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The Science Of Things (1999)
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I memorize the basics 
Making strange faces 
There's a thousand miles to go 
Without blinking 
Gravitate spacewards 
Find a home for the head 
From my basement 
No darkness ever left 

This is the night 
This is the sound 
Here comes the warm machine 
Such a warm machine 

Some days are playful 
Making play faces 
But we will not let it through 
The darkness and the sense 
Or being born to lose 

This is the night 
This is the sound 
Her comes the warm machine 
Such a warm machine 
This is the life 
This is the sound 
Here comes a warm machine 
Such a warm machine 

If I never know we can only feel 
I'll take the help 
I'll take a slice 
Warm alright now 
Cos I feel alright 

I memorize the basics, basics, basics 

This is the night 
This is the sound 
Here comes the warm machine 
Such a warm machine Such a warm machine 

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Whatever she wants from me 
Whatever device 
Whether in kindness 
Whether in spite 
What can I say 
What can I do I can't help myself 
I let the monster through 
Wherever she sends me 
Wherever the plane 
Perfect black dress 
Perfect grave 
What can I say 
What can I do 
I did it to myself 
I did it all confused 

Jesus online 
Wires around the world 
Feel invincible 
Computer car and girl 
Jesus online 
Wires around the world 
Feel invincible 
To be perfect just like you 
To be perfect just like you 

Whenever she comes with me 
Whenever we break 
Dress up my apathy 
Pretend we're great, great, great 

Jesus online 
Arms around the world 
Feel invincible 
Computer carbon girl 

Jesus online, Jesus online 

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I want you to remember 
A love so full it could send us all ways 
I want you to surrender 
All my feelings rose today 
And I want you to remain 
The power of children can amaze 
I'll try not to complain 
I know that's a pisser baby 
The chemicals between us 
The walls that lie between us 
Lying in this bed 
The chemicals displaced 
There is no lonelier place 
Than lying in this bed 

I want you to remember 
Everything you said 
Every driven word 
Like a hammer, hell, to my head 

The chemicals between us 
There is no lonelier place 
Then lying in this bed 
The chemicals displaced 
There is no lonelier place 
Than lying in this bed 

The chemicals between us 
The chemicals between us 
Lying in this bed 

We're of the hollow men 
We are the naked ones 
We never meant you harm 
Never meant you wrong 
I'd like to thank 
All of my lovers, lovers, lovers 

The chemicals between us 
The army of achievers 
Lying in this bed 
The chemicals displaced 
There is no lonelier face 
Than lying in this bed 

The chemicals between us 
The chemicals between us 
The chemicals 


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World news, world news 
Well you said let's be free 
Well you said I'll be me 
Death row hearts are hard to mend 
Why shoot myself for your sins 
All my love, all my love 
All my love, all my love 

Well you said retribute 
Well you said substitute 
Burn myself on your bed 
Your crown of thorns my crown of lead 
I'll wake up before I drown 
I'll wake up before I drown 

All my love, all my love (let's me free) 
All my love, all my love (let's me free) 
All my love, all my love 
All my love, all my love 

We'll hang ourselves by the English fire 
We'll hang ourselves 

All my love, all my love 
All my love, all my love (let's me free) 
All my love, all my love (let's me free) 
All my love, all my love 

I'll wake up before I drown 
All my love (let's me free) 
All my love 

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They're polishing the government 
Resembles a last waltz 
We are the playthings 
We are the form 
Soon it may come 
Since we can rise 
Too long since I've seen you 
We move like satellites 
My future lies 
In space travel 
She's coming over me 

They're burning the tenements 
Topless progressive thinking 
Political holes 
Got six but pray for seven 

My future lies 
In space travel 
She's coming over me 
I employ spies 
To stroll the gravel 
They never want to leave 
The future lies 
The future lies 
Scared of the government scared of the government 

The future lies 
In space travel 
There's someone after me 
I employ spies 
In silver tassels 
The never seem that pleased 

The future lies 
The future lies (space) 
The future lies 
The future lies (space) 
The future lies 
The future lies (space travel) 

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There is nowhere left to hide 
There is nothing to be done 
No people to be saved 
No pets we've never names 
40 miles from the sun 
As darkness craves the mind 
We come undone without our pride 
No time on the earth to come 
All the pleasures just begun 
40 miles from the sun 

In our coats beneath the layers 
Wash my skin of all the hate 
We should sleep late 
Everything just kind of grates 
40 miles from the sun 
40 miles from the sun 
40 miles from the sun 

I need to lose to make it right 
I'll confront the stars tonight 
I will babble I will bite 
You will never know how much you shine 
40 miles from the sun 
40 miles from the sun 

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These are the days 
When I fear for my life 
Think that's strange 
Well that's the waste of you 
Sun up time now for you to run 
I will always know you - You're a special one 
Now I'm up on this climb, up on this climb 
I won't fade away 

The best if yet to come 
Sad you're not around 
The best is yet to come 
Better get your feet on the ground 

Prisoner or passenger 
A free man on scavenger 
I'm a prizefighter 
I'm a prizefighter 

Who will be there 
Cover when you fall 
We're all chasing something 
How come you never call 

The best is yet to come 
Sad you're not around 
The best is yet to come 
Better get your feet back on the ground 

