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X-Ray Memories
03:11
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Should have seen the way things would go
Something like a diagram of two
Two completely different points of view
X-ray memories of you
Visions of the past that haunt us
Shaking panes of smoking colored glass
Cathedrals built to hold what we fear most
X-ray memories of you
Sure enough it’s plain to see
What the time and years have done to me
The time and pain and years have done to me
X-ray memories of you
When it’s time for me to go
I’ll look into the stormy-colored sky
See a picture of your inner eye
X-ray memories of you
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2. |
Ain't Life Grand?
02:35
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Black holes burnin’ out in outer space
Sittin’ there with pizza all over your face
And everywhere between here and there
Just a whole lotta dirty air
I said
Ain’t life grand
Yeah, ain’t life grand
Long tall Sally standin’ at the bar
Thinks she’s gonna marry a rock and roll star
He’s just standin’ there acting stupid
She thinks she’s been bit by Cupid
I said
Ain’t love grand
Yeah, ain’t life grand
Woo-hoo, baby, I know what you like
Love’s so grand
I could hold it in my hand
And when I do I feel so good I could kill myself
Yeah, ain’t life grand
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3. |
Walk Inside My Head
03:39
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Hear the sound coming from the ground
You head is poundin’
Feel the grey waste away
Waiting for the day
Your head, your feet, your mind will turn to clay
Your heart and soul encased in lead
I’ve been down there before
Walking through revolving doors
Think I’ll just take a walk instead
A walk inside my head
There’s a bell at the door to hell
It’s the one you think you’re ringin’
Up above there’s a corpse with wings
That keeps on singin’
Songs that go right through your achin’ head
As you lay there alone in your bed
I’ve been down there before
Standin’ at that stupid door
Think I’ll just take a walk instead
Yeah, a walk inside my head
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4. |
Let's Fuck!
02:28
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I ain’t hangin’ around for nothin’ at all
I ain’t settin’ myself up for no fall
I just come round at night and have a ball
And that’s all
It ain’t that I ain’t got nothin’ better to do
It’s just that I might as well do it with you
Ah, the things that otherwise I might not do
And I do
Now wouldn’t it be real nice to take a walk
But maybe let’s just stay inside and talk
But in the end you know
You know what we’re gonna do
Let’s fuck!
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5. |
In The Garden
03:38
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Thousands of tiny flowers cover the earth
See ‘em from my window layin’ in my bed
The world looks like a ball
I threw against the wall
When I was small
Out in the garden
Seems like only yesterday
I was cheerful, bright and gay
You see me, say that I look blue
I say that you look green
At least from what I’ve seen
Just like the garden
Isn’t it funny how things change
Yeah, they get so strange
And then they change
And isn’t funny how it goes
And then it’s gone
Tiny flowers, they cover my earth
See ‘em from my window layin’ in my bed
The world looks like a ball
I threw against the wall
When I was small
Out in the garden
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6. |
Life in The City
02:31
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Walkin’ down the street just the other day to get some air
Creepy shadows lurkin’ there
Life on the west side after dark is really crazy
Formed of life filled with fear
Walkin’ over to a friends house one night way back with some beer
Saw someone in an alley staggerin’
Got a little closer and I saw what he was carryin’
Sawed-off shotgun makin’ noises in the air
Hey, life in the city
Sleepin’ fitfull’ on a blood-stained mattress deep in a hole
Life in the city
I love even though it’s shitty
‘Cause I love that feelin’ of adrenaline high
When you think that you’re the next to die
Oh, life in the city, I love it
Life in the city
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7. |
Maxine
03:20
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Maxine
You got a way you go away
You got an eye right by your head
You got that light show for a bed
And it’s so red
Maxine
You got a yellow in your eye
I hear a voice up in my mind sayin’
Let’s go for a ride
Into the sky
Tell me, Maxine
Where haven’t we been before
Out by Uranus’ ring
Oh, Maxine, can’t you see I’m burning
Walkin’ past the moons of Mercury
Our final orbit of decay
I feel you floatin’ there right next to me
I hear these words as you say
You say 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2
Blast off
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8. |
Fracture
02:59
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At the end of the road
I’m sure I’ll see you standing there
A wreath of fire round your head
And clouds laid out behind you just like hospital beds
In the event of your detection
Arrest and search and seizure
We will not acknowledge
The point of your departure
Fracture
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9. |
Down
02:50
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Two and two is eight
And what’s more
Eight and eight is four
What you thought was true
Stands up and walks right out on you
Now you’re down, down, down
Six and six is three
Can’t you see
Three and three is eighty-three
The twinkle in your eye
Now it’s time for it to die
‘Cause you’re down, down, down
I’m soaking in what? (alternate lyric: golden starfish suck me)
Four and Four is two
So what’s new
Two and two is eighty-two
You tried to have some fun
Then you fell into the sun
You fell down, down, down
Ha ha ha
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Crunchy bug shells under foot
Urban dwellings covered in soot
Mystical voices out of nowhere
The dried-out husks of large insects
All these stupid bugs they keep at night
It’s a goddamn insect blight
Gonna get a can of Raid and show ’em
