1. |
Everything Must Go
03:36
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Closeout, clear out
Clearance warehouse
Everything must go
Total liquidation
Quiet resignation
Love it hate it
Everything must go
No fear, no time
No I, me, mine
No up, no down below
No stained glass ceiling
No more hard feelings
You won't need that overcoat
Everything must go
Everything must go
Once they lock the doors
They won't open anymore
Everything must go
Everything must go
Better grab the rose
Before the gate can close
Everything must go
No palaces, no pyramids
No basic building blocks, no acid test
Someday you'll knock and there'll be no one home
Stay as long as you like but
Everything must go
You want half off, marked down
Heavy discount, this town
Everything must go
Bargain basement
Cut-rate savings
Let's face it
Everything must go
No start, no stop
Those half-baked thoughts
They gossamer on ghost
No strong belief
No west, no east
No body politic
No collective soul
Everything must go
Everything must go
Once they lock the doors
They won't open anymore
Everything must go
Everything must go
Pay for what you want
Steal it if you don't
Everything must go
No inside-out, no ground control
No common tongue
No habla Español
No primadonna
No post Malone
Can't even keep a promise, no
Everything must go
These are the final days
After the fire sale
Now that the severance paycheck's in the mail, heck
Now that the last trumpet's blown
Everybody knows that
Everything must go
Everything must go
Everything must go
Everything must go
Everything's up in smoke
That's all she wrote
Nothing's set in stone
Everything must go
Lose the ego trips
And the masterstrokes
It's the last remarks
Everything must
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2. |
Deep Fake
03:33
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Red queen, blue queen
Red queen, blue queen
A little bit louder
The machine is listening
Global positioning, help
I've lost my head
Can't hold you now
You're crypto-currency
Sold the cow for more black magic beans
You dance me clean
Clean off the cutting edge
I'm falling for your
Deep Fake
Deep Fake
Deep Fake
How long have I been living the dream
In your police state
Cover all the bad blood
With a little grease paint
Got me with a
Deep Fake
Deep Fake
Deep Fake
Wallowing at the shallow end of the think tank
I'm falling hard now
For your Deep Fake
Head of the hydra
Head of the hydra
You never expect the one sleeping beside you
To infect the system, spread like a virus
Face off, wife swap, Apple stylus
I can hear the canary cough in the coal mine
Barely aware of the blur in the outline
My sense of decency
Has been tampered with
You got me with a
Deep Fake
Deep Fake
Deep Fake
How come I can no longer discriminate
Between the brut champagne and the sparkling grape
You're selling me a
Deep Fake
Deep Fake
Deep Fake
Kiss with one eye open
Say love is blind faith
In the end it's all a Deep Fake
Deep Fake
Deep Fake
Is it the pixels behaving badly
Walking across your uncanny valley
Conventional wisdom
Throwing the towel in
Walking across your uncanny valley
Is it the pixels behaving badly
Walking across your uncanny valley
Conventional wisdom
Throwing the towel in
Walking across your uncanny valley
Is it the pixels
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3. |
Man Overboard
03:30
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Water water everywhere
Nothing to drink
I'm fighting with the current
Or I'm swimming upstream
I slipped over the railing
While you all fled the scene
Man overboard
I know what they mean
Deluges of grandeur
I made a mistake
Kept looking for Atlantis
Under Michigan Lake
I think I might be saved
Until the Kraken awakes
I'm not waving, I'm drowning
I know they look the same
Haven't we been through this before
How many times
Man overboard
You lean out too far
You're gonna fall
We all take a dive
Man overboard
Man overboard
Mother Nature comes at you
With red tooth and claw
It's the neverending sequel
To three-dimensional Jaws
You're the magician's assistant
Cut in half with the saw
Misusing your illusion
Warming up a swan song
Haven't we been through this before
How many times
Man overboard
Don't be surprised
Spoiler alert
No one survives this
Man overboard
It's the fear I've been falling
On a toy plastic sword
The meaningless tears
In a Midsomer storm
It's the terror of knowing
What's really in store
You can't row a boat
That don't float anymore
Went over the railing without a word
Who was that sailor
Man overboard
Went over the railing without a word
Who was that sailor
Man overboard
Went over the railing without a word
Who was that sailor
Man overboard
Went over the railing without a word
Who was that sailor
Man overboard
Went over the railing without a word
Who was that sailor
Man overboard
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4. |
Beyond the Line
03:56
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5. |
All Over the Map
03:50
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Drunks and children tell the truth
They speak in tongues
I leave confused
When the dunk tank replaced your kissing booth
All hell broke loose
It's Beetlejuice
Can't read your mind in legalese
The thrill has died buying legal weed
You're global warming
I'm Mr. Freeze
