1. |
The Wind
05:27
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everybody needs everybody wants
everybody signin’ on and has something to flaunt
everybody screams everybody yells
everybody thinkin’ they’re the hero in their tale
the hero in their tale
your talent is so cheap
cheap like Wal-Mart pleats
everyone can sing and play without a truth to speak
homogenize the thought
homogenize the art
same old song and dance my friends as long as people want
as long as people want
standin’ up for righteousness
inspire with fake quotes
masking your desire to be the only hope
empty bag of meat you are
empty bag of meat
kiss of nature coming hard The Wind blows to me
the wind blows to me
what change have you made?
can’t make up your mind
what change have you made?
can’t make up your mind
do it for the likes
do it for the stat
if it isn’t posted not worth inking a new tat
do you feel the joy?
the joy of spending time
judging people you don’t know a lemon hates a lime
a lemon hates a lime
do an extra set
make sure your buns are tight
your followers don’t want to see an ounce of cellulite
crucify the right
antagonize the left
echo chamber ego trip you’re speaking to the deaf
speaking to the deaf
high and mighty post is made
the evils of pig roast
did you read the article?
was written by a ghost
empty bag of meat you are
empty bag of meat
kiss of nature coming hard The Wind blows to me
what change have you made?
can’t make up your mind
what change have you made?
can’t make up your mind
make sure we see your meals but then go for a run
no-one likes a muffin top yeah now we’re havin’ fun
remember when your mama said, “Don’t care what people think.”
she really wasn’t kidding you don’t have to take a drink
don’t have to take a drink
how many memes inspire the time that you have spent?
your goldfish focus longer on these tasks of acumen
notify the masses, all day we reminisce
remember when remember when this ain’t no benign cyst
this ain’t no benign cyst
this network is a cancer
a social murder hit
no real interaction diabolical piss fit
empty bag of meat you are
empty bag of meat
kiss of nature coming hard The Wind blows to me
this network is a cancer
a social murder hit
no real interaction diabolical piss fit
empty bag of meat you are
empty bag of meat
kiss of nature coming hard The Wind blows to me
The Wind blows to me baby
The Wind blows to me baby
The Wind
The Wind
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2. |
Stand
04:41
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Stand
I got a garden bet on says your just a tool
a pick axe for the Mac above
I’m talkin’ tech, human wish and animal drool
did you get your rocks off?
did you change the password?
who’s the genie and what’s its game baby, baby what’s its game?
I wanna know right where you stand
I wanna know just where you fold
action now action go
I wanna know just where you
party people with your phone in hand
did you see the fireworks?
did you take a slow-motion vid?
are there any spark plugs in this consciousness? to ignite the nighttime with the vein the bone the biological blessed
beware the false light the network posses, the network posses
I wanna know right where you stand
I wanna know just where you fold
action now action go
I wanna know just where you
where do you fold?
is it right over here?
where the sound meets your ear
or is it over there?
two steps from here
where your lover slips on a banana peel
Is it in The Wind?
(everybody needs everybody wants)
I wanna know right where you stand
I wanna know just where you fold
action now action go
I wanna know just where you
yeah I wanna know
where do you stand baby where do you stand? where do you fold baby where do you fold?
action go go go
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3. |
Lady Bull
07:12
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Lady Bull, she kingdom come
can’t write her off with eyes they talk and righteously
Lady Bull, she got garden
stonewall built with her bare hands no man need sweat
Lady Bull, society
don’t mix well her speech do tell don’t floss their teeth
Lady Bull, she don’t need mirror
makeup funny lipstick gummy who’s got time?
