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MP3You pull me into you like a drowning soulAnd there you hold me close, there you lose controlBut you don't kiss me anymore.One night you said to me, "we will never part."That's what you said to me, talking from the startBut you don't kiss me anymore.Don't turn this wine back into waterDon't turn water into sandIt's time for you to wake up, you don't know what it's forAnd you don't kiss me

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MP3What do I need, what do I know, what's my voice saying?My human brain is such a limited game, one I keep on playingWe fight and we'd rather be right, but is the yelling winning?While these answers, supposed Answers, undo the underpinningI tried again and I lost from it, this trust is brokenIf something's handed to me then I'll give it right back because there's too much left unspoken Chorus:

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MP3The opposite is true and we accept itDeposit what you knew and then expect itShe'll copy and she'll paste just like they taught herPace it and she pays you for the waterBillionaires, journalists, followers, overstockMetaphors, multiples, narratives, future shockTrauma after trauma after trauma after traumaAnd a break from any worse could only follow with a commaPropaganda, propaganda,

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This is some jibber jabber in defense of Beauty. I don't know where we went wrong (where I went wrong) but Beauty seems really dopey and noise, abrasion and toxins seem a-ok. We equate the venting of toxins as a purging of toxins but somehow they never go away. We're unable to be consoled and the toxins continue unabated. At some point, the things that disgust you become the things you focus

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MP3I'm born a man but I was raised a child.My faith and hope's replaced with photographs.I used the parking brake to steer me farther.It's like the cat who's still allergic to cats.I've bought you gifts using money you've lent me.My actions all reduced to adjective.My questions match my disappointed answers.The things I have are all inherited. My love and hate move in the same

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I hate the phrase "the music business." No wonder no one listens to music anymore. If the Artists are providing that kind of shorthand, no wonder nobody trusts them. If someone talks in shorthand and in cliches like "the music business" avoid everything they produce. It gives the same shiver that the name "Bob Guccione" creates. It's a visceral shiver.Nobody says 'the Spiritual Business.'

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I was watching the World Cup finals this year, just like everyone else, and I saw what happened. I know the deal.With like two minutes left in the whole game Zinedine Zidane head butted a guy on the Italian team and the Italian guy went down and Zidane got thrown out of the game. We all know this, I probably only have to recount this to Americans.After the viewing audience got a realization of

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When the artists have become cynical, that's when you know the world is screwed.The whole point of art is to create worlds. Not just wallow in the limitations of this world, but transcend it. When the artists stop looking forwards, what are the rest of us to do?It kind of reminds me of those cartoons where the main character (usually a elephant or a talking bicycle or something) draws an

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MP3I: Art As DecorationI am not here just to match your curtainsI'm not a sentence on your resumeI wasn't sent to try and supplement youI'm not the busy work along your wayI'm the money where you see a walletNot these enemies you've made your friendsI'm not a monkey for your dinner partyAnd not the means to just another ends. ChorusI don't want to be like background music for youI don't want to

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This could be very elementary but it also could be a good starting point.What is music?I ask this because of my dissatisfaction with what we're calling music these days. "These Days" meaning the past 40 to 400 years.I don't like art. I don't like avant guarde. I don't like self-expression. I don't like product. I don't like merchandise. I don't like fun. This may not be universal but I'm ok with

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MP3I'm walking through my contradictionsto where my knowledge bendsI've gone beyond a scopeI comprehend.I've seen the different sublimationsI've seen the fluid formsBut you must leave yourselfto keep these visions warm. You'll know it in a different language,in the different stylesA thousand years and a thousand miles. The wrong questions made us claustrophobicwith half the spectrum

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It's weird. I'm looking for some new music to stretch my brain out with, after all that's what music is for, and I can't find anything to stimulate me. I have all of recorded music history in front of me, thanks to the internet, and I'm having trouble finding artists who stimulate me. Nobody's reaching out to the seventeenth dimension.I think we're under a glass ceiling. You can see it in how

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I am always trying to conquer sleep. It seems the default mode in this world is sleep. Even for the brothers who are trying to stay awake it's hard, imagine how hard it is to stay awake for those who aren't trying.I see the world like you're looking into a microscope. You focus in on a certain plain and you see certain things clearly. You keep dialing in and you see other things that were not

