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One Grain Of Sand
03:28
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I'm so jaded I can hardly speak
So weary can't lift my feet
So withered, it hurts to weep
But this thought I'll always keep
One grain of sand
One grain of sand
To build a mountain
By hand
You got to start with one
Grain of sand
The war machine so filled with hate
The money lies at every gate
So many battles to meet
People take to the streets
One grain of sand
One grain of sand
Every adventure
Every plan
Had to start with one
Grain of sand
I know it's easy just to sit and watch
Apathy is so easy to catch
Don't shake, I'm as guilty as you
But these words I know are true
One grain of sand
One grain of sand
Every adventure
Every plan
Had to start with one
Grain of sand
One grain of sand
Every adventure, every plan
Had to start with one
Grain of sand
One grain of sand
One grain of sand
To build a mountain
By hand
You've got to start with one
Grain of sand
One
One
One
One
One
One
One
One
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2. |
The Last Days Of Rome
03:57
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Here comes the good juice
Gotta cut the hate loose
Gotta tell you how i feel
I know you like it real
One day the sun will grow
And swallow up your home
Consume all you own
With pleasure I will groan
If I cut then I bleed
All day long
Just to please you
The last days of Rome
The palaces
The towers
Will rot inside of hours
Bereft of their powers
The seeds they have sown
The suburbs
And the city
The foul air makes me giddy
So seldom is it witty
The last days of Rome
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Lost At Sea
03:18
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4. |
It's All Lies
03:39
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City
05:02
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Wrote a letter
To get on paper
The thoughts that i know
I must tell
Of humble means
From the hills
In the city
I now dwell
City, city
City
Don't let me down
City, city
City
Don't let me down
Worked some time
Lost what was mine
But you know
You can't win 'em all
Had a girl
She was my world
But in the end
You stand by yourself
City, city
City
Don't let me down
City, city
City
Don't let me down
Now it's cold
The lights are low
Alone
All by myself
She's gone
No use in crying
While the walls freeze
The halls tease
And no-one sees my last breath
City, city
City
Don't let me down
City, city
City
Don't let me down
Wrote a letter
To get on paper
The thoughts that i know
I must tell
Of humble means
From the hills
In the city
I did dwell
City, city
City
You let me down
Ba ba ba ba ba
Ba ba ba ba ba
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Vaguely Melancholic
05:08
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Vaguely melancholic as you go about your job
The music seeps into your skull
The shuffle and the thrawl
Clouds of dust fill your holes, static is your friend
Subtle as a knife, subtle as the end
Vaguely melancholic for another day
You hum a tune, it gets you through the ghosts that drift you away
There must be more than this, I know
I hope for more than this, I know
Please show me more than this, I know
I beg for more than this, I know
Vaguely melancholic as you wander through life
In circles by the fog
Blinded by headlights
Vaguely melancholic as I sleep walk all day
Hum a tune, it gets me through the hustle and decay
There must be more than this, I know
I hope for more than this, I know
Please show me more than this, I know
I beg for more than this, I know
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7. |
Whateverman
05:03
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8. |
Christmas Everyday
04:58
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The snow falls gently to the ground
Under the tree, gifts scattered all around
That special day that comes but once a year
All your dreams come true right here
Oh, it's Christmas everyday
Christmas everyday
For those freaks in the White House
Dick Cheney's in Halliburton heaven
Since September Eleven
There's carnage and cash on tap
From Afghanistan and Iraq
A cornucopia
Of gangster dystopia
The aroma of roasted Iraqi children
Creates a joy seldom hidden
Seldom hidden
Seldom hidden
And it's Christmas everyday
Christmas everyday
For those bloodthirsty freaks
In the White House
Oh, it's Christmas everyday
Christmas everyday
For those murdering freaks
In the White House
Unwrap that delightful cluster bomb
Hundreds of splinters fall all around
They rip and shred that tender brown flesh
Oh, it's just too delicious
And it's all smiles in the White House
Oh, it's Christmas everyday
Christmas everyday
For those murdering freaks
In the White House
Oh, it's Christmas everyday
Christmas everyday
For those bloodthirsty freaks
In the White House
Now you may think it's all too suspicious
That some invisible dude in a cave could create such happiness
But where there's a will, some neocons and oil
No amount of carnage is too much trouble or toil
And don't dare cry conspiracy
It's just Christmas, you see
Oh, it's Christmas everyday
Christmas everyday
For those bloodthirsty freaks
In the White House
Oh, it's Christmas everyday
Christmas everyday
For those murdering freaks
In the White House
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9. |
I Do Know Now
03:55
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I trusted you just like the rising sun
The earth and stars held together as one
This spinning ball, this ground, well that's just a lie
And I, I
Didn't know then what I do
I do know now
These flames cascade, the sky is a boiling red
Waters are lappin' way over my head
I reach for you, silence is all around
And I, I
Didn't know then what I do
I do know now
And I, I
Didn't know then what I do
I do know now
I trusted you just like the rising sun
The earth and stars held together as one
This spinning ball, this ground, well that's just a lie
And I, I
Didn't know then what I do
I do know now
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Go to sleep, little Australia, go to sleep
Go to sleep, little Australia, go to sleep
Your government is rimming you from the rear, oh dear
So go to sleep, little Australia, go to sleep
In the new slavery
The new slavery
Plenty of toys
For all the girls and boys
In the new slavery
The new slavery
Plenty of toys
For all the girls and boys
Go to sleep, little Australia, go to sleep
Go to sleep, little Australia, go to sleep
Open your anus wide
And welcome little Johnny inside
Then go to sleep, little Australia, go to sleep
Go to sleep, little Australia, go to sleep
Open your anus wide
And welcome little Johnny inside
Then go to sleep, little Australia, go to sleep
Go to sleep, little Australia, go to sleep
All is well if you buy and sell
So go to sleep, little Australia, go to sleep
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One Spec Of Dust
01:57
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01:59
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18. |
Uncle Rupert
06:08
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