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  1. palo alto

  2. packt like sardines in a crushd tin box

  3. paperbag writer

  4. paranoid android

  5. pearly*

  6. permanent daylight

  7. phillipa chicken

  8. planet telex

  9. polyethylene

  10. pop is dead

  11. prove yourself

  12. pulk/pull revolving doors

  13. punchdrunk lovesick singalong

  14. pyramid song

 

01. palo alto

In a city of the future
It is difficult to concentrate
Meet the boss, meet the wife
Everybody's happy
Everyone is made for life
In a city of the future
It is difficult to find a little space
I'm too busy to see you
You're too busy to wait
But I'm OK, how are you?
Thanks for asking, thanks for asking
I'm OK, how are you? I hope you're OK too
In one of those days
When the sky is california blue
With a beautiful bombshell
I throw myself into my work
I've been kidding myself for so long
I'm OK, how are you?
Thanks for asking, thanks for asking
I'm OK, how are you?
I hope you're OK too
 

02. packt like sardines in a crushd tin box

after years of waiting
nothing came
and as your life flashed before your eyes you realize
i'm a reasonable man, get off, get off, get off my case
i'm a reasonable man, get off my case get off, get off my case
after years of waiting
after years of waiting
nothing came
and as your life flashed before your eyes you realize you were looking the wrong place
i'm a reasonable man, get off my case get off, get off my case
i'm a reasonable man, get off my case get off, get off my case
get off my case
i'm a reasonable man, get off my case get off, get off my case
get off my case
after years of waiting
i'm a reasonable man, get off my case get off, get off my case
get off my case
i'm a reasonable man, get off my case get off, get off my case
get off my case
i'm a reasonable man, get off my case get off, get off my case
get off my case
i'm a reasonable man, get off my case get off, get off my case
get off my case

 

03. paperbag writer

Blow into this paper bag
Go home and stop grinning at everyone
Blow into this paper bag
Go home and stop grinning at everyone

It was nice when it lasted but now it's gone
It was nice when it lasted but now it's gone

Blow into this paper bag

Take your armor off, you're not under attack
Take your armor off, you're not under attack

Come on, come on

Blow into this paper bag
Go home and stop grinning at everyone
Blow into this paper bag
Go home and stop grinning at everyone

They were honeybees on a blade of grass
Take your armor off, you're not under attack

Blow into this paper bag

Blow into this paper bag
 

04. paranoid android

please could you stop the noise i'm trying to get some rest
from all the unborn chicken voices in my head

what's there
what's there

when i am king you will be first against the wall
with your opinion which is of no consequence at all

what's there
what's there

ambition makes you look pretty ugly
kicking squealing gucci little piggy
you don't remember
you don't remember
why don't you remember my name

off with his head
off with his head
why don't you remember my name
i guess he does

rain down
rain down
come on rain down
on me

from a great height
from a great height
height
height
that's it sir
you're leaving
the crackle of pig skin
the dust and the screaming
the yuppies networking
the panic, the vomit
the panic, the vomit
god loves his children
God loves his children yeah!

 

05. pearly*

How do you get your teeth so pearly?
Children, dishes
White-washed faces
She runs from her the third world crying
Yellow (feel it closing in)
Milkshakes
From Hard Rock Cafes (make it go away)
That's where (I feel it closing in)
She got her sweet tooth (make it go away)
For white boys
She runs from the third world, pearly
Hurts me
Darling hurts me
Darling hurts me
Darling hurts me

 

06. permanent daylight

The easiest way to sleep at night is to carry on believing that I don't exist
The easiest way to sell your soul is to carry on believing that we don't exist
It must be hard
With your head on backwards

 

07. phillipa chicken

I get wings
I got arms
I got shrinks
I got bombs
I got guns
I got brains

So there's point in your warbird
She's no point in denying

I got guns
I got bombs
I got brains


And I won't fly for you
And I won't fly for you

Take me up to a warmer place
I got eggs
I got feathers
I got brains

So there's point in your warbird
She's no point in denying
I got guns
I got bombs
I got brains

