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Basement
02:53
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Let’s live in the basement
Avoid autocratic algorithmic hatred
Wasting all our energy
Put us out our misery
Let’s face it
Will we survive
I don’t think so
We’ve done a number on our home
Our time has come
Fuckers building hell-knows-what
And everybody’s racing off this wasteland
Zapping us with advertising
Satellites in traffic
There’s no space man
Will we survive
I don’t think so
We’ve done a number on our home
Our time has come
Will we survive
I don’t think so
We’ve done a number on our home
Our time has come
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Tidal Waves
02:06
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I’ll be honest
I don’t wanna leave my house
Nothing personal but
I ain’t coming around
Politics and tidal waves are freaking me out
Fuck if I’m the only one who figured it out
You ain’t so damn cool
I ain’t so damn cool
I don’t wanna leave my fucking house
I don’t wanna leave my fucking house
Nothing personal
I ain’t coming around
‘Cause I don’t wanna leave my fucking house
I ain’t that damn cool
You ain’t so damn cool
I don’t wanna leave my fucking house
Nothing personal
I ain’t coming around
I don’t wanna leave my fucking house
I don’t wanna leave my fucking house
Nothing personal
I ain’t coming around
I ain’t gonna leave my fucking house
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The Sun Would Rise
03:53
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I kiss you in the morning
On top of your eyes
Won’t tell you all the reasons
Just know that everything is fine
You’re mine
You’re mine
You’re mine
You’re mine
Used to call you on the telephone
Every single night
Planning for a future
When the sun would rise
Walking in the desert
Floating in the sky
Swimming in the riverbed
Living in the pines
You might love me
You might leave me
You might blow my mind
Won’t tell me all the reasons
Just know that we’re fine
When we die
It’s no big deal my dear
It’s been a great ride
I’ll meet you in the Ever
Don’t you cry
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Yellowbird
02:29
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Have you seen her all alone
Reading from the Book of Gnomes
Lily gardens all will grow
Anywhere that Susan goes
You don’t owe her nothing
You don’t owe her
You don’t owe her nothing
You don’t owe her
She don’t own you mama
Used to bend her knees it’s true
Digging out the weeds from roots
Little yellow bird of mine
This is how you keep a home
You don’t owe her nothing
She don’t own you mama
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Bees & Birds
01:40
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Some may say it’s the end of the world
If the cities fall and
The money burns
Another generation
Modern doom
Dying slow
In the living room
Information currency
Inspiration coming from a dream
Organize
Come with me
Some may say it’s the end of the world
If the cities fall and
The money burns
I don’t think it’s the end of the earth
Just a hard reset for
The bees and the birds
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6. |
Last Call
04:03
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Carry me from the womb so sweet
I bleed when I lose my teeth
Don’t we all
Drag me through those dirty streets
It’s last call
I scream when I lose my keys
Don’t we all
Marry me to a heart so free
Promise me that you’ll never leave
Don’t we all
Bury me with my dogs at my feet or
Throw me into the wind o’er the sea
But for now while we’re still making memories
I just hope you can laugh while you sit with me
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Easy Elliot Maine
Music by Jesse Galko
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