Prisoner of passenger 
A free man or scavenger 
I'm a prizefighter 
I'm a prizefighter 
Prisoner of passenger 
A free man or scavenger 
I'm a prizefighter 
I'm a prizefighter 

I thought you were all beautiful 
It doesn't make sense, sense, sense 
I'm a prizefighter 
I'm a prizefighter 

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Infested and polluted 
50 tons of mercury dumped in the bay 
It's bleeding there's no proof 
That's no way to treat a good friend 
Your whiskey talks louder 
Than most things I've read you said 
In artu, in place now 
Site back unwind and relax 
Big cheese is all greed 
It's all relative what you need 
Happy birthday 
Happy birthday 
Happy birthday here's your nerve gas 

All the fishermen and their families 
All sickly crumbling cerebellum 
It's all over for urang-a-tang 
Looks like they're back on the street again 

Mistrusted, disrupt 
Rape land and kill good habit 
World weary, world broken 
Well spent and money, money, money, money Injected, transmitted 
So tons of mercury dumped in the bay 
It's breathing-It's put the dog back in the basket 

All the fisherman and their families 
All sickly growing sentimental 
It's all over for urang-a-tang 
Looks like their back on the street again 
All the fishermen and their families 
It's all over for urang-a-tang 
Looks like they're back on the street again 
It's all over for urang-a-tang 
Looks like, looks like, looks like 

Invaded, downgraded 
Your bile lands right on my head 
Uncalled for, unwanted 
My sinking zero tolerance 

All the fisherman and their families 
All sickly crumbling cerebellum 
It's all over for the urang-a-tang 
Looks like they're back on the street again 
All the fishermen and their families 
It's all over for the urang-a-tang 
Looks like they're back on the street again 
It's all over for the urang-a-tang 

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Living in a cage 
Washing in a birdbath 
Sinking in a fish bowl 
On a broken farm 
I try to never lie 
I really do 
I wonder if my friends 
Will get me through 
Conscious of the was as best we can 
17 ways to kill a man 
States we've been through 
Killing nostalgia 
For future swims 
Trash all your bridges 
Kill the rock all roll thing 
I want to move on 
With no complains 
Building our walls with yesterday 
Might as well shine before you slide 
Might as well you live before you die 
States we've been through 
Talk about states 
A whole lot of emptiness 

Living in a state of constant chasing 
A river of flux for our tasting 
I try to never lie 
I really do 
I wonder if my friends will get me through 
It always seems to rain 
When you leave 
I try to stem the flow 
As we bleed 

States we've been through 
Talk about states, states 

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Your dead meat from former days 
I am your crisis 
Blue asbestos in your veins 
I'm your broken fingers 
I've killed you twice 
I will again 
Revenge is eager 
See first you'll crash 
Then you'll burn 
Dorothy died for your pleasure 
It's hard to get along in this car crash weather 
Your dead meat 
Your dead meat 
Your dead meat 

Your dead meat formaldehyde 
Didn't phase me 
I soon returned to track you down 
For your confession 
I'll be your poison and your pain 
I'll be your struggle to be sane 
Exploited lament 
And the places you never went 

Dorothy died for your pleasure 
It's hard to get along in this car crash weather 
Car crash weather 
Dorothy died for your pleasure 
It's hard to get along 
Car crash weather 
Car crash weather, weather 

I'm doing you in tomorrow 
That's why I'm dressed 
In all this sorrow 
I'm doing you in tomorrow 
I'll burn before I mellow 

Dorothy died for your pleasure 
It's hard to get along, it's hard to get along 
Your dead meat from former days 
Your dead meat from former days 
Your dead meat from former days 

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You in the dark 
You in the pain 
You on the run 
Living a hell 
Living your ghost 
Living your end 
Never seem to get in the place that I belong 
Don't wanna lose the time 
Lose the time to come 
Whatever you say it's alright 
Whatever you do it's all good 
Whatever you say it's alright 
Silence is not the way 
We need to talk about it 
If heaven is on the way 
If heaven is on the way 

You in the sea 
On a decline 
Breaking the waves 
Watching the lights go down 
Letting the cables sleep 

Whatever you say it's alright 
Whatever you do it's all good 
Whatever you say it's alright 
Silence is not the way 
We need to talk about it 
If heaven is on the way 
We'll wrap the world around it 
If heaven is on the way 
If heaven is on the way 

I'm a stranger in this town 
I'm a stranger in this town 

If heaven is on the way 
If heaven is on the way 
I'm a stranger in this town 

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Help me sometimes, I need that much 
Don't you think it's strange 
How we can turn to dust 
Think it's strange, like really strained 
We'll never run when we've got all these broken bones 

It's so hard to let you go 
It's so hard to let you go 
I will make you change your mind 
I will make you change your mind 

I think of me sometimes, I'd never tell 
Do you recognize me, think that you know me well 
I think you're changing, configurating 
Destroyed the lines that fed the goods to your heart 

It's so hard to let you go 
It's so hard to let you go 
Run with the hunted (as you come) 
Run with the hunted 
I will make you change your mind 
I will make you change your mind 
It's so hard to let you go 
It's so hard to let you go (run with the hunted) 
As you come 
I will make you change your mind 

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