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Mission Breakdown
03:22
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Young Dread 6th & Mission
steadies his head for another weekend,
family of 5 ducks by on vacation,
search the application for a safe location.
Wheelchair Jim to noone in particular,
“Anyone wanna buy a nice fake leather?”
Johnny V hoses down the showdown says,
“Looks like earthquake weather …”
The Love and the Fight
The Fire and the Light
Life on all sides … Mission Breakdown.
Hope eternal in the shadow of the Twitter sign,
Prosperity gospel all the way to the bread line,
Celebrity weekend at the startup engine,
methadone clinic slash soup kitchen.
Looking pretty hip 16th & Valencia,
on your first trip out to California,
on an air conditioned bus the size of Arizona,
escorted by an unmarked Crown Victoria.
The Love and the Fight
The Fire and the Light
Life on all sides … Mission Breakdown.
15 years its a split decision,
tell my friends I’m leaving the Mission,
pack your trash your google glass and your creepy vacant stare.
if you’re coming to San Francisco, Baby,
don’t put no flowers in your hair,
just stay the way you are, Baby,
everyone’s from somewhere …
The Love and the Fight
The Fire and the Light
Life on all sides … Mission Breakdown.
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El Dorado
02:52
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Semi-modern stay in bed
Payments are covered the babies are fed
Up in the heavens assemble the innocent
and sing the praises of unwanted men
Who came to El Dorado
with razor blade plans,
Who came to El Dorado,
and will never be the same again.
Silicon Valley pastures of plenty
payments are many in the promised land
up a spiral staircase their counting the money
saying “Thank you kindly, you can keep the pen.”
I came to El Dorado
with razor blade plans,
I came to El Dorado,
I’ll never be the same again.
I caught the last train to San Francisco,
Shot through the rain and I prayed on that engine,
traded my last piece of gold for some catalogue clothes,
I plan on leaving but I don’t know when …
I came to El Dorado
to pitch in my hand,
I came to El Dorado,
I’ll never be the same again
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Tell your friends the killin’ days are over,
There’s nothing left to defend,
All your friends are welcome to come over
as soon as this thing ends.
Calling all runaways, cast offs and throwaways,
washed up on the shore,
Crawling on all fours back from the war.
Well, My Friend, are you in? Are you ready to begin?
Are we just wasting time?
All my friends are hopeless sinners, habitual beginners,
and we’re just in our prime.
Are you hip to the sound? Are you heads up to the underground?
Are you looking to be born?
I miss you because yr human, because yr warm,
how ‘bout a kiss on the lips for old times?
I miss you because yr human, because yr warm,
how ‘bout a kiss on the lips for old times?
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Famous DJ
03:18
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I was a famous DJ
I was a famous DJ
They paid me to play my favorite songs,
They handled the visas and everything,
I was a famous DJ.
I was an ambulance driver
I was an ambulance driver
The automated vans took it out of my hands,
They take care of everything,
And that’s how I became a DJ.
I was a low budget movie
I was a low budget movie
I was there at the end the day that MGM
became a data storage center,
Now everyone’s a movie ...
... everyone's a movie ..................
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Live Forever
03:30
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I saw the best minds of my generation face down in a little screen
seeking some kind of vision, validation of a dream.
This is the hour. This is the age.
We’ve got the power! We live forever!
It’s like I’m back in high school, it’s like I’m always stuck at work,
It’s like I’m suddenly famous, with all the hassle and none of the perks,
I’d like to to write an anthem if I had the attention span,
I’d like to bring it over to ya baby… put it in the palm of yr hand.
This is the hour. This is the age.
We live forever!
It pays to be positive … have some nice things to say,
If yr not information yr just in the way,
Live forever … WHY NOT???!!!
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Technicolor Wood
03:13
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If I could live in a technicolor wood,
don’t you think I would, if I only could?
If I could live in a technicolor wood,
if I only could, don’t you think I would?
I would build us a home
more beautiful than Paris or Rome;
They say it’s impossible to do,
I say, “Tell it to the man on the moon.”
If I could age like album cover art,
I’d sing “How Great Thou Art”
and take it to the top of the charts!
