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Breaking
07:02
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This is for a starter
Last pieces of night breaking
swept into a corner, shadows sag
Morning time
Sunlight through the blinds
Stay tuned to a good mood
Church bells ring out across the suburbs
A series of green and red lights brought me to this place and time
Drive your car like an artform
Skirting the end of the cool era
Stay ahead of the comedown
Breaking
Bombshell malice sounds like massive attack
Then folded like a cheap card tables
Exhale dragon snout
Reveal the clouds
Back to youth
Go North where the major streets thin out to dirt roads
On a campaign to capture Saturday
And fight for you dummies
A direct line
A lazer beam ride to godhead, energized
Slumber
Breaking
There's a signpost up ahead
Lean on it and weep
Exhale dragon snout, fold the cheap card tables
Fold the featherweights
Staying ahead of the comedown
Last pieces of cloud, breaking
To the rhythm of footsteps, to the rhythm of chewing gum
So arrive on time
Straight, another corridor
Enter green world
Snowmelt has swollen the river
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2. |
Kamikaze Run
03:59
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I'm already on this kamikaze run
White hot
Timeslot
Smack those rose coloured glasses off your face
Not nice
Damn braced
Riding high
I'm already on this kamikaze run
Burn bright
Bucking bronco
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3. |
Disintegration
03:19
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Lifespan
Beginning, middle and end
It ran it's course
When the spells breaks
Hands shake
Couldn't sleep
Couldn't cross the street
Cue disintegration
Got close to the edge
It was courage
Lost my swing
To the wide-eyed grime
It was time for some soul searching
Cue disintegration
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4. |
Small Potatoes
08:33
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A forcefield protects me
A forcefield prevents me
From the ordinary
Then I was reaching from the brass ring
Now I don't reach for anything
Still the fingernails extend
All set and shipwrecked
When the lifeboat arrives
It will be in disguise
More and more small potatoes
That you can't see
More and more small potatoes
For me to eat
All they thought about
All they got themselves
Money
If you lie to yourself
You'll believe everybody else
They'll call you stupid
They'll call you names
They'll call you superfreak
You think I'm crazy
You're probably right
More and more small potatoes
That you can't see
More and more small potatoes
For me to eat
Everybody tryin to get by
When the only failure's suicide
It's gonna be alright
I've seen the afterlife
We were all composed of gold light
More and more small potatoes
That you can't see
More and more small potatoes
For me to eat
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5. |
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They want it all, picture perfect
But there's a crack in the portrait
At the mercy of Sunday chat
Always with the Jones's
Spider in the bathroom
And money down the drain
You can't have everything
Banished to the corner
And can't get in the store
You can't have everything
It's a feeble show
Hit delete
Moving inches closer to, kind of useless
Chained to the fence
Of haunted houses
Bedbugs in the floorboards
And poison in your bed
You can't have everything
Up and down the backstairs
But locked out in the rain
You can't have everything
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6. |
Dream Factory
03:36
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Catch the dream factory
Catch the dream factory
Walking along, on my frequency
Started too fast, then laid by the sea
Not overthinking
Doesn't bother me
There's a calm in the park
A breeze in the trees
Sundae crowned
A dollop whip cream
In the parking lot, of the liquor store
Bottled and jammed
Sunbathers galore
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7. |
A Room With Three Walls
03:29
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All rookies have since retired
Now nobody knows
My course, my course, my course, you can't take it
Enter newcomers
In waiting room vacuum
Show to be mediocre
All gone, that was precious
Turn up the boredom knob, till it breaks off
In a room with three walls
Worn out
But saw an opening
Ticking time bomb, present problems
Right now the stocks are down
Strike oil in a rage
The baggage to give away
Letting go pieces of space shuttle
Leave the scene in miniature
Propping up the avalanche
From a room with three walls
Stand up to robot cop's son
In the last days of Rome
My course, my course, my course, you can't take it
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8. |
Freaks
03:30
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Stand up on your own
The laughter is not sold
Now that that's out of the way
The party don't last
Still the numbers man with the gift of gab
Sings college songs with drink in hand
Do I find the freaks or do the freaks find me?
Mass production
Chase pennies down the sewer grate
Misdirection like the tits on a magicians assistant
Rad radar gave
Chance meeting
No choice in the matter
Had the good sense
Not to adjust your set
Do I find the freaks or do the freaks find me?
Just pretending to be weird
Not like us
Fruit flies chime against the roar of my hot rod
Most in my profession die at twenty seven
Do I find the freaks or do the freaks find me?
Killed like Rothko
Killed like Van Gogh
Not like them
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9. |
Live Inside the Pang
04:18
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Sent off as too close
Cold as Pluto
Fraudster on Fair heart
Gossip non-fiction
Laziness to get the work in
You can't comprehend
Don't live inside the pang
Can't live inside the pang
Shy as an alley cat, brave as a stuntman
Golden goose and hunger
Spotlight and stand-bye
You don't understand
Can't live inside the pang
Don't live inside the pang
Youth and experience
Pride and letdown
Ease and Anxiety
Real deal or posture
Let live or harangue
White whale or wife beater
It doesn't work when I try
Can't live inside the pang
Don't live inside the pang
Brains and stupidity
Flab and muscle
All it takes is proximity
You don't understand
A rotating cast of dogs and cats
nuzzle and attentive
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10. |
Strife
03:54
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I'm off my meds
Send me to the lab
Dim the acute recording device
It's all in your mind
Strife
Not a day goes by
That I don't think about the girl in the white dress
Who's toes point toward you
Her technique
See you at the finish line
Strife
Head shrinkers from left to right
I'll freeze you out
Generous hate mail sink the bitter flotilla
Count the digits
Wrecker of serenity
Prodding compose
Strife
Can't stay in the same place
Hold a razor to my face
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11. |
Waterloo
05:05
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Waterloo
You're all thick
Kind of Stupid
Kinda
Did I hurt your feelings
Price tag
Attach the ball and chain, I'm ready
Don't I seem to be carefree
Paid for it, in baby fat
Trampled raggedy Andy under jitterbug rock
The coins go in and they flip
Lick my wounds after Waterloo
And now I know what class is
Weaknesses
A failure, but only on paper
My address, the rat's nest
My office, dog shit park
Run circles around the AstroTurf
Working on my pull
Moving like a dancer, through the ice storm
Moving like a panther, through the third warning
Stretch out in the schizophrenic weather
Price tag
Attach the ball and chain, I'm ready
Lick my wounds after Waterloo
And now I know what class is
Working on my pull
Kiss frog prince nurse Ratchet
Smiles from the sidelines
At the deathbed of a health nut
Have power over you
Don't I seem to be carefree
Good for minutes, bad for days
Did I feel your hurting
Pucker
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12. |
Secret Weapon
03:48
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From empty shell to all fleshed out
Now lay your hands on the backburner
And squeeze all the life out
No passenger to take the blame
For screwing up on the sharp turns
Drive this car into the ground
A stranglehold of floods and drought
Never know the real story
What's the secret weapon?
Battle-scarred mind of a child
Something dishonest win the gold medal
Bearing down on a Ming vase
See the set up as crooked frame
Stacked up against the backburner
See the constant as flame
It's a war on slackers
Burn off the top
The roots will reach up
Second chance
What's the secret weapon?
Taste the brick wall
Wash your mouth out
What's the secret weapon?
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The Pink Noise Montreal, Québec
Founded in 2005 by Mark Sauner at the corner of Dupont and Lansdowne in Toronto, Ontario.
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