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Bent
03:39
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Pills for breakfast
A glass of water maybe
Is recommended
Recommended
Slow down honey
You've got to keep that figure
Got to make it look just right
Yeah we're watching this girl with pride
And we're watching this girl hitch a ride
And we're watching this girl deep inside
All this dough we made
I hope she doesn't kill herself
Now I'm not wicked
An entrepreneurial spirit
Kept me searchin'
It keeps me searchin'
An opportunity
Came when she bent over
Still I wonder
How I wonder why she cried
See we're watching this girl with pride
And we're watching this girl hitch a ride
And we're watching this girl deep inside
All this dough we made
I sure hope she don't kill herself
All the men she's taken one by one
Have hardly left a dent
Every she move she's learned is
One step closer to my retirement
Still the abuse was too much
Now she lives alone and slightly bent
You know I'm sorry folks but what could I have said?
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2. |
House of Cards
02:38
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An age of consequence
A product of your selfish time
You've come a long way in such a short while
But didn't even have to try
But then you blew away my fragile
House of cards
House of cards
What did you invent?
I'll bet not half as much as him
But if there are problems in the bedroom
You're sure enough to win
But then you blew away my fragile
House of cards
House of cards
But them you blew away my house of cards
House of cards
Fragile house of cards
You blew away my fragile
House of cards
House of cards
Don't be too hard
Our world's been jarred
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3. |
Talkin' Trash
01:46
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Lift up your groggy eyes
It's time to open up and face your surroundings
Cold feet and shivering thighs
Pushing me away without an utterance sounding
Can't stand all the tentative maybes
When she gets her way it always slays me
Can't stand how she consciously misses
All the hints I throw back when she dismisses
Smooth skin and flowing hair
A willingness to move in for the kill is upon me
Blocked out but I don't care
From where I sit it's time to get a little bit naughty
Can't stand all the tentative maybes
When she gets her way it always slays me
Can't stand how she consciously misses
All the hints I throw back when she dismisses
Some say I've got it bad
Some say I'm talkin' trash
Some say I've got it bad
Some say I'm talkin' trash
Can't stand all the tentative maybes
When she gets her way it always slays me
Can't stand how she consciously misses
All the hints I throw back when she dismisses
Can't stand all the tentative maybes
When she gets her way it always slays me
Can't stand how she unconsciously hisses
All the hints I throw back when she dismisses
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4. |
BS
02:07
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I should have listened
And not approached this from below
I'm gonna miss it
But not enough to call it home
And though it's all messed up in your mind
And even if I took some luck to find
Even if this bullshit now is justified
Even if it works I can't go on
I finally woke up
And took a clearer look around
Now don't get choked up
It's just a different kind of sound
And though it's all messed up in your mind
And even if I took some luck to find
Even if this bullshit now is justified
Even if it works I can't go on
Tonight's the night we finally got along
When the messenger has said goodbye
It's best to let him go
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5. |
Wizard of Og
03:05
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I can hardly believe it
I don't need it
Not in this lifetime
All your smiling rejections
It's offensive
It's a hurtful crime
Trippin' out
While I waited by the phone
I brought my instrument
But you left me all alone
Just between us
I never wanted you to leave us
Oh where are you now wizard of og?
I got nothing to prove now wizard of og
I was more than inspired
I conspired
To win your ear
You tried to let me down gently
You were friendly
But I'm just too weird
Tokin' up
While I waited by the phone
I'm not obsessed
I just wish we could have found our tone
Please believe me
I never wanted you to leave me
Oh where are you now wizard of og?
I got nothing to prove now wizard of og
Just between us
I never wanted you to leave us
Oh where are you now wizard of og?
I got nothing to prove now wizard of og
Where are you now wizard of og?
I got nothing to prove now wizard of og
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6. |
Lottery
02:54
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I tried to run away
From all my cuffs and bindings
And just to take a break
Is more a pain I'm finding
If you would have listened
I'd have found the words
Now I've got my mistress
And escape through pounds of herb
The fading element
Of a dried up custom
They keep on selling it
Pretending it's not busted
If you would have listened
I'd have found the words
Now I've got my mistress
And escape through pounds of herb
But now I hang my head in shame
I didn't even know her name
I won the lottery
When I popped that question
Of broken pottery
With my last confession
Why settle for just one
When you can have the lot?
Lately I've been lusting
After sex and pot
If you would have listened
I'd have found the words
Now I've got my mistress
And escape through pounds of herb
And now I hang my head in shame
I've got no right to stake a claim
I think back on all those times she came
I didn't even know her name
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7. |
A Little Jam
02:41
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Instrumental
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8. |
No More
04:47
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No more second guessin'
I've learned my lesson
My sweet obsession - no relation
Could have had it better
But couldn't give her shelter
From the go I felt her hesitation
Rushin' away from his wasted advances
From half the man she thought had a conscience
Without a word she's still takin' chances
You better hope to God girl you're well cuz I'm written...