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Keeping in the spirit that no one's gonna read this, I'mma say whatever it is I want to say. Whatever will keep my mind buoyant. This is an affirmation, I affirm that I will keep my head afloat.1) The biggest problem with communication is the underlying givens that kick in prior to a conversation. Over the past few months the band has done photoshoots, filmed a video, done some interviews. All of

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MP3It's never been so sad or so silent There's something going on and I can't believe The quiet and the calm are returning but my lungs are burning I can't even breathe. And so I see the pain that is coming I'm looking through a universal eye I used to do my best to forget it, now I won't let it And I just want to cry. Cry, cry, cry I think I'm gonna cry, cry, cry I cannot hold the

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MP3he's voted almost every day nowand The Smiths win every timehe reads The Nation page to page noweven that can be a climbhe knows what's right - it doesn't take a modemhe's the Village Voice detectivehe knows what consequences actions always bringin his college introspective. but ALL he wants is a t-shirt to say: "woman get me a beer, beer get me a woman" she spent a week in kosovo

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The good people are too defeatist these days. See that, even saying that is defeatist. Damn!It seems to me the good people are on their heels, spending too much time analyzing and critisizing all the evil in the world. Instead of creating active goodness, they're dwelling on, and therefore becoming, passive evil.We all do it. Let's read about how bad things are in Washington DC, in Pakistan,

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MP3are you the car or are you the road?will you slow down or will you explode? be smart, be fast, be first and stay uncomfortablea bubble of nitrogen to keep their stories full.if you are not the hand, you're just a glove for itand this would be your ass in someone else's shit. are you the car or are you the road?will you slow down or will you explode? are you building walls on a mother's womb

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I think what's been bothering me is the myopia of the 20th and 21st centuries. I'm malnourished from my blindness, two metaphors in one.Whether myopia pertains to distance or to panorama, I've got it. We've got it. (Heck, he she they have it.) We've got it and it's made everything ring so hollow. Everything. We could have been attuning ourselves to heaven all this time and all we've been doing is

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(PREFACE: Most of what I say probably ultimately reflects my own inner world than something out there in the outer world. So when I say things like "rock'n'roll is stunted" then what I probably mean is "the version of rock'n'roll languishing in my head is stunted." FYI)Rock'n'roll is stunted. At it's very foundation it has taken a right turn away from anything purposefully transcendent and

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Download The MP3Your shoulders hurt, your fingers have withered awayYour movements fade, your circulation has strayedIt's not what you meant but now the damage is permanentOh you've lost what matters mostOh it's a love undiagnosed You atrophied, you've lost the skin from your toesYour body feels the only symptom it knowsYou didn't know but what you hide still has to showOh you waited for a

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Is jazz a sound or a concept? (And when I say jazz for God's sakes I don't mean the sound. I don't really like the sound of jazz just yet.) Is it possible to be a jazz band in concept without people getting confused? Is the linguistics of things messing up what it's pointing towards?If I said "we're a jazz band" can't I be allowed to mean that conceptually? The desire to improvise, not the desire

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Download the MP3 This colony has gotten colonized againWe abdicated every dayOur parasites have now become our hostsBut there has been a different way There's the man they called Mandela, PimpernelSent away for being rightBut the People brought him from this imprisonmentBrought him back to be their fight Our dreams forgotten still can be restoredFor the "bottom 99%"Just like the man who

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downloadWant you to call me someone else's name Show me your secrets until I do the same Too much then so much more Give me the moments we don't allow I want it completely, I want it right now I want you to be me so I can be you And do all the things I want you to do Give me unconciousness I don't

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MP3Was mid-September in a London barWe're at Artrocker for the Chinese StarsAnother country but a frequent face:A crowd of people there to stand in place...But something's different when the band goes onWe get permission to be something wrongThe singer's bringin' so I take his leadLet go my shoulders let my muscles bleed. He's strange and strangled and he's just a messSo I get strange and I

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America is A Miracle - The MP3*america is a miracle* (lord) fighting crime and crime have now become the samewe've built computers working now there to take the blamewe cage the things we worship like a lazy mennoniteamerica kills all it's enemies like a bone that didn't heal right america is a miraclethe flesh is weak but it's eyes are fullit's the best that you can do if you're trying we

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