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Here I am
Sitting on down
Just looking around
Where are all the clowns?
Shipped the smartest kids from every town
Then there’s me
Just as wise as can be
So why can’t I see
The trip that’s facing me
He got the word
She got the word
The world’s a string of pearls
Side long glances - prancing - not for me
There are barriers to entry
The market isn’t free
If you’re in it man you’re in clean
If not you’re food for the machine
The market isn’t free
No the market isn’t free
That free market isn’t free
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I-84
I don’t know and I don’t care
The way she flips back that long blonde hair
The way that sick old man just stared
There is no us and them
Out on the median
We are all alone out here
Just noise and filth and fear
What you did or who you know
Now you’re just
Bought and sold
I don’t know and I don’t care
About her pretty fashion wear
About that nose up in the air
But she’s nice to me
Can’t help her upbringing
We are all alone out here
Just noise and filth and fear
What you did or who you know
Now you’re just
Bought and sold
I don’t know and I don’t care
Why they all slow down to stare
We’re just losers anywhere
They laugh and point
Just clowns out from the joint
There is no us and them
In orange out on the median
I don’t know and I don’t care
There is no us and them
Out on the median
Born on third in the dirt
Girl can’t atone for the pervert jerk
I don’t know and I don’t care
About those lies left up in the air
We all think, but we ain’t there
But she’s nice to me
Can’t help her upbringing
Just too close to see
We are all alone out here
Just noise and filth and fear
What you did or who you know
Now you’re just
Bought and sold
I don’t know and I don’t care
About those lies, left in the air
Can't you see? That girl is scared
There is no us and them
Out on the median
It’s all a show
Forgive it all, or just watch it go
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Not locked down
Not so rough
No CO
Who thinks he’s tough
Lost some friends
More than enough
Some things are different
But not much different
Outside Inside
Trying to stay Outside
By keeping myself Inside
Not locked down
Just holed up
No PO call
When I don’t
Show up
When I don’t
Do what I was told
Get no more than a scold
They call this lockdown but
I’m looking up I’m not locked up
They call this lockdown maybe
Lockdown looking Up
Sick old guy
No clue why
He wants us all just to die
No clue why
He’s got the whole pie
I know it’s a grifter thing
But they’re all going to sing
His boys are going to sing
New old guy
Got a nice smile
Says we can all get by
What’s not to believe
He’s not trying to deceive
He just cannot conceive
Can’t understand the hate
Doesn’t feel the need to hate
Some friends have died
That’s nothing new
For some they’ve never had this view
So good for them!
They thought fairness was their right
A dream as bright as night
Looking out
On this sunlit town
I can grab it now
No one can take it from me
I can take it from me
They can take it from me
Have to stay outside
Inside to stay outside
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Low Down Grifter
It must have been so hard to find
Anyone weaker than you to fight
You hurt all the small kids you know
You’re only worth what daddy had bought you - he bought you
Low Down Grifter You
Aren’t worth my time
You felt owed, put down and shamed
Never lived up to the name (what name?)
You felt small and made others pay
Because they told you - You can’t have your way - No way
You need everything be brought low
Because you have no sense of what you are Little Boy Zero
Low Down Grifter You
Low Down Grifter
No End Game for You
Low Down Grifter
Too late to be understood its
Too late to make anything any good
Too late to make amends
You lost everything they sent
You lost it Time to go You Lost It
Now - down to the floor
They’re all just running for the door
You were used and now you’re laid out
Used up worn out just spat out Spat out you
Low Down Grifter You
Kill what’s free so you
Look so strong sad you
Zero
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Take it all, you leave nothing
Scraps - filth for those you spat on
All that’s left, bins of ruin
Take it all, ‘cause it’s all gonna end soon
Tomorrow it's over by noon
It’s ending for you soon
Alone in your empty room
Well you made them believe, in all of this
They need to believe, in all of this
Brittle and weak, broke with the feel
Of love lashed out, to cut and peel
Empty King
Bare for all to see
The Empty King
Take that box and get out of here
Take your box and get out of here
Painted white and flaking gold
All that’s yours - bought and resold
Whatever fits, its yours to fold
Into this empty cardboard box of empty souls
Needing to be told
Hungry souls
Treated like dirt, bought and sold
You made them believe
In all of this
Needed to believe
In something like this
The deal that pays off
Sweat and toil
That they too can win, maybe touch the golden foil
Empty King
For all to see
The Empty King
Take your box and get outta here
Or we'll drag that guy right out of here
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Stand This Up
He told me no
Straight from the CEO
He said man keep it low
I don’t think so
Maybe this boy just got to..
Just give in?
Maybe go for the win?
Who’s got no sin?
Sell it Out? Get on out? Or
STAND THIS UP
Peek over the ridge
Stand this up
Cross that fire of a bridge
Stand this up
Or you’re
Not worth a dime
Passing time
Taking up air and space
No duty to the human race
Stand this up
Out the door
Hit the floor
Having squat ain’t more
So many tries
Maybe this time not on lies
We have to
Stand this up
Peer over the ridge
Stand this up
Cross that fire of a bridge
Stand this up
Or we’re
Not worth a dime
Passing time
Taking up air and space
No duty to the human race
He told me no
Straight from the CEO
He said man keep it low
I don’t think so
Maybe this boy’s got to
Stand this up
Peer over the ridge
Stand this up
Cross that fire of a bridge
Stand this up
Or I ain’t worth a dime
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Cold and Blue
04:00
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She said talk to the hand
And made that stand
I’m not December’s man
Cut and dry
The whys aren’t always the why
It was overdue
Cold and blue
Took it rough - hit real hard
Can’t even see my next card
Not going too far
Cut and dry
The whys aren’t always the why
I bet she knew
Cold and blue
The day was bright and grey
Leaves long gone away
There’s one dancing - just a stray
Wind didn’t howl
There was just a scowl
Blowing away from you
ME needed an ID
Someone called me
Her hands were cold and blue
Cut and dry
The whys aren’t always the why
I bet she knew
Cold and blue
I took it rough, hit real hard
Can’t even see my next card
Not going too far
Talk to the hand
Nothing’s going to stand
Cold and Blue
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Hey Jules Hey Jules Hey Jules
Please don't give your time to fools
Hey Jules Hey Jules
Treat them equal was your rule
Hey Jules Hey Jules
But they went and did that coup
Hey Jules Hey Jules
Acton - Boston - Houston - Austin
Funny, smart and tough
She knows her stuff
Hey Jules Hey Jules
Election deniers can sound so normal
So long as you hear them over and over
Hey Jules Hey Jules
Autocrats, theocrats sound so normal
Only when you can hear them over and over
Hey Jules Hey Jules Hey Jules Hey Jules Hey Jules
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