1. |
old platoon
05:06
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can't fall in line
can't follow anyone
can't be another gun for the old platoon
so taste what they make
it tastes of the victims' blood
so i'll keep the cleaner tongue hidden in my room
i'm a mistake
i'm just like everyone
i sucked the loving blood from my mother's womb
so stop and relate
those aren't just target zones
those are some people's homes you turn into tombs
so clean up, clean up, clean up, clean up!!!!
just clean up, clean up, clean up, clean up !!!!!!!!
now i'm awake
and i can't kill anyone
can't be the coward gun for the old platoon
so fuck what they make!
it tastes of a power lust
so i'll keep the love and trust of my best friends' rooms
so clean up, clean up, clean up, clean up!!!!
just clean up, clean up, clean up, clean up!!!!!
so clean up, clean up, clean up, clean up!!!!!!!!!!
just clean up, clean up, clean up, clean up!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!
WOOOOOOO!!!!!!! etc.
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farmer
03:36
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dad was a farmer
he believed in the ground
he said "son, all that matters, has yet to be found, in the earth, in her dirt..."
LALAlalalalalLALALA
mom was a lover
of all that was sound
she said "son, sing forever, your beauty is bound to be heard by the birds, through your words, be absurd..."
lalalaLALALALALAlAAa!!!
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3. |
american home
07:49
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so we cam from nothin
turned it into somethin
where did we go wrong here?
what was i born into?
and all the while, my country smiles, they smile
the things they're in, it's all pretend, they smile
home, home american home
all the logic that built you is wrong
home, home, you failed as a home
now i don't know
i don't know where i belong...
the sovereign eyes were on me
they draw their lines upon me
like the priests that ran my hometown
they're the creatures runnin' this one
and all the while, my country smiles, they smile
the shit they're in, it's all pretend, they smile
home, home american home
all the lines that designed you are flawed
home, home, you failed as a home
now i don't know
i don't know where i belong...
"what is this... i don't know...
"yeah i did like try to get back up, but then i couldn't get back up...tortured souls... fuck it up, you know? gotta change things..."
"...have you ever listened to lorelai?"
"... i want to have sex with everything... this man runs outside at twilight and strikes a match on his chest and carves his initials in a tree.."
"...that's what learning is to me, when things don't make any sense..."
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