1. |
Down At the Bottom
03:17
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LYRICS (B. Endes)
This town is swimming with Type A types
They gotta be on top
And what are we doin here trying to keep up
Ain’t gonna happen anyway
Come hang with me down at the bottom
Come play with me, girl
On the beach I had a revelation
I had to kick things up
I waded in and i learned to swim
But the real fun was below
Come hang with me down at the bottom
Come play with me where the sun doesn’t shine
Come hang with me down at the bottom
It’s gonna make a little wave
When this record drops
We know the squares won’t care about it
Just let em float on by
Come hang with me down at the bottom
Come play with me where the sun doesn’t shine
Come hang with me down at the bottom
Come play with me girl you know I won’t bite
Come hang with me
Come hang with me
Come hang with me
Come hang
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2. |
Street Fight
03:04
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LYRICS (B. Endes)
Everybody knows how to ride
But you did that when you were five
Now you’re grown up and dead inside
You’ve got responsibilities
No time to slow down
There is no time to look around
Until some kid is on the ground
Street fight - Move over
Street fight - It’s my right
I’m burnin gasoline
Bet you wish you weren’t so lazy
You know I wish you weren’t so crazy
That’s a half ton truck you’re operating
Street fight - You loser
Street fight - I’m bigger
This is America, baby
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3. |
Friday Night
02:51
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LYRICS (B. Endes)
You don’t know how much I adore you
I can’t even look you in the eye
I’ll just stand here in back acting bored until you arrive
You said you’d be at the show
When will you arrive, arrive, arrive
I’ve never seen them before
But I hear they are really good live
Let’s make our way to the front
This feels like a dream
The stage lights light up your face
This feels like a dream a dream a dream
They’re passing around a joint
And I know you know what to do
I’ll figure it out too
This feels like a dream
We’re dancing and I am hoping you mean it
I’m in like with a chick who likes good music
I know when Monday comes
And I see you again in the hall
We won’t talk at all about it
The best night of my life
Not a word, maybe a look
The best night of my life
My life
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4. |
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LYRICS (B. Endes)
Who played who?
Left my man for a woman who looks like Aimee Mann
We made out in the can
Then she broke my heart
After that auspicious start
And I drove around town looking for her car
A stalker with no plan
And some brand new skills...
Maybe my jokes are inappropriate
But I got to laugh to keep from cryin’
I got to laugh to keep from cryin’
Number two
Was a hot, smart lover of good music from the ‘80s
And wine delivery
Oh I fell so hard
Maybe not the hardest so far
But when she turned on me I could have sawed off my arm
Just like in the movies
Like drama much?
Have you got the touch!
Well I think I will be touching me
By now, I should have a degree
But I got to laugh to keep from cryin’
I got to laugh to keep from cryin’
Ooh wah wah wah...
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5. |
Two Places At Once
04:18
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LYRICS (B. Endes)
Wish I could be in two places at once
Breakfast on the porch
Midnight in her bed
May as well be centuries apart
On a mountaintop
On the deep blue sea
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6. |
Into the Sun
03:57
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LYRICS (B. Endes)
Another day in this dirty shed
Watching the mean men with the feed
I am waiting for the right time to run
If it kills me I’m gonna get out
Into the sun
Only kill me quickly
I watch how they do it
I see how they work the latch
They will see just how smart we are
I will free you, please come with me
Into the sun
Please come with me now
No more waiting
Let’s go!
I’ve got a field to run
I’ve got a watering hole
I found a good human
I’m gonna get real old
I’m gonna get real old...
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7. |
Because Capitalism
03:24
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LYRICS (B. Endes)
I know it’s true that we could run this joint much better than you
I know it’s true
The only reason you do it is for the cash and the underage ass
You ain’t ever seen the tracks and the tracks will be washed out soon
Now you could not care less about how it’s gonna end
That’s not part of the plan
Because capitalism ruins everything that’s worth doing
Why are all these kids holed up in trailers outside the walls of their schools
Why do we have
The biggest army but their families need food stamps and you’d get rid of those too
I go uptown and the townhouses gleam
Next to train stations with homeless populations
Because capitalism laughs at the other half
The myth of the self-made man is alive and well in America - right?
I can bring home the bacon fry it up in a pan
Never let you forget
The myth of the self-made man
I know it’s true that we could run this joint much better than you
I know it’s true
The only reason you do it is for the cash the cash the c-c-c-c-cash
You ain’t ever seen the tracks and you won’t hear the train coming through
Because capitalism ruins everything that’s worth doing
Because capitalism ruins everything
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8. |
John Doe
03:18
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LYRICS (B. Endes)
We made some noise, we had a good thing
We knew how to sing harmony
But we drifted off course
And in the end I was free
On my own to wander aimlessly
Through the club scene
And wonder how you made it look so easy
Song after song, you sing the world
Inside us all
She said ok - she took a chance on me
Said show me whatcha got
Play that thing
You get another shot
Like John Doe said, “Lots to do so don’t wait”
Yeah he wrote that in my book
Between the pages of so many words struck through
Come on this time don’t blow it
We gotta stick together...
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9. |
Asesino
03:14
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10. |
Commander in Thief
03:26
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LYRICS (B. Endes)
I’m gonna take you down with me
My heart is a black hole sick tired and
Coasting on the American dream
It’s the middle of the night
Am I a fraud? Do I know what it means?
The regular rules don’t apply
I come from superior genes
Come from superior genes
Do you dare to disagree
I’ll fix it with a tweet
I’m your commander in thief
I’m your commander in thief
I’m your commander in thief!
I’m gonna take you down with me
We’re all in this for the money
Can you believe they’re so easily fooled
I’m your commander in thief
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11. |
Thoughts Are Free
03:54
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LYRICS (B. Endes)
Most of the time I am dreaming
Eyes wide open, thoughts are free
Just receiving
I get through the day so I can be with you
We fall in line so easily
Marching to the beat of I got my money
Never mind what’s happening behind the scenes
Every day the information overload is piling on itself I’m trying
I just think I wasn’t made for these times
You’re the only responsibility I don’t want to avoid
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