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Old Toronto
04:27
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Stranded for days in South Dakota
Thirsty starvin low on ammo
We shot 5 men in Old Toronto
Buggin out from South Etobicoke
Starry nights and flashing lights
And the way the water catches waves of fire
Starry night And firefights
And the concrete altars broken rubbled wire
Got our second wind in Oklahoma
That new dust bowl gave our story life
We left our lives in Old Toronto
Cause there was nothing there for us anymore
Starry nights and flashing lights
And the way the water catches waves of fire
Starry night And firefights
And the concrete altars broken rubbled wire
We put down stakes in San Antonio
The Ford Windstar was our Alamo
Shattered visions of Eldorado
In the blood-stained carpet by the door
Shattered visions of Old Toronto
The city on a hill down by the shore
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2. |
Renegade Serenade
03:27
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Lemonade in the shade
Post-apocalyptic parade
Renegade serenade
Post-apocalyptic charade
We heard the sound
When the clocks countdown
We all went downtown
Then we fucked around
And we joined the crowd
When the plane came down
The panic got loud
Then we hit the ground
Then we heard the sound (x2)
We heard the sound (x3)
Lemonade in the shade
The apocalypse can wait
Renegade serenade
Voices shouting at the gate
Lemonade in the shade
While your neighbourhood's in flames
Renegade serenade
Voices rising with the flames------
The Flames--------
Lemonade in the shade
The apocalypse can wait
Renegade serenade
Voices shouting at the gate
Lemonade in the shade
While your neighbourhood's in flames
Renegade serenade
Voices rising with the flames------
The Flames--------
The Flames
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3. |
Golden Auto Mile
02:59
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Golden auto mile
A city in denial
There's kids starting forest fires
On the
Golden auto mile
There's people in your city who can't even feed themselves
There's people in your city whose new cars can drive themselves
The world before was a mask we wore
The war is at your front door
The world before was a mask we wore
The war is at your front door
Golden auto mile
Flickering neon signs
While the burning tires pile
On the
Golden auto mile
There's people in your city who can't even feed themselves
And people in your city whose new cars can drive themselves
The world before was a mask we wore
The war is at your front door
The world before was a mask we wore
The war is at your front door
Golden auto mile
The River's risin wild
But it won't put out those fires
On the Golden auto mile
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4. |
Passengers on the Tide
02:40
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It’s the audacity... of having something to say
And the tenacity... to say it day after day
It’s the capacity... to hold a thing in your heart
And the capacity... to let it tear you apart
We've heard this song a million times
We’ve loved and lost a million lives
And stretched before us endlessly
The monotony of history rolls on
And we go sailing on
Passengers on the tide
And we go flailing on
Time after time time time
We've danced this dance a billion times
We’ve bred the sheep and fed the lions
And stretched before us endlessly
The monstrosity of history rolls on
And we go sailing on
Passengers on the tide
And we go flailing on
Time after time time time
And we go sailing on
Passengers on the tide
And we go flailing on
Time after time time time
Time after time time time
Time after time time time
Time after time time time
Time after time time time
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5. |
Lightning Land
04:08
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The world wide web of mind control
Recording over tapes of old
Erasing all the stories told
Replacing them with lives on hold
Nirvana blares out of some speakers
All the preachers gather round
Hear singularity as sound
Then become one with glowing ground
Impossible to understand
The continental drift at hand
That boils the waters off Japan
Til fault lines make earth lightning land
Ride the Lightning
No use fightin
Runnin hidin
Ride the Lightning
Ride the Lightning
Crackling Smiting
Runnin hidin
Ride the Lightning
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6. |
Neverending Stories
04:02
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We're waiting in the lineup
We're waiting til our time's up
The dying stops but the silence never ends
Never ends
Never ends
The dying stops but the silence never ends
I'm sorry this story is neverending
I'm sorry this story is neverending
I'm sorry this story is neverending
I'm sorry this story is neverending
We're waiting in our hideout
We're waiting til it's light out
The dying stops but the silence never ends
We're waiting but it's time now
It's time to take this thing down
The dying stops but the silence never ends
Never ends
Never ends
The dying stops but the silence never ends
I'm sorry this story
Never ends
I'm sorry this story
Never ends
I'm sorry this story
Never ends
I'm sorry this story
Never ends (differently)
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7. |
Castles Made of Sand
03:10
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Made up billionaires
Do we really fuckin care?
They're all castles made of sand
But who doesn't love a good psyop?
Sweatshop shoe's about to drop
On the castles in the sand
On and on, we could go on and on
Or maybe just stop, on a dime
The tide comes in, then when the tide goes out
We could row out, or we could drown
Thermobaric bombs
Midnight's brighter than the dawn
We're all castles made of sand
Shadows burnt on walls
Painted chalk of what we lost
Flattened castles made of sand
On and on, we could go on and on
Or maybe just stop, on a dime
The tide comes in, then when the tide goes out
We could row out, or we could drown
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8. |
Windstar
03:13
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When I held your hand on the floor of the Windstar
And watched you hold in your last breath
I smiled at the unbroken promise
That could only be kept by our deaths
Whoa x4
The bullets they hit and cut and twisted
Just inches from our hearts and heads
I gripped and dug into the carpet
Like blankets on my childhood bed
The bloodstains they spread like a skyline
A city I dreamt of instead
We're never getting out of this Windstar mama
So I'll close my eyes just to rest
Singing
Whoa x4
The sirens and war cries from the market
Drowned out by violins in my head
When one of those shots finally found me
It filled me with light instead of lead
Then crying became fits of laughter
Excitement for some coming thing
When that RPG finally found us
Then both of our voices did sing
Singing
Mama your boys are coming home
Mama your boys are coming home
Mama your boys are coming home
Mama your boys are coming home
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