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Zen Arcade (1984)
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Dreams Reoccurring
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One Step At A Time
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Monday Will Never Be The Same
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Reoccurring Dreams
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Something I learned today
Black and white is always grey
Looking through the window pane
I'm not inside your brain

Something I learned today
Yield to the right-of-way
Stopping at a four-way sign
Someone else's rules, not mine

Something I learned today
Never look straight in the sun's rays
Letting all the sunshine in
Can't remember where I've been

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I look at your house
I wonder what goes on inside
When you have to cry yourself to sleep at night
Your parents fight
You don't know who's wrong or right
Have to cry yourself to sleep at night

A broken home, broken heart
When the two of them will have to part

Broken home, broken heart
Now you know just how it feels
To have to cry yourself to sleep at night

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There are things that I'd like to say
But I'm never talking to you again
There's things that I'd like to phrase some way
But I'm never talking to you again

I'm never talking to you again
I'm never talking to you
I'm tired of wasting all my time
Trying to talk to you

I'd put you down where you belong
But I'm never talking to you again
I'd show you everywhere you're wrong
But I'm never talking to you again

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I picked up my belongings
In a nylon carry-all
I hear the porter call
He said, "The sky's the limit
On this chartered trip away,"
Guess I'd better stay

Out there on the desert
I see trees on every wall
Nothing's ever solved
He said, "The sky's the limit
On this chartered trip away,"
Guess I'd better stay away

I thought I owed myself a trip away
I wanted to go to places
I have never been away
I looked at the pictures
Imagine where they lay away
On a beach, by the sea
Where their clothes all lay away

I picked up my belongings
In a nylon carry-all
I hear the porter call
Horizon is oblivious, chartered trip away
Guess I'd better stay

Out there on the desert
I see trees on every wall
Nothing's ever solved
Horizon is oblivious, chartered trip away
Guess I'd better stay away

I thought I owed myself a trip away
I wanted to go to places
I have never been away
I looked at the pictures
Imagine where they lay away
On a beach, by the sea
Where their clothes all lay away

I picked up my belongings
In a nylon carry-all
I hear the porter call
He said, "There's no returning
From this chartered trip away,"...

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Dreams Reoccurring

[No lyrics]

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Questions like a candle that's burning at both ends
Never find an answer that fits in your plans
Back and forth between the good and the bad it's indecision time
You're so natural, you're so free
So don't decide what's best for me

Nothing in your life is ever going on course
You wonder if living could be much worse

Go to the left, go to the right
Your mind is going to keep you up all night
You twist in your sleep, grabbing the sheets, sweating to death

Sucking on pollution like a rattle in your mouth
You're a big fucking kid, you don't know what you're about

Tell me about your fellow man
You wipe their shit all over your hands

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Krsna walking down the street
Touching me with lotus feet
Going to talk to Radharani
Going to ask her for her money
Hare Krsna

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It's a one-horse town
One big desert
Asphalt desert
Asphalt jungle

Beyond the threshold, beyond the threshold

Change for the worse
Change nonetheless
Hey hey hey
Got no place to stay

Beyond the threshold

I hear machines
They burst at the seams
But tar and feathers
All stick together

Beyond the threshold, beyond the threshold

Greetings from here
I wish you were here
Hear what I say but
You can't hear me at all

Beyond the threshold...

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Why did you back me into a corner?
I didn't mean it, it was just an act
My friend's outside, can't he come in?
And everybody else

Stupid pride
Selfish pride
Stupid pride

Why does everybody have to be like that?

"Out", just an act
His parents love him
They send him money
But he won't come back
No reaction, no response
Forget him, just forget him

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Told you everything I knew about me
Didn't listen to a word I say
Spill my guts, you just threw them away

Never cared about me
Only wanted to be your friend
Now I know that it's gotta end

Never cared a thing about me
And now, I will, I will

I will never forget you
I will never forgive you

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You think you've made it to the top
Because people know your name
It's still the same
Your daydreams aren't forever
Better get your shit together for a new game
Back to your day job
Back to your girlfriend
Back to your hometown
The biggest lie

Passing harsher judgment
But you brought it on yourself by being you
Your trade your respect for no success
You tried to be a hero
But you end up nothing

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I was talking
When I should have been listening
I didn't hear a word that anyone said
It must not have been so very important
'Cause I was concerned about instead

What's going on
What's going on
What's going on inside my head

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Can you feel it, feel it, feel it
In your soul
Can you tell me
Tell me if it's hot or cold

Can you tell me what it is
Does it hurt you when I do this

Stop it, stop it, stop it
You're pulling too hard
Stop it
You're going too far

I love it, I hate it, I love it
I hate it too
I love it
So how about you?

