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Fingers Crossed
03:03
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when you play pretend
pretend doesn't always end
I'm back and I'm pissed! You suckers put up with this?
You showed me how to get ahead is just to lie
You can't handle the truth
It doesn't go down smooth
So let me make it easy for you to decide
Distortion! Saturation!
I'll compress the information
Until it's something that you'll never forget
I'll make it big, make it simple
Say it over and over, 'til you can't get it out of your head
Fingers crossed behind my back that you wont twig
My max-bombast is bluster,
Bark I muster,
Mark my words
Are only that
By now you have heard that I've got the best words
It is an art to deal bullshit
And when my mask is slippin'
I say dog you trippin'
I never hid that I was hiding it
Because everybody knows that this is just for show
To turn a fabrication to a fact
I'm hoping that you buy my never-ending lies
Love means never having to say
"I take it back"
Fingers crossed behind my back that you wont twig
My max-bombast is bluster,
Bark I muster,
Mark my words
Are only that
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2. |
After You
02:49
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I see you coming from across the room
You step to me and I will step to you
The wrong foot forward is a grave mistake
My heart is beating like an 808
Let me tell you now!
We're getting closer and then we lock eyes
I think I'd like to try you on for size
We close the distance to the doors ahead
We reach the threshold and we both stop dead
After you
No, after you
No, after you
You see that we'll be stuck here for eternity
If we can't undo
We can't undo
And so we must repeat
And now your trapped here in absurdity
With me
You plant your feet but I will try once more
Cuz I was raised to always hold a door
Now we'll be stuck forever and a day
"I'll hold the door" is all that I can say
"Hold the door!"
It's getting awkward but I stand my ground
I don't need anybody else around
I'll try my hardest now to be polite:
You'll never know what I am like inside
... if you get me now...
After you
No, after you
No, after you
You see that we'll be stuck here for eternity
If we can't undo
We can't undo
And so we must repeat
And now your trapped here in absurdity
With me
After you
No, after you
After you or never
After you
No, after you
After you for forever
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3. |
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I am King!
And therefore I am Law!
You proletariat, you petite bourgeoisie
Easy livin' bein' up here at the top
Where we make the rules
We break the rules
But we don't stop
And if you think of comin' at us with a show of force
Know we got the means to put you down with no remorse
Unless we lost support
And as a last resort
You smashed the gates and trashed the place
And ruled it by the sword
Mosis:
Because the gate keepers got no gates to keep
And now everybody's in it if they want to be
I know everybody's suffered and they've had it tough
But they don't anticipate that you've had enough
Cozzybones:
You're at the pinnacle, the first percent
Living life in luxury and opulence
Hedonism paves the way to decadence
If you'd seen it coming you'd a built a bigger fence
Mob is coming for ya drag you through the street
Parade you and display you till the spectacle is complete
No eyes, no hands, no tongue, no feet
To the pain, motherfucker, because death's too sweet
Now the people got the power
Now the righteous have their hour
Always sweet and never sour
Ascend atop the ivory tower
But now something has just occurred to me
We must prevent a repeat of this history
Underhanded vipers trying to take my seat
I put em down, an keep em down,
I rule by any means
Because the gate keepers got no gates to keep
And now everybody's in it if they want to be
I know everybody's suffered and they've had it tough
But they don't anticipate that you've had enough
These are extreme days now
When the machine breaks down
It's a regime change
But everything's the same now
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4. |
Elevator Men
03:09
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I don't think that we see eye to eye
So why don't you pick on somebody your own size
I reach for the top and stretch the truth
I got more sole than you do in my shoes
Life had left me trampled underfoot,
Underwhelmed, perpetually overlooked
Now I walk a hundred stories tall
When I get a lift I'm up above it all
We are elevator men
And it's high time we ascend
Walking tall like we're the greatest
We are elevator men
And there are times we must pretend
That we are larger than life made us
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5. |
Excuse Me
03:01
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Could I get ten seconds of your time
To tell you of this offer you will surely not decline
This is your lifetime opportunity
Sign then you'll be mine from here until eternity
Don't you think you deserve to be rich?
Or power, profit, skill, success? Then I've come well equipped
To set you up for life, then The Beyond
Just sign this binding document right on the line in blood
Step one is for you to sell your soul
The modest price of never growing old
Excuse me but I've got some doubts
I'd truly like to help you out but I don't think I should
How could I put it so you'll be convinced?
I wouldn't bother pouring closely over the fine print
Yes, I'd own everything in your life
But living on forevermore is surely worth the price
Step One is for you to sell your soul
The modest price of never growing old
You're mind, your flesh, your bones they will be mine
If you pledge your life until the end of time
Excuse me but I've got some doubts
I'd truly like to help you out but I don't think I should
Excuse me but I need to know
If you're the devil in nice clothes then my life's on the hook
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6. |
Now Get Out
03:04
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I remember falling.
I remember falling
But oddly nothing after or before
They said I'd made a miscalculation which
I realised right before I hit the floor
I remember ticking.
I remember talking.
I remember hearing ocean rushing in my ears and
Then I woke up and it was August and
The life that I had known had disappeared and
I sunk into quicksand and
The harder that I fought
The tighter I was gripped and
I never could get out
... until ...
Very slowly I found my voice and
Soon I started making choices of my own
Then I was moving
Then I was standing and
I decided to get back the life I'd known
First came talking and
Then came walking and
Now I'm beltin' out with everything I've got
I can't quite run yet but I'm not done yet because
By now I've learned much more than I'd forgot
And I won't get the years back
I can't undo the things I've done
But I have started moving forward
Now get out there and run
Because you won't get the years back
You can't undo the things you've done
You gotta start moving forward
Now Get Out There And Run
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7. |
Tired Of Talking (Live)
02:20
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I'm tired of your stories, they go nowhere and they're boring and they're all about the things you used to do because your easy to remind of back when you were in your prime and someone famous knew someone who once knew you and I have heard them all before and every time there's something more that you've embellished or sometimes you take away until your memory of days gone by is something I don't recognize and further from the truth with every day so aren't you tired of talking about the good old days and tired of talking about the good old ways and tired of saying how it used to be and the way it is so please I'm tired of hearing about the good old days and tired of hearing about the good old ways and tired of watching you go on and on and on, so just stop.
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