1. |
Pseudoephedrine
02:39
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i’m sitting out on the pinnacle
i’m studying a map, but i’m cynical
i’m feeling like a pencil drawing
searching for a miracle
and am i overdosing on the anagram?
i do not know my weight as it takes me up
i’m floating in a strange direction
up into the stratosphere
i know i spent some time
tripping in my own mind
but i feel like a pencil drawing
searching for a miracle
the mirror says i’m made of porcelain
all dressed up, just a little like a mannequin
there are hundreds of birds eating from rubbish bins
at six am
let’s take a little ride in the country side
to wash away the pressures of the city life
and bide a little time until the buzzing dies
so take a little tipple on the vitamin
and nick another nugget from the biscuit tin
and follow me out of here
i know i spent some time
tripping in my own mind
but i feel like a pencil drawing
searching for a miracle
and i’m hoping to seek and find
not linger beneath that line
but i feel like a pencil drawing
searching for a miracle
searching for a miracle
searching for a miracle
searching for a miracle
i’m looking for a miracle
searching for a miracle
i’m looking for a miracle
i think i found a miracle, woah!
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2. |
Radio Romeo
03:02
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they came a knocking
rocking around your door
and they were shopping
for the sound they heard a hundred times before
you got to work
and in the hands of a big machine
you sold your soul to the devil
for a ride in a limousine
radio romeo
i can see you dancing round in your video
it’s like a puppet show
oh, oh, yeah
they came a flocking
sweeping across your floor
and they were begging
like a dirty corporational bore
a proposition
in a position utmost unclean
the promise of forever
and the cover of a magazine
you know it’s just obscene
radio romeo
i can see you dancing round in your video
it’s like a puppet show
radio romeo
bite sized pieces, chopped up for the stereo
play us a song we know
radio romeo
i can see you dancing round in your video
you give me vertigo
radio romeo
bite sized pieces, chopped up for the stereo
play us a song we know
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3. |
Re. Define
04:37
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waking up to greet that frown
the fat lipped clown
from underground
welcome to another day
i heard him say
from far away
i’m taking just a little time
to unwind
and re define
would it kill him just to force a smile?
it’s been a while
a long time
time to re define
time to re define
heavy is the storm above
the velvet glove
the wretched flood
thunderclaps collapse the clouds
as rubble mounds
and rodents drown
i’ll embark upon the endless night
another bloodless bit
to kill the appetite
i’ll battle till the dawn of day
and slip away
beyond the grave
time to re define
time to re define
time to re define
time to re define
i know you want it
some come on up and let it shine
i know you need it
so come on up and let it shine
you once believed it
so come on up and let it shine
let it shine
let it shine
time to re define
time to re define
time to re define
time to re define
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4. |
Now That You're Gone
05:01
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what am i gonna say
now that you’re gone
and you won’t look back
knowing we just can’t get along
where are you gonna be
now that i’m gone
who will draw that line
when you just can’t admit that you’re wrong
we get what we want
expecting the keys to the earth
respect can’t be bought
you lecture, but you never learn
when are you gonna see
you’re not so strong
and your walls must fall
no matter how high or how long
we take what we want
collecting things we don’t deserve
when risk comes along, you reject it
yet demand the returns
what am i gonna say
now that you’re gone
and you won’t look back
knowing we just can’t get along
and where am i gonna fly
now that i’m strong
and i won’t look back
knowing you just won’t come along
what am i gonna say
now that you’re gone
and you won’t look back
knowing we just can’t get along
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5. |
Be Set Free
03:36
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out in the evergreen
i could walk the line
looking for the answer, seeking to find
way up in the atmosphere
i attempt to climb
high enough to leave the small world behind
no more than a memory
it’s all it is to me
as i walk right down
from the top of the mountain
to the bottom where i’ll be set free
free the ghost of the enemy
bury your regret
some things i think i’d prefer to forget
retreat from the battlefield
learn to live alone
we have the power to see things that we’ve never known
no more than a memory
it’s all it is to me
as i walk right down
from the top of the mountain
to the bottom where i’ll be set free
i knew you well
as far as i could tell
but the blue turned black
and my bags were packed
i won’t be coming back, yeah
no more than a memory
it’s all it is to me
as i walk right down
from the top of the mountain
to the bottom where i’ll be set free
no more than a memory
it’s all it is to me
as i walk right down
from the top of the mountain
to the bottom where i’ll be set free
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6. |
Job Done
05:18
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i was thinking about the times we talked about it
dreaming of the sky as we tippy-toed the border line
revolution for the ones who wrote about it
as they were blurry-eyed and wired in the little hours of the night
i was thinking we could paint the ceiling black
but little did we know we were headed for a heart attack
like a lion with a monkey on it’s back
dreaming of the day when the fantasy would wash away
it don’t mean anything
unless you get the job done
standing with your hand out
hoping that you get some
you won’t do anything
unless you get up and run
sitting with your lip down
waiting for the day to come
reminiscing all the times we rode to war
yes and pulling on the reigns eventually became a bore
i ain’t no elevator, i ain’t no motivator
it made a meal outta me and it ain’t ever coming back for more
more, no
it don’t mean anything
unless you get the job done
standing with your hand out
hoping that you get some
you won’t do anything
unless you get up and run
sitting with your lip down
waiting for the day to come
looking back i can see we lived that dream
we drove a million miles but we ran out of gasoline
get me the operator, we need an orchestrator
to chant a hip hip hip horay for the bright lights in our day
but!
