Lyric
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Song
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The Kombucha mushroom people, Sitting around all day,
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Sugar
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Why do they always send the poor?
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B.Y.O.B
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Conversion, software version 7.0, Looking at life through the eyes of a tire hub
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Toxicity
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Watching from a post up high, From where you see the ships afar,
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Suggestions
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You don't care about how I feel, I don't feel there anymore
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ATWA
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Following the rights movements you clamped on with your iron fists, Drugs became conveniently available for all the kids
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Prison Song
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They were crying when their sons left, all young men must go
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Soldier Side
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The plan was mastered and called Genocide, Took all the children and then we died
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P.L.U.C.K
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It's a non-stop disco, Bet you it's Nabisco, Bet you didn't know
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Violent Pornography
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I have a problem that I cannot explain, I have no reason why it should have been so plain
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Roulette
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I close my windows, crank the heat up high, Till my palms are wet and my tongue is dry
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Stealing Society
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The phoenix he helped create, Out of control boy without a dad
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Soil
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We're the prophetic generation, of bottled water, bottled water
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Dreaming
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Poisoning a drink, Bleeding in a sink
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Revenga
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Beyond the Staples Center you can see America, With its tired, poor, avenging disgrace
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Deer Dance
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Little girl glared, Sheets of denial, Bullet connects to the price of her crime
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Nüguns
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Eloquence belongs to the conqueror
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Sad Statue
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Liar! Killer! Demon!
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Holy Mountains
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We're the regulators that de-regulate
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Cigaro
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Circumvent your thick ego, When in fights, they're on the go
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Pictures
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I brought my Pogo Stick, Just to show her a trick, She had so many friends
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Bounce
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Take me down there, Photographic relapse, People feeding frenzy, The devil is so lovely
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DDevil
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Spirit moves through all things
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Science
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Walk with me my little friend, Take this promise to the end
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Forest
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There is no flag that is large enough, To hide the shame of a man in cuffs
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A.D.D
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Lyric
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Song
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Wake up, Grab a brush and put a little make-up
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Chop Suey!
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Sweet berries ready for two, Ghosts are no different than you
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Question!
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Swimming through the void, we hear the word, We lose ourselves, but we find it all
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Aerials
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Overbearing advertising, God of consumers, And all your crooked pictures looking good
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Boom!
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There's nothing wrong with me, There's something wrong with you
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This Cocaine Makes Me Feel Like I'm On This Song
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Your lives are open wide, The V-chip gives them sight, All the life running through her hair
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Spiders
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When your stars are baked and your rivers fly, Do you ever believe you were stuck in the sky?
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Peephole
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I'm just sitting in my car and waiting for my girl
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Hypnotize
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And if you go, I wanna go with you
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Lonely Day
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They take me away from, The strangest places
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Radio/Video
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Fighting crime, with a partner, Lois Lane, Jimmy Carter
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I-E-A-I-A-I-O
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What a splendid pie, pizza-pizza pie
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Chic 'n' Stu
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Jack Gilardi's ten feet tall
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Old School Hollywood
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So you want the world to stop? Stop in and watch your body fully drop
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Psycho
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Terracotta terracotta terracotta pie
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Vicinity of Obscenity
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We're left with no arms right in the power struggle
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Bubbles
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Our days are never coming back
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Highway Song
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Lie naked on the floor and let the messiah go through our souls
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Suite-Pee
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We must call upon our bright darkness, Beliefs, they're the bullets of the wicked
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War?
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Hey, where you at?, On the side of the freeway in the car?
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Mr. Jack
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We're going down in a spiral to the ground
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Tentative
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Breathing each other's lives, Holding this in mind
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Attack
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Free thinkers are dangerous
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Mind
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Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, Hey!
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Needles
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The big gun tells you what your life is worth
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Protect The Land
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