Oblivion

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1.
03:03
i used to chew bubblicious though bubbleyum was all i ever needed combed my blond hair in the middle a goody comb was all i ever needed alicia get it out of my hair i used to wear tube socks a plenty wore my bell bottoms everywhere i used to roller skate every friday tube socks and bell bottoms everywhere alicia get it out of my hair alicia (i used to live on you) alicia (i used to play on you) alicia (i still remember you)
2.
03:29
there are many yards broken. scrapped. no rubber. sick. rust is plenty - off the rails succumb by mere neglect who will run the locomotives who will drive these automobiles who will fly these aeroplanes, that can still fly, but no, may they rest in peace what a waste... who will move the junkpile? what a waste... who will help the junkpile? what a waste... who will clean the junkpile? the sky won't see them the air won't feel them grounded. rotten. you'd expect. who will run the locomotives who will drive these automobiles who will fly these aeroplanes, that can still fly, but no, may they rest in peace what a waste... who will move the junkpile? what a waste... who will help the junkpile? what a waste... who will clean the junkpile? we must find a way to clean up, the pain of a junkpile... the grass is growing around them the mower must be fixed broken bottles piled up people must have jumped the fence who will run the locomotives who will drive these automobiles who will fly these aeroplanes, that can still fly, but no, may they rest in peace what a waste... who will move the junkpile? what a waste... who will help the junkpile? what a waste... who will clean the junkpile? we must find a way to clean up, the pain of a junkpile...
3.
shoot me. I’m ready I'm relaxed tell her I love her I’ll be back don’t ask I’m well (I’m) smiling under the gun’s trigger under the gun; the one that’s pointed at me you’re the one who’s pointed at me choose me I’m ready no lies steady baby you’re right under the gun’s trigger under the gun; the one that’s pointed at me you’re the one who’s pointed at me she is finding out. what I’m all about. she was born without. makes me wonder how? no reason now. let me fall, let me drop right here. let me fall, cause I’m seeing clear. we will be one. will you please take me for my life. deep blue mind under the gun’s trigger under the gun; the one that’s pointed at me you’re the one who’s pointed at me she is finding out. what I’m all about. she was born without. makes me wonder how? no reason now.
4.
when I was a young boy, I remember when the dust touched our, hands and feet the white man had a reason, to take our land from where we ought to be red man saw it coming, god forsake them young will never listen, to their elders when their hearts are bleeding, from the rage of where we ought to be we hold back, our anger, because we feel it coming true we hope that, it isn't true we hear them, their voices, who pass the windows to the land beyond the stars see my people runnin’, regret is useless when winter winds are blowin’, change of reason will we go beyond the seasons, from our homeland to our destiny memories will linger, through the children who become the old men, who tell the stories of when we were a nation, of people that knew where we ought to be we hold back, our anger, because we feel it coming true we hope that, it isn't true we hear them, their voices, who pass the windows to the land beyond the stars there’s no death, only a change of worlds you say... you want it for yourself we say that... there is nothing else where we ought to be to our destiny
5.
04:51
pen or a pencil a paper tablet too must keep it simple so hard to write for two she looked at me, with eyes that plea, for understanding. I looked at her, with eyes that blur, for love that's pending. we keep our pictures we hold our memories so dear long lasting fixtures are we another magical year we'll call it ours. simply ours. I knew she was leaving just a year ago! but back then I wasn't so concerned! so now that she's gone to never-never land! my heart feels as though she'll never return! I hope it's wrong. I am concerned. I'll miss the sharing I relish in the mere thought of her but I'm so glad we're happy another magical year we'll call it ours.
6.
03:02
detroit, again i’m not your friend don't wanna be in your town work brings me down use me, like shoes use me, like jews I need clean air get me out of here hey! fly me! exploit my brain for your cheap gains feel the stress in my neck just for the paycheck use me, overtime use me, i’m dying machines everywhere get me out of here hey! fly me! you cant make me go back there bullshit times twelve this is my hell don't wanna be in this town cause it burned me out use me, i’m dead use me, i’m dead I can’t see clear get me out of here hey! fly me! you cant make me go back there fu detroit!
7.
05:19
the ordinary, i'm cautionary in this life pose be action wary, reactionary informed angles beyond the years we, define our history free from shadows hey, does anybody? feel inside the body? it's not that hard without can we move on without decline the request, appearance defense find more roses compete with reason, try non-believing drive-thru religion the secretary, then secondary mine fields report hey, does anybody? feel inside the body? it's not that hard without can we move on without drain the sorrow... free the child feel the heat from the sun complete the circle, machine gun workload now he’s silent diffuse and blinding, transparent highway concentrated the static reflex, the halo rejects observation hey, does anybody? feel inside the body? it's not that hard without can we move on without
8.
myself and me we sometimes disagree whoa myself and me we sometimes understand each other mmm wake up my eyes and tell me I'm alive never let me be myself and me myself and me we sometimes argue whoa yourself and you can be a lot like myself and me whoa wake up my eyes and tell me I'm alive never let me be myself and me myself and me we sometimes disagree whoa yourself and you can be a lot like myself and me whoa... yeah wake up my eyes and tell me I'm alive never let me be myself and me
9.
03:52
you made you're point you disappoint me but that's ok, i'm on my way too many fools breaking the rules that's fine by me, soon i will be... on my final ride into the unknown are you by my side? cuz if you're not, i'm still leavin' bags are packed, i'm still leavin' engines on, i'm still leavin', for oblivion off into oblivion, to find my way back home i've made my choice time to rejoice make no mistake, i won't be late... for my final ride into the unknown are you by my side? cuz if you're not, i'm still leavin' bags are packed, i'm still leavin' engines on, i'm still leavin', for oblivion off into oblivion, to find my way back home
10.
04:19
I dont wanna be, like the men from the management ugly racist malcontent standing in a world that generates the bullshit its just me feeling it tightnen up the grip, take control of the underpaid self important accolade living in a world where your only friends are magazines its just you fading you will finish alone you can never go home you are on your own you lit your own fire welcome to a world, where rebellion is underway charging fearless energy everbody tires of the pointless utterance is this making sense you will finish alone you can never go home you are on your own you lit your own fire

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released June 22, 2010

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