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Repo Man
02:56
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I woke up from a dream last night
where the good folks lived and the bad ones died
instantly I knew that it was a lie
cause the bad folks are livin and the good ones die too soon
the man upstairs had some tips for me
he said shine your shoes and you better brush your teeth
on the day you die we'll give you everything you need
but i'm only real if you believe in me
So you better not cry, you better not shout
They'll be coming to get you and there's no way out
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2. |
One Night's Drive
02:48
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Goin' for a long drive staring up towards the sky
I'm lookin at Orion's belt thinking there is something else
I park my car out on the cliff staring into the abyss I'm wondering
'Cause life is shorter than (you think)
Yea life is pretty damn long sometimes
So now you're sittin on the cliff thinking about who you'll miss
and once you run through everyone
you'll see your list ain't that long
and now you've got a choice infront of you
So tell me what do you do?
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3. |
Dystopian Utopia
03:57
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When every day's a struggle
between staying dead or being alive
there's a five foot monster inside my head
and he feeds himself with my lies
every time i tell the truth he kicks the nerve that runs directly to my eyes
my eyes twitch then I watch myself become everything I despise
There's greased up business men in three piece suits
lookin down at us from the sky
they're holding magnifying glasses to the worker ants
and I wonder which one am I
'Cause we inherited a beautiful world
but now the well runs dry
and power tripping crooks tear the world to shreds
for just one last piece of the pie
its a dystopic future with utopian pitch
from the salesmen of our times
its a dystopian utopia
and the whole damn world doesn't mind
Its thoughts like these that keep the beast in my head satiated at best
its the 6 foot creature kickin round my head and he never lets me get any rest
while we focus on what we can build
they're building high rises blocking the sun
they'll stab you in the back I swear and they'll do it just for fun
its a dystopic future with utopian pitch
from the salesmen of our times
its a dystopian utopia
and the whole damn world doesn't mind
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4. |
Jack Brady Runs
02:40
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Down by the river where Buddha sits
A toxic waste kills all our fish
And way up high in the mountain tops
There's a poison gas killing off the crops
And up in the sky where heaven sits
an airplane stalls and emits its fumes
And down on the racetracks here on earth
The human race has clinched a finals berth
But when the man fires off his gun
They'll see they're running a race that can't be won
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Retirement
03:07
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You said I don't lie too much
I will call your bluff
You said I don't think too much
I will call your bluff
One day you'll die and find yourself in the same place as everyone else
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6. |
My Place is My Home
02:41
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the cars outside they make some noise
they're mad at each other
'cause everyone has got some place to go
and my place is my home
the cars they race around the lake
and they shake their fists in the air
they think their place is the most important
but god doesn't care
'cause my place is my home
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7. |
Pool Hall Blues
01:42
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Trouble is a creation of itself
It creeps on in and it climbs up your shelf
I think I'm wiser than I ever thought I was
That's a thought that I had when I was rockin' half a buzz
Drunk at the pool hall bout to lose out on my bet
broke the pool cue in half over some poor bastards head
OH SHIT NOT AGAIN
Didn't take long for them to haul me back to jail
You try to be the best you can be but you always fail
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8. |
Arizona
04:42
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Sometimes you'll find
You need to leave this place and clear your mind
You'll drive out to Arizona
You'll drive back across the states
You'll drive through New Mexico
And right back up the Atlantic Coast
And see
Your face
Reflected in the outlines of the states
You'll bathe under the sun
You'll feel its warm embrace
But just as life gives everything
Its also quick to take away
And that
Is why
Every time I see a map I cry
'Cause life
Is tough
It keeps on goin when you swear you had enough
You'll drive out to Arizona
You'll drive back across the states
You'll drive through New Mexico
And right back up the Atlantic Coast
And that
Is why
Every time I see a map I cry
'Cause life
Is tough
It keeps on goin when you swear you to God you had enough
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9. |
The Pulse
01:28
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10. |
Beach Side Hotel
04:18
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Just build it up and knock it down
what once was land is now a town
and we've got all the rights to sell
Just build it up and knock it down
the profit margins high in town
The beach side hotel opens up for sale
You think you've been you never have
You think you are you never were
You think yourself right out of your thoughts
Just build it up and knock it down
what once was land is now a town
and we've got all the rights to sell
The beach side hotel opens up for salel
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11. |
The Farafra Depression
02:43
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with our heads cocked back we're lookin at the sky
we're howling at the moon it shouts back
there's fossils on the desert floor
they were seashells before
with our heads cocked back we're staring at the sky
wondering what comes next
there's fossils on the ocean floor
they were land before
and as I shift through all this sand
I'm wondering who will find me
and as I shift through all this sand
I'm wondering just who's gonna dig me up
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Blood and dirt was everywhere as I made my way on up the stairs
and when I reached those pearly gates
I made sure I stood nice and straight
And once I started feeling well I asked God not to send me to hell
He laughed and said you're just like everyone else
Only thinking 'bout yourself
So don't you dare talk back to me
I've got a glass eyeball and two bad knees
and my patience is wearing thin
So where should we begin?
He said, you never paid your rent on time
wasted half your life doin lines
and I remember when you could've helped that bum
instead you bought some rum
Oh and the reminds me you drank too much
You had a couple nights end up in cuffs
Now tell me why I shouldn't send you down in flames?
I said, don't you think I've felt enough pain?
A crooked smile dawned on his face
He said, I've spent eternity in this place
You've felt nothing worse than aches, I have a body that never breaks
It was then he let me take his place
I felt the weight of time and space
He said son now there's nothing left to do
I'm the universe and so are you
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Jack Brady Oakland, New Jersey
Jack Brady is the psuedonym of multi-instrumentalist Joe Reggio. From the lakes, rivers, and seashores of NJ comes the home-ish sound waves of still, flowing and turbulent mental textures. In reference to forgotten places named after forgotten people.
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my homie's band
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The Corner of Pink and Eerie
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