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Boron Rod
03:13
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You cannot be the boron rod
You cannot keep control
Life is meant to explode
You cannot stop the mission
In a centerless universe
The imagination rules
Message in a matchbox
One dead American
Everything is subjective
No habla espanol
You must be the boron rod
Must know the limits of control
Cannot let things explode
Girl in the raincoat
Coos so sweet for you
Stand the lone wolf
Message in a matchbox
One dead American
Reality is arbitrary
No habla espanol
Life is a handful of dirt
La vida no vale nada
Life is a handful of dirt
So use your imagination
Message in a matchbox
One dead American
Everything is subjective
No habla espanol
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Shove into the A Train
Scream and cuss
Panhandler sings
Into his empty cup
The rich flaunt keys to Gramercy Park
Here, nobody gives a flying f***
Graffiti on the subway walls
Kids run in packs until dawn
Spit on anyone who dares to judge
Attitude is in the blood
New year's comes like a burial
Times Square is a funeral
The world is falling apart
But New York doesn't care at all
They still sell crack in Alphabet City
And jump turnstyles on the F
Graffiti on the subway walls
Kids run in packs until dawn
Spit on anyone who dares to judge
Attitude is in the blood
Mayor may have cleaned 42nd
But New Yorkers can still find the sex
NYPD don't pick up the phone
They're just spread too thin
Black ship on the horizon
Illuminated by the moon
On a sea of skyscrapers
A harbinger of doom
Evil coming like a flood
Manhattan drowns in the waves
Say goodbye to the big apple
With middle fingers raised
Graffiti on the subway walls
Kids run in packs until dawn
Spit on anyone who dares to judge
Attitude is in the blood
Spit on anyone who dares to judge
Attitude is in the blood
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3. |
VCR
03:29
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Can we start on day 2
Forget about yesterday
How I made a fool of myself
Well, baby I can change
If I can get a second chance
Maybe I can learn to dance
Around all my previous mistakes
Get you to look my way
Let me find a way into your heart
Give us both a brand new start
Can we just press rewind, til everything is fine
and do it one more time, today
Sometimes it isn't perfect
I can get a little reckless
I often make the wrong moves
Get caught up and obsessed
From every stumble and fall
I learn where I went wrong
Maybe with one more try
I'll finally catch your eye
Let me find a way into your heart
Give us both a brand new start
Can we just press rewind, til everything is fine
and do it one more time, today
Let's turn back the clock
I'm not the man that I once was
Feels like I've lived a thousand years
Learned how to fix my flaws
All I need is one more day
Rewrite this chapter once again
Finally you and me will find
Forever after in the end
Let me find a way into your heart
Give us both a brand new start
Can we just press rewind, til everything is fine
and do it one more time, today
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4. |
The Pleasure of Pain
04:12
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So excited you can’t wait
anticipation raising your heart rate
skipping right into the lion’s den
only a moment before it begins
Antiseptic white and sterilized steel
spinning you around like a Ferris wheel
so simple the pleasure of pain
making everything else mundane
so simple the pleasure of pain
making everything else mundane
Heightened enlightenment from altered states
the gas that you breathe puts a smile on your face
knowing that next is the quick pinch of bliss
sharp in your mouth like a lover’s kiss
blood running red on the whites of your teeth
exciting your life in the night like a thief
so simple the pleasure of pain
making everything else mundane
so simple the pleasure of pain
making everything else mundane
The white of his coat soothes your unease
Relaxed on your back as he does as he please
He cradles his tools of immaculate construction
awaiting your fate for a joyful destruction
high pitched whine of the drill pressing down
rivers of happiness where you hope to drown
so simple the pleasure of pain
making everything else mundane
so simple the pleasure of pain
making everything else mundane
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5. |
Burning Rubber
03:00
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Thought I had it under control
Committed the perfect crime
Did it all with a smile
Took them for every dime
The police are clueless
And I'm ahead of every move
Got the money, the girl
I thought I couldn't lose
Burning rubber in the getaway car
Still running out of time
Need to catch a plane
But they've closed I-95
Now we've taken a wrong turn
Landed in the wrong side of town
Caught in the crossfire
Bullets raining down
Had to ditch the ride
But we still have the cash
Hail a taxi
We need to get out of here fast
Burning rubber in yellow and black
Still running out of time
Need to catch a plane
But the driver is out of his mind
Now the cops are back in play
And the mob wants a cut
We've got all this money
But we still have to take the bus
It seemed like a flawless plan
But luck isn't on our side
Just getting across the city
Feels like spanning the great divide
Burning rubber on the crosstown express
Still running out of time
Need to catch a plane
So much for the perfect crime
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6. |
Still Tomorrow
03:16
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Someone took my home
So I found another
Among the green green grass
And rolling hills
But the richies wanna play
So they say I can't stay
Sent out a man
Intent to kill
I'll dance dance dance
Through the day
And I'll dance dance dance
Still tomorrow
The hand of luck's my friend
I'll never see the end
So I'll dance dance dance
Still tomorrow
Flood waters may rise
And destroy paradise
But I can always find
A place to rest my head
Bullets my fly
No matter how they try
Nothing in this world
Can strike me dead
Chorus
Fire in the hole
Will not takes it toll
Your wicked ways
Cannot change the facts
Live a life that's good
And good will follow you
And don't forget to dance...