Misplaced my keys
This is ADD
You said I'm off my rocker sitting still
Just an ex-shit talker sight-reading braille
What's Ahab's vengeance without the whale
Not much to write about
Been handcuffed in your Acura
Making love to Lady Dracula
Some think the view from here's spectacular
But honey I want out
So please, please
Don't make me go back
I know I'm all over the map
I'd rather not know where I'm at
Don't want to know who you're bending your back for
Don't care how you're paying the landlord
The last thing I want is a land war
Of course I can tell when I'm done for
Instead of living pinned to your mat
I'd rather be all over the map
It's a struggle to still evolve
Walk and then learn to crawl
Bit by the underdog
Where went the wherewithal
Hang up when Nature calls
Cave writing's on the wall
Why won't you wash your hands
Are we neanderthal
Sound the alarm
Bang on the gong
One minute I'm here the next one I'm gone
The chords haven't changed
It's the same old song
Said the famous ape to the Son of Kong
And I'm hanging off your Chrysler Building
Like a movie monster
A supervillain
You know it's not the fall from grace that kills you
It's the unforgiving ground
The compass rose is a shrinking violet
I'm the warm-up act for Pontius Pilate
J-Jesus Jones, when the road goes silent
I can't hang around here
So please, please
Don't make me go back
I know I'm all over the map
Guess I'd rather not know where I'm at
Between the talking heads and the audience capture
The walking dead and the biblical Rapture
I'm melting down like an over-reactor
Spent years trying to flirt with disaster
Don't fight it when the panic attacks
No, I'd rather be all over the map
Look at the state I'm in
I spread myself too thin
Look at the state I'm in
I spread myself too thin
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I heard the rumor mill
Grinding jagged edges off of that little pill
The one you intend for me to swallow
Of course I will
If it stops the fear and trembling
Everybody's talking 'bout your new arrangement
You were seen moonwalking with a tall dark stranger
Is he deep like ocean
Does he give you danger
Tell me this isn't happening
Keep the details blurry
What I don't know won't hurt me
What use is spilling the truth
When it's not what I'm asking
Tell me this isn't happening
Tell me this isn't happening
Let's remove the burden of proof
If it's breaking your bat wings
Tell me this isn't happening
Tell me this isn't happening
Tell me this isn't happening
At your dog and pony show
I watch you feed the birds crumbs from a sourdough
Stop the daily bread and circus
Stop counting crows
Stop history from trying to repeat
If I just ignore it will it go away
How many early warning signs is it gonna take
You used to hold me like china
Now you drop me like rattlesnake
Tell me this isn't happening
If you love me, lie to me
Leave the holes in the story
You can keep the details blurry
What I don't know won't hurt me
I shoulda seen it coming, woman
But I can't read your fine-printed packaging
Tell me this isn't happening
Tell me this isn't happening
Say first that time is reversed
And the whole world's spinning backwards
Tell me this isn't happening
Tell me this isn't happening
Should I be searching for the black box, baby
At the airplane crash
Should I keep working for the Red Cross
Maybe they can heal the past
I see the man behind the curtain
I'm ignoring facts
Can you hide the axe
Til I turn my back
Do I have to ask
Please tell me this isn't happening
This isn't happening
This isn't happening
This isn't happening
This isn't happening
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7. |
Nothing Special
03:36
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Not built for speed
Not built for pleasure
Got milkweed growing underneath the hedges
Just another weekend warrior
Mishandling those heavy metals
Another rite of spring gone wrong
Eva Braun
Dragging on
Like an endless summer music festival
When you gonna admit it
It was nothing special
Just an average wait at baggage claim
Watching the carousel
You know very well
That the rules do apply
Get to the back of the line
Let's see you nod in silent acquiescence
It's pretty common
To be honest
It's really nothing special
Pretty common, mama
To be completely honest
Nothing special
Pretty common, mama
To be completely honest
Nothing special
Not made to last
Not made to order
Why's everyone an expert witness
Did the jury hang the court reporter
Who cares how fast this ship is sinking
Just as long as it keeps moving forward
Stay the center of the universe
Jack Horner in the corner
'Cause believe you me the other way is murder
When you gonna admit it
It was nothing special
No precious gemstone find
No beautiful mind
No world record-setter
It's hard to accept it
We're just ordinary people
Have to settle for a routine check-up
Hey guess what
It's pretty common
To be honest
It's really nothing special
Pretty common, mama
To be completely honest
Nothing special
Pretty common, mama
To be completely honest
Nothing special
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8. |
Better Me
03:28
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The self-help books are piling up quick
They sell me the carrot
They sell me the stick
A pill, an elixir, a new way to think
