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Drive Fast (The Stuntman)

I got two pins in my ankle and a busted collarbone
A steel rod in my leg, but it walks me home
At nine, I climbed high into the boughs
of our neighborhood's tallest tree
I don't remember the fear, just the breeze
 
Drive fast, fall hard, I'll keep you in my heart
Don't worry about tomorrow, don't mind the scars
Just drive fast, fall hard
 
At nineteen, I was the king of the dirt down at the Remington draw
I liked the pedal and I didn't mind the wall
'Midst the roar of the metal I never heard a sound
I was looking for anything, any kind of
drug to lift me up off this ground
 
Drive fast, fall hard, I'll keep you in my heart
Don't worry about tomorrow, don't mind the scars
Just drive fast, fall hard
 
We met on the set of this B picture that she made
She liked her guys a little greasy
and 'neath her pay grade
We headed down to Baja in the desert,
we made our stand of it
Figured maybe together we
could get the broken pieces to fit
 
Drive fast, fall hard, keep me in your heart
Don't worry about tomorrow, don't mind the scars
Just drive fast, fall hard
 
I'll keep you in my heart
Don't worry about tomorrow, don't mind the scar
Just drive fast, fall hard
 
I got two pins in my ankle and a busted collarbone
A steel rod in my leg, but it walks me home
 

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Circadian Rhythm

My blood runs cold, my heart is silent
Rumours around me slowly fade
Clouds are forming and going away
Circadian rhythm won't lead me today
 
Searching a way out of this nothingness
The ultimate ride to escape from reality
Senses are fading, emotionally numb
But no salvation until it is done
 
Standing on the edge I look back on my life
Fearing the moment that's bound to arrive
How will I know what to do
How will I know what to say to you
 
When all is done
The ever-returning stench of existence
Smacks back in my face
The empty void that is mankind
 
Standing on the edge I look back on my life
Fearing the moment that's bound to arrive
Not knowing how or where to go
Ignoring all thoughts emerging from the past
 
Never will I take part in this carnival of lunatics
Never will I recognise men's fate
Only one thought that conquers the mind
The ultimate ride out of this misanthropy
 
My blood runs cold, my heart is silent
Rumours around me slowly fade
Clouds are forming and going away
Circadian Rhythm won't lead me today
I will not break, I will survive
Crossing the bridge between nothing and life
 
Standing on the edge I look back on my life
Fearing the moment that's bound to arrive
Not knowing how or where to go
Ignoring all thoughts emerging from the past
 
Never will I take part in this carnival of lunatics
Never will I recognise men's fate
Only one thought that conquers the mind
The ultimate fight against misanthropy
 

Neon Moon

When the sun goes down
On my side of town
That lonesome feeling
Comes to my door
The whole world turns blue
 
There's a rundown bar
Cross the railroad tracks
I've got a table for two
Way in the back
Where I sit alone
And think of losing you
 
I spend most every night
Beneath the light
Of a neon moon
 
If you lose your one and only
There's always room here for the lonely
To watch your broken dreams
Dance in and out of the beams
Of a neon moon
 
I think of two young lovers
Running wild and free
I close my eyes
And sometimes see
You in the shadows
Of this smoke-filled room
 
No telling how many tears
I've sat here and cried
Or how many lies
That I've lied
Telling my poor heart
She'll come back someday
Oh, but I'll be alright
As long as there's light
From a neon moon
 
If you lose your one and only
There's always room here for the lonely
To watch your broken dreams
Dance in and out of the beams
Of a neon moon
 
The jukebox plays on
Drink by drink
The words of every sad song
Seem to say what I think
And this hurt inside of me
Ain't never gonna end
 
Oh, but I'll be alright
As long as there's light
From a neon moon
 
If you lose your one and only
There's always room here for the lonely
To watch your broken dreams
Dance in and out of the beams
Of a neon moon
 
To watch your broken dreams
Dance in and out of the beams
Of a neon moon
 
To watch your broken dreams
Dance in and out of the beams
Of a neon moon
 

Fire Brigade

Cast your mind back ten years
To the girl who's next to me in school
If I put my hand upon her leg
She'd hit me with a rule
 
Though tomorrow won't be long
You're gonna have to play it cool
You've been fascinated by her
She could set the place on fire
 
Run and get the fire brigade
Get the fire brigade
See the buildings start to really burn
(Ooh) Get the fire brigade
Get the fire brigade
If you jump, you've got to wait your turn
 
Friends all seem to laugh
I feel I have to make a compromise
Try to reassure myself
My head must need some exercise
 
Half past ten in the morning
She just took me by surprise
True, she set the place on fire
You've been fascinated by her
 
Run and get the fire brigade
Get the fire brigade
See the buildings start to really burn
(Ooh) Get the fire brigade
Get the fire brigade
If you jump, you've got to wait your turn
 
The lights across the street
Throw a rainbow in her hair
I'd love you all to meet her
I'll be there, I'll be there
 
Notice that my eyes have been
A misty place since Saturday
Brings a feeling we might need
The fire engines anyway
 
Though tomorrow won't be long
We're gonna have to play it cool
You've been fascinated by her
She could set the place on fire
 
Run and get the fire brigade
Get the fire brigade
See the buildings start to really burn
(Ooh) Get the fire brigade
Get the fire brigade
If you jump, you've got to wait your turn
 

Inanimate Sensation

Inanimate sensation
Vantage perspective from objective it came from
Inanimate situation
No relation close liaison
No conversation, no social contagion
Bother me, wanna be comrade intrusive
I remain
Inanimate aloof skip
Counterfeit
Like no can do bitch
My vinyl vibrate higher than you, bitch
I represent, ain't meant to pursue which
One of you, oh you all wanna ride, well I ain't got room stress
While we continue to make shit tight the loosest
Aaaah

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You got a minute
You're in my way
What's wrong
Wrong with who
So what's going on
Okay
Where you at right now
I'm not with you
Inanimate persuasion
Strictly still life with all of my occasion
Inanimate surge of inspiration
Glow like thermonuclear invasion
Compared to swapping thoughts regurgitation
I revel in lack of slightest acquaintance
No rancid level after taste inanimate negate opinion
As it unravel like enigmatic onion
Layers of interdimensional dominion

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[Verse 3]
Yeah, bitch
My smoke, my butane
My boots, my headphones, my medicated noose
My deadroom, my schwartzwald hat, my Mac
My macaque skull, my lysergic stash
Empty streets at night, my bike
Apartment sink filled with dry ice
Condemned tenement, brandished rail spike
Disturb in flat noir and stale white
Grey cloud curled around my bearded compound like boa
One of two thunderbolt we ain't broke on tour
Concrète antique trapdoor twenty-four
Spots to get that get right
When I gotta get right some more
Type of get right I can't afford
I covet these things more than any living
I've never been

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I'm so Northern California, I call scratch 'bammer'
Pure overhander
Live show on a banner
Axl Rose in a blender
Slash on Satan's fender
Rick James on the cover
Running through your lover
Like mean Mr. Mustard
Stadium style
For those who came to jock
Watch that man salute you
Endless nameless Lady Godivas we snoop to
Like eighty-three mermaids in Brooklyn Zoo
Inanimate ghetto box we used to pimp through

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Inanimate fixation
Obsessed with my demo tape collection
Inanimate riffs I'm glazin
Brag you're making music, naw, you're makin' bacon
Skinhead, skinhead inna dublin
I like my iPod more than fuckin'

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