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One Way Street Musicians
05:25
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One way street musicians,
on a one way street road.
One way street musicians,
on a one way street road.
They'll track ya down
and hook you up
and spit you out
if they think you're better than them...
One way street musicians,
on a one way street road.
One way street musicians,
on a one way street road.
Their egos are too big,
'cause of their know-it-all.
And won't let you in
if you got other ways to create...
One way street musicians,
on a one way street road.
Well, I'm a music worker
on a two way street.
I'm here like a painter
to look at the bigger picture...
Picture!
One way street musicians,
with only one thing on their minds...
Listen to me, I won't listen to you
down this one way street...
Are you listening?
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Planet Of Ears
04:08
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Fossil records are quite clear,
and they confirmed our greatest fear.
This planet was inhabited
by really nothing more than ears.
Ears to hear the slightest sound,
with silence all around us now.
So grateful for this lesson,
not only should we hear,
but really listen…
No skeletons with broken bones.
No evidence of happy homes.
Vibrations where the ears once roamed,
distant memories of loneliness, I guess.
I guess I’ve heard that song.
Know the words, could sing along.
But no one cares for my rendition.
They only hear my voice,
they don’t really listen…
Fossil records are quite clear,
and they confirmed our greatest fear.
This planet was inhabited
by really nothing more than ears.
This planet was inhabited
by really nothing more than ears…
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3. |
God vs. The Devil
04:42
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I was on a rooftop
when the bomb went off.
Peering through a stained glass window
when Teresa's heart stopped.
Oh, we have the same face and
we have the same eyes.
Oh, we tell the same truths and
we tell the same lies...
Sat on a plateau
watching the apocalypse.
Said to myself, 'Bravo!
'Twas you who caused this...'
Oh, we have the same face and
we have the same eyes.
Oh, we tell the same truths and
we tell the same lies...
And if you ever wonder
if you're going under...
Will your soul be torn asunder?
I am the one,
I'm the one to ask.
Oh, we have the same face and
we have the same eyes.
Oh, we tell the same truths and
we tell the same lies...
Now did you ever wonder
how Jesus died on the cross?
Six days? Impossible!
So another lie has been told.
And you control what's born
for you to die on earth.
No heaven, nor hell.
You're staring into the void.
Oh, we have the same face and
we have the same eyes.
Oh, we tell the same truths and
we tell the same lies...
Oh, we have the same face and
we have the same eyes.
Oh, we tell the same truths and
we tell the same lies...
And if you ever wonder
if you're going under...
Will your soul be torn asunder?
I am the one,
I'm the one to ask.
Oh, we have the same face and
we have the same eyes.
Oh, we tell the same truths and
we tell the same lies...
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4. |
Defeated
06:21
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Someday
it has to end,
no goodbyes
to send.
They died long ago,
no call to go on.
Doing all I can,
tying up loose ends.
For what its worth,
if there's a god for me.
For what its worth,
if there's a god for me...
Look to the east.
Rising tides and time deleted.
Turn to the west.
Life subsiding, I'm defeated...
I wish I was never born.
Life is full of pain.
And what's good
is very short-lived.
Look to the north.
Hidden truths, forbidden, cheated.
Turn to the south.
Left to die, I am defeated...
I wish I was never born.
Life is full of pain.
And what's good
is very short-lived.
Nothing makes sense anymore.
Nothing makes any sense.
We live then we all have to die...
Defeated.
Drop the god bomb on me...
Someday
it has to end,
no goodbyes
to send.
They died long ago,
no call to go on.
Doing all I can now...
I wish I was never born.
Life is full of pain.
I wish I was never born.
Life is full of pain.
Nothing makes any sense...
We live and die...
Defeated.
Drop the god bomb on me...
To hit,
explode.
Destroy
my goals...
I wish I was never born.
Life is full of pain.
I wish I was never born.
Life is full of pain.
We live. We live.
Look to the east.
Rising tides and time deleted.
Turn to the west.
Life subsiding, I'm defeated...
Look to the north.
Hidden truths, forbidden, cheated.
Turn to the south.
Left to die, I am defeated...
We live, then we have to die...
Drop the god bomb on me...
We live...
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What did the boy do
when he made it to
the mouth of the cave?
What did the boy do?
Well, he got a little scared,
turned around and ran,
and stepped on a snake.
But this is how to overcome
a fear of bats.
This is how to overcome
a fear of bats.
You hang out
in the darkest spaces.
Hang out
with unfamiliar faces.
Hang out
in the most ungodly places.
