1. |
Implant in My Brain
04:10
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Drops of water fall in my wine
I'm drinking out here in the rain
The Tombstone's cold and the stars are bright
But the booze don't hep with the pain
I've been having trouble with the Federal Police
They're trying to locate your exact location baby
Been denied permission to leave this old town
Let alone the constellation
Because they took you away babty on a magic flying ship
A million, billion, trillion miles away
And that's a long, long way to go
And that's a long, long way to go
That's a trillion, billion, million miles away!
Since you left me baby, I ain't been the same
Ever since they put that implant in my brain
Yeah it's in my brain, it's in my brain
Well they put that goddamn implant in my brain
I've been having trouble with the Federal Police
They're trying to locate your exact location baby
Been denied permission to leave this old town
Let alone the constellation
You best believe me baby I'd be on the next train
If one was leaving, from the station
But I've been having trouble, with the end of the line
Because you know the universe it's in inflating, baby!
Since you left me baby, I ain't been the same
Ever since they put that implant in my brain
Ow it's in my brain, yeah it's in my brain
Well they put that goddamn implant in my brain
Nothing's been the same
I ain't been the same
Since the put that implant in my brain
They put it in my brain
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2. |
Salty Water
03:09
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The wind it blows across the plain
There's something in my eyes again
If you go down to the sea
Bring back a bucket of salty water for me
If you go down to the sea
Bring back a bucket of salty water for me
I'll wash it down while I find the key
To something that rhymes with mystery
I got the salty water in my brain
Acid water in the rain
That washes down on you and me
We're the last two scraps of human mysery
If you go down to the sea
Bring back a bucket of salty water for me
I'll wash it down while I find the key
To something that rhymes with mystery
It's cold down here in my cave
There's nothing left but soul to save
And beware the crabs down by the sea
Their poison claws you know they bring disease
The wind it blows across the plain
There's something in my eyes again
The sight of clams down by the sea
Control your mind and then they ruin your dreams
If you go down to the sea
Bring back a bucket of salty water for me
I'll wash it down while I find the key
To something that rhymes with mystery
We could still get high
We could still get high
We could still get high
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3. |
Drunk on the Moon
02:49
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The year was 2052
I wish I could have rescued you
We ran along that coast in the morning
We played along that broken beach
We listen to that blind man preach
We should've listened to the warning
You're getting drunk
I'm getting drunk
All night long on the moon
The virus came from walrus meat
It helped the recent dead to cheat
The rot and stillness that came with the grave
When the dead began to walk around
I got the hell out of that town
and gathered all the liqour I could save
You're getting drunk
I'm getting drunk
I'm getting drunk
All night long on the moon
Mining that precious ore has got to be a deadly chore
On account of the vampires on the dark side of the moon|
I'm getting drunk
I'm getting drunk
I'm getting drunk
All night long on the moon
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She was married to the High Priest
He was a writer of science fiction
He made a lot more money
From his new-fangled religion
She met him in the forest
In the middle of a ceremony
Remembered what her mama told her
"Never spend your night time lonely"
He was married to the High Priestess
She was a critic of science fiction
He used to really love her
Now he's just sick of her bitching
He met her in the middle of the forest
In the middle of the ceremony
Remembered what his dada old him
"Be a man andpend your night time lonely"
(They were so lonely)
They took their baby to the altar beneath the pale moonlight
They took their baby to the altar beneath the pale moonlight
They took their baby to the altar beneath the pale moonlight
Their heads were filled with the planets
And they threw their child into the night
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5. |
Working in the Valley
03:51
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Strange kind of music in the air tonight
I took a pair of pliers to my teeth in the dying light
There's a monkey on my back drinking whiskey and rye
No water in the well but the river runs high
Got a head full of eels, they're turning around in my mind
I don't wanna work in the valley no more
I don't wanna work in the valley
Broken old hand been knocking at my door
Your rod and your staff don't comfort me no more
I'm sick to death of all the flesh parading on the TV
Turning my eyes away you know it's not that easy
The lion and the lamb laying down outside
Got a devil in my bed he wants to go for a ride
I'll cut off the hand that does offend me
I don't wanna work in the valley no more
I don't wanna work in the valley
Broken old hand been knocking at my door
Your rod and your staff don't comfort me no more
No more
No more
No more
No more
The people up there on the ridge they're dancing 'round the fire
My flesh in their bellies no they could not get much higher
There's a place in my mind that I don't wanna go
It's flapping round my skull like a starving crow
That's the rhyme and the reason for all my sins so low
I don't wanna work in the valley no more
I don't wanna work in the valley
Broken old hand been knocking at my door
Your rod and your staff don't comfort me no more
I don't wanna work in the valley no more
I don't wanna work in the valley
Broken old hand been knocking at my door
Your rod and your staff don't comfort me no more
No more
No more
No more
No more
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6. |
I Used to Have a Key
03:17
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I used to have a key, I could get in any time I liked
But you took it away
Now I'm sitting in the bottom of a barrel
Looking up at a sunnier day
You could have been a bit more sympathetic to my plight!