And you could use all the colors of the fall,
fallen leaves and all the curtains on Carnegie Hall …
Lacquered gold and blue,
grocery bags and glue;
They say it’s impossible to do,
I say, “Tell it to the man on the moon.”
Never hear a word that they say;
Who are they anyway?
You’ve got smarts and you’ve got a good heart
and I’m glad you’re with me in this world,
I aint foolin,
I’m glad you’re with me in this world.
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I won’t tell you that I told you,
It wouldn’t ring true to my ear;
Just don’t bring the mail in,
Darling, for the rest of the year.
Let it pile up like a mountain,
a great big nothing to the sky,
and if I amount to something,
Darling, don’t ask me why.
What’ll we tell the children?
Tell ‘em that it’ll be fun,
Tell ‘em they’re the next great generation.
What’ll we tell the children?
You’re the greatest thing that’s ever been done
... the greatest thing that’s ever been done.
Sometimes a great notion,
something new under the sun,
what kind of life we make together,
Darling, we’ll make it on the run.
What’ll we tell the children?
Tell ‘em that it’ll be fun,
Tell ‘em they’re the next great generation.
What’ll we tell the children?
You’re the greatest thing that’s ever been done
... the greatest thing that’s ever been done.
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Pretty Boy
02:43
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I just got out last November,
I don’t know why the caged bird sings,
Not a visit, not even a letter,
No word what you did with my things --
I did 5 of good behavior,
I never did one thing wrong,
Aint your Pretty Boy more,
I’m gone.
Don’t need a six gun,
no written permission,
a woman does just what she pleases.
A little lock of hair,
A little knowing glances,
It’ll tear your world into peaces.
I did 5 of good behavior,
You know I never did one thing wrong,
Aint your Pretty Boy no more,
The Pretty Boy is gone.
There’s a fire in the canebreak
and I ain’t gonna hang around,
aint your Pretty Boy no more,
I’m gone.
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Now That I'm Everywhere
04:34
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Now that I'm everywhere, I have nowhere to go.
I've seen all the important people, I know all there is to know.
I make it all look so simple, as if I do it all an my own,
I pick it right out of the air, now that I'm everywhere.
Now that I have everything, I keep a little bit in my pocket.
Baby, you can hear it ring, it's useless to try and stop it.
But we were just getting started and it was just getting good,
I'm sorry, I swear, now that I'm everywhere.
Baby should I send for you? Won't you leave a little light on?
I know a spot with a decent jukebox, we'll sip sangria 'til dawn.
Put your arm around my waist, hold me so tight I think might break.
It might take a little longer … who cares how long it takes?
We'll go everywhere.
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Oh no, here we go again,
Oh no, let the hate in,
it’s in the air,
it’s high and low,
it’s everywhere I go,
Oh no, let the hate in.
I’m sick and I’m tired
of all the extreme forces in this life,
surrounding us, closing in,
waiting on us to cave in,
I won’t let the hate in,
I won’t let the hate in,
I won’t let the hate in,
I won’t let the hate in.
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The Truth
03:27
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When I was a young man, I played it cool,
hanging back on my heels,
never saying how I feel.
Hang back assess the situation,
I took myself out of the equation,
it’s a get by situation, but it aint real.
Just a little piece of me survived,
made it ‘cross the great divide,
If I sound a little sanctified,
It’s ‘cos I’ve got you by my side,
And that’s the truth.
I tell my baby the truth,
that I’m vulnerable and I need her love,
I tell my baby the truth.
Not too many roots on this tree;
It’s a guessing game how they made me,
No man to man talks, ‘less it’s on the rocks,
just a boombox and some 45s,
I made a little life that way,
a little Dylan, a little Marvin Gaye,
what’s underneath a little hard to say, but I survived.
I made it ‘cross the great divide,
If I sound a little sanctified,
there’s only one reason why,
‘cause I got you by my side,
And that’s the truth.
I tell my baby the truth,
that I’m vulnerable and I need her love,
I tell my baby the truth.
I tell my baby the truth,
she met me half way and now it’s alright,
I tell my baby the truth.
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freshly numb
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footloose & fancy free
I got the moon to marry me
I fucked up & I'll do it again
I'm not a monk
I'm not your friend/
when the mainframes crashed
and the towers came down
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