1. |
Funny Little Feeling
01:38
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See I have a funny feeling
Such a funny little feeling
But it might be hard for you to understand
Yeah I have a funny feeling
Just a funny little feeling
That I’d be better off a happy man
But you’re telling me that’s bullshit
That misery is better for us both
Depression is the ideal state for writing
And that’s the side of me you love the
Most nights I spend
Trying to perform impossible tasks
And paranoia
Has me considering improbable acts
And I know
Ok, I hope this isn’t you
Yeah I hope
This funny little feeling isn’t true
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2. |
Wherever I End Up
03:34
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I’ve had a few ideas
Some plans that never worked
I’ve also had good fortune
That was probably undeserved
And I’ve seen more than I could have hoped
And I’ve been mostly able to cope
I’ve met some special people
A few I might call friends
I’ve fucked up opportunities
And promising plans
And they were right, I could do anything
Yet another sunset, and still I’ve done nothing
And wherever I end up, wherever I end up
Wherever I end up, I hope you’re there
A multiverse of options
A single train of thought
I’m looking for a leader
I’m not looking to be taught
And I’ll make sure that nothing goes to waste
My carcass can be fit to your own taste
If anything is missing
I’d like to fill the void
I’ve said all that I need to
But I still don’t have a boy
And what more could I possibly prove?
There’s just one peak remaining to move
And wherever I end up, wherever I end up
Wherever I end up, I hope you’re there
It’s with all modesty
I say I’ve had a good run
And with all honesty
I say I’m probably done
If there’s anything worth doing left
It can’t be done alone
I can’t do it on my own
And wherever I end up, wherever I end up
Wherever I end up, I hope you’re there
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3. |
Stand Tall
02:22
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I’m an agent of resistance
I want a better way
But when it’s finally time to speak out
I have nothing left to say
I applaud you, but in private
Alone you’ll take the heat
Cuz it works to my advantage
Not to bite the hand that feeds
Stand tall, because you stand alone
Stand tall, because I’m keeping my hands clean
I agree with you completely
But offer no support
Cuz it’s hard to stick your neck out
And keep one foot in the door
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4. |
I Ain't Marching Anymore
03:49
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Oh I marched through the jungles out in Vietnam
Trying to push all the Commies to the north
Well it didn’t end successful or justify the death toll
And I ain’t marching anymore
Oh I marched with Bin Laden and Saddam Hussein
Through the 80s they were on our side of course
Freedom fighters aren’t called terrorists when they fight against the Soviets
And I ain’t marching anymore
It’s always the old to lead us to the war
Always the young to fall
Now look at all we’ve won with the sabre and the gun
Tell me is it worth it all?
Oh I marched through the deserts of the Persian Gulf
Protecting business interests in the Desert Storm
While the oil fields were burning I knew that I was learning
That I ain’t marching anymore
I was stranded in the streets of Somalia
Back to back with the rest of Delta Force
When I saw the cost of meddling, oh I began backpedalling
And I ain’t marching anymore
It’s always the old to lead us to the war
Always the young to fall
Now look at all we’ve won with the sabre and the gun
Tell me is it worth it all?
Oh I marched through the mountains of Afghanistan
After terrorism crashed upon our shore
I assume it must be safer now cuz it’s not in the paper now
And I ain’t marching anymore
I’m awaiting redeployment in Iraq again
Even though nobody seems to know what for
The politicians lied and the media complied
And I ain’t marching anymore
It’s always the old to lead us to the war
Always the young to fall
Now look at all we’ve won with the sabre and the gun
Tell me is it worth it all?
Oh I tortured some prisoners in a secret jail
But I guess that made them hate us even more
You call it national defense or gathering intelligence
But I ain’t marching anymore
Oh I marched to the sound of the American drum
Because the FBI was listening through the door
Call it peace or call it treason, call it love or call it reason
But I ain’t marching anymore
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5. |
John Train
03:17
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Well you can see me coming, I’m roaring down the track
My pants are two weeks dirty with a pipe stuffed down the back
A reflection of a life that never quite made history
You all know my old friend Bobby but you don’t remember me
My name is Train, John Train
My name is Train, John Train
If you’re wondering where I come from, brother I’d be glad to tell
Oh I start my biography at the Chelsea Hotel
That’s where I committed murder back in 19-7-5
When two men walked on in, but I’m the one that’s still alive
My name is Train, John Train
My name is Train, John Train
It used to be so easy, no I didn’t need to try
The CIA is after me, so is the FBI
Now I’m wallowing in madness, all the glory days behind
And I thought a little homocide might help me clear my mind
My name is Train, John Train
My name is Train, John Train
Well you can see me coming, I’m roaring down the track
My pants are two weeks dirty with a pipe stuffed down the back
A reflection of a life that never quite made history
You all know my old friend Bobby but you don’t remember me
My name is Train, John Train
My name is Train, John Train
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6. |
The Two Commandments
02:42
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Don’t be a dick, learn how to deal
Don’t be a dick, learn how to deal
I say we don’t need any gods
Or anti-marijuana laws
We shouldn’t kill people just to prove that killing’s wrong
We shouldn’t think of meat as food
Or terrorize the ones that do
The people on the tube should only tell you news that’s true
Don’t be a dick (don’t be a dick!)