This is how to overcome
a fear of bats.
You hang out...
Curiousity leads to experience.
And experience to more curiousity.
The sun comes up,
we go down and
hang out, hang out, hang out, hang out.
The sun comes up,
we go down and
hang out, hang out, hang out, wot!
The snake bit him
and the venom
was too much to take.
Sensing his end
he made his way back to
the mouth of the cave.
(But not on that time, but...)
But this time
he went inside,
sprouted wings,
and found a place to hang out...
Hang out!
The sun comes up,
we go down and
hang out, hang out, hang out, hang out.
The sun comes up,
we go down and
hang out, hang out, hang out, wot!
You hang out
in the darkest spaces.
Hang out
with unfamiliar faces.
Hang out
in the most ungodly places.
This is how to overcome
a fear of bats.
You hang out...
Curiousity, experience and
experience, curiousity...
You can overcome the fear.
Overcome the fear...
The bats gathered 'round,
each one sinking it's teeth
in his skin.
He wondered what was next,
as the blood drained
right out of him.
But this is how to overcome
a fear of bats.
This is how to overcome
a fear of bats.
You hang out
in the darkest spaces.
Hang out
in the most ungodly places.
Wot!
Curiousity, experience and
experience, curiousity...
One bat down.
One, two,
your bat, your bat.
One, two,
one, two, bat, bat.
One, two,
your bat, my bat.
Wot, wot,
your bat, no, my bat.
One, one, two,
One bat up,
one bat down.
Bat you,
you are bat.
Bat you,
you are bat.
One bat up.
Two bats up.
One bat down.
Bat, bat, bat, bat...
The sun comes up,
we go down and
hang out, hang out, hang out, hang out...
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6. |
In The Black Woods
06:07
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And reading by the light of the moon
in The Black Woods,
the young man had an epiphany...
A bargain with God
and Lucifer
to try and keep Satan
at bay.
And since that day,
the world shouts, 'hey!'
And left the world screwed up
with hell...
Humans are left out.
All there is to know,
the Bible blacked out,
so humans don't glow.
Only in The Black Woods
might hybrids feck us in.
And change
then change again.
Change...
And change us all,
again, again.
And they don't get it right,
so they try again.
And get it wrong again.
Change...
And the war goes on...
Please forgive me,
if I am wrong.
Or do two wrongs
make a right?
We are the ones
that don't know the truth.
And the pages
from the Bible,
they are missing,
and we don't know
what's right, what's wrong.
Only human,
I am.
Or am I wrong?
Which DNA ID?
Which DNA ID
am I from?
And the war goes on...
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Heard folks talking
back in town.
Two stakes planted
in the ground,
with roots and branches,
like a tree.
Broke off a couple
just for me.
For it is I, alone,
who understands.
'Tis more than two sticks
in my hand,
but rather spirits returning
from the fiery swirl
to cast their spells
on this wretched world.
So I must hold them up high
for the raven to see,
then low to the ground
where snakes might be.
There is one more thing,
for this dark magic to work.
I have to throw them
into the strange river.
And this will surely prove
to be the hardest part.
To let them leave my hand
but never my heart.
Difficult to let go.
It's almost time, I know.
So hard, letting them go.
But the river, oh, it does flow.
Difficult to let go.
It's almost time, I know.
So hard, letting them go.
But the river, oh, it does flow.
The river, oh, it does flow.
The river, it does flow...
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8. |
Woolly Mammoth
06:54
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One step forward
and two steps back.
This tortured mind,
suicide times.
Beating my brain
to the drowning cern.
Mad science
has no concern
to break it down…
I heard a voice on high say
‘touch the sky,
you have wings,
and you’re never gonna die...’
I am the mastermind.
Mankind is my design.
You see, I,
I wear a crown of thorns,
just like devil horns.
Like devil horns…
I see boredom
in human's eyes.
They feel there is
nothing left to do.
Power is broken,
anonymous wars.
Begging to stop
to kill us all.
One step forward
and two steps back.
This tortured mind,
suicide times.
Beating my brain
to the drowning cern.
Mad science
has no concern
to break it down…
I heard a voice on high say
‘touch the sky,
you have wings,
and you’re never gonna die...’
They don’t care
who they kill.
They got a place
where they can run.
While we all
die on Earth.
Home sweet home,
station in space.
Home sweet home,
station in space.
I hope someone
has the sense
to fire a rocket
at their home.
to break it down…
I heard a voice on high say
‘touch the sky,
you have wings,
and you’re never gonna die...’
Planet Of Ears is listening...
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