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Ma Raf Vo
03:21
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Ma Raf Vo
I live in limbo land
I know you’ll say that I’ve been saying
Not worth the day that I get paid
Move away, cannot stay
Every inch of this town bad memory ingrained
Lying should be robbed not beaten
But you been betrayed you don’t like the taste
Come on and tell me it’s a lie
Come on and tell me it’s a lie
Come on say it to my eye
I live in limbo land
I don’t know how much more that I can stand
Like a man I’m supposed to be
Here I lie, blackened sky
Getting high with time to bide
Till I get mine I think I’ll hide
Now I’m starting to wonder what it’s like outside
In my place is another new face
Just stop this ride and turn the tide now
Come on and tell me it’s a lie
Come on and tell me it’s a lie
Come on say it to my eye
I live in limbo land
I don’t know how much more that I can stand
Like a man I’m supposed to be
Before your old and all is sold
And artist soul I see you fold
Scrape off the mould that breaks your hold
Cos revenge is a meal that is best served cold
Now I’m waitin, anticipate
Cos it’s worth it’s weight in gold just to watch you roll baby
Come on tell me it’s a lie
Come on tell me it’s a lie yeah yeah
Come on say it to my eye
I live in limbo land
I don’t know how much more that I can stand
Like a man I’m supposed to be
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2. |
What's Wrong
04:20
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What’s Wrong
Monday Morning to take my place in this big old beast
Think of ten brand new reasons why this place should burn to the ground
Bureaucracy and Rock’n’Roll is like a round peg in a square hole and that’s a fact
I’m spending my own money on this shit
Like a lamb you’ve been led to the slaughter aboard what you’d seen
No one knows what’s going on, what’s that song it sounds wrong
You can take this desk and shove it
What’s wrong you don’t know what’s going on
You started out on the wrong foot fate and luck
It’s too close for comfort and I’m always a house guest
You stamped all over it
Now the police are on the phone, they wanna talk about some cassettes
You got your future plans all mapped it scary
Total worrier, it makes no sense to me at all
You talk in a strange tongue it’s come undone
Too many dreams have paraded in the sun
What’s wrong you don’t know what’s going on
Go to a party at an old friend’s
Smoke filled room people having fun
Get up to see my condition in perspex
Not any dinner and prospect yeah yeah
What’s wrong you don’t know what’s going on?
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3. |
I Won't Run
02:48
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I Won’t Run
Are you a rotting for a shallow end peace
Looking for the whole set of leaks
And you are thinking that the day had come
But the day that it would, when emotion made it run
I won’t run, I won’t run, I won’t run, well I won’t run
I think it’s time to kiss it goodbye
Heartful of wait and a head full of lies
I had enough now, I had enough to try
I think it’s time to kiss it goodbye
I never thought that I would stand out in the turf
Watching the grass grow man here I nurse
Everybody looks at me now as if to say he’s one
The little boy’s mistaken cos I’m still not gonna run
I won’t run, I won’t run, I won’t run, well I won’t run
I aim it’s time to kiss it goodbye
Heartful of woe, head full of lies
I had enough now, I had enough to try
I think it’s time to kiss it goodbye
Kiss goodbye
I won’t run, I won’t run, I won’t run, well I won’t run
I will not run from you yeah yeah.