Now I'm stumbling through a sharp-edged Melbourne night
Got a bottle in my hand, cigarette in my mouth
I'll be staying on my worst friend's couch tonight
Oh no, oh no, oh no, and I'll be watching the wrestling all night long
Oh no, oh no, oh no, and I'll be watching the wrestling all night long
I used to dream for free, I could get it any time I liked
But you took it away
Now I'm walking through the valley of the shadow of death
I've got a mushroom cloud guiding my way
You could have been a bit more sympathetic to my plight!
Now I'm struggling with the urge to run or fight
Got a rifle in my hand, barrell in my mouth
I'll be staying on my worst friend's couch tonight
Oh no, oh no, oh no, and I'll be watching the wrestling all night long
Oh no, oh no, oh no, and I'll be watching the wrestling all night long
(And baby, I'm on the road, I'm on the road
And there's nothing that I can do
But while we're talking, I got something to say
I've got a little confessing to do...)
I mutilated all those cows
And the guy in the Bigfoot costume was me
I'm responsible for HIV, I'm responsible for HIV!
It was me who knocked those towers down
It was me sho lost what once was found
I was me who started World War II
Vietnam, Korea too!
It was me who nailed up Christ!
It was me who kept you up all night!
With my crying
My crying
My crying
My crying
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7. |
H.P. Lovecraft Blues
02:52
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In my nightmares baby, I've been falling from the sky
I pierced my hear on a mountain top
You know my tears have all run dry
You gotta raise up those Great Old Ones
I went on down to the end of town
I saw some things that were going down
They had their hooded robes and their steely knives
Tentacles were flailing, they were running for their lives!
They've gotta raise up those Great Old Ones
Well Cthulhu he been dreaming deep beneath the sea
Waiting on a telephone call from me
Well we're gonna be pals, we're gonna hang around
And if you fuck with me he'll put you in the ground
We're gonna raise up those Great Old Ones
We're gonna raise up, raise up, raise up the Great Old Ones!
We're gonna raise up, raise up, raise up the Great Old Ones!
We're gonna raise up, raise up, raise up the Great Old Ones!
When the stars are right, they leap from world to world
You better watch out, all you boys and girls
When they try to break through from the other side
Better grab your children now, run and hide
We're gonna raise up those Great Old Ones
They want the world back, you know they had it first
Stalking through the shadows of the universe
Hatching up some schemes, gonna make you pay
It's gonna happen soon now, any day
They're gonna raise up those Great Old Ones
We're gonna raise up, raise up, raise up the Great Old Ones!
We're gonna raise up, raise up, raise up the Great Old Ones!
We're gonna raise up, raise up, raise up the Great Old Ones!
We're gonna raise up, raise up, raise up the Great Old Ones!
We're gonna raise up, raise up, raise up the Great Old Ones!
We're gonna raise up, raise up, raise up the Great Old Ones!
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