Chorus
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7. |
I Wrote A Hit Play
03:38
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We share the same love, but I’m not one to share
The way you’re competing makes cheating unfair
It’s clear I’ll be winning this prize we both cherish
Your jealousy turns you a shade most garish
You’re just a child, and I need a wife
You're making it hard for me to be polite
a man past his prime can waste his life
I'm Losing my sense of what is wrong and right
I’d like to stay friends, but you ‘re waging a war
sending me signals I can’t ignore
I try to resist, but the high road is at an end
You’d better be ready for the rules I’ll bend
You’re just a child, and I need a wife
You're making it hard for me to be polite
a man past his prime can waste his life
I'm Losing my sense of what is wrong and right
Maybe I can pay you off
allow your distractions to move you
teenagers are a fickle lot
always running off to something new
The battle is ended and no one has won
While we were distracted she simply moved on
When you're over protective love slips through your fingers
Losing the one that you wanted to linger
You’re just a child, and I need a wife
You're making it hard for me to be polite
a man past his prime can waste his life
I'm Losing my sense of what is wrong and right
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8. |
This Dirty Cage
04:23
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The mouth of hell opened wide
Let out a cry of war
Those who wished to live in peace
Sought sheltered from the storm
Buried themselves in the dirt
Same from which they're born
City streets carved in earth
While the sunlight was lost
Father once told me
About something called the sky
And a light that shined so bright
You had to shield your eyes
Children born under the veil
Their history was lost
This dirty cage is Eden
Never heard of holocaust
Memories will still fade
In artificial light
The mouth of hell bellows a laugh
That rattles my insides
Father once told me
About something called the sky
And a light that shined so bright
You had to shield your eyes
Drowning in the river styx
The heart still longs for more
One day i'd like my child
To see a vision of the stars
I cannot build a ladder high enough
To reach that long lost place
This city of dust and darkness
Now becomes a grave
Father once told me
About something called the sky
And a light that shined so bright
You had to shield your eyes
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9. |
Elephant
04:16
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The road was your calling
Never could slow down
The greasepaint addicting
Home could never be found
You barely knew mother
Married to the stage
You never looked back
I was left in your wake
The weight of my sorrow
I can't get past
Stands like elephant
Upon my chest
I am the son
That you'll never know
Because the limelight
Is the life you chose
And the child you left behind
Had no strong hand to guide
Alone, no protection
Set adrift in life
You made your name
Across the nation
A handful of lies
Were my lone motivation
The weight of my sorrow
I can't get past
Stands like elephant
Upon my chest
I am the son
That you'll never know
Because the limelight
Is the life you chose
Forget their flesh and blood
I'll never know if you had any love for me
Now that you're gone
Answers will never come
How you let me go
Left me in the past
Your just a specter
Just a mystery
Your only possession
I have to set free
The weight of my sorrow
I can't get past
Stands like elephant
Upon my chest
I am the son
That you'll never know
Because the limelight
Is the life you chose
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10. |
One Last Wish
04:09
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One day I'll be nothing
But feed for the worms
There'll be no tomorrow
And no after world
So before the light
Is struck from my eyes
I have once last wish
That you might provide
Before I get low
Before I get low
You gotta let me know
Before I get low
I want to know the truth
No sugarcoated s***
Tell me who am I
The f***er I've been
Come to my funeral
And tell me no lies
I want to know the truth
Before I die
Before I get low
Before I get low
You gotta let me know
Before I get low
You'll never see an angel
Walk these dirty streets
Don't you dare say
You saw an angel in me
I didn't live by scripture
And never cared for law
When I am remembered
Remember all the flaws
Before I get low
Before I get low
You gotta let me know
Before I get low
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11. |
A Hard Look Back
04:15
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Could it be true
The past he never knew
His reflection in your eyes
Looking back in surprise
Searching for answers
Not knowing where to go
A letter whispers hope
A pink envelope
It’s so hard to go back to his mistakes
His lost loves a page full of heartbreak
If he just had known
How life felt alone
He’d go back and change everything
He’s up in the air
On his way to repair
A mysterious clue
He doesn’t know what to do
Each love a question
A different transgression
Interrupts the status quo
His age starts to show
It’s so hard to go back to his mistakes
His lost loves a page full of heartbreak
If he just had known
How life felt alone
He’d go back and change everything
His life a collection of scattered pieces
There’s nothing left to leave you
He tries his best to mend the fences
Since there is not way to undo
His story ends in the street
Hoping you’d be there to meet
But a stranger driving by
places doubt in his mind
It’s so hard to go back to his mistakes
His lost loves a page full of heartbreak
If he just had known
How life felt alone
He’d go back and change everything
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There is a dark and lonely place
So vast and quiet, shadowy and deep
Where sunlight never shows its face
A swirl of current, become chains around your feet
He knows the way a ship can change a man
Only his crew remembers when he smiled
He keeps them gathered, ready at hand
If just to remind him of better times
Searching for Jaguars in the sea
Terrible tigers gnash their teeth
Set on revenge with no retreat
Down is forward sinking deep
The ocean is full of secrets
A voice calling out it’s regrets
treasure buried for ages
waves rolling over it’s pages
Beautiful sky, expansive and blue
Away from land, the only thing seen is you
Are you the reflection of what’s below?
