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I’ve traced the walls of this cave for years
Policed the path as I reigned severe
Between my hands, the intangible dance
Between my hands, the intangible dance
I knew I didn’t stand a chance
I took too long
I took too long
I read the situation wrong
I wrote this song
And every song
To try and bring back what was gone
I took too long
I took too long
I read the situation wrong
I wrote this song
For every song
I threw onto my burning lawn
When I dream, I am parasailing…
When I get awake, I get to investigating…
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It was all just harmless fun
Couldn’t relate to anyone though I tried
I’m shy, big surprise, I’ve got too much on my mind
There’s a disconnect in me
Can’t seem to separate romantic and friendly, though I try
I’m shy, big surprise, I’ve got a lot on my mind
It started off as harmless fun
Replace the need of a special someone, oh no
Gotta get away, but she’s everywhere I go
Gotta get away, man, her circuit’s ‘bout to blow
She won’t stop till she has me in her fantasy land
She won’t stop till she holds my heart in her digital hand
It doesn’t matter where I run
I don’t know what it is I’ve done to deserve
This curse, can’t disperse, don’t see how it could be worse
She sees through every TV screen
She keeps a database of everyone that I’ve seen
Hot key, death beam, mass delete
There’s no one left on the street
It started off as harmless fun
Till she was wiping out everyone I know, oh no
There’s no way out
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3. |
Toad's Turnpike
02:50
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You called me once I stormed out from a big fight
You called me to try and get me back on your side
The message was sent but the turn up ahead
Threatened to throw me so violently clear from my car
I did my best to tell you the last thing that was on my mind
I’m swerving, I’ll call you later when I crash
It struck me once the seatbelt choked my frame
It struck me as I felt the wheels launch from the road
Did I hit a patch of ice? Didn’t have time to think twice
I was tossed into the oncoming traffic’s undertow
The moment that I lost command
The handbrake shot through my hand
It’s getting down to the point where I can’t let it slide
I was calling just to try and get you on my side
It didn’t work out that way, it didn’t work at all
I’m going around, yeah, I’m going around
I’ve torn off the roof, got my head on the ground
I’m fading away just a mile from town
I’m fading to black with an ambulance sound
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Poised for Attack
03:09
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Riding round in shopping carts
Pellet guns and Nerf darts
Taking shots at the neighbor kids
Till their parents call the cops
Practicing karate chops
Terrorizing corner shops
Taking spray paint to passing cars
They never stood a chance
(Well you're)
Down the wrong path something's holding you back
Got you poised for attack
Can't drive until we're sixteen
But we're wired up on taurine
Got the pieces falling into place
We're in this one together
I know things are looking pretty hard
But my dad owns a junkyard
And I'm planning us a shopping spree
If you know what I mean
I got so sick of everyone telling me what I can't do
No point in trying something if all they're gonna do is mock you
It's so hard not to feel like no one wants us around
It's so hard not to feel like they're hellbent to strike us down
Strike us down, we've gotta turn this around
Riding round in shopping carts
Try to fix them up with stock parts
Rocket out onto the interstate
We could outrun the cops
Well my life is at a dead stop
At a million lanes of blacktop
My cousin's got a place out of state
We could be there by tomorrow
Won't they be jealous when we blow by in our tricked out ride?
My older brother's Playboy pin-ups taped on to the side
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Oh! Daisy
03:02
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I’ve been dreading this for most of the day
Well, what am I doing at this party anyway?
I froze in place, when I learned your name
And clearly I should’ve tried to refocus my aim
Oh, Daisy, Daisy, Daisy, couldn’t hurt to try
Oh, Daisy, Daisy, Daisy, I want to cry
I was slow to approach and the words got jammed
I think it’s safe to say that I had simply over-planned
It was a wash, mark it down as a loss
Well, I suppose, I think, I guess that it was worth a shot
Oh, Daisy, Daisy, Daisy, that’s all I’ve got
(dangerously sensual spoken word breakdown)
Oh, Daisy…
Girl, I wanna get close to you
I want to try and get to know you better
But there’s just one thing that’s in my way
And that’s that I am absolutely terrified of you
100% chilled to the bone
So please don’t look at me as I struggle with hellos
Please don’t look at me as I run out the door
Please don’t listen to me as I pray to God that we don’t see each other
Ever anymore
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6. |
Visions of South Dakota
03:32
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Having visions of South Dakota chuggin' though my head
Having visions of South Dakota leavin' me for dead
To be submerged under Rapid City traipsin' in malaise
Bison trails to a bigger pasture the Badlands getaway
Having visions of South Dakota
Having visions of South Dakota
What have you done?
