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So Dumb
02:45
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I don't care about the songs you wrote when you were twelve
or your foreign implants or your family's mental health
I don't care!
I don't care I don't care I don't care!
I don't care I don't care I don't care! (about sports)
I don't care (about art)
I don't care (about you)
I don't care I don't care I don't care! (about kids)
I don't care (about crime)
I don't care (about us)
I don't care I don't care I don't care!
I don't like all the words you're saying and I don't like your tone
I can smell your desperation so just leave me alone
I don't want you to feel my forehead and I don't need a ride
Ain't impressed by your misadventures so just go back inside
You're so dumb, you think that someday you will make it big
but all you do is sit at home and fluff your powdered wig
I don't care (about sports)
I don't care (about art)
I don't care (about you)
I don't care I don't care I don't care! (about kids)
I don't care (about crime)
I don't care (about us)
I don't care I don't care I don't care! (about clothes)
I don't care (about food)
I don't care (about wine)
I don't care (about shoes)
I don't care (about books)
I don't care (about blogs)
I don't care (about life)
I don't care I don't care I don't care!
I don't like all the words you're saying and I don't like your tone
I can smell your desperation so just leave me alone
I don't want you to feel my forehead and I don't need a ride
Ain't impressed by your misadventures so just go back inside
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2. |
She Don't Know Time
02:33
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She don't know time and she is just about to blow
and I wish she would tell me what she know
she has a way with her sun-powered life
but she'll turn a powder to a knife
If she snaps should be one hell of a show but we'll see
Light manifests in the weaving of her loom
then she shouts and I have to leave the room
I don't know 'bout her time nor 'bout when she leaves her nest
I'll be happy to give up on this test
In the end I can't say just what's for sure on her mind
Fault lines breaking open cut ties so thin
Oxide, subscribe to twin pines
Odd kind of boost as she legs it to the shore
the leaf-litterati do adore
In two years I'd be ten miles away but we'll see
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3. |
Creative Era
01:39
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I need some living proof
my mind flies through the roof vaguely searching
sideways lurching
I feel I'm breaking through so hard
I'm breaking through
always crashing
smashed rock buckling under [the weight]
The wait is through for inspiration
evermore there's no stagnation
the future is now
the creative era
The line is pushing through everybody in the queue to their power
now
The wait is through for inspiration
evermore there's no stagflation
the future is now
the creative era
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4. |
Shades of Green
02:10
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Another windy day and nothing more
there's a forest way beyond that door
and so it snows all night
just right till all's forlorn
Retire with me
let leeches bleed as the moonlight
trickles down the empty street
They ran away but no one knows
all their stories and their friends just froze
and yet again they'll try to find an alibi
Reaching down a well
past where the echoes dwell
it feels like something's wrong
but I can't change it
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5. |
Paint That Under
02:27
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Ideas flowing freely
with the outfit watching close
critical expression
most agree with most
Typical reaction
when they turned that hoss around
they can't hang it on the people, baby
so they gonna paint it brown
So beware
just don't stare when they come and
blank that wall
paint it under
blank that wall
paint it under
Are you quite prepared to move?
The ranks are swollen
Got a funny feeling we might win with an awful feeling I can't shake
I'm hiking up my boots
it's time to get rolling
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6. |
Direct to Tenement
02:44
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Not satisfied till I'm on the curb
spat in the face of the golden sun
defend what's to defend here (?)
My pack has fostered a pure malaise
my existence is the end of days
I feel like I'm gonna bust your fucking skull in
The office sits on the second floor
the footsteps clatter behind the door
no way to get on in here
then I feel the shock of the red cement
drive-by, shot down by the tenement
ray astray right away
it's your right-of-way
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7. |
Sheets to the Wind
03:48
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If you show me what you're hiding
I promise not to stare
look me in the eyes and
you'll know that I don't care
Open wide just for me
no one else will ever see
Now calm down, I won't touch you again
We can just pretend it's fine
Lock it up or let em loose
there's nothin in between
someone's gotta make it drink it
take it, sink it like a fuckin submarine
Now calm down, I won't touch you again
We can just pretend it's fine
fine...
I can't believe it
what a waste of talent
she can't control it
now she's lost her balance
fine...
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8. |
Runt
03:25
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It's not your fault, you know
this happens all the time
I need a drink or two (don't be so hard on yourself)
I'll sleep it off with you (you know I would never tell)
You don't have to run from everything if you don't want to anymore
Maybe then you'll see it's all been forgotten
Gettin out of town is just an excuse
Just another way to cut loose when it doesn't go away
Now settle down and take a deep breath
There you go, let's just relax and blow off a little steam
You don't have to run from everything if you don't want to anymore
Maybe then you'll see it's all been forgotten
Gettin out of town is just an excuse
Just another way to cut loose when it doesn't go away
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9. |
Unsettled
03:09
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Beached like a whale
and tan to the bone
tossed from a shell he hasn't outgrown
He used to have it all
she gave it away
he took a nasty fall
she turned out OK
Kicked to the curb
with rain beating down
lets all his debts keep him warm as he drowns
Well time leaves its scars
deeper and deeper
dust settles inside and we all get weaker
Oh oh oh oh...
He used to have it all
she gave it away
he took a nasty fall
she turned out OK
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10. |
Dept. of Phaging
04:23
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You're all in for quite a treat
though our work be incomplete
manifested through our jones
carbon footprint boots in tow
puttin' tea in the toilet
I'm just trying to make a living in this fucked up life
where the shadows mean more than the light that creates their rank
Cantankerous medicine avowed to slither
down your throat uncomfortably
and with panache
Soon you'll be better; the world will be better--soon enough
soon you'll have hobbies and interests and things
not the internet
You're gonna get it
Slivers of sunshine prick your fingers
locked in a house with no doors
and nobody inside
named for a town in the other old hole
where we came from
judging a taste that is mineral free
and made of corn
You're gonna get it
Feeding the vast vehicle of trance induction
with the biggest smile you ever did see
bigger even than little old me
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11. |
Basement Tracks
01:58
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Stuck in the wall
No one knows where
Feeling the heat
she hears them stare
"Come back" they yell.
"Go pet yourself"
All this time that hole was there
All these years that room was bare
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12. |
Matters of Time
02:46
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13. |
Albion Yor Team
01:48
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Surface tension holds us together
floating on a torn meniscus
We weather storms that leak into our dream
I'll be on your team
Working together into a future
that's muddled and unclean
I'll be on your team
I'll stay on your side
you are my point of pride
and I need you to help me
I wonder
can you help me?
Witness forever
rolling and sweeping
chip away when we fall behind
we make up words and think of what they mean
I'll be on your team
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14. |
You're Our Best Customer
00:56
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You're our best customer
because you play our game
sign up for promotions
give us everything in your name
You're our best customer
with your new account
we will watch your every move
to tell you what you really want
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Bricklayers Foundation Chicago, Illinois
Starting in 2003 as a high school home recording project in Boston, Adam Cohen-Leadholm and Ross Howard reunited in 2009 in Chicago to again carry the flame for weirdo art pop everywhere. The 'Layers have a knack for unexpected melodies/chords and satisfying pop songs couched in shifting atmospheres. ... more
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