they're coming to the chorus now
I keep my address to yourself
'Cause we need secrets
We need secrets-crets-crets-crets-crets-crets
Back right now
Because I never wanna make you feel
That you're social, never ignorant soul
Believe in what you wanna do
And do you think that is a major flaw?
When they rise up in the falling rain
And if you stay around
With your knuckles ground down
The trial's over, weapon's found
Keep my address to myself because it's secret
'Cause it's secret-cret-cret-cret-cret-cret
Cre-cret-cret-cret-cret-cret-cret-cret
Back right now
So drunk in the August sun
And you're the kind of girl I like
Because you're empty, and I'm empty
And you can never quarantine the past
Did you remember in December
That I won't eat you when I'm gone?
And if I go there, I won't stay there
Because I'm sitting here too long
I've been sitting here too long
And I've been wasted
Advocating that
Word for the last word
Last words come up
All you've got to waste
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Talketto - 5 - 4 = Unity
03:44
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After the glow, the scene, the stage
The sad talk becomes slow
But there's one thing I'll never forget
Hey, you gotta pay your dues
Before you pay the rent
Over the turnstiles and out in the traffic
There's ways of livin', it's the way I'm livin' right or wrong
It's all that I can do and I wouldn't wanna let you be
I wanna range life
If I could settle down
If I could settle down
Then I would settle down
I wanna range life
If I could settle down
If I could settle down
Then I would settle down
Run from the pigs, the fuzz, the cops, the heat
Pass me your gloves
This crime, it is never complete
Until you snort it up or shoot it down
You're never gonna feel free
Out on my skateboard the night is just humming
And the gumsmacks are the pulse I'll follow
If my walkman fades
Well, I got absolutely no one
No one but myself to blame
Don't worry, we're in no hurry
Schools out
What did you expect?
I wanna range life
If I could settle down
If I could settle down
Then I would settle down
I wanna range life
If I could settle down
If I could setle down
Then I would settle down
Yeah
Out on tour with Smashing Pumpkins
Nature kids
I, they don't have no function
I don't understand what they mean
And I could really give a fuck
Stone Temple Pilots, they're elegant bachelors
They're foxy to me, are they foxy to you?
I will agree they deserve absolutely nothin'
Nothin' more than me
Dreamin' dream, dream, dream, dream, dream
So alive
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Heaven is a truck
It got stuck on the breeze
Ask the driver nicely
I need a lift, I need release
The sand in the boats
On the rose-covered floats
She is the queen of a cancelled Pasadena thrill
I know arks can't fly
I know the sharks, they don't have wings
But lady, you need some cold advice
About a few things
Loosen my dress
Tie me up just like all the rest
She is the queen of a cancelled Pasadena thril
She is the queen of a cancelled Pasadena thrill (California)
She is the queen of a cancelled Pasadena thrill (California)
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I'm up on a hill top where I
Keep you in sight, my little toys
I buried you because the sun
Will melt them
Got you up my sleeve
Got you up my sleeve
Got you up my sleeve
Got you up my sleeve
Got you up my sleeve
Hit the plane down
Hit the plane down
Hit the plane down
Taking over
Taking over your life
I'm taking over your scene
Ya, Ya, Ya, Ya, Ya
I would hope see the face
I would hope you see her face
Hit the plane down
Hit the plane down
Hit the plane down (taking over)
There's no survivors
There's no survivors
Don't even snow (we're not that disturbed)
Don't even snow
Hit the plane down
Hit the plane down
Hit the plane down (taking over)
There's no survivors
There's no survivors
Taking over your life
Taking over your life
I'm taking over the scene
I'm taking everything
All I wanted it all
My little trick
I wouldn't mind just a milligram up my sleeve
I've got you up my sleeve
I've Got you up my sleeve
I've got you up my sleeve
Hit the plane down
Hit the plane down
Hit the plane down
There's no survivors
Taking over your life
Taking over your life
I'm taking over the scene
I'm taking everything
I'm taking everything
I've got to melt it
I've got to melt it
I've got to melt it
I've got to melt it
I've got to melt it
I've got to melt it
I've got to melt it
I've got to melt it
I've got to melt it
I've got to melt it
Hit the plane down
Hit the plane down there's no survivors
There is no survivors
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Silva - Fillmore Jive
05:44
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Hey lady, what do you need?
Do you think you'd like to come and bleed with me?
I'd like to invite you to a taste of my chalice
It's a special one, it's made of gold
Passed out on your couch
You left me there (thank you)
Let me sleep it off
I need to sleep it off
I need to sleep why don't you let me
I need to sleep why don't you
I need to sleep
I need to sleep
I need to sleep
I need to sleep, why won't you let me
I need to sleep
I need to sleep
I need to sleep
Why won't you, why won't you let me sleep?
The jam kids on the Vespas
And glum looks on their faces
The street is full of punks
They got spikes
See those rockers with their long curly locks
Goodnight to the rock and roll era
'Cause they don't need you anymore
Little girl, boy, girl,
Boy
Their composures are so distracted
Jasper's skinny arms
And the dance faction, a little too loose for me
Every night it's straight and narrow
Laws are broken, amusing era
Round and round and round and round she goes
Pull out their plugs and they snort up their drugs
When they pull out their plugs and they snort up their drugs
Their throats are filled with
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Crafting Room Recordings Brighton, UK
Small Independent Music label
Based in Brighton
Run by
Archie Sagers
A Not for Profit,
Artist Run Label for Passionate Musicians
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