1. |
Solo In Valpo
02:53
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you are beautifully shambolic
perfect for an aimless frolic
I'm climbing up and down your cerros
being followed by homeless perros
the world is changing and I'm here alone
there's concerned people buzzing on my phone
met an artist from Argentina
I was smitten the first time I seen her
I did my best to charm her
she promised me "nos vemos máhana"
the world is changing and I'm here alone
there's concerned people buzzing on my phone
I'm scoffing hot dogs and cans of Escudo
alone here in Valparaiso
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2. |
Complete
03:13
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here I go again pushing you away
don't want to see you today
don't have anything to say
tick another one right off of the list
with a flick of the wrist
I'm afraid I insist
something that I have always known
a bit too happy on my own
leave the home without a phone
soon my work will be complete
there's no need to be discreet
there is only so much to talk about
five minutes in then I'm out
no need to scream and shout
now here is the goal of the task
its to never be asked
to try and take part
well its nice to be
considered fine company
but can't you see it is you its not me?
soon my work will be complete
there's no need to be discreet
I just go and press delete
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3. |
Noodles And Goon
03:05
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you seemed intelligent and were well groomed
so I decided to rent you the room
there was something I noticed real soon
you live off cigarettes, noodles and goon
you're quite articulate, very well read
you hardly own any clothes and don't have a bed
an academic maggot does nothing but drink
why are there flies buzzing at the kitchen sink?
here we go again its noodles and goon
unconscious on the couch by early afternoon
its 10am and your already pissed
smoking in the backyard, reading "The Exorcist"
and here's another one of your quirks
you always wear work clothes but never go to work
here we go again, its noodles and goon
unconscious on the couch by early afternoon
steel cap boots in the middle of the floor
as you snore like a fucking chainsaw
here we go again its noodles and goon
unconscious on the couch by early afternoon
TVs on 14 hours a day
I don't know what there is to say
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4. |
Wants And Needs
02:41
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well I lost it, then I found it
pulled it to bits, tried to make it fit
I don't need it but I want it
pulled it apart, went back to the start
a certain feeling, left you reeling, surface peeling
then right back to scratch
you drop more than you catch
nothing seems to match
you go right back to scratch
you are drifting, thoughts are sifting
heavy lifting still needs to be done
rain is coming, pain is numbing
no use running back to where you came
sun is setting on your fretting
still not getting anything you crave
night is falling on your calling
still you're stalling
nothing is getting done
this is not any fun
the web is fully spun
nothing is getting done
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5. |
In The Know
02:56
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I know it all because I saw it on a TV show
they tell me what to know
about places that I'll never go
I know it all because I read it on the Internet
they tell me what to get
have you read my comments yet?
I can't get out of debt
Knowing everything, judging everyone
gunna keep on doing it, my work is never done
spend my time surrounded by these same four walls
I like to watch people fall
I sit and I taunt them all
I got no balls
Knowing everything, judging everyone
gunna keep on doing it, my work is never done
I will always be this way
even when I'm old and grey
this is how I'm gunna stay
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6. |
Stale
03:07
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people they are slipping through the cracks
can't look forward only wanna look back
can't find the key to their cage
don't like the look of middle age
make no attempt to turn the page
don't go back from where you came
don't try to make it all the same
learn how to go and play the game
not wind to the start again
don't need to hear about Kurt Cobain
this is no fun, its not 1991
what can you do?
its not 1992
you have got lots to do
you need to find your groove
now is the time to make your move
do your best to try and improve
there is no time to lose
this is no fun, its not 1991
what can you do?
its not 1992
are you kidding me?
its not 1993
can't take no more
its not 1994
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7. |
The World Is A Photo
03:10
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off I go again out through my front door
I do not know where I'm going for sure
I only know I'm looking to explore
going with the flow capturing stuff I saw
what am I searching for?
never know what's in store
I always want more
I'm protruding through a gap in your back fence
your abandonment has attracted my lens
meandering through the back streets
trying to be discreet
looking for the perfect spot
trying to get the perfect shot
now I'm heading home for the final bit
some of them are good most of them are shit
still I think I'm pretty good at it
at finding what I find
its a glimpse inside my mind
what do you know? the world is a photo
everywhere I go, the world is a photo
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8. |
On A Roll
02:43
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pick myself back up off the ground
beaming smile rolling around
how I used to love that sound
couldnt believe what I had found
I was flying and I was free
from all the mediocrity
they said some bad things to me
didn't care for popularity
I was in a place where nobody could ever reach me
I was learning things that nothing else could ever teach me
go all day in the scorching sun
couldnt wait for my next run
there were bruises and lost skin
we used to quote "Animal Chin"
I was in a place where nobody could ever reach me
I was learning things that nobody else could ever teach me
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9. |
Creepy B
02:40
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I know you've got plans no one understands
skulking in the dark out in the carpark
I see you emerge waiting to converge
do you feel the urge?
do you want to surge?
Do you know what I see?
I'm watching Creepy B
I'll tell you what I see
He's staring back at me
I know you've got needs
that you need to feed
I'm looking for leads
pondering your deeds
Do you know what I see?
I'm watching Creepy B
I'll tell you what I see
He's staring back at me
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10. |
Tired And Uninspired
02:44
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its not looking great, I'm barely awake
not a great state to try and create
staring at a blank slate, I can't concentrate
but I can stagnate and procrastinate
oh man I am so tired
just accept that today I've been beaten
oh man I'm so uninspired
I've drank a lot but I haven't really eaten
what's this all about? Nothing is coming out
What is it for? It shouldn't be a chore
I misplaced my ideas, they are nowhere near
today has beaten me, tomorrow we'll wait and see
oh man I am so tired
just accept that today I've been beaten
oh man I am so uninspired
I've drank a lot but haven't really eaten
and all this feels so wrong
its time for me to go and end this song.
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