1. |
Legends
02:19
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my name is alli poole
have you seen what's living inside my brain
it's big with green eyes
and it speaks in tongues to my surprise
i like to swim in lakes
i dive down deep to scoop the mud
and bring it up to taste
where you been and why do you look so good
i am wild
i've got time
i really want to please you
i think about my friends
how they're all just fucking legends
with really massive brains
and nothing living inside of them
we go down to the club
this bump of K's too big for you
then i fly round the room
is he alright? yeah he always is
i am wild
i've got time
i really want to please you
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2. |
I Don't Wanna Know
03:14
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you can be sad if you want to
it's not lost on me
in fact it'd be kinda weird
if we were here
whistling and skipping while it's burning
people close their eyes they're saying
i don't wanna know
it's summertime, don't bleak me out
i like to think i'm different sometimes
i don't wanna know
it's the weekend, i'm rocking out
you should be angry if you feel it
don't let it eat you up
tell us what's going down
it's not just you
we all feel it too, it's societal
people cover their ears they're sceaming
i don't wanna hear
it's depressing, and morbid
i like to think i'm different sometimes
i don' wanna know
it's fucked up, as it is
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3. |
It
06:10
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it's not the same again
it's you i feel
i'm not afraid
i'm not afraid
i'm not afraid
in this dark room we all sit around a record sleeve there
drawing white slugs and it makes me feel better
when we talk but don't think about the dead
underground i just bury my face into myself
cos these words will make you turn on the world
or stand by while we're running out of time
but outside they're planning deep actions in the streets
they're holding each other like mothers
well you better hide if your moneyed
hire security to guard your money
if you didn't know already about
about it
about it
about it
about it
like Benn said do we carry on replaying this dream
their deep pockets are bursting at the seams
with scorched postcards from their brothers in hell
burn
but you were here too and you saw it all for yourself
how beautifully drawn pictures
were shredded by the claws of beasts
laughing at us spilling out our guts
for daring to ask questions of them
why does evil keep winning this game
are we idiots for playing all the same
do we fight or do we lose
and act as if nothing is real
as real as tom dying in the road
as if tom isn't dying in the road
outside the station in the cold
and he's only twenty years old
i just carried on with my week
like i didn't know anything about
about it
about it
about it
about it
it's all in my head
about it
about it
cos it's not the same again
it's deep this time
let's dive right in
dive into it
it's the warmest kind
it's the warmest kind
and i'm not afraid
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4. |
Ride In Peace
04:58
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i don't wanna go to the party
i don't wanna go to the party tonight
i don't wanna go to the party
i don't wanna go to the party with them
just ride in peace my friend when you leave
ride in peace my friend
just ride in peace my friend when you leave
ride in peace my friend
i'm gonna leave my body
i'm gonna leave my body tonight
i'm gonna leave my body
yes i'm gonna leave my body behind
cos there are no limits to my mind
there are no limits to my mind
yes there are no limits to your mind
there are no limits to our mind
i heard a thing, a thing or two, i brought them in
i know it's coming
it's coming down so hard
it's coming
it's coming down
it's coming
it's coming right this far
it's coming
it's coming
what's wrong with me?
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5. |
Boomer
04:17
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angels talking
doesn't matter
to a man like your father
he just wants to make a dollar
out of anything
just strip it all down to the bone like a butcher
with shiny white cleavers
of stolen ivory
does he have some
moral high-ground
to spit noises not sounds
kick the ladder down under
and tell us how to think
that we can have it all if we put our minds to it
like there's nothing else to it
if he's so clever
why can't he understand
that this world is so different
to the one that he sneers at
he gets so angry
cos he knows that this voice is not his
and the voice is not his
any longer
and we can change it all if we put our minds to it
cos there's nothing else to it
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