Can you provide refuge so that he can know?
Remember dear Ahab, so lost in his rage
revenge isn’t sweet once it’s trapped inside a cage
a lifetime spent searching for a glimpse of truth
scale out of balance until hung by a tooth
Searching for Jaguars in the sea
Terrible tigers gnash their teeth
Set on revenge with no retreat
Down is forward sinking deep
The ocean is full of secrets
A voice calling out it’s regrets
treasure buried for ages
waves rolling over it’s pages
Searching for Jaguars in the sea
Terrible tigers gnash their teeth
Set on revenge with no retreat
Down is forward sinking deep
The ocean is full of secrets
A voice calling out it’s regrets
treasure buried for ages
waves rolling over it’s pages
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13. |
The Businessman
04:39
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He sees you off and on the train
A trio of vagabonds lost in a daze
where are you headed in the god awful place
always so frantic with arrhythmic pace
Missing that train
You keep missing that train
You can't always be the star
Missing that train
You keep missing that train
You can't always be the star
His livelihood protected in his matching suitcase
everything he lives for in a small place
travelling the country to sell what he sells
given the years he might see you again
Missing that train
You keep missing that train
You can't always be the star
Missing that train
You keep missing that train
You can't always be the star
Amid foreign surrounding you wander the earth
venomous disclosures buried in dirt
you argue and sulk, then fight amongst brothers
searching for the long lost sight of your mother
Missing that train
You keep missing that train
You can't always be the star
Missing that train
You keep missing that train
You can't always be the star
Something isn't at your father’s wake
Someone hiding on an extended break
from family ties avoidance lies
healing the heart requires compromise
A mysterious train hold more than a secret
you don't even believe it
on your way forward to something you left behind
ready or not, it is always on time
Missing that train
You keep missing that train
You can't always be the star
Missing that train
You keep missing that train
You can't always be the star
Missing that train
You keep missing that train
You can't always be the star
Missing that train
You keep missing that train
You can't always be the star
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14. |
The EM-50
03:13
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I lost my job, my car, my apartment and my girlfriend
It won't be long until depression starts settling in
I joined the army, brought my best friend Russell with me
Deserting is a federal offense, we gotta gotta pass so we don't repeat this
We will do our best
to complete our basic training
We have only 3 hours left
Without Hulka our chances are waning
We met two hot MPs, and found ourselves in trouble
With Louise and Stella the trouble can be heaven
At graduation, Colonel Glass shared his vision:
The newest "go-getters" showing off the latest weapon
We will do our best
to defend the EM-50
sitting guard here is boring
Lets meet up with the girls in Germany
The Ruskies captured our platoon
took a wrong turn at Czechoslovakia
we’re on our way to save them
with the help of our MP maidens
Luckily there's excellent documentation
too much reading for a vacation
still not sure the wisdom
of such a complicated weapons system
Who knew that doing our drills wittily
would get us all the way to Milano in Italy
we thought our part would be smaller
yet we ended up decorated for valor
We will do our best
to escape the Russian Army
Save our friends
for a happy ending
We will do our best
to defend the USA
We may start out like s***
but we always end up so pretty
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Berkeley Social Scene Berkeley, California
Berkeley Social Scene is a collective of musicians loosely centered around Berkeley, CA. Ken, Glen, Martin, Sam, and Geech
form the core of the group.
BSS participates regularly in a variety of songmaking contests and challenges, such as Song Fight!, Nur Ein, and February Album Writing Month.
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