it don’t mean anything
unless you get the job done
standing with your hand out
hoping that you get some
you won’t do anything
unless you get up and run
sitting with your lip down
waiting for the day to come
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7. |
The Time It Takes
05:08
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in the time it takes, teasing me
you’d think that it could last forever
but you’re never too eager to please
and the steps you make, leading me
to a galaxy of gold and treasure
but you’re never too easy to read
love and hate depreciate
beneath your shadow
communicate
is it too late?
are you too shallow?
in the time time it takes, needing me
in a blink it could be gone forever
surrender and fall to your knees
and the love we make, conditionally
you know it could be now or never
but you’re never too easy to please
demonstrate
the will to break
and watch it shatter
devastate
and complicate
and leave it scattered
decimate
and dominate
like it never mattered
in the time it takes, teasing me
you’d think that it could last forever
but you’re never too easy to read
and the steps you make, leading me
to a galaxy of gold and treasure
but you’re never too eager to please
you’re never to eager to please
you’re never to eager to please
you’re never to eager to please
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8. |
Seagull
02:57
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i see a seagull in the distance
i watch him make his way to sea
he’ll take the path of least resistance
and with the wind beneath his wings
he’ll fly on free
and there’s a strange intense resemblance
in how he lives to you
beautiful and elegant
and absolutely optimistic
he’s been out fishing for his breakfast
he’ll go out fishing for his tea
he’ll fill his throat to feed his chicklings
they won’t go hungry easily, no more
and there’s a strange intense resemblance
he glides across the breeze
climbing on the gusty winds
and bathing in the sun’s reflection
with great and skillful confidence
he travels home with ease
back and forth each day to please
himself and feed his family
he crawls back to his bird wife
at the end of each long day
his baby seagulls miss him
every time he goes away
they cuddle up and laugh together
the bad times disappear forever
until tomorrow
he’ll have to face his fears again
like being yelled at or shot by the people in the bay
they’ll do anything to make him go away
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9. |
The Information Age
03:35
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that bolt of lightning
came through the window
do you remember
how things were before we got the software?
out on the airwaves
between the cellphones
static flow, overload
inside the mainframe
welcome to the information age, babe
hyper connection
configuration
stimulation
consummation
electric impulse
magnetic convulse
and don’t you know the reason for it?
programmation
integration
fragmentation
the data network
the speed of this world
the rumor you heard
without a password
welcome to the information age, babe
welcome to the information age, babe
satellite, gigabyte
overwrite, speed of light
it’s out of our sight
i’m not addicted
habituated
pre disposed
on the ropes
i’m not dependent
the world is watching
what way will we go?
some type of android
landed in the road
direction unknown
welcome to the information age, babe
(attention all passengers)
(this is your captain speaking)
(from the flight deck of cyberspace 101)
(as we enter the digital realm)
welcome to the information age, babe
(we are fast approaching)
(a severely dangerous cluster)
(of unidentified objects)
(that may the force to dominate our existence on this planet)
welcome to the information age, babe
(please adopt the safety positions)
(brace hold, brace hold, this is an emergency)
(brace hold and may god be with you)
welcome to the information age, babe
welcome to the information age, babe
satellite, gigabyte
overwrite, speed of light
it’s out of our sight
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10. |
Road Rage
05:30
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my hands are tied behind my back
trapped, between the line and the sphere
it’s held me to the ground so long
i cannot take the time back from here
it’s been feeding from the bottom
living just to make its own ways
when you’re trampled and forgotten
you learn to see reality sways
but we’re gliding
the engines have failed
the wheels have lost traction
distraction prevails
electrify the atmosphere
bring it back to nowhere again
we’ve pushed it to the limits
feeling all the pleasures and pains
you’ve been ripping off the model
slipping and dividing the spoils
i’ve been pulling on the throttle
pumping it and burning the oil
you’ve been lying
we all know it’s true
if i cannot trust you
then what’s left to do?
but run
where this road goes, no one knows
rock and rolls blood and bones
living from the bottom, living from the bottom
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11. |
We Were Young
05:44
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remember we were young
we built a fire on our own
with all that’s come and gone
look how the embers gleam and glow
remember we were strong
we planted seeds beneath the soil
through all the rights and wrongs
look how the seeds have bloomed and grown
remember we were one
with paths that led between our doors
with all the rights and wrongs
we travel on to live alone
i lost my way
through the field, through the fog
spent yesterday
looking back, instead of forward
i lost my way
through the field, through the fog
spent yesterday
looking back, instead of forward
i lost my way
through the field, through the fog
spent yesterday
looking back, instead of forward
have you ever lost your way ?
through the field, through the fog
spent yesterday
looking back instead of forward
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12. |
Hope Of Spark
05:36
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once there was a boy
he came to speak to me
he told me of the world
and all its mystery
he claimed he’d seen the end
and described his fears to me
he prayed for peace and truth
as he played his make believe
once there was a girl
she came to sing to me
she offered up the pearls
and tales of liberty
she swore she’d strive to mend
all the pain with sympathy
to heal the scars of youth
just as you had done for me
once, once, once, once, once, once
no one should walk alone
in the shadow of their fear
let’s make that disappear
before more people fall
no more backs against the wall
no more suffocated souls
we’d only have to look once
just once
once
just once
to set each other free
and let each other be
we’d only have to look once
just once
once
just once
if we could only see
and let each other breathe
we’d only have to look once
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Michael Morris New Zealand
Michael Morris is a songwriter and musician from Dunedin, New Zealand. His work explores the genres of alternative rock and blues-based psychedelia. Michael's debut album "Slow Loris" was released in 2018. His sophomore album "Metamorphosis" was released in 2022. Michael recently announced a European tour, with six headlining concerts in London, Paris, Berlin, Amsterdam, Brussels and Lyon. ... more
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