1. |
Evening News
03:49
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Well the news man says the sky is gonna fall
And there's zombies running 'round to kill us all
California's fallen straight into the sea
And the Chinese army took the whole Northeast
Well the news man's got tips on how to survive (stay tuned)
Right after top stories at five
By all accounts
Their war is going well
They all seem very pleased with themselves
Can we survive?
I'm afraid only time will tell
Right now, it seems, the whole world's gone to hell
Well the news man says bad things are all around (news flash! This just in)
Jesus Christ himself has just skipped town
And everything out in the Midwest, it's just like old times (there's rioting in the streets)
So watch your step across their color lines
Well the news man says we were all caught unaware
But he knows we're just all too stoned and drunk to care
By all accounts
Their war is going well
They all seem very pleased with themselves
Can we survive?
I'm afraid only time will tell
Right now, it seems, the whole world's gone to hell
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2. |
Henderson
04:22
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Stepping out
All alone
Soon the night will recognize you
As one of its own
Going up
You've all bought in
Chasing dragons on a filthy couch
With fools who aren't your friends
Coming down
You're too high
Best not let the daylight hit you
For you may die
You better run on home
You better seek some shelter
Walk away from all that helter-skelter
You better run on home
You better run on home
You better seek some shelter
Walk away from all that helter-skelter
You better run on home
It starts to rain
On the dirty town
Somebody says, "Hey! I heard 'wild horses'
Were back around!"
Well she says, "Please?
I'm hurtin' bad..."
You say, "Girl I'll show you the best thing
That you've ever had!"
Now there she lies
She's cold and blue
You'll still have the needle in your arm
When they find both of you
You should have run on home
Boy, you should have sought some shelter
Walked away from all that helter-skelter
You should have run on home
You should have run on home
Boy, you should have sought some shelter
Walked away from all that helter-skelter
Instead you stayed and played the hand they dealt ya
You should have run on home
You should have run on home...
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3. |
Blue Skies
03:44
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Well I love my country
And I'll die to defend her
From enemies both foreign and homegrown
Y'see I've always been
A big student of history
And I don't know what page we're on
But you can look up
And smile for the drones
My once blue skies
Are now scarred with lines
They say "Hey man, there's
Nothing going on up there."
Meanwhile all of us rednecks
Gather guns for some ground war
They'll be coming by air
I said they will be coming by air
Oh yeah
One if by land
Two if by sea
My god those were simpler times
General Washington's men
Never had to face death
At the hands of robots that fly
These are fully armed robots and they fly
You think it's funny
But you better look out!
Well I love my country
And I'll die to defend her
From enemies both foreign and homegrown
Y'see I've always been
A big student of history
And I don't know what page we're on
But you can look up
And smile for the drones...
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4. |
On the Corner
04:13
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Out on the corner
They're begging for change
I said,"Hey man, that's too much to ask for.
Things here tend to stay the same."
There's a war outside your window
But you watch it on your phone
They said someone would come to save us
But I guess that they stayed home
The red, the white, the blue
Tell me is your love for her still true
And after all the fighting we've been through
How could you stand to see her fall
When there's so much left to do?
Out on the corner
They're selling things you don't need
But,hey, if you give them all your money
They'll surely feed your disease
Outside your window
You hear somebody scream
Do you run outside to help them
Or cry, "Thank God that isn't me!"
The red, the white, the blue
Tell me is your love for her still true
And after all the things that we've been through
How could you stand to see her fall
When there's so much left to do?
Oh the red, the white, the blue
Faith, and hope, and change, they all fell through
There must be something more that we can do
I can't sit back and watch her fall
When there's so much left to do
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5. |
Bully Pulpit
02:48
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It's not like I don't know
Every action will have consequence
It's not like I believe
That anything will turn out fine
Oh In the beginning
There was a great shared consciousness
Oh but now it feels
Like we've completely lost our minds
Sweet, sweet Liberty
My strong girl from Ellis Isle
Well you know we had a good thing
We've both been unhappy for a while
Now sweet, sweet Liberty
Know that I'll love you til I die
But come this time tomorrow
I pray it's raining
When we say goodbye
Sweet, sweet Liberty
My strong girl from Ellis Isle
Well, you know we had a good thing
We've been unhappy for a while
Now sweet, sweet Liberty
Know that I'll love you til I die
But come this time tomorrow
I pray it's raining
When we say goodbye
Sweet, sweet Liberty
Know that I'll love you til I die
Come this time tomorrow
I pray it's raining...
...When we say goodbye
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