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To bring it home
you're the only one ever loved, honey.
And I don't ever wait.
Always comin' back in for more-
my lord- cause you were always there honey.
But I was far away
gettin' fucked up like a little blue sky
I know, my eye, twitch slow.
I didn't honey, oh honey.
And bring home
whatever's left of my money.
And all the thousand ways,
and all the promises
and oh never fulfilled and come outta oh sed'neh
babe un run to de old even one.
And I would never sit alone to be wrong, to be wrong.
I'd never seen no more to be wrong to be wrong
to be write it now, write it down.
Baby that it's right that I be I and you be you
lend me a song and I'll sing it back into the bowl,
you know,
that I could never be honey.
And I don't ever wait.
And comin' outta this oh,
I won't,
and this'll never be honey.
And hope I'm not too late,
cause I don't ever wanna run.
And you know it's not time to begin the begine.
"I was living in a wasteland"
I know.
"Dominated by these maniacs."
I know.
"I was almost killed a few times."
I- I know.
"There were six or seven cab drivers round about here."
You never know- I can't help it now,
and I never wanna go back there again.
Whenever I see your face, I always fall apart, and I always come-
there's somethin' wrong.
And I could smoke your ashes up.
73 78.
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Empire Dance
02:18
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When you live in an evil empire
that profits from war and disease,
and lockin' up innocent people,
and sellin' the future to greed,
all you do is
dance dance dance
dance through the streets.
Dance in between the riot police.
Dance with your mind and dance with your teeth,
dance for this Orwellian nightmare to cease.
Yeah just dance.
When you're libeled by paid liars,
and beaten up by the police,
just for bein' loud and honest,
well there is no way to cease,
all you do is
dance dance dance
dance through the streets.
Dance in between the riot police.
Dance with your mind and dance with your teeth,
dance for this Orwellian nightmare to cease.
Yeah just dance.
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I'm still in love with the love that I had.
oh did I do it wrong or was it done wrong to me?
I'm still in love with the love that I had.
No I don't miss ya babe, yeah I just miss the dream
and it was love, love, of such a reckless kind
like falling up, oh, until I could not sing
her name enough. oh and the halls were filled with
arrows stuck.
Oh can I have another.
Can I have another.
I'm still in love with the love that I had.
oh did I do it wrong or was it done wrong to me?
I'm still in love with the love that I had.
No I don't miss ya babe, yeah I just miss the dream
and it was love, love, of such a reckless kind
like falling up, oh, until I could not sing
her name enough. oh and the halls were filled with
arrows stuck.
Oh can I have another.
Can I have another.
oh my, oh my
eyes were so surprised I made a myth of her- love inferred-
I saw her in a dream I thought, another world, what a girl
to love me I don't think she knew how
oh and still the knife it twists again then and now
stones I'll eat like birds tryin' make my heart forget the words
I'm still in love with the love that I had.
oh did I do it wrong or was it done wrong to me?
I'm still in love with the love that I had.
No I don't miss ya babe, yeah I just miss the dream
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Love With Ideas
01:19
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I'm in love with ideas, that are inside my mind.
When the girls blink and see us- hope their smiles take their time.
I'm in love with ideas, like her eyes findin' mind, and a knowing that pleases, and our hands intertwined.
Oh and time please do free us,
from the dreams left behind.
How the gold was between us,
now I cry all the time.
I'm in love with ideas,
yeah they're runnin' me blind.
But when you smile so sweetly,
there's not much on my mind.
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When I try to work it out (I) get nowhere.
And that's exactly the problem we're facing when you open the door.
But don't you worry about that- no- anymore.
'Cause. 'Cause.
Is there life after marriage.
(if you wanted it to be simple then it wouldn't be)
Is there life before marriage.
It's all right if you do it when you know it then you know it 'cause you know
when you try to work it out (you) get nowhere.
When you try to work it out (you) get nowhere.
'Cause it's love.
And that's no...
Is there life after marriage.
Is there life before life.
Oh comin'.
Any any any any any...
Wanna call or have idea about anything that you could think about at all.
(dialogue)
I've got no illusions in this world.
I've got no illusions no.
Is there life after marriage.
Is there life before marriage.
What? Just don't ask me.
Baby I'm so sorry that everything was not like we thought it was when we wished about it was sittin' in the future 'cause I wanna be there when I wasn't there...
It's all right if you do it when you know it, that you know it, that you can't do it wrong.
You'll do fine whatever.
You'll do fine whatever you do.
Can't do it wrong.
Can't do no one wrong.
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Cyborgs
02:30
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And the cyborgs they will get you I don't think we even have a chance boys to survive.
Yes they said they like you,
but I don't think I'd try too hard.
I know we've been lied to,
and trust me that's just the start.
Oh sing it out my friendly pilgrims,
you never knew... no no no...
Oh my brothers!
Could you believe me?!
I got this feelin' I can never really seem to explain.
And the cyborgs they will kill you I don't think we're ever gonna win this stupid war.
Yes they did invite you,
and they told you you were smart.
That was to entice you,
so that they could eat your heart.
Oh sing it out my friendly pilgrims,
you never knew... no no no...
Oh my brothers!
Could you believe me?!
I got this feelin' I can never really seem to explain.
And the cyborgs.
Yes the cyborgs.
They want nothin' more
than your blood under their door.
