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Power Pose
03:12
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There’s nothing we can’t throw away
nothing we can’t throw away
nothing we can’t throw away
We can shrug with the best of them
another empire tumbling down
is it in your head?
or whatever it is you tell yourself
this power pose
regrettable
weary to the bones
we shrug with the best of them
the rest of them
All of these monstrosities
All of these bourgeoisie
There’s nothing we can’t throw away
nothing we can’t throw away
nothing we can’t throw away
Sitting in an empty room
staring at an empty moon
living on petty cash
getting by on cheap romance
living on chevaline
pride & poverty
and no one speaks
we shrug with the best of them
with the rest of them
Between it all, it all goes wrong
boy meets girl and falls apart
There’s nothing we can’t throw away
nothing we can’t throw away
nothing we can’t throw away
Covered in pixie dust
we were pixies once
All of these mythologies
All of these fake monstrosities
between it all, it all goes wrong
and falls apart and bless my soul
There’s nothing we can’t throw away
nothing we can’t throw away
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Shooting Sparrows
03:16
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we do what we can
we do what we must
so many wars that need waging
throw me a line
or leave me to rust
so many times I needed saving
grab your leather jacket
and your roller skates
we’re gonna hit the town like a hurricane
we do what we can
we do what we must
can you be the one
to draw me into love?
Just like bows & arrows
shooting sparrows
bows & arrows
shooting sparrows
turn me aside
face to the wall
all in all
it turns to nothing
add everything
and everyone
and we’re still short but just
grab your leather jacket
then we go to the bank
you know you clean me out like the Kelley gang
we do what we can
we do what we must
can you be the one
to set my sights on love?
Just like bows & arrows
shooting sparrows
bows & arrows
shooting sparrows
kiss me gently
and do it again
now and then we believe.
I believe.
can you be the one
to draw me into love?
Just like bows & arrows
shooting sparrows
bows & arrows
shooting sparrows.
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3. |
Back To Front
02:39
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putting it back together
back to front
it won’t feel the same as before but it’s close enough
adding up the concussions
one by one
how many fingers am I holding up?
the things we say we rearrange them
the things we’d change if we change them
assessing the damage
blow by blow
it won’t look the same as before but we’re wearing make-up
sound the surrender
note by note
hey….
we explain and rearrange them
the things we’d change if we could change them
back to front
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Nobody pays, nobody minds
Everyone’s game every once in a while
You radium girls, that’s quite a smile
Nobody came, and nobody tried
I gave you my heart and you gave me the boot
I get a kick out of being kicked around by you
I get a kick out of being kicked around by you
What would you trade to taste it all?
We got a day to waste and a bottle of panadol
What you pay for some piece of mind?
Nobody came, and nobody smiles
I gave you my heart and you gave me the boot
I get a kick out of being kicked around by you
I get a kick out of being kicked around by you
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Cargo Cults
02:51
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Trying to care but you can’t in the least
trying to care but you can’t make believe
I don’t mind so much, the landing’s always rough
all the good things will be the death of me
Bring me the bad news with a cup of tea
the time has come to walk this plank
at the end of it all, what have we lost?
our marbles, the money, the plot.
Cargo Cults
Cargo Cults
Cargo Cults
Cargo Cults
I don’t mind so much, I don’t mind enough
I don’t mind so much, the end is always rough
I don’t mind so much, I don’t mind enough
I don’t mind so much, the end is always rough
Cargo Cults
Cargo Cults
Cargo Cults
Cargo Cults
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6. |
Yada Yada Yada
03:15
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Get familiar with the wreckage
and the litter underneath
like the dust in these pages
and the old leaves we’ve pressed
yada yada yada yada yada yada yada
that’s all we know
yada yada yada yada yada yada yada
that’s how it goes
I can’t keep up with it
it’s tearing me to bits
It’s the taste of catastrophe
in the details and fine print
take that chip off your shoulder, girl
and strike down the world with it
I want more than memories
and valium
as the world blurs
as the world
yada yada yada yada yada yada yada
that’s all we know
yada yada yada yada yada yada yada
that’s how it goes
I can’t keep up with it
it’s tearing me to bits
it’s a race against time
we’re in a race against time
it’s a race against time
it’s a race against time
Give me just a minute to revisit what we’ve left behind
and all you beggar boys with your hands out
we see you roll your eyes
these haunted looks again
and talking with a limp
mumbling with our feet
shell shocked and spitting broken teeth
yada yada yada yada yada yada yada
that’s all we know
yada yada yada yada yada yada yada
that’s how it goes
yada yada yada yada yada yada yada
yada yada yada yada yada yada yada
yada yada yada yada yada yada yada
that’s all we know
I can’t keep up with it
it’s tearing me to bits
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7. |
Slowly, To The End
03:24
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I’ve been awake 10 minutes, already lost my breath
Can’t say I’ll be sorry when it’s gone for good.
Always by my side, though our skin no longer meets
Walking with me slowly and I never want to leave.
Midnight entertainment is never far from reach.
It knows just what you want, beggars stealing each from each
By the time that I remember to remind myself to stop,
I’ve forgotten what it is I’m not supposed to love.
Don’t tell me who I am, let me pretend I’m who I was
I’m not certain I can stand the person I’ve become
Midnight entertainment is never far from reach.
It knows just what you want, beggars stealing each from each
I’ve been awake 10 minutes, already lost my breath
Walking with me slowly. Slowly, to the end.
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