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Hit Parade
03:46
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HIT PARADE
10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, Oh
Get ready for the Hit Parade
And you’ll never have to act your age
The whole world is gonna be your stage
When you jump aboard the hit parade.
You’ve gotta grab hold of that brass ring you’ve been gasping for
You’re gotta break down all the walls and kick down all the doors
It’s all about the money
It’s all about the fame
It’s all about the winning of the game
Get ready for the Hit Parade
And every body’s gonna feel your rage
When you find all the world’s a cage
And you’ll never make the hit parade
They’ll set you up with promises but that’s a lot of bull
And Sacred Cows will tow the line you have to pull
It’s not about the money
It’s not about the fame
It’s just a chance to wallow in your shame
And get ready for the Hit Parade
It’s gonna slap you right across the page
And you won’t know that you have just been played
When you’re mowed down by the Hit Parade
They promised you your fifteen minutes didn’t they?
But it just don’t satisfy you much in any way.
If you want to get rich quick boy you better stay in school
Cause where I live you’ll find life can be pretty cruel
Coz it’s not about the money
It’s not about the fame
It’s all about just keeping yourself sane
And just forget about the hit parade.
It’s just another form of the flesh trade
And you’ll wish that they would act their age
Who gives a fuck about the Hit Parade
I’m gonna rain down on your Shit Parade
‘Cause deep down I know you’re all afraid
About your Death or that you’re gonna age
And you can’t hide behind your Hit Parade.
Your Hit Parade. Your Shit Parade
Your Hit. Your Shit,
Your shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit.
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2. |
Oh Death
03:05
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3. |
Night Comes Down
05:04
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NIGHT COMES DOWN
Damocles’ sword hangs by a chord.
From major to minor as we close the door.
Our virtues and flaws will all be ignored
As we board the boat, push away from the shore.
Night comes down, It comes a creeping
Night comes down, Daylight is fleeting
Night comes down, Big time for sleeping
Good night. Sleep tight.
Poor old Lenore. She whispers no more.
Never more to tell of love peace or war
We were young and unfettered. Sure we would live forever.
We tested the walls and chanced the bad weather.
It’s sad that we must be departing.
Seems like the party’s only starting
I’d like to stay until the morning
But that last train keeps a calling.
Now this is the end. We all must attend
Our weary bones broken. Reeds that didn’t bend.
Our sins and salvations. Were mere aggravations.
We stormed and we furied. But still reached the same station.
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4. |
Suspicion
04:17
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SUSPICION
Suspicion, it’s a wild fire
Suspicion got a hold of my heart
Suspicion, it’s a live wire
Suspicion burnt a hole in my heart
Some talk about telepathy and how they got ESP
Well I don’t need a magic touch to see just what I see
I don’t need a voodoo hand
To see the things I must
I don’t need no crystal ball
For me to bust that trust into dust
Suspicion, it’s a wild fire
Suspicion got a hold of my heart
Suspicion, it’s a live wire
Suspicion burnt a hole in my heart
I take a look at your pin point eyes and what do you think I see
I see the broken promises your lies spit back at me
I don’t need a voodoo hand
To see the things I must
I don’t need no tarot cards
For me to bust that trust into dust
Suspicion, it’s a wild fire
Suspicion got a hold of my heart
Suspicion, it’s a live wire
Suspicion burnt a hole in my heart
Well it’s true
You got to do
Those things you’ve got to do
It’s a hell of way
It’s a shit of a day
It’s a cunt of a way
To run a railway
Suspicion, it’s a wild fire
Suspicion got a hold of my heart
Suspicion, it’s a live wire
Suspicion burnt a hole in my heart
Suspicion, it’s a wild fire
Suspicion got a hold of my heart
Suspicion, it’s a live wire
Suspicion burnt a hole in my heart
You hit the scene and you are the queen of the expression that’s too serene
You’re looking lean but it’s just obscene to claim that you’re keeping clean
I don’t need a voodoo hand
To see the things I must
I don’t need astrology
For me to bust that trust into dust
Suspicion, it’s a wild fire
Suspicion got a hold of my heart
Suspicion, it’s a live wire
Suspicion burnt a hole in my heart
Suspicion, it’s a wild fire
Suspicion got a hold of my heart
Suspicion, it’s a live wire
Suspicion burnt a hole in my heart
A hole in my heart
A hole in my heart
A hole in my heart
A hole in my heart
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5. |
Neo-Con Blues
02:39
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NEO-CON BLUES
What is this that I can see
A thousand bigots running free
They stuff their shirts. They stuff their plates
And holler more of their dictates
In your home you’re a garden gnome
Yelling in the telephone
You hate this and you hate that
You sit around just getting fat
Don’t draw your gun unless you’re gonna use it
Don’t do nothing unless you take more than you get
And you know nothing about love or regret
Just find your way down that road to success
I’ve got the neo-con
I’ve got the neo-con
I’ve got the neo-con blues
They demand strength ‘coz they’re afraid
Of all the plans they have not laid
It’s done and said and blood runs red
Still appetites have not been fed.
