1. |
Red Alert
03:19
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Everything's trying to kill you
Someday, something is gonna succeed
There's demons trying to steal you
Your time and energy is all that they need
Hey, red alert
Red alert
Red alert
Everyone's trying to keep you
From being satisfied or taking a break
They're seeing if they can bend you
To fit you into their big machine
You'll know when it's over
When you see the lights go out
You'll know when it's over
When you hear the voices stop
Hey. red alert
Red alert
Red alert
You'll know when it's over
When you see the lights go out
You'll know when it's over
When you hear the voices stop
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2. |
Mania
03:15
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I've become so incensed
Too much energy to expend
Like a snake, it works its way right on in
Rage and mania begin
Mania
Hysteria
Tastin' blood
In stereo
(x2)
Like a bottle that's been shook too many times
When the cap flies off, gonna leave somebody blind
Don't know how long ago I lost my mind
Somebody help before I go insane
Mania
Hystera
Tastin' blood
In Stereo
(x2)
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I hope to God we never make it into space
And fill it with billboards, churches, and banks
How much more trash can one species create?
I got a feeling we'll find out
We'll cause some problems that we have yet to create
I hope we crash on our way out into space
Paid advertisements, marketing, and our careers
That's all that matters, and it's been this way for years
How many more human lives will we waste?
I got a feeling we'll find out
We'll cause anxiety where they'd never known the name
I hope we crash on our way out into space
How much more time can we afford to waste?
I got a feeling we'll find out
Always a dollar short, and a century too late
I hope we crash on our way out into space
How much more time can we afford to waste?
I got a feeling we'll find out
Always a dollar short, and a century too late
I hope we crash on our way out into space
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4. |
S'pos'das
04:38
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Well I'm working
But I sure ain't getting anything done
Yeah, I'm plugged in
But I sure ain't having any fun
My mind is set in stone
My face is weather-worn
Lost in the s'pos'das, I've taken the bait, it seems
Try to kill time, but it just ends up killing me
Burdened by hatred; this unjust hegemony
Lost in the s'pos'das; as hopeless as it might seem
I'll keep coming back
Yeah, I'mma stay mad
You'll see me again
Well I've spoken
But I don't expect for you to hear
You've been broken
As you waste another year
Your mind is set in stone
Your face is weather-worn
Lost in the s'pos'das, I've taken the bait, it seems
Try to kill time, but it just ends up killing me
Burdened by hatred; this unjust hegemony
Lost in the s'pos'das; as hopeless as it might seem
I'll keep coming back
Yeah, I'mma stay mad
You'll see me again and again and again
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The Hourlies Detroit, Michigan
The Hourlies are four Detroit scene vets that all reside somewhere in the space between garage
rock, blues, punk,
and psyche rock. The result is blues guitar hooks, played at the speed of punk, with
just enough psychedelic chaos to keep things interesting.
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