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Eh Di Haech Di!
03:15
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Bitch Slap The Day
04:39
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I have no truck with abuse
And if I had to choose,
I'd say that violence
Is never the way
But sometimes you gotta wake up
May be some cross you gotta take up
Bitch slap the day
Chasing down the hours last night
But you lost your quarry
Now it's the twelfth hour
And this afternoon you're feeling sorry
Time is money
And today owes you your fee
You set your own hours
But you're still not feeling free
I have no truck with abuse
And if I had to choose,
I'd say that violence
Is never the way
But sometimes you gotta wake up
May be some cross you gotta take up
Bitch slap the day
By the time you wake up
The coffee's already cold
And by the time you get up
- what is that? is that mould? -
You try to remember
What kept you in that dream
But in the fading picture
What's lost is all you see
[improvise on the chorus]
Bitch slap that day
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There is a river
That breaks my heart
It flows and it calls one note
A note it's held from the start
But I am not that river
Though I've gone to it before
And everything was bold and new
and I held in my hand greatness of heart
I have been rent bereft of the religion with no text
Of past days
Left with this one emotion
If you can feel it join the way
But you must take me as I am
And you must take me as I come
Take me back
Take me back
To where I'd never ask for that
Where is my fairy tale
Where is my adventure
There is no meaning at the end of it all
No symbolism to make sense of the times
There's only an hourglass on the desk
Its sands fall like the sun in the west
I can hear it so strong
But it escapes me
Now I'm repeating
Take me back
Take me back
Take me back
To where the notes are clear
So that I might never cry out
For that which I have drunk of before
My soul is a terror
And I want you to feel it
This mild-mannered anarchism it's not enough
I want you to push me to flashpoint
I want to burn down
There is one note
But I am not that
Though I have used it as best as I could
If I was defeated you may call it prayer
Though I'm searching
For something more rare
And I think I can
Not find it
But I can make it
I can make it there
from my river of mind
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