Ooh unless I'm wrong.
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Palacio del Sol (pt 2)
05:06
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Rubber Band
03:39
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The Rilll (costa rica)
08:04
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Sociopath
04:30
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When I first saw you well my fever was a cold.
Your silhouette it turned oh how fond I did grow.
Oh what surprise to see you headin' girl
into my secret hid direction,
only yearn for your affection.
And as you came nearer to my romantic perch
I clenched my fists
in appreciation of your innocence
and stood up in the shadows
as you passed without even a glimpse
of everything that you and I could be together.
Oh sweet sorrow.
When I snuck into your house
I didn’t make a sound.
I hid your bloodstained dress
never to be found.
And as we relocated ourselves
into my secret lover’s hideaway,
inside a room inside a cave
with all the candles and
reflective surfaces I know you crave.
Oh fated beauty that you and I should be together
if only I could know any better.
I always loved you,
baby you and I were meant to be.
I always loved you,
oh but wouldn’t you just disagree.
All i wanna do is get to know you.
When you see the knife I’ll love you,
more than life I’ll love you.
Baby just one slice
or maybe two.
Oh that’s just a joke, I’m lyin.’
Oh come here you.
I always loved you,
baby you and I were meant to be.
I always loved you,
oh but wouldn’t you just disagree
All I wanna do is get to know you.
I’ll spill your blood
and kiss your wounded face.
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Palacio del Sol (pt 1)
06:33
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Revelation II
09:27
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Never
02:58
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(gibberish)
And then we go.
Some things they can make you so mad you wanna die.
You didn't know it but you couldn't answer why why why did this happen to me?
Never say never say never say (again)
never say never say never say.
(oh goodbye my love. oh hello my love.)
I don't want to begin anyone got a skin? If you wanna fit right in it's another sin. It's okay it's okay it's okay.
Never say never say never say (again)
never say never say never say.
(oh goodbye my love. oh hello my love.)
So some things they get outta your hands (wi)thout even tryin'. You wanna reason but you never got a why couldn't I see this comin' for me? I never ever had a chance you see.
Why why why why why did this happen to me?
I can't help you man.
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The Rilll (the damage)
01:34
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[language warning]
I would like to say
to whoever wrote the laws of physics and time
well you messed it.
You messed it up.
And I really had the best of
intentions for the longest time
but I hit a wall.
And it's not my fault.
'Ha ha ha whadayou doin' little boy?
Y'think you're hot stuff
but I got your number
and I know every thing you did.
So goodbye my-' / Well you messed it up
for the rest of us.
And you don't know what is the best for us.
Is this a- a surprise to us?
Ah fuck it,
never wanted to go to heaven anyways.
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Whose streets? Our streets. I'm on the ave. with the 99 behind me.
They up at the top of the building havin' a crime spree.
We pay checks from endin' up on the concrete.
You're not alone we fightin' to keep our homes while
Companies do us wrong through policy of a loan.
We in the war zone and they're buying predator drones
And want us to sit at home in awe watchin' the throne.
Politicians try to tell you what they ain't got,
The government and big banks in the same pot.
I guess it's all in how you view it like an ink blotch
Lean right or left we're still standin' in the same spot.
Broken economy but check the facts:
they knew it all along back at Goldman Sachs.
B of A took the money from the homes they jacked
And the one percent paid off of all of that.
Come on- brothers and sisters West to East
Don't let these corporate suit and ties disrespect the streets
Lets be more than outsiders with an angry speech
It's time to occupy, speak your peace, let's go!
The Everest casino, the biggest, the greatest
Fixed up in every way so the richest can take us
All the way to the bank and back up to congress
Then up to the white house and justice lodges.
It's the golden age of cash just ask the dodgers
No baseball money- first string accounts.
The new Olympic sport 'tax loophole slalom'-
Weavin' in and out of those wall street columns.
The new feudal lords blame us for the problem,
Well ya'll morally aligned with Smeagol Gollum.
If you could look at yourself through the 99's eyes
Would you cry, could you cry at your malice and lies?
Power, fame, money, one world religion.
Everybody disarm til you have a vision.
Brothers and sisters West to East,
Come on and bring peace to the streets.
Feudal lords, feudal lords, feudal lords, draw your swords.
Wachovia, Wachovia 320 billion
running like the mafia- Italians and Sicilians.
Laundered money for the cartels making killins'-
No really, no joke, literally a killin'.
Bank profits worth about the thousand times the
fine that the politicians billed em': United States of Crime.
Political distorted documented reports of of
funding Mexican gangs with guns right on the border.
Gimme more and more of disoriented vision.
The blood in the streets is the product of the system.
They privatize the prison to profit that's the mission.
The money from the poor feeds the one world religion.
It's clear they want you out in the cold and uneducated,
emasculated, it's time to make a statement.
Wall Street was gettin' over now it's time for payment.
It's time to occupy and pound the pavement.
Come on- brothers and sisters West to East
don't let these corporate suit and ties disrespect the streets
lets be more than outsiders with an angry speech
it's time to occupy, speak your peace, let's go!
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ttypes Grand Rapids, Michigan
ttypes is a midwest composer and anyone he's collaborating with. ttypes is native to Grand Rapids, Michigan. ttypes is multi-genre and is inspired by personal experience, myth, morality, science, fiction, non-fiction, and dreams.
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