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6. |
Drowning Man
04:25
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DROWNING MAN
Behind me the sun is dying. Casting crimson fingers skyward, the last desperate act of a drowning man. If I could cast a line and save that soul, would I? I would not. Man, I’ve seen how that story ends and that’s one alley I’m not walking down.
I’m going down to the sea of love
There’s nothing left for me above
Goodbye to fire, goodbye to ice
I’m going down three times but I’m only coming up twice.
I’m just a drowning man. Just a drowning
Before me, the night rises out of the blackened sea. A juggernaut stealing the day by inch after inch. Shambling towards Bethlehem, that terrible maw. A cold inevitable singularity thieving hope from all who enter here. And like some animal caught in the spot light, I’ve got nowhere left to run. You see, I’ve seen this movie too and I know just where it’s heading
Now I know what some of you are gonna say. Man. He’s really lost the plot this time. Garbling unconnected phrases. And maybe you’re right. It ain’t like I’m some God eyed messiah coming at you with all the answers. The one thing I know is this. When it comes to this thing, you’re better in than out.
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7. |
Rock and Roll
03:22
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ROCK AND ROLL
You had this shit idea to dress up like Hitler
Ring up that TV man and say “Hey Mister,
I seen this Nazi guy who’s in a punk band
And they play Nazi songs and you should make sure they’re banned”
Well, enough about you. I’ve still got my pride
And now it’s gone too far for me to let it slide
If I’m going out, I’m going out screaming
You think I’m going out? You must be dreaming.
You had this cute idea that you’d sell cocaine
To radio disc jockeys so they’d know your name
And A and R men. You sold to them too
So you would have it made just like the rich do
It’s a short drop down that hole when you want to rock and roll
You had some morals once. You dropped them on the floor
Left scruples way behind to enter the front door
And now I hear you’re starting up some charity
I guess your record stalled at number One Twenty Three
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WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU NOW
Where the Hell are you now,
Where the Hell are you now,
Where the Hell are you now I’m in hell
When I first met you I said to myself “Where the heck you been all my life”
We even talked of marriage an how our love would put an end to the world’s trouble and strife
I tell you we made quite a pair. We made them people stop and stare.
They said they wanted to be us and how life just wasn’t fair
I guess we thought we were immortal or at least prayed that we’d never die
But that happy ever after ended in disaster and I just don’t know why
You said you were my treasure. A love we could not measure.
But I guess you didn’t know what was meant by forever.
You told me how I’d rescued you
Told me about the things we were gonna do
You said you’d be around when I fell
I’m going down now. I don’t feel so well
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9. |
Drown my Sorrows
04:01
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DROWN MY SORROWS
I am the shittest shit
You should get over it
It’s just a liquor fit
Hair of dog already bit
Could you turn off the sun
I know the day has just begun
I feel as though my race is run
I won’t be having fun
This is my drinking song
Join in with my refrain
If you could score me a glass or two
It’ll surely numb the pain.
Wanna drown my sorrows but tonight I’m feeling poor
Guess I’ll take them for a dip and then complain some more
I drank a wine lake dry
Kill me quick I need to die
But I don’t have the strength to try
And reach the other side
Vodka bottle. Jealous much?
I could do with just one touch
From the bottle or the glass
Is that too much to ask?
Ten Green bottles on the wall
Line them up. I’ll drink them all
Then set up another ten
Sure as shit I’ll go through them
You left me standing in the pissing rain
But I’m not drowning in the pain
I’m drinking myself sane.
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10. |
Daughter of Darkness
03:47
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DAUGHTER OF DARKNESS
You’re a Daughter of Darkness. A Daughter of Darkness.
If you can’t stand the heat get out of the kitchen
If you can’t stand the heat get out of the door
I’m gonna make you mine
If you can’t stand the beat you can try not to listen
But you can’t stop the beat that you just can’t ignore
I’m gonna make you mine
If you can’t cross the line there’s a line that you’re missing
If you just make the time everything will be fine
I’m gonna make you mine
If you can’t hear a word of the things I am saying
Listen up, hear me now, it’s just a matter of time
I’m gonna make you mine
That’s the power of a girl, the power of a girl, the power of a girl
To change the whole wide world
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11. |
The Ruin of Me
03:33
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THE RUIN OF ME
I used to walk down the streets and girls would say I was hot
But you look at me now and you know that I’m not
It’s funny. On the inside I still feel the same
As my good looks get pissed down the drain
Look at the ruin of me
I’m not the guy I used to be
You used to see my face in the pop magazines
I’d get me some offers you’d class as obscene
They’d feel pretty dumb if they could see
The wreckage that is all that’s left of me
Come on girls take a look at me
I’ll take off my shirt and you’ll run from me
Oh the folly of our youth
In twenty years you see the truth
Well I don’t care what you think of me
I don’t care what you believe
I’m still standing. I’m still here
I’m not leaving no time near
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