Can you tell me 'cause I don't know
Why don't you tell me why it is so
Confusing!

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There was no one all around
There was no one there but me
I was staring out a window
I was standing by the sea

The waves kept on repeating
Each one crashing to the shore
And my footprints nowhere leading
As they disappeared once more

Your senses are bombarded
By the roaring that you hear
In a shell you can hear the ocean
When you put it up to your ear

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Searching for the truth but all I ever find is lies
Trying to find identity but I just find a disguise
Looking at the nightmare when I try to see the dream
Finding a reality as perfect as it seems
Somewhere the dirt is washed down with the rain
Somewhere there's happiness instead of pain
Somewhere satisfaction has no name
Somewhere I can be the same

Looking down on everything it seems a total bore
Missing all the people that I've never met before
Trying to find an unknown something I consider best
I don't know if I'll find it, but until then I'll be
DEPRESSED ...

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One Step At A Time

[No lyrics]

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Going out each day to score
She was no whore but for me
Celebrating every day
The way she thought it should be

And I don't know what to do
Now that pink has turned to blue
And I don't know what to do
Now that pink has turned to blue

She was always by my side
And never tried to leave
Standing up for me
And like a tree for what she believed

And I don't know what to do
Now that pink has turned to blue
And I don't know what to do
Now that pink has turned to blue

No more rope and too much dope
She's lying on the bed
Angels pacing
Gently placing roses 'round her head

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Been through mass destruction once, but once was not enough
Said we want a second chance, and all they say is tough
A world where science went too far, there's no way to survive
Why can't we get this thing straightened out, 'cause I want to stay alive

They burned and bombed the east and north, and there's no place left to go
The Sun Belt's overcrowded, so let's annex Mexico
The peso's only worth a dime, but they've got all that land
There's no need for a civil war - we know they'll understand, right?

Is that how you like it?

Factories left unattended, crumbling to the ground
We tried to keep them running, but there's no more oil around
We used it all to fight a war that neither side could win
Well, Vietnam was Little League compared to where we've been

Now we live in caves and huts, and we don't have pay TV
And everyone is signing up for the newest industry
Standard oil goes solar power, all try to make a buck
I'll sit around, smoke cigarettes, and I'll babble, "What the fuck?"

That's how I like it

We'll sign up for the newest industry...

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Monday Will Never Be The Same

[No lyrics]

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He lives in his imagination with those friends of his very own
He doesn't get along with the outside world, he'd rather be alone
Sometimes when it's late at night he starts to wonder why
(The plans he made can never happen, so all he does is cry)

His parents, they can't understand why their son, he turned out wrong
He runs away from all the pain, and forgets them when he's gone
He'd rather be all by himself, because his plans they seem the best
He finally gets the nerve one day, and now life becomes a test

Whatever you want, whatever you do, wherever you go, whatever you say
Whatever you want, whatever you do, wherever you go, whatever you say
Whatever you want, whatever you do, wherever you go, whatever you say
Whatever you want, whatever you do, wherever you go, whatever you say

Mom and Dad, I'm sorry, Mom and Dad, don't worry
I'm not the son you wanted, but what could you expect?
I've made my world of happiness to combat your neglect

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Don't give up
Don't let go
Don't give in
Don't let on
In your bed
Late at night
Red hot red
Don't get up

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If there's one thing that I can't explain
Is why the world has to have so much pain
With all the ways of communicating
We can't get in touch with who we're hating

So turn on, turn on, turn on the news

I hear it every day on the radio
Somebody shoots a guy he don't even know
Airplanes falling out of the sky
A baby is born and another one dies
Highways fill with refugees
Doctors finding out about disease
With all this uptight pushing and shoving
That keeps us away from who we're loving

So turn on, turn on, turn on the news

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Reoccurring Dreams

[No lyrics]

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