I’ll mutilate ‘em so bad their momma won’t know ‘em
You’re gonna take a dead one
Stick it down your little sister’s shirt
And you know she’s gonna scream a lot
Even though it don’t hurt
Cried the mystical voices out of nowhere
The dried-out husks of large insects
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11. |
I Don't Need A Break
02:25
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I can always think of what to say
But I can never remember it
Upside down and all around
Oh baby, don’t dismember it
When I say I don’t need a break
We don’t have to fake it any more
In the end you think it’s for the best
To think that everything’s the way you want
Well here it is the big decay
And you can’t seem to hear the call
When I say I don’t need a break
We don’t have to fake it any more
Listen to me
We don’t have to fake it
Listen to me
Any more
I say I don’t need a break
You don’t have to fake it any more
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12. |
Thought Provoking Day
03:01
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Saw a car burning by the road
Plastic death smell met my nose
I said, a hunk of metal smoking in the gutter
Death of somebody’s automated mother
It’s a thought provoking day
A thought provoking day
Little kid standing barefoot in the street
Man, he’s chewing on a dried-out piece of meat
Something like a Slim Jim, he thinks it tastes sweet
At any rate it’s something to eat
A thought provoking day
It’s a thought provoking day
What a thought provoking day
I can see exactly what’s goin’ down
Sure the weather’s much nicer
Down in Costa Rica and Nicaragua
Polar ice caps meltin’
Man, you know it’s a shame
Caught out in a downpour of acid rain
Passin’ by a drunken bum
Man, he’s suckin’ on a roll of Tums
Thinkin’ of Trotsky would he be better off
Paving a Siberian parking lot
Thought provoking day
Such a thought provoking day
Everything I see on the street makes me think
It’s a thought provoking day
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13. |
All I Want To Do
04:22
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Out by the back porch
I can’t believe it
It’s you
Thousands of insects
Dead on the lamplight
Over you
All I want to do
Is shut the door on you
Go to the bathroom
Pick up some loose change
What’s new
Go to the bus stop
Stand in the cold room
Til I turn blue
All I seem to do
Is waste my time on you
Go down the back stairs
I see your black hair
Then you
Look in my dead eyes
You close your red eyes
Then you
Say all I came to do
Is say goodbye to you
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14. |
Song
04:07
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I will sing of a place where the buildings go right up to the curb
There’s no place to walk there you just wave from the windows
Every day’s a parade
Ain’t no traffic lights there
Recklessly autos collide up in the air
The piles of metal are removed with great care
And placed with their owners in individual shrines
With picture glass windows for the curious passerby
I will sing of the place with no windows
Dates and times kept independent of the sun
Blacklists abound there in the dark, dark, dark, dark dark
Little eye that’s winkin’ at ya
The folks there are small
They like the smell of a carpeted hall
And they love the little beep of their favorite watch
They watch their step
Sing a song of the world
Where nothing is seen and nothing is told
And the memory is confined to a screen print
In the kitchen by the sink on the wall
Recklessly autos collide up in the air
The piles of metal are removed with great care
And placed with their owners in individual shrines
With picture glass windows for the curious passerby
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15. |
Another Song
01:53
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So now you’re in the Marines
You’re lookin’ great so clean, polite and well-behaved
You’ve been save from life on the back of a garbage truck
So now what do you have to say to us
It was a good idea after all
Tell us it was
Tell us it was
And he says oh yeah
You were right all along
I can break anyone’s head I’m so fuckin’ strong
People avoid my glance as I’m walking along
But in his mind he’s still a confused little child
He’s been tamed but they want more
They want to crush him with shame
No one could be expected to put up with for long
And he says in his mind
Can’t you see that I’m gone now
My face has been erased
And the pictures you want in there are in the right places
And I can’t stand the pressure of this break-neck pace
Yeah it’s been pushin’ too hard
And something’s gotta give
Yeah, you know it’s gotta give
You’ve got to give
So now they’re standing there looking at his black and blue neck
Hearing the story of how they found him hanging in the barracks
What was his plight he was a model G.I.
Kind of a loner they say but he was always that way
And they say where did he go wrong
What was he missing
When they know all along
It was them that he was missing
And that’s the end of another song
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16. |
What're You Doin'?!
03:42
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You’re taking the high road
I get the low road
No matter what you say
You go the other way
You’re playing with my head
You’re laying in my bed
You’re laying around and you’re playing around
Then you come back around
What are you doing
I like history
Cause it’s a mystery
You just lay in your room
Up in some gloom
You got a little plastic spider
You’re so cool
You’re playing me for a fool
I’m up against the wall
You’re taking me for a fall
And what do I do
I just sit around here saying
What are you doing
I’m laying in my room
Looking at the smiling picture of you next to my bed
I stare a burning hole right between the eyes
But I still can’t see what goes on in your head
I feel like I’m dead
What are you doing
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The Watchmen (Chicago) Chicago, Illinois
Riding the wave of art rock and punk in the mid 80's The Watchmen played a blend of fast and furious post apocalyptic punk, twisted indie folk, psychedelia, and proto-grunge.
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