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Black Dagger
04:00
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BLACK DAGGER
Hey, why you got a black dagger in your hand?
Hey, why you got a black dagger in your hand?
Yeah alright, it’s a lot
What’s your name, I forgot?
I’m just trying to keep it even, try to keep it even with me
Hey, I heard you had a bad motor in your head
Hey, why’d you let that slick fella in your bed?
Now you’re gone with a bang
And your jet-setter slang
Can you come up with a reason not to see the devil in me?
I know I can’t keep explaining the knife buried in your back shoulder
I know it’s only a matter of time before we’re just bored and older
I’ve tried and tried to keep it inside even as the crush gets colder
I know I can’t keep explaining the knife buried in your back shoulder
Hey why you got a black dagger in your hand
Hey why you got a black dagger in your hand
You got time for a smoke?
What a drag, what a joke
You’re just trying to find a reason, trying to find a reason to leave
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2. |
Capital F
03:06
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I said I’m gonna hit the jukes
I’m tryin’ to keep it on the level
If I was putting up my dukes It’s only ‘cause I met the devil
There but for the grace of god
I escaped the life I chased down
Between the looser screws
It’s pretty cool you kept me around
I came in like a cannonball
So unaware what I was facing
I hid behind the plastic shades
So no one knew that I was wasted
Gathered in the turbulence
I could love you from the waist down
And gain your confidence
So you’d be ready for the let down
Gimme that capital F and capital U and capital N
You know what to do
And in case you wanna argue
It’s capital F and capital U
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3. |
So Dumb
03:06
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Misery, misery, misery
Am I singing it with feeling?
Cause I don’t need anyone to take me home
Just keep ‘em comin’ tonite, I’m tossin’ turnin’ alright
What are we thinkin’?
It’s gravity in a pattern on the ceiling
Is it really time to talk about the end?
Are we never gonna shake these sheets again?
And it’s just so dumb, this feeling that we’re spun around and getting nowhere
Cause we’re still so young to feel like this is all about to end
And you’re just so wrong if you think that I’m doubled over somewhere out there
I won’t break your beating heart again
I won’t break your beating heart again
Bury me with a tonic and a spirit ‘
Cause I don’t need anyone to take me home
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Livin' in a city where the sun never sets
Got a jacket as a pillow and a stack of cassettes
And I’m under the fistuca
In the bore of the bazooka, gettin’ run
Step into the party and I'm swimmin’ in smoke
There's a local heavy metal singer lookin’ for coke
And he’s ready little kitten
He’s surprised to see ya sittin’ all alone
I can’t get down without you
There’s just something about that kung fu
You've seen the highs
If you still wanna ride through the lows
Put your parachute on
Put your parachute on
I’m a new machine and I don’t care who you are
Get your sixty selling loosies from the trunk of your car
Baby you don’t need repeatin’, you can get it if you’re needin’
On and on
Tell me what you want, you need a kick stand
Hummin’ in the gun, you call it quicksand
On a marathon, rolling a cigarette
Little letter red, it ain’t confusin’
Better to be dead, you’re so seducin’ so
Tell me what ya said, tell me what ya said
I’ve been drunk in bed tryin’ ever to capture you
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5. |
Penny Ante Avenue
03:43
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Mister Oblivious, I'm sorry when I say
The company you keep, is keeping you in disarray
Being alone is scary, but she’s just so ordinary
Every little move sucks the air out of the room
So I hate to say it but your lady is a snake
And through my veins I feel the weight of all her venom
I think she'd make a lovely pair of boots
When she gets gone, you'll have every little thing you want
You can do everything you want to do
You won't ever have to hear her talk
And you'll never miss this feeling
Never miss this feeling
Listen to me, grab your jacket and leave
Get in the car and turn the radio on
Listen to me, grab your jacket and leave
Get in the car and turn the radio on
Cause you'll never miss this feeling
Never miss this feeling
Tonight we're gonna light up this whole town
So turn your bottle goddamn upside-down
We're spreadin’ like confetti in the streets
And everybody knows which way to be
I know it feels like she's get her claws into you
But it'll get better when you let her slip away
Down Penny Ante Avenue
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6. |
Slippery Slope
03:13
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This pair of bloody knuckles made the 7:30 news
Despite repeated warnings on suburban avenues
And all of this to say that my dismay was complicated by the lack of all remorse
We beat the deadest horse
All this talk about a rattling grave
What's that say about the way we behave?