A vain attempt to build a better me
With complex guilt and a glass half full of spilt milk
How am I supposed to build a better me
Go on, get with it, roll up your sleeves
You could widen your smile and whiten your teeth
In man's search for meaning
I'm lost in the weeds
I can barely see the front row
Stuck in the nose bleeds
Life in the cheap seats
The major flaw in my chief regret
Is that I'm not somebody else
So give me hell or give me help
Or something in-between
It's the great white whale for the black sheep
It's a nice day for a better me
The master blueprints
I tore a hole in them
These TED Talks and deep thoughts sound like condolences
There's no room left in this crowded city
The one in my head where the neighbors keep screaming
It's the inkblot test and the box of Wheat Thins
Pulling the plug on the power of now
My untethered soul stole the car and left town
I've thrown out my back trying to boost self-esteem
Tell that blind watchmaker I'm missing pieces
The major flaw in my chief regret
Is that I'm not somebody else
So give me hell or give me help
Or something in-between
I'm throwing brick shots at my life goals
Burn the house down, baby, with this ray of hope
I get motion-sick so I missed the boat
That was years ago
Years ago
Break the rock
Bend the steel
What's the odds that I'll succeed
Trying to re-re-invent the wheel
It's not you electric blue
It's better me
Break the rock, bend the steel
What's the odds that I'll succeed
Trying to re-re-invent the wheel
It's not you
Better me
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9. |
Night Shift
03:48
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Romeo among the ruins
Under the influence
Of that poison aftershave
And don't be the drunk at the funeral
It's business as usual
Dig a grave
You never lost it
American Gothic
Your dearly departed
This dead letter office
You're a sweet-talking coffin
Spent years playing possum
Hands deep in the cotton
Calypso forgotten
Strange days
What's this
You're back at it
The night shift
Jet black
Lipstick
You feel it don't you
Don't you feel the night shift
You feel the night shift
Knees on the marble
Head in the crypt
Kiss like we're starving
Don't know when we started
The night shift
No ceremony, no superstition
No written permission
We don't care what lies beneath
This is Mary Shelly's morbid addiction
To read her new fiction to her mother's mausoleum
Moon changes mood
With the governor removed
Engine guzzles fuel
You feed or you're food
Shake weed, hard booze
This town is a tomb
Put your mouth to my mouth
If the spirit moves you
These windows bone white wet
Lord can't see through them
Strange days
What's this
You're back at it
The night shift
Double over time
Black magic trick
You're back at it again
The way the night shifts
What's strictly forbidden
Comes quickly unzipped
It's a switch that gets flipped
The night shift
And don't it get real dark, real quick
Whisper like a graveyard
Tell me how the night shifts
Don't care how the stained glass slipper fits
Sister that behavior, save it for the night shift
'Cause once the light hits, we're lifeless
It's like this, midnight til it strikes six
The vice grips about twice as tight
As the tyrant's clenched fist
Compounding with interest
It flips in an instant
Like a cruel mistress
Whose gone cold as a Thin Mint
Straight out of the tin fridge
Hey don't get offended if your plans get upended
Invitation rescinded, no fences were mended
I can't recommend this road to Perdition
My fallback position
Stay on the night shift
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Strung together all the scarlet letters that you left
Cast away an unplayed pair of wooden castanets
No more bees wax birthday candles
No more hornet's nest
It's when the other arm stops reaching for the phantom limb
I'm getting used to losing you
I'm getting used to losing you
I'm getting used to losing you
I'm getting used to losing you
What else is new
No last look back from some sacred fear you'd turn to salt
I'm struck silent, dead, a decommissioned cable car
You're climbing Jacob's ladder just to steal our money jar
Run from the closet to the CoinStar to the hotel bar
Getting used to losing you
I'm getting used to losing you
I'm getting used to losing you
Getting used to losing you
What else is new
What else is new
What else is new
What else is new
What else is new
I'm living clean now
Got a simple routine down
I learned to swallow the screams
And stopped having the dream where you reach out
I'm talking to strangers again
A little disoriented
There's an alarm that's been sounding for so long
I don't even hear it
I'm getting used to losing you
I'm getting used to losing you
I'm getting used to losing you
I'm getting used to losing you
What else is new
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White Noise Maker Seattle, Washington
The producer / artist / songwriter, White Noise Maker, is a veteran of many different facets of the music industry. He’s founded and fronted bands that have opened for indie-alternative rock luminaries like Dinosaur Jr. and Guided By Voices, composed theme songs and music for television shows, and used his talents to create background songs for nationally recognized brands. ... more
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