Lady Bull, magazine
make her laugh with call that crack a judgin’ heard
Lady Bull, she don’t don’t need gun
fists of fury kick like Bruce Lee dragon lunge
lady
she’s a Lady Bull
lady
kingdom come
Lady Bull, she got family
she hold ‘em close don’t burn no toast she chef a feast
Lady Bull, her sons bow down
laser pointer order anger truth in sound
Lady Bull, her daughter dance
raise her right like not to fight no fool’s romance
Lady Bull, don’t take bull
train your dog yeah charge you charge you full
Lady Bull, she don’t drink shine
no fool to fondle bend your neck and curse it bent
Lady Bull, Dama Toro
older better stronger wiser love like wine
lady
she’s a Lady Bull
lady
kingdom come
lady
she’s a Lady Bull
lady
send your dreams to her
lady
she’s a Lady Bull
lady
kingdom come
lady
she’s a Lady Bull
lady
send your dreams to her
send your dreams to her
she won’t mind
so send your dreams to her
she gonna kingdom come your ass boy
she’s gonna kingdom come your ass boy
she won’t mind
she won’t mind if you send your dreams to her
she won’t mind if you send your dreams to her
so send your dreams to her
she’ll be there to kingdom come your ass boy
she’ll be there to kingdom come you
so send ‘em long and send good cause
she’ll be there to kingdom come your ass boy
kingdom come your ass boy
she’s gonna kingdom come your ass boy
she’s gonna kingdom come your ass boy
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4. |
Umarked Trail
04:15
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looking out my window
I see the boiling past
now I let my eyelids fall
now I feel the future will last
no I don’t need no mountain top
light shines here refuse to go dark
as I move against the grain
an unmarked pathway
the prison I signed up for
rusts in ether and tear
the matter why my problems grow
it ain’t from up above
it ain’t from down below
Unmarked Trail, walk on through
Unmarked Trail, walk on through
looking out my window, yeah I see the fading past
now I let my eyelids fall
and I know
yes I know the future will last
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5. |
Heartbeat
05:02
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baby come home, get back, log out of your Instagram,
filter it out, filter to black, no change born from scrollin’
Feel engaged, enraged, the phone’s got an off switch
rest your thumbs and your ass, stand up stand up
get back to the heartbeat
steady as she goes now
the moment where you wanna be
see your love informed, wow!
don’t swipe left all night, speak right on direct
measure yourself - against what? some cocked judge n’ jury
get enough “likes?”
enough to make ya so high
was it too few? too few to make you so dry
baby come home, get back, take a break from your marketing plan
cause that’s what your doing,
don’t you understand?
get back to the heartbeat
steady as she goes now
the moment where you wanna be
see your love informed, wow!
get back to the heartbeat
steady as she goes now
the moment where you wanna be
the moment where you wanna be
baby come home, get back, take a break from ya Facebooks
is he your friend or street cred? have you seen him in the real world?
I mean in the flesh,
cause we ain’t living in The Matrix yet
no we ain’t living in The Matrix yet no we ain’t, no we ain’t, no
you got a crick, in your neck, from looking into the abyss
you know what you need?
eye contact
get back and we’re gonna keep it steady now
get back to the heartbeat
steady as she goes now
the moment where you wanna be
see your love informed, wow!
get back to the heartbeat
steady as she goes now
the moment where you wanna be
the moment where you wanna be
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6. |
Hagakure
03:33
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awake to morning drum
Friday rain to bone
bookshelf morphs into a mouth
it swallows up my mind
ain’t even left my bed
Hagakure glowing red
Hagakure glowing red
these pages drip with spirit
hidden in the leaves
tele moan and skitter
war cloud puff at the sky
these samurai and their steel
cut weeds of enemy
ancient whisper flowers up
I’m already dead
I’m already dead
Hagakure glowing red
Hagakure glowing red
warrior biotype permeates the tide
vivifies my craving to regenerate
to make the pen the sword
to make the pen the sword
to make the pen the sword
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7. |
Street to Throne
05:58
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the whispered end of the darkness send
a chill to the window once shut
the rescued friend with forgetfulness
opens the window once shut
on the move again now
preacher round the bend now
shrieking in exiling wonder
some dreams you’ll never understand
“Okay,” says a line in your hand
no you got no halo
no you got no home now
one day you’ll live from street to throne
faith sent hands
kind fragileness
sightless child to the dog
starts here again
this where this when
old time pushing harder
organs and steam
open up and scream
robot runt calling the shot
some dreams you’ll never understand
“Okay,” says a line in your hand
no you got no halo
no you got no home now
one day you’ll live from street to throne
“Command control do you copy?
Command control is anybody out there? I got one with soul down here.
Fucker’s got soul.
Does anybody read?
We’re gonna have to bust this turkey stand.
We’re gonna have to bust this fuckin’ turkey stand and take this fucker out.
Anybody out there!? Anybody read me, over?”
some dreams you’ll never understand
“Okay,” says a line in your hand
no you got no halo
no you got no home now
one day you’ll live from street to throne
“Command control. Command control do you read? Does anybody read me? Over.”
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mike by name New York, New York
Mike Moore is a singer, multi-instrumentalist, writer, and producer from the small town of East Kingston, NH known for his heavy rock n’ roll outfit Fire in the Field’s career touring and releasing music every year since 2014. His band garnered multiple New England Music Award and a Boston Music Award nomination as well as song placements in nationally syndicated television shows. ... more
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