When we go headfirst down the slippery slope
We say we'll stop but we know that we won’t
We go headfirst down the slippery slope
The crowd has gathered round and now they’re tying off the rope
Reality’s the memories are never yours to keep
And if you’re really lucky they’ll just take em in your sleep
And why’s it seem like nothing’s ever normal ‘less I see it through a pair a blurry eyes
Designing my disguise
I can take it, it’s fine, I can stop on a dime, I can quit when
I want I just wanna get right, get it every nite, get whatever I want
Gotta get with everyone
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7. |
Terribly Terrible Air
02:27
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Tryin’ and tryin’ and tryin’ to trace it from Voltaire back to Vonnegut
As our shadows merge sideways to silhouettes
It's as satisfying as cigarettes as the ambulance carried you through
You gave it your big heart, such a brave girl
What a terrible burden to bear
So I'm sorry to leave but I simply can't breathe in this terribly terrible air
All the strangers passing through
Lubricating stiffened moves
They've rehearsed it all before
So what's there to talk about?
And why oh why oh why
Can't we just speed by flashing yellow lights
Stretch our dirty hands, fingering the sky?
When we've prepared ourselves for an afterlife
I presume will just disappoint too
All of the sequin shines, coca cola lines
It's a tired and torrid affair
So I’m sorry to leave but I simply can't breathe in this terribly terrible air
Can't we drink cheap wine out of paper cups?
Let our lips stain, let our hearts erupt
Cause when the whole wide world is blowin’ up
I'll just duck and cover with you
What could I do? I knew I needed you and you knew I knew it too
So I'm sorry to leave but I simply can't breathe in this terribly terrible air
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8. |
Sad Style
02:45
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She could be the one who wraps her arms around you
Always in a rush, don't ever have the time
She would be the one to penetrate the whole room
Never has a free hand, never pays the tab
Always gonna run, always gonna run
Gonna run away from me
She's been in the sun drinkin’ coke and rum
Talkin’ about anarchy
And nobody nobody loves her in the daytime
Nobody sees her when the sun shines
“She's all alone.” they’ll say, “And that's how she's gonna stay.”
See her at the bar like she could be there all night
She don't have a care right, she don't have a job
Everybody see her, love her and then leave her
Someone else'll feel her, come give her a ride
Nobody nobody’s diggin’ on her sad style
Nobody’s fallin’ for that drunk smile
This little dynamite, it’s like this every night
That black mascara survives all the distress of a perilous night
Alone as she heaves, alone as she sighs
All the distress of a perilous night
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9. |
Physical Release
03:13
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You wanna run along
You gotta get away
You wanna make ‘em miss ya
And I really hate to say it
But nobody’s tunin’ in
Nobody’s turnin’ on
Nobody’s gonna care about whatever did ya wrong
Look at you, look at you, look at you
Gettin' off so easy on whatever avenue but
It’s what you do, what you do, what you do
The pressure starts to tear you apart
You start to feel it don’t ya?
It started with an itch, the itch becomes a rush
I’ll tell you ‘bout life on the radio
It’s just a little kiss, but don’t call it a crush
I’ll tell you ‘bout life on the radio
I ain’t no juvenile, I fall apart in style
They say I’m losin' my mind
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10. |
Easier Than Ever
03:25
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I remember like a hundred million reasons why ya
Thought it better to be dead than to be cool
Now we’re neither, ever older like the changing colors
Thanks a million little chameleon
This’ll send me on a bender
Say whatever you should say to people turning every single screw
I should probably throw my phone into the ocean ‘fore I
Say another word to you
‘Cause baby I’m easier than ever
I had a hairpin trigger now I’m real laid back
So if we can’t get back together
That’s not a problem
Every now and then I get a little sentimental I’m in the liquor store and thinkin’ about you
I’m so pitiful and cynical and temperamental
There’s no keepin’ up with you
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11. |
Mutations
02:46
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Mutations, crawlin’ up all over me
Mutations, stirrin’ me around and around, oh yeah
You were nine to five
Stuck in overdrive
Combin’ over my bad reputation
You tried to say that it was all in my head, and you said
“You can always ride shotgun all the time.
We could even get down at the station”
We never even made it back to the bed
Right now the monster’s feeding
Right now my heart’s not beating
Oh god, well there we go again
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