1. |
Success Early On
01:29
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God was feelin lonely
Stepping off his pedestal
Sayin I'll make a world
Hell I will make a world today
With people and Chicago river!
Some thought it was garbage
Others "oh how very good
Whoever made this should
Feel so successful early on
And on and on and on and on!"
God was feelin lonely
Someone put a record on
Strings and a band of brass
Utterly it fascinated,
On and on and on and on
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2. |
(Lost My) Riot Shoes
01:54
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Now I've fiscally supported
Everything I've hated
I've done wrong
Yeah I've done wrong
But still we scrap and scrap and scrap
But still we scrap, we scrap sometimes
Until the capital is ours
Until we take the dome and office
Riot shoes
Add your hope and anger to mine
Add your hope and anger to mine, oh why
Add your hope and anger to mine
Add your hope and anger to mine, oh I know you can
With riot shoes
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Leave that kid alone
He's been exploding
MD is staring at him
Way mad, can't feel love for that
Feel love for that
Can't keep up
Still hustling, still hustling
And these exchanges of congrats
Are keeping pretty low on contact
Depths of the night, keep me in mind
It's not that bad a drive, not so long.
Last, wept,
You already replaced him
You will or you already have,
You will or you already have
Last, wept, bury it
Sing that thought away
Forever and ever, amen
Some place some time
Stop wasting it now
Madison is close so I keep comin back
Never said I couldn't feel love for that
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Rot Can Tendril
02:56
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You don't have to scream to be real mean
You don't have to roll your eyes
You don't have to be the buyer of a rottweiler
You don't have to live in disguise
You don't have to smoke 'fore you do coke
You don't have to sequence lean
You don't have to hang your head so low
You don't have to sand down your jeans
Rot can tendril, tendril
Deep into the fertile ground
Rot can tendril, tendril
Deep into the fertilest ground that you found
I could not cope, so I bought me a rope
To lasso a new idea
I thought if I spoke, you'd tune in forever
And now, I know that was naive to think.
Rot can
And will
Tendril
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Or wasn't I around when you said to me
You wouldn't do a thing but amaze me
Like this you make a wish, when you say to me
I'll only do the same if you hate me
My happiness depends on you
Cause you're my only one
My happiness depends on you
Being who you say you are
Getting work without a plagiarism
Turning tables oft,
And steppin' out! on intersections
My license is expiring
And it's my only one
My happiness depends on being
Lawful falafel
Sick as they come, sick as they come
Sick as they come, sick as they come
Sick as they come
Or wasn't I around when you made me swear...
(I'm sick as lump lurkin in that back,
I'm sick as a drum, sick as a drum track)
...to "under-promise, over-deliver!"
(I'm sick as a camel if you flat out ask,
I'm sick as a drum, the sickest drum track)
Or wasn't I around when you made me swear
To underpromise, overdeliver
Lawful falafel
Lawful falafel
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I wanna help you
Are you there
Or maybe there's nothing to fear
I'll raise my chin
And count to three
Break down the door just to be near
Don't wonder
Wash your hand across the face
With whip and strike you to your knees
You rise advancing hold in your hand
The scythe you borrow from me
Which you'll never never need
Oh, spare me acting like a god
I gotta get your head to nod
Spare me acting like you got this
I'm so glad to hear you swear
Cross your heart, cross your
I wanna help you
Are you there
I haven't yet made myself clear
I'll be a friend
And count to three
Then get you the hell out of here
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8. |
Mallard Dux
03:20
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Oh no not I
Won't say that word again
Though it would heal me if I did
Won't wave a want
To ward it off of me
Sometimes it sucks
Just like a wound
But I been attuned
I feel it in the air
It's just a word, but it's everything
Say something new
To me, from where you are
Something to you that's happening
I wish I could be just
Like a little mallard duck
with another mallard duck
to nuzzle with its beak
I'd wade around the creek
I would nuzzle never speak
I would listen for a real long time
I'm not the kind of duck who waits around
We share a sound, share everything
Swim to my side to make the most of it
Under a bridge, under the tree
Why wait for greed to make us animals?
Why wait for chance to break a bone?
I'm so alone with out you, mallard duck
Fill up my cup, fill up my life
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stepping off his pedestal
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but i can't feel love for that
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riot riot riot riot shoes riot shoes
riot riot riot riot riot shoes
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god was feeling lonely
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alone without you mallard duck
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