Learn how to deal (learn how to deal!)
Don’t be a dick (don’t be a dick!)
Learn how to deal (learn how to deal!)
We shouldn’t threaten kids with Hell
But we should ask and we should tell
There should be more to life than accumulating wealth
Don’t ever side against the poor
And never ever start a war
And always speak your mind cuz that’s what freedom’s for!
Don’t be a dick (don’t be a dick!)
Learn how to deal (learn how to deal!)
Don’t be a dick (don’t be a dick!)
Learn how to deal (learn how to deal!)
Two commandments is enough (one two!)
Two commandments is enough (one two!)
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7. |
Norris/Hannity '09
00:56
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All aboard, the train is leaving
Are you coming to the future or not?
You can say no and keep believing
That the progress and momentum can stop
And you can book a flight to Texas
And you can push for a secession
And you can give high fives to Jesus Christ
And write laws based on religion
And we won’t miss you when you’re gone
Cuz our women will be liberated
It won’t be queer or black or poor
It will be bigotry that’s hated
Go start your own theocracy
With fairy tales and insanity
Cast votes for Norris and Hannity
Go Cowboys!
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8. |
Noble Masses
01:42
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We’re asking angry questions
Shouting down the answers
Don’t want to hear solutions
Just the sound of our own voices
We got posters and opinions
Flyers and some slogans
We’re fighting all the good fights
Using selfish activism
It’s empowering to be part of the mob
We stand together, backed by Beck and God
You can try to pit your science
Against our inner feeling
We’re ignoring your statistics
Cuz they don’t fit what we’re thinking
It’s obvious the real world
Has a strong left-leaning bias
We’d much prefer the nightmare
And attack the passing shadows
It’s empowering to be part of the mob
We stand together, backed by Beck and God
Because in this crusade
We find the strength in numbers to be brave
The world around is terrifying
These ages are dark
And God damn anyone who lights a spark
The world around is terrifying
United together with selfish intentions
We stand arm in arm against human progression
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9. |
But What's The Point?
03:22
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By the time that this pays off
You might be sick of me
By the time that this pays off
I might be sick of you
By the time that this pays off
We might be sick of it
By the time that this pays off
We might have something better to do
Working and trying
Laughing and lying
And no one wants to speak their mind
Dodging and dancing
With reckless abandon
Just twisting another line
Aggressive enjoyment
While always avoiding
Just looking in each other’s eyes
Acting and posing
And music composing
Should come as no surprise that
By the time that this pays off
You might be sick of me
By the time that this pays off
I might be sick of you
By the time that this pays off
We might be sick of it
By the time that this pays off
We might have something better to do
From crawling to walking
And crying to talking
We still have a ways to go
Just feeling and bumping
And making assumptions
About a world we don’t know
It’s not what it seems
But it means everything
Cuz we’ve never been here before
At the end of the path
We’ll just look back and laugh
At the things we struggled for, and
By the time that this pays off
You might be sick of me
By the time that this pays off
I might be sick of you
By the time that this pays off
We might be sick of it
By the time that this pays off
We might have something better to do
Fumbling and mumbling at top speed
Seems to get the job done right
Baby, maybe irony is all we need
To forget the mess last night
Obviously we agreed
Not to turn on the light
Because today’s another day
Yeah, and nothing’s gonna change
By the time that this pays off
You might be sick of me
By the time that this pays off
I might be sick of you
By the time that this pays off
We might be sick of it
By the time that this pays off
We might have something better to do
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10. |
Can't Won't Change
03:12
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Sometimes I have an energy, I’m revving in the red
I’m feeling friendly just like dynamite
And sometimes it takes everything to just get out of bed
And I can’t and I won’t change a thing
Sometimes my body can’t keep up when I try to push ahead
I’m staying busying all through the night
And sometimes I’m immobile, kind of paralyzed instead
And I can’t and I won’t change a thing
And when I hit the bottom and I need to clear my head
I can’t even bring myself to sing
Sometimes I’m living twice a life and other times I’m dead
And I can’t and I won’t change a thing
Sometimes I give the orders, so remember what I said
I set the course because I know I’m right
And sometimes I surrender cuz I’d rather just be led
And I can’t and I won’t change a thing
And when I hit the bottom and I need to clear my head
I can’t even bring myself to sing
Sometimes I’m living twice a life and other times I’m dead
And I can’t and I won’t change a thing
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11. |
Difficult Lie
02:22
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You said nothing when I needed something
Either good or bad, that didn’t matter
Instead you stood your ground, you didn’t make a sound
Do you believe that choice was for the better
Now I keep thinking of possible reasons
That you held your tongue
Many among them are probably worse
Than reality thanks to imagination
Oh you could’ve told me everything was fine
Because even if that’s not the truth
It’s hardly a difficult lie
Oh you could’ve told me everything was fine
Because even if everything’s fucked
It’s hardly a difficult lie
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12. |
Dub Train
03:28
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Whoo whooooo.
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