In better than you
Better than you
Better than you
Better than...
Touchin' hands
Before touching eyes
He took a chance
Chance with a loaded die
Found out I can't
Can't take the brutal truth
Thought I was acting so smooth
No more lame excuses
I felt a bit abusive
When'd ya come so elusive like religion?
No more social fountain
That's what you get for doubtin'
Your stubborn as a mountain like religion
Rushin' away from his wasted advances
From half the man she thought had a conscience
Without a word she's still takin' chances
You better hope to God girl you're well cuz I'm written...
In better than you
Better than you
Better than you
Better than...
Touchin' hands
Before touching eyes
He took a chance
Chance with a loaded die
Found out I can't
Can't take the brutal truth
Thought I was acting so smooth
No more weak emotion
As proof of my devotion
You're causin' such a commotion within my stomach
Bathed in salted water
I could come home a father
Oh why'd I even bother your withered stomach?
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9. |
Small Talk
02:27
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Home from work and I'm torn and shredded
All my guardians just don't get it
They think a livin's what makes a man
All these projects on my table
I'll get around to 'em when I'm able
They're about as pertinent as this band
I try to push it away but it always comes back
I try to shut it all out but I always wake up yeah
A regular man with grand illusions
A public entertained in mass delusion
A not-so-talented artist's dream
Procrastination keeps me busy
But all this small talk just makes me dizzy
One more word and I'm gonna scream
I try to push it away but it always comes back
I try to shut it all out but I always wake up yeah
Home from work and I'm torn and shredded
It doesn't bother me if I don't let it
The only comforting thought I have
Stuck in a cube in an empty building
Nothing I've done is worth a shilling
It's about as pertinent as this band
I try to push it away but it always comes back
I try to shut it all out but I always wake up
I try to push it away but it always comes back
I try to shut it all out but I always wake up yeah
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10. |
Small Towne Louts
02:20
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You hand out just as harsh o' love as I
So don't give me that quizzical eye
Just because I've never acted like a demon before
My life changed the moment I got down on one knee
So don't turn that pretty head
Later on were you surprised when I got down on all fours?
The small towne louts never screamed and shouted for you
(Ooo the may be true)
See I'm a city dreamer
And if that's my only good excuse
Well at least I've never used it before
The twin cities have done such a number on me
I wither in this freezing hell
But I feel protected from the elements by people I've known here
The west coast - it dazzled like the Jules from before
Until I sipped from Brooklyn's well
With all the spray paint and its culture - it was calling me home there
The small towne louts never screamed and shouted for you
(Ooo the may be true)
See I'm a city dreamer
And if that's my only good excuse
Well I've never had to use it before
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11. |
Green Light
03:39
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All the children are still and buried
To their duty and cause were married
Men much younger and braver than I
Cast out without a damp eye
To the gates of Hell
Can you hear all the mothers crying?
Wondering if their son's dead or dying
Letters written to frightened families
to sooth and comfort while we're ambling
To the gates of Hell
Where we fight this little corner of Earth
Green light for murder torture or worse
Surprised by the sick aggression they hurled
Who's with me?
It's an ignorant world
Their twisted mindset was hardly mentioned
Superiority framed in legend
Backed up with unholy virtue
No second thoughts as they hurried you
To the gates of Hell
Where we - we fight this little corner of Earth
Green light for murder torture or worse
Surprised by the sick aggression they hurled
Who's with me?
It's an ignorant world
We fight this little corner of Earth
Green light for murder torture or worse
Surprised by the sick aggression they hurled
Who's with me?
It's an ignorant world
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12. |
Good Night
02:41
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Good night all of you chasing false lullabies
Not that I've heard a song that could make me give up
How could I have ignored all the evidence in front of me?
Not that I've seen a case where the pudding is proof
Your life is lacking
All of these dreams just a stone's throw away
Let's send then packing
Ignorant fools who will never obey
Good night - spare me your tolerant wickedness
Not that I know of anyone else who would care
Everyone who has met me will tell you I'm not okay
With this unnatural idea of being ties down
Your life is lacking
All of these dreams just a stone's throw away
Let's send then packing
Ignorant fools who refuse to decay
Your life is lacking
All of these dreams just a stone's throw away
Let's send then packing
Ignorant fools who've got nothing to say
We'll make them bend their knees yeah
Good night all of you chasing false lullabies
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Tasha's Laughter Minneapolis, Minnesota
Tasha’s Laughter is a guitar/bass/drum power trio out of Minneapolis, Minnesota with its own take on alternative
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Like chunky peanut butter, they pack a hard crunch held together with creamy textures and hooks that will stick to the roof of your mouth.
Their songs are widely different, catchy, experimental, and slightly non rock-conformist.
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