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Mississippi
02:21
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I got a pocketful of rumors and home made secrets
Count em Mississippi run and hide
Your momma said son if you don't come over this evening
I just might rollover and die
Daddy said
Gonna get you
Son I'm gonna get you
And shoot you dead
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Brother Sam
03:28
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Remember when I caught you
Blink with my own eye
I buried those thoughts away and I wondered why?
Never had a good thing
Without a good thing disappear
Awaken to another day stuck in yesteryear
Lip stain
Your motorcade
You take from your brother man
Give it to another man in the rear
Writing these thoughts down
Before we disappear
Lip stain
Motorcade
Take a blade to my cranium
Castrate yet another mind
You buried my thoughts away
Lost in space and time
Lip stain
Motorcade
Pretty face
Behind a birdcage
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3. |
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Welcome to Planet Plastic
Make sure you put on rubber gloves to greet me
Be careful not to breathe the air around you, around me
We've got a code red and a climate change
One day it's hot, it's cold, then it's just the same
We've lost control so we'll do our best to scare you
We've got a bird flu that comes from bugs
It's pigs and pretty soon it will come from dust
That baby that came from that chasm within you will kill you
We'd better start drilling up on planet red
Almost out of water and pretty soon we'll be dead
Maybe I'll buy a condo up there to stare back at where we came from
But as for me
I will be
Like the birds of the air and the grass that lies beneath
And I will trust in you
I find we fear in direct proportion
To the one we removed from heaven's control room
We kicked him out and placed ourselves up there
Now we're scared
Communication died electronic devices
Replaced our little minds with an echo of silence
Teleprompter says my voice it sounds auto tuned out of tune
But as for me
I will be
Like the birds of the air and the grass that lies beneath
And I will trust in you
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4. |
Spilling Over
03:39
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I was walking around living in a fantasy
Looking for a painted woman
She was something to see, long legs, eyes beautiful
I was hooked from the moment that
Her eyes saw the whites of my eyes
That were dried to the lids designed to cover
I turned the page she's gone now the verbiage came
How I want to turn it back
Emotions lead
To motions made
Pulsing back and forth
Used to mean so much more than that
I was walking around living in a fantasy
Working for a living
Paper bag everyday gold watch and government pay
Now they want to take it back
Emotions lead
To motions made
Pulsing back and forth
Used to mean so much more than that
They were pushing around my chair because my rising weight
Was in fact spilling over
Splitting hairs everyday changing strands of the DNA
Will in time bring us down
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5. |
Barmitzvah
03:01
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Pressed her lips to my sweaty brow
Showed me some things I shouldn't have known by now
Take me out back and make a man out of me
Make a man out of me
Make a man
Moon on the rise about the witching hour
Came under spell of her seductive power
Took me out back and made a man out of me
Made a man out of me
Make a man...
Unrecognizable sillohoute
Confession screens and guilt-ridden bed
Took me out back and made a man out of me
Made a man out of me
Made a man...
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6. |
Wrong in the End
03:24
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We have it solved
We done figured it all
Heard about it since the time we began
It happened like this
No it happened like that
You don't know because you wasn't there
All I'm saying is you all probably wrong in the end
Weapons were there disappeared in the air
Scores of virgins waiting for me to die
Half to the left
Other half thinks they're right
Somehow I just don't think its really that clear
All I'm saying is your all probably wrong in the end
If you swallow the seeds they will grow out your ears
Politician man's looking out for us dear
World is flat don't you question I'm beyond your years
Time comes alone sometimes wisdom disappears
He likes boys and she likes girls
Some will have something to say maybe you
Remember back then and it still applies now
Jesus hung with them and maybe not you
All I'm saying is your all probably wrong in the end
All I'm saying is we are all probably wrong in the end
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