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Two Frequencies
03:06
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Last night I dreamt a fox had broken in my house
Eating all my oranges and shitting on my couch
I woke up screaming “someone kill those little rats”
But it was just a dream
Last night I dreamt a corpse was living in my house
Oozing out of orifices with blood and guts and ouch
I woke up strangled his hands tight around my neck
But it was just a dream
Last night I dreamt a mote was built around my house
Soldiers shooting arrows into alligator mouth
The drawbridge opened and I woke up with a gasp
But it was just a dream
Last night I dreamt of being chased around by a gnome
Running with his pointed hat he broke into my home
He pushed me down the stairs and I woke up with a thud
But it was just a dream
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Ride The Subway
03:04
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Sun rise up
Eyes sewn shut
Eggs and cheese
More sleep please
Lock the door when you leave
Trains on time
North bound line
I’ll take the window seat
I’m neighborly
Mind the gap as you leap
Ride the subway, ride the subway
Like a tidal wave, like a tidal wave
Ride the subway, ride the subway
Like a tidal wave, a big, big wave
Ear buds in
Life tuned out
Spare change please
Sing songs mouth
Mind the gap as you leap
Stairs to street
Look up, it’s neat
Take a breath
And forge ahead
Lock the door when you leave
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Convenience Store
05:06
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Early morning in the city of ashes
Waking up to the morning show
Heading downstairs to greet the pavement
Gotta walk helicopter jones
Need some coffee and the local paper
Seeing people I don’t really know
Street sweeping away the garbage
All in front of the convenience store
I’ll go anywhere you wanna go
Afternoon in the city of ashes
There’s never any fucking place to park
Shadows moving from bench to bench
Smoking cigarettes and talking art
What do people all do for their money?
During the day when I’m at my desk
Skateboarding and walking barefoot
Riding mopeds over all the trash
I’ll go anywhere you wanna go
Late night in the city of ashes
Seeing people I don’t want to know
Walking crooked and driving reckless
Headed to the convenience store
Bought a sandwich and coconut water
I gotta walk helicopter jones
Spinning ceilings above the mattress
Drifting off to the danger zone
I’ll go anywhere you wanna go
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The Teleprompter Rolls
01:55
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You got your suit on, Hair is just right
They hold the script up, The news is on tonight
You spin me right into a web of doom and gloom
Making the world look like its comin’ to an end real soon
You got your skirt on, Hair is just right
They yell action, The news is on tonight
You spin me right into a web of doom and gloom
Making the world look like its comin’ to an end real soon
The teleprompter rolls
A steady stream of death
The people eat it up
Until there’s nothing left
The advertising pays
The truth is always swept
Comments are null and void
And they don’t know better
Don’t know better, don’t know better than you.
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Seltzer Burps
03:18
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Raisin’ hell in the back of the bus
Spittin’ spit balls and making a fuss
Every other word out your mouth is a cuss
Hitchin’ at the bus stop!
Raisin’ hell in the back of the class
All the teachers know you ain’t gonna pass
Flunk a test and blow up chemistry class
Smokin’ in the boy’s room!
Hey! Kid!
Your future is full of minimum wage!
Raisin’ hell at the high school dance
All the girls laugh when you shoot ‘em a glance
Fuck this; I’m over wearing dress pants
Everyone’s an asshole!
Hey! Kid!
Your future is full of minimum wage!
You’re in detention. It’s alright, it’s okay.
You’re in detention. It’s alright, it’s okay.
You’ve got attention. It starts out and then fades.
You’re in detention. It’s alright, it’s okay.
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Yawn Mower Asbury Park, New Jersey
YM is a fuzzed out, doom pop outfit from Asbury Park, NJ.
Mint 400 Records.
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