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Driver 77
04:45
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You’re just another misfit
Streets have never been so, so loud
This could be the wrong time
Now the bubble has burst
We may have to cut our losses
Let them go
We can’t bet on long-dead horses
Never show
Troubles will arrive one by one
You’ve been staring at the sun
Sober love needs one more drug
You’ve been building a secret
Fortress made for one
Your mother is on fire
Ground to dust, blown away by the wind
Rain is falling right on time
Seven seas will rise
Troubles will arrive one by one
You’ve been staring at the sun
Sober love needs one more drug
You’ve been building a secret
Fortress made for one
Watch what you write
Turn down that light
You’re either in this
Or you’re out
Watch what you write
Don’t burn too bright
We can’t escape these
Moments of doubt
Troubles will arrive one by one
You’ve been staring at the sun
Sober love needs one more drug
You’ve been building a secret
Fortress made for one
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2. |
Siren
03:40
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Will you please call me soon
With your best fake emergency
Give me an exit
From this conversation
Feeling just shy of faithless now
Drifting down Venetian streets
One more king has bought the crown
We nearly drowned ourselves
I can hear the voice of a killer
Inviting me to dinner
Read me my last rites
Stay with me tonight
That sound out there
Might not be thunder
Close your eyes
You’ll see aurora once again
I’ve been the wrong man
One too many times
Screaming has become a whisper now
Everyone is made of glass
Lovers and foes casting their stones
This all goes by so fast
I can hear the voice of a killer
Inviting me to dinner
Read me my last rites
Stay with me tonight
That sound out there
Might not be thunder
They were lying to us
They were lying to us
They’ll be lying face down
In the blood, in the dust
I can hear the voice of a killer
Inviting me to dinner
Read me my last rites
Stay with me tonight
That sound out there
Might not be thunder
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3. |
Marcy Avenue
04:14
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My one and only, lost and lonely
Taste of old Brooklyn
A knock on the door, a season before
The upper crust moved in
Lottery billboards, rebel guitar chords
Songs of fire and teeth
Living a new life, subway at midnight
A tourist in the world around me
This could take a whole lot longer
This could take a year or two
I wish I was so much stronger
I wish I had less to prove
This could take a whole lot longer
This could take a year or two
I wish I was so much stronger
I wish I had less to prove
Before you begin, let’s call this a win
Let’s call this a victory
We found a place where we can escape their
Hillbilly history
Some are winners, some beginners
We all move underground
Surrounded by fine wine, one-percent swine
Tell me where the gold is now
This could take a whole lot longer
This could take a year or two
I wish I was so much stronger
I wish I had less to prove
This could take a whole lot longer
This could take a year or two
I wish I was so much stronger
I wish I had less to prove
They know what’s best
Overtures of unrest
Feel your walls start crumbling
Dressed to impress
Methods have their madness
Vain displays are humbling
This could take a whole lot longer
This could take a year or two
I wish I was so much stronger
I wish I had less to prove
They can say whatever they want to
They can say whatever they please
I wish I was so much stronger
To stay there when you leave
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4. |
The Charleston
05:16
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You were the one with the paler skin
I always seemed to pale in comparison
We lost our accents and maybe our souls
A modern alchemy, lead to gold
New Year’s Eve memories
Of you and your best friend
Reinventing the Charleston
Rolling through living rooms
Of the well-adjusted
So many years of holding our breath
After too many drinks
Maybe too much fun
Morning returns with that one-two punch
We are tangled in
We are mangled in
These bad intentions
We’ll meet up again every year or so
For a hazy weekend of cards and cigar smoke
There’s an odd-shaped maple tree with lightning scars
If you drive past it, you’ll know you’ve gone too far
New Year’s Eve memories
Of you and your best friend
Reinventing the Charleston
Rolling through living rooms
Of the well-adjusted
So many years of holding our breath
After too many drinks
Maybe too much fun
Morning returns with that one-two punch
We are tangled in
We are mangled in
These bad intentions
A night at home
A pool of wine
We’re singing songs
To raise the dead
A night at home
A pool of wine
We’re singing songs
To raise the dead
New Year’s Eve memories
Of you and your best friend
Reinventing the Charleston
Rolling through living rooms
Of the well-adjusted
So many years of holding our breath
After too many drinks
Maybe too much fun
Morning returns with that one-two punch
We are tangled in
We are mangled in
These bad intentions
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5. |
Tourmaline
04:21
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There’s more to this state than a red marine insect
Far more cold that the summer crowd would expect
Depression sets in when the February sun drops
Remain strong and finish indoor projects
I saw the world back then
And I see it all right now
Pushed into a corner with no window
But we have the know-how
Let’s run away, my friend
A quiet town calls again
There’s honesty among pine trees
Standing tall until the end
This old town was a well-kept secret
Overthrown by Williamsburg rejects
Number twenty-three in a line of born winners
Your home in this world will always be suspect
I saw the world back then
And I see it all right now
Pushed into a corner with no window
But we have the know-how
Let’s run away, my friend
A quiet town calls again
There’s honesty among pine trees
Standing tall until the end
Tourmaline
And evergreen
Drive-in screens
And gasoline
Tourmaline
And evergreen
Drive-in screens
And gasoline
Let’s run away, my friend
A quiet town calls again
There’s honesty among pine trees
Standing tall until the end
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6. |
A Place in the Sun
04:40
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Where will you be hiding when
Good times have run out
Another summer ends in vain
Bleached white by the sun
Waiting for my chance
Let’s ruin tomorrow tonight
No matter what side of the war you’re standing on
We all need our own place in the sun
All we ever wanted was
A piece of happiness
All they ever told us was
Good luck with that
If I hold out long enough
I’ll end up right as rain
No matter what side of the war you’re standing on
We all need our own place in the sun
This could be our scene
Let’s make it mean something
Write it all down
Write it all down
I can barely see you now
With blue and broken eyes
The story will be over
Before the credits roll
Waves of bright white roses
Rolling past cathedral doors
No matter what side of the war you’re standing on
We all need our own place in the sun
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7. |
Royal Furs
04:37
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Maybe what they say is true
We’re all born beautiful
But what would that ever prove?
