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Juggalo-500-Hours
02:58
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Three juggalos juggling a compass ask each other:
How the fuck does that work?
Well they’ve got a point you know, I can’t read maps on the go; I just get lost.
Three people have told me that it’s easy as heading east, but I’ll be fucked if I can find the sea or the sun through the smog of NYC.
What you need is not a compass but a better watch, to better watch what’s passing by
What you need is not longitude or latitude, but a better sense of time
A place is a moment in time.
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System Of A Downpayment
02:19
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A whole chorus of What do we wants & When do we want its
The crowd was angry & recruiting; I was attracted to the energy
They yell: More money! Now!
But someone’s gotta work if this thing's gonna work
Did you really think your schtick could stick if we’re all stuck in jobs we’re not cut out for? Would it really stick a spanner in the works if I worked at a job I’m cut out for?
We yell: More money! Now!
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Fidel CastrOtep
04:00
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The same events happen again
You’ve made your bed now tell lies in it
You’ve made mistakes, enemies, memories
It’s all in a haze
Finally Fidel fell while by chance you were in Cuba. You couldn’t call with Castro’s news from the old lobby computer because the WIFI’s patchy where you’ve gone, the signal isn’t strong as rum; they’ve banned the baseball, the stands are empty, you bought an icecream, watched the bullpen and an unprotected catcher when you couldn’t buy a shirt.
Who the fuck needs merch in Cuba?
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Since Tinkerbell left you have been misbehaving
Nicky had had enough, you finally caused him to cave in
Sasha
Still a pup but you’re a mum, you were too young to act so old
Wouldn’t do what you were told and now you live there
Sasha
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Centrelinkin Park
02:32
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What’s your home address? What kind of dwelling is it?
If I tell you mustn’t visit, I’ve got nothing to hide.
What’s your step mother’s income? Maiden Name? Home address – is it the same?
We’ve got nothing to hide.
I just want the fucking dole.
I just want the fucking dole.
They won’t hire me at Coles.
I just want the fucking dole.
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Love Is In The Area 7
02:25
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Since we broke my bed I break my back at night
None of this comes easy
I sleep on broken slats; this bed was hardly strong enough for one
None of this comes easy; I’ve worked too hard
You always had your own bed, somewhere to recover
I always did the calculations on why we would need two of them between us
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On a stationary bike, thighs burning, dinner’s burning too, smoke’s filling the room as you retrieve the broom, start waving it around, competing with the sound of alarm being raised by:
the fear & the drudgery
some fuckwit’s skulduggery
blaspheme & buggery
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Static X-Egesis
03:12
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I didn’t ask you but I know just how you are; you’re better than me, or at least so from afar.
A public documentation of all of your successes; I couldn’t hope to be a successor to the drone.
A public documentation of all that terrifies me; I shouldn’t hope to be all that there is inside me.
I’m at odds with who I am.
Hold my hand?
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