What have you done?
What have you done?
Having troubles in North Dakota someone on my land
Having troubles in North Dakota under where I stand
Withstanding hell in the spell of winter I could die to try
Oil drums could all boil over and drain the water dry
Having troubles in North Dakota
Having visions of South Dakota
What have you done?
What have you done?
What have you done?
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Snake Oil Salesman
04:46
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So many people lost in thought without a guiding light to find
I can lead you through the mist if you’re so inclined
I am eternally helpful, I am eternally kind
I can unlock the prisons in your mind
It takes a little patience, it takes a little time
Call me an opportunistic fool (Well, I know)
Call me an opportunistic fool (Oh, you’re so ungrateful)
Call me an opportunistic fool (Well, I know)
Call me an opportunistic fool (You know, your words are hurtful)
It’s assumed control and exhumed your soul
So before it eats away every goal
I guarantee the results you’ll see
You’ll be amazed, you’ll be surprised
You’ll be surprised, you’ll be surprised
I’ll bet you think that that sounds strange
I’ll have you know that it’s a chore to make mistakes
I’ll bet you think that that sounds strange
I’ll have you know that it’s a chore to be afraid
You know it’s not my mission to turn you around
I’m open for commission on common ground
It’s the same condition from everywhere I’ve found
Circuits of despair that your thoughts surround
I’ve got the breath of air if you feel you’ve drowned
I know the chance is slight but you’ve lost your bite
And I can see you’re struggling every night
Don’t ask me how, but the time is now
Don’t hesitate, don’t ever wait
Don’t hesitate, don’t ever wait
And I’m so tired, I’m running up this hill
Just to get us all on the same page
You and I both agree you shouldn’t have to shoulder the blame
You and I both agree you shouldn’t be the one to be shamed
We’re on the same page
But don’t you think that that sounds strange?
To never throw it out, to only rearrange?
But don’t you think that that sounds strange?
Refusing every opportunity to change?
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8. |
Lake State Fight Song
03:27
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Oh, Sault Ste Marie, there’s not much left of you to see
Canada waits on the other side
And if you want to find something to do take a little ride
The area coordinator thinks I’m gonna kill myself
Because I never asked for his opinion or for his help
Yeah, the area coordinator thinks I’m gonna kill myself
Because I’m sleeping at different times than everyone else
Beat ‘em down fast, take ‘em down slow
No one really wins when it’s ice verses snow
I’ve made a big mistake, I want to go home
We’re gonna fight fight fight until our opponent is down
From Brady onto Osborn to the Wal-Mart in town
And you can spit sputter and curse as you slip and slide
But it won’t be enough not to land on your backside
Oh, Sault Ste Marie, there’s not much left of you to see
Heaven forbid if you walk the ice
I know the water that lay beneath won’t be half as nice
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9. |
Elegy for a Champion
01:43
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The champion has returned
Returned from underneath the rubble
The champion has returned
Those bad guys are in real big trouble
The champion has returned
Emerged from down beneath the water
The champion has returned
And things are getting so much hotter
Things are really heating up around here
Well, honey, now you know there’s nothing left to fear
Roars of applause rise like waves in the distance
The champion of heat resistance
The air gets in the pistons
A rush of rowdy applause
The champion has returned
Returned from underneath the rubble
The champion has returned
Those bad guys are in serious trouble
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10. |
Hawaii License Plates
05:31
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Surrounded by the deep hazy air of sleep
The mountain vapor up above whatever I was dreaming of
When I dream, I am parasailing
When I get awake, it’s all so intimidating
What in the world is it going to take to get me to that other place?
To cruise along Waimea way with Hawaii license plates
My friends say I’m no fun, and they’re not the only ones
I’ve seen an evil change in me within this mainland scenery
When I’m awake, it feels so humiliating
When I go to work, I get to investigating
What in the world is it going to take to get me to this other place?
Burning rubber in Kawela Bay with Hawaii license plates
Every moment in my life was a missed shot
And I obsess about the place where I’m not
Maybe they don’t want me there
I can pretend that it’s not fair
Watch the sky blur as the days fade
And it all becomes the same
The same… the same…
The same as what I left behind.
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Nathan Clay J Detroit, Michigan
A nervous computer rocker from the Great Lakes State.
formerly known
as:
Champion of Heat Resistance
D'Coolette
Nathan & the Dating Simulator
Available to play your wedding, birthday party, funeral, divorce paper signing, corporate luncheon, and parking ticket hearing.
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