We knew you’d be the last to know
Secrets we all now know
Bridges are made for burning
Wake up, wake up
Salt of the earth
You’ve been mistaken
Winding roads will humble us all
Conspiracies fill your ear
Drowning in lies
You’ll be forgotten
The band will play into the night
You’re the king around here now
Safe inside your golden house
Will it save you from the cold rain?
Is it time for us to walk that road?
It must be time to go
Tables are clearly turning
Wake up, wake up
Salt of the earth
You’ve been mistaken
Winding roads will humble us all
Conspiracies fill your ear
Drowning in lies
You’ll be forgotten
The band will play into the night
Catacombs
Cask of Amontillado
Catacombs
Cask of Amontillado
Catacombs
Cask of Amontillado [Fortunato]
Catacombs
Cask of Amontillado [Fortunato]
Wake up, wake up
Salt of the earth
You’ve been mistaken
Winding roads will humble us all
Conspiracies fill your ear
Drowning in lies
You’ll be forgotten
The band will play into the night
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8. |
Blue Houses
04:53
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I’m unsteady
Far off-center
Patient as a man can be
More than ready
So temporary
Houses painted white turn blue
Will I find my way?
Through the snow, into the rain
Can you hear alarm bells now?
Lashing out at shadows
Ravens and rooks
I’m stranded
Red-handed again
Headlines shout we’re falling fast
A nosedive to hell
Past Nixon
Beyond infidels
You should have known by now it would end like this
Crowd behavior
Empty saviors
Rising tide will lift or drown
Do us all a favor
Step aside
Keep your wisdom to yourself
Will we find a way?
One more round, another day
Can you hear alarm bells now?
Lashing out at shadows
Ravens and rooks
I’m stranded
Red-handed again
Headlines shout we’re falling fast
A nosedive to hell
Past Nixon
Beyond infidels
You should have known by now it would end like this
History changes
Depends who you ask
Your finest moments
Will slip by so fast
History changes
Depends who you ask
Your finest moments
Will slip by so fast
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9. |
Rusting Giant
04:47
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Around we spin
As we begin
To burn
We will burn
Pale blue lights
Blind your eyes
For good
No return
We’ve all been too blazed
We’ve been lazy
We are difficult to define
Blue, blue blood
Will soon be running red hot
Spilling down, filling your dinner plate
Sounds like rain
Now it’s far too soon
To know what this will mean to you
Immature daydreams will have to wait
Lay them straight
Another year ends
You need new friends
Around
You never learn
We all wait too long
We’ll go crazy
Will November come toe the line?
Blue, blue blood
Will soon be running red hot
Spilling down, filling your dinner plate
Sounds like rain
Now it’s far too soon
To know what this will mean to you
Immature daydreams will have to wait
Lay them straight
There was a time when you were young
Now you’ve grown cold and mean
Was there ever anything in between?
Tell me what happened in between
Blue, blue blood
Will soon be running red hot
Spilling down, filling your dinner plate
Sounds like rain
Now it’s far too soon
To know what this will mean to you
Immature daydreams will have to wait
Lay them straight
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10. |
Gilded Rats
05:32
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We travel down a road far too low
Free speech became a china shop bull
A new sheriff’s badge on rebel grey
We shot the moon, they won the game
Tell me what we’ve learned
From those who left us here
Who will feel the blade
In a kingdom built on fear?
Gilded rats in cages
Hamsters spin on wheels
You say this is only love
But that’s not how it feels
Sleeping dog lies, a paper trail grows
You’ve always been a wonderful host
It’s death or it’s love, loud and clear
Don’t be so coy and insincere
Tell me what we’ve learned
From those who left us here
Who will feel the blade
In a kingdom built on fear?
Gilded rats in cages
Hamsters spin on wheels
You say this is only love
But that’s not how it feels
Drifting on copper waves
Drifting on copper waves
Drifting on copper waves
Drifting
Drifting on copper waves
Drifting on copper waves
Drifting on copper waves
Drifting
Drifting
Drifting
Drifting
Drifting
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