And I won't fall for you
And I won't fall for you
For you
For you
For you
For

I got brains
I got feathers
I got hands
I got friends
I got ammo
I got plans

So there's point in your warbird
She's no point in denying
I got guns
I got arms
I got brains
And I won't fall for you
And I won't fall for you
And I won't fly for you
And I won't fly for you

 

08. planet telex

you can force it but it will not come.
you can taste it but it will not form.
you can crush it but it's always here.
you can crush it but it's always near
chasing you home
saying everything is broken
everyone is broken.

you can force it but it will stay stung.
you can crush it as dry as a bone.
you can walk it straight home from school.
you can kiss it you can break all the rules
but still everything is broken,
everyone is broken.
why can't you forget?

 

09. polyethylene

Disjointed
Scare ourselves of all that you wanna be
Just got paid and now your going
How long should you be
If I get scared I'll just call you
And I miss your glow as I unsettle
And I will always feel I will always be

All right, one, two, three, four
So sad you're sitting tight well come and live with me
Leukemia schizophrenia polyethylene
There is no significant risk to your health
She used to be beautiful once as well
Plastic bag middle class polyethylene
Decaffeinate,
I'll let it keep all surfaces clean
If you don't believe me, sell your soul
If you don't get into it, no one will

 

10. pop is dead

Oh no, pop is dead, long live pop
It died an ugly death by back catalogue
And now you know it gets you nowhere
And now you know, you realise
Oh no, pop is dead, it just gave up
We raise the dead but they won't stand up
And radio has salmonella
And now you now you're gonna die
He left this message for us
So what pop is dead, it's no great loss
So many facelifts, his face flew off
The emperor has no clothes on
And his skin is peeling off
Oh no, pop is dead, long live pop
One final line of coke to jerk him off
Jerk him off
He left this message for us
He left this message for us

 

11. prove yourself

I can't afford to breathe in this time
Nowhere to sit without a gun in my hand
Hooked back up to the cathode ray
I'm better off dead
I'm better off dead
I'm better off

Prove yourself
Prove yourself
Prove yourself

I wanna breathe, I wanna grow
I'd say I want it but I don't know how
I work, I bleed, I beg and I pray
But I'm better off dead
I'm better off dead
I'm better off

Prove yourself
Prove yourself
Prove yourself

 

12. pulk/pull revolving doors

there are bomb doors
and there are revolving doors doors
on the rudders of big ships
and there are revolving doors
there are doors that open by themselves
there are sliding doors
and there are secret doors
there are doors that lock
and doors that don't
there are doors that let you in and
out but never open but
there are trap doors
that you can't come back from

 

13. punchdrunk lovesick singalong

I wrapped you inside my coat
When they came to firebomb the house
I didn't feel pain
'Cause no-one can touch me
Now that I'm held in your spell

A Beautiful girl
A beautiful girl can turn your world to dust

Sell me a car that goes
Sell me a house that stands up
I never cared before
I never cared before
I never cared before
Before
Before

A Beautiful girl
A beautiful girl can turn your world into dust
A Beautiful girl
A beautiful girl can turn your world into dust

I stood in front of her face
When the first bullet was shot

 

14. pyramid song

i jumped in the river and what did i see?
black-eyed angels swam with me
a moon full of stars and astral cars
and all the figures i used to see
all my lovers were there with me
all my past and futures
and we all went to heaven in a little row boat
there was nothing to fear and nothing to doubt
i jumped into the river and what did i see?
black-eyed angels swam with me
a moon full of stars and astral cars
and all the figures i used to see
all my lovers were there with me
all my past and futures
and we all went to heaven in a little row boat
there was nothing to fear, nothing to doubt
there was nothing to fear, nothing to doubt
there was nothing to fear, nothing to doubt

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