1. |
Rule Number One
03:28
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From the start of time
Until the bitter end
Things I shouldn’t do
And all that it portends
I have seen the future
Witness to the birth
Of an empty mother earth
Rule number one
The doctor lies, the doctor lies
Rule number two
It’s up to you; it’s up to you
Rule number three
Don’t believe what you see
Rule number four
A different world outside your door
Tomorrow I’m alive
Yesterday I’m dead
Things I shouldn’t hear
You should not have said
I have seen the past
Visited the grave
Of the one I couldn’t save
Rule number one
The doctor lies, the doctor lies
Rule number two
It’s up to you; it’s up to you
Rule number three
Don’t believe what you see
Rule number four
A different world outside your door
Rule number one
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2. |
Long Walk, Short Pier
04:18
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Everything I know
All the points I'm missing
Only air to hold
Only clouds for kissing
You left me all alone
So I erected fences
Never getting past
Future perfect tenses
Long Walk
Short Pier
Long Walk
Short Pier
Everything I see
All the light I'm missing
Only darkness comes
Curled up vipers hissing
When you walked away
Shadows fell behind you
Still I march ahead
And hope that I can find you
Long Walk
Short Pier
Long Walk
Short Pier
Let me take a load off of your chest
Bewitching me was never second best
Now I'm adrift out to sea
Pleasure to pain
Sunlight to rain
Long Walk
Short Pier
Long Walk
Short Pier
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3. |
Follow Your Fever
04:40
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She fell in love with a drug
And the drug loved her back in strange ways
They were made for each other
Chemistry like two peas in an iPod
Follow your fever
Let it be your guide
Follow your fever
When you burn inside
I'm no deceiver
I would never tell you lies
Follow your fever
To see what it decides
He fell in love with a toy
And the toy paid for itself in strange ways
Made to replace any trace
Of human touch or soulful endeavor
Follow your fever
Wherever it may run
Follow your fever
When it's burning like the sun
I'm no deceiver
You can see what it destroys
Follow your fever
Making men out of boys
Follow your fever
Follow your fever
Follow your fever
Let it be your friend
Follow your fever
Until the bitter end
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4. |
New Dog, Old Tricks
04:49
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She keeps me chained up in the backyard
In case she wants to show some teeth
Her bark is bigger than my bite
She puts her tail between my knees
How does she know where it's buried
Digging a hole in my head
My dog tag says I am married
With a dog house for a bed
She's teaching a new dog old tricks
She's teaching a new dog
Oh
Pull the leash a little harder
To let me know who calls the shots
A tug of war she never loses
And ties me in a thousand knots
How does she know where I'm buried
Digging a hole in my heart
Disobey the master
She will tear you apart
She's teaching a new dog old tricks
She's teaching a new dog
Oh
I've got to guard the house
Keep the intruders out
Pull the leash a little harder
Pull the leash a little harder
Pull the leash a little harder
Pull the leash a little harder
She's teaching a new dog old tricks
She's teaching a new dog
Oh
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5. |
Blue Bishop
02:30
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You're on the road
Sky is blue
Only open space ahead beckoning to you
You're on your own
Far from home
And an empty bed that you can visit in your head
You're all alone
You're just a sliver of a cloud that tried to fly
But you couldn't get that high
And now it's time
Oh
Now it's time
You're all alone
You're just a shadow on the door that came alive
And then you tried to come inside
So come inside
Oh
Come inside
You're on the road
Sky is blue
Only open space ahead beckoning to you
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There are signs the clouds are moving in
Chances are I will take one on the chin
An empty pattern I can't decipher
Until it's time to pay the piper
Slave to my own master driver
Plunging like a scuba diver
Signs
They are written on your face
Signs
You are in a better place
Signs
You have joined the master race
Signs
I've become a mental case
There are crimes
We commit for random fun
From time to time
But we don't hurt anyone
A promise that I can't deliver
Somewhat shaken, stirred, and shivered
All the same I beg to differ
Hope my captor's a forgiver
Signs
Things are not quite what they seem
Signs
I am waking from a dream
Signs
I am running out of steam
Signs
I will take one from the team
Signs
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7. |
Bad Wolf
05:00
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Signs
They were written on the wall
Distant ports of call
Silence yet to fall
Signs
Bad wolf on the run
Hiding from the sun
Sleeping with a gun
Mama don’t make me
Mama don’t make me go
Mama don’t take me
Mama don’t break my soul
War machine
Will you ever fall apart?
I don’t want to die
Death
Calling at my door
Settling the score
Silencing the roar
Death
Waiting in the wings
In the name of kings
And other evil things
Mama don’t make me
Mama don’t make me go
Mama don’t take me
Mama don’t break my soul
War machine
Will you ever sputter out?
I don’t want to die
Mama don’t make me
Mama don’t make me go
Mama don’t take me
Mama don’t break my soul
War machine
Will you ever fall apart?
I don’t want to die
Mama don’t make me go
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8. |
University
03:38
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Welcome to your life Jane
As if you had a choice
You are deaf and I am dumb
So I better raise my voice
Look around, look around.
And tell me what you see
Anyone, say anyone
Anyone can set you free
You're not really living
Until you flirt with death
But don't wait to uncage your soul
On your final parting breath
Look around, look around.
And tell me what you see
Anyone, say anyone
Anyone can set you free
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