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Straight Time
03:29
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Metronomes of hope
Smoking dope
Skipping rope
by the bay
And every winter knows
the change that blows
down the atlas of chance
I can't hold the line
living straight all the time
I can't walk the line
living alone
Straight Time
Every night
that passes this count
is measured in pints
The spirit is proof of the flesh
The rum proof of time
I can't hold the line
living straight all the time
I can't walk the line
living alone
Straight Time
This night in the new light
looks like the clear hand of fate
Place everything in order
like names on a grave
I can't hold the line
living straight all the time
I can't walk the line
living alone
Straight Time
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2. |
Letting Go In Time
02:16
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I thought I'd take the time to say
I'd take the fall
I'm willing to go the distance
If you're willing to give your all
I promise that I'll hold your hand
I promise to fix your works
I'm willing to stick the knife in
Ain't that what friends are for?
Visions of an epitaph
slick in pouring rain
Placing all the roses
over all your pain
I won't throw you down
without the strength to pull you back
Cutting with a razor
what we cut with razors
Lifelines into lifetimes
Second-hand night
Living underneath
a multi-colored light
A move from an untold year
There's no history anymore.
There are no tears.
Letting go of it.
Letting go in time.
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3. |
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Past the nuclear age
The American Century lasted barely a decade
Things fall apart
and things fail away
Past nostalgic hate
Looking back on a new generation
of waiters
In hell they watch heaven on television.
It's yesterday in the western world.
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4. |
Immigrant Song
04:07
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5. |
Two Minutes
02:07
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God has passed me by this time
He found a thousand liars to take my place
And with my clip-on wings
I'm dangling by a string
In these minutes
Common sense has left me
with my back against the wall
and coffin-nailed reason
leaves me empty
Two minutes from a fall
Jesus didn't die for me
I never felt his grace on sullen nights
and with my red-lined books
I wait and still I wait
In these minutes
Common sense has left me
with my back against the wall
and coffin-nailed reason
leaves me empty
Two minutes from a fall
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6. |
Alabaster Sons
05:56
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They're building alabaster sons
to take the place of real ones
Stone men to occupy our lives
Gospels of silent nights
Husbands of alabaster nerve
No cracks between their words
Classical souls and marble hearts
Statues of what we aren't
They're building alabaster sons
on pedestals high above the dirt
No person born into this world
can reach such heights of no concern
And if in this world we find them not
Patricians of finance call them up
There's nothing more beautiful than flesh
except the white stone of death
Still carving sons
Still building men of stone
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7. |
It Comes Around
04:16
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What's the panic?
There's declining birthrate
In the next millennium
we'll all speak Spanish
The baby-boomers settle into old age
Depending on all the kids they damaged
And the profits taken in the last decade
settle in our lungs as next year's cancer
And the generation who thought
God is acid
have left a world where nothing matters
It comes around.
There's a bloodbath
building on the plains of Africa
and no one innocent gets out alive
and drive-by shooting
and the urban nightmares
still haunt the dreams of
suburbanites
Kind words of romantic comfort
are not enough to keep hope alive
with the banks foreclosing
and the credit structure
Who takes the blame
for such fucked-up times?
It comes around
It comes around
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8. |
Nothing Sin
04:24
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A sin is nothing you can protect against.
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9. |
Rest, You Know Too Well
04:52
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She marries in a sudden fling
The man confused with the dream
but something's missing
By the time she figures it out
It's too late to do anything about
What could have been
The rest you know too well
He makes himself
a thousand vows
in the mirror when there's no one around
no one keeps score
In the end
it's apparent to all
just how far he falls short
and he hates them for it
He can't tell the truth from lies
He can't tell the mirror from eyes
He's lost count
The rest you know too well
Crawling on our knees when our legs give way
Gasping for breath when our heart loses strength
standing on authority, tradition and hatred
standing on each other when and calling it sacred
taking our place in the terminal ward
with an inheritance of regret to pass on
to the newborn
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10. |
Beckett
04:53
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Butandifor
Eitherneitherwetherwar
Wherewhichwhenwhatfor
Butandifor
He says that bad speech--
Baby, it's killing me
and bad speech baby
--It fucks me over
Bad speech rapes me
Bad speech breaks me
Bad speech
is breaking out all over the world
This is not my racket
no, it's Beckett's
You cried for night and now it comes
You cried for night and now it falls
Now cry in darkness
Cry alone
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12. |
Ideas New Tomorrow
03:20
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Drifting on a dampened point
Givin' in to entropy
What I call establishment
Slowly sinks its hooks in me
I haven't got the strength to say
I'll worry about it later
Who am I to fight
the laws of nature?
And what we all define
as common mankind
has left out a gender
Races fit into subsets
Religions fit into ovens
I'm not above this
--it's below me.
You seem to know me better
You recognize those lies
I want to thank you now
for keeping these things right
You keep ideas new tomorrow.
I haven't got the train of thought
to keep it on one track
It's possible that I am wrong,
but what is wrong with that?
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Jones Very Boston, Massachusetts
Jones Very were a Boston trio that played a mix of melodic hardcore and noise from 1989 to 1991.
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