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Outlaws
02:36
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Outlaws:
Out-manned, out-gunned, but never out-planned.
Cease fire, immediately!
(even if you want to, ‘cause I know you want to)
Break all demands:
Meat for slaughter, cannon fodder,
Breathe harmony.
(even if you want to, ‘cause I know you want to)
(even if you want to, ‘cause I know you want to)
Cease fire!
Put your weapon on the table…
Shin’Jayo Awk!
(even if you want to, ‘cause I know you want to)
(even if you want to, ‘cause I know you want to)
A glass case and gold traces,
Lead to a timely war,
Of truth triggered traps.
We got:
Six shots left,
Cold revolver,
Stay your breath,
And move a little closer now…
Time will tell,
Through healing motions,
As diplomats we've become Outlaws!
Exorcise demons and exercise while we wait.
We'll return to Eden,
Puttin’ it up, puttin’ it up,
Tire swing!
A-E-I-O-U-sometimes-Y
Our questions demand answers now…
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Shorter Day
03:12
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Waves are crashing,
Clouds are breaking,
Problems we will set aside…
To see the world at distance,
Apparitions are the wings we glide…
Signal fires light the way,
Our conquest to unite and say:
Wait on, wait on, wait on, wait on, wait…
We gotta lock into a shorter day,
And never let go…
We gotta lock into a shorter day,
And never fold…
Let’s lock into a shorter day:
We'll keep this world spinning faster and faster in love.
Lock into a shorter day…
(before, before, before)
Before we're left for dead.
Before we're harvested.
Harvested by those flower junkies.
Sowing seeds, compassion,
Let’s recharge our planets mana-drive.
We’ll keep ourselves in motion through creation as we coincide…
Magic potions, healing words. Infini-Tree, your branches sway:
Wait on, wait on, wait on, wait on, wait…
We gotta lock into a shorter day,
And never let go…
We gotta lock into a shorter day,
And never fold…
Let’s lock into a shorter day:
We'll keep this world spinning faster and faster in love.
Lock into a shorter day…
(before, before, before)
Before we're left for dead.
Before we're harvested.
GO!
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Monkey Canister
01:58
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MONKEY FUCKING CANISTER!
Where’s that little fuckin’ monkey-faced friend of yours?
In a Monkey Fuckin’ Canister!
We got monkeys,
Jaws dropped on the table,
Healthy fuh’n steed,
Horses wrapped up in the stables…
Xbox Live; them kids be playin at the fuh’n Fable,
And I'm busy trying to tell the difference between,
Burt Reynolds, Clark Gable.
May be gone with the wind,
May be down to rescind,
But I’ll still rock this shit like I’m the next fuh’n Fly-to-Heavyweight champion,
(SEE)
Swinging steel like I’m the real fuh’n Spartacus,
Watchin’ football matches,
Taking tube rides..
Ya’ll wanna be part of this?
Where’s that little fuckin’ monkey-faced friend of yours?
In a Monkey Fuckin’ Canister!
I'm like an ‘obbit,
But I ain’t got no hairy feet…
Quite a bit fuh'n taller,
With the ability to fuh'n be discreet.
I only say that ‘cuz I got me a nice fuh’n ring,
Not on me middle finger, but the way I make them fuh’n ladies sing!
Dudley Stryker: Part-Time Player, fuh'n Part-Time King.
Mother fuckin’ full-time surrounded by all me stuff an’ things
When I feel a little bit of the angst, see:
I look at a piece of work from my boy, Banksy!
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