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4. |
World in a Room
04:15
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World in a Room
World in a room, not in a spoon
You know there’s nothing outside
much we really need it too
It’s pouring, It’s pouring
But I believe that there’s a difference between them and me
But I believe that there’s a difference between them and me
If you lie you can sigh it’s never gonna be that way,
In a bed, a small plain red
At the centre of the universe
Or just between the two of us
Between you and me
…we all get a little bit of glory
Well I believe that there’s a difference between them and me
Well I believe that there’s a difference between them and me
If you lie you can sigh it’s never gonna be that way,
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5. |
Your Hanging
02:08
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Your Hanging
Yeah heard the victor rebel Mama thinks your doing well
But the gloss is fading So I’m starting to smell
Like me, try me the fucker wants to fine me
A hard business man with no guts to defy me
Frame hangin on the wall
Don’t make the balance, won’t save your soul
Fill up that coal in your chest
Some freak knows put the money in your vest yeah
What a joke, a clown in a suit
With a suitcase of lies and and so much to lose
You had the jacks right behind your back
Give the girl a heart attack
You point your finger everywhere cos you’re not like that
Fulfilment is so close but so very far
Now from bucks on the horses or the finest cigars
Fat cat, habit rat, new breed of aristocrat
Take you down an alley introduce you to my cricket bat
Frame hangin on the wall
Don’t make a balance, won’t save your soul
Fill up that whole in your chest
Some fiend knows thats the money in your vest yeah
Frame hangin on the wall
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6. |
You're So Bad
02:38
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You’re So Bad
There’s a man on the street won’t be back till he’s old
Went down with a big bag of Lebanese gold
There’s a smile on your face and a glint in your eye
Your thinking that he’s nothing a small fucking fry
You’re so bad, you’re so bad, yeah you’re so bad
Me and you and your lady we got happening to run
But I’m a year older and looking for fun
She’s come to your words now about how I’m faking
Because my funds are part-time occupation
You’re so bad, you’re so bad, yeah you’re so bad
Pleasure and crying your seven years too late
The end of the year that was too much to take
You thought you were built now to take it all on
But you found out a little bit too late that you are wrong
You’re so bad, good lordy you’re so bad, yeah you’re so bad
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7. |
Fawlty Rocks
04:39
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Fawlty Rocks
You kept an eye line and tried to notice
But the beauty always hides
Did you fly through it all did you get to see
You thought you’d dip your toes in for a while
You look so tired before the night time
Like you’ll be leaving a little soon
Like it was tumming down my delusion
You know that I was locked in you
Just like a dead mans tomb
Another good man down
A slight over this town
I loved that no manage notion
Gonna hammer down to the end
But it’s a sorry shame when the crap gets out
And cripples another gift again
Cross another name outta my phone book
And hope that this last one’s the end
And touch wood what you’ve done stand the test of time
Not for your lifestyle but your pen
That’s what I said
Another hung man down
A slight over this town
On my first seek on through
I rid a little hell through you
Its’s all comin true
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8. |
Fratricide
02:37
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Fratricide
Well I don’t have to talk to you anymore
Well your friends don’t know it but they tell me what you thought
Tell about a man by the people around him
Same conversation with all that surround him,
It’s gonna trickle on down.
It’s goes with the job your friends are your mouthpiece
Never been the same since we lived in the south east
You got your code of spittin words of hate
All you lack the guts to say it to my face
But I hear it anyway
Peace of mind is not my pride, Fratricide is blind
A peace of mind, not my pride, Fratricide is blind
Friends like these, friends say I’m easy baby
Smile with a knife come on stick it inside now
Fratricide is blind
Your pride is stretched, your strength is a lie
You know the runt of the litter won’t be the first to die
Stuck in a whirl, ended up me with the sense
It doesn’t turn to hate baby, just indifference
Just indifference
Peace of mind is not my pride, Fratricide is blind
A peace of mind is not my pride, Fratricide is blind
Friends like these, friends said I’m easy baby
Fratricide is blind
Smile with a knife come on stick it inside now
Fratricide is blind
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9. |
Stripping Music
02:51
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Stripping Music
Well I won’t pretend to be something I’m not
I’m relaxed and happy now thank you
Well I can’t sing about what I forgot
And my girls got a damn good memory
You know there’s nothing you can ever do
To take it away…yeah I must say.
Lying in blazes and the smile on your face
The way that you shake and the difference it made
and I wanna pursuade but I think you do it anyway
Such is my fret that your sense of play will allow it
Yeah there just the same
Full whip up I’m waiting
You have to stay, you’ll find some way out of the case
Just lie back and think and do not wait
Just what we can do given a chance
To pull down your pants of your pleasure and hamster
Well I must say…
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10. |
Acid Reign
02:34
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Acid Reign
Not gonna get to me
You're the reason and you don't deserve to be
Retain my sanity now I still can't believe
I swept away the trade acid reign
Gonna drag you from the gutter by the strength of my name
A little older, a little wiser
Sit back and dictate - no fuckin shame!
Try a little cyanide and you will see it's the quickest path to immunity
Try a little cyanide and you will see you'll develop a thick skin to p p p poison
It wasn't meant to be
That's the reasons I could once have bitten me
That possibility's now become reality
Now I still can't believe
I swept away the trade acid reign
When you sit back saying yes why'd ya really want to say
A little older, a little wiser
Wrong reasons gonna have to fuck up one day
Try a little cyanide and you will see it's the quickest path to immunity
Try a little cyanide and you will see you'll develop a thick skin to p p p poison
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11. |
Casting Stones
03:03
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Casting Stones
You used to talk to me for ages you sounded so alone
I had already knew you were one of my own
You did not understand why I left the silence on the phone
Let he who is without sin cast off the first stone
But I have fallen down
Excacerbates your permanent frown
It’s not your business you can see
That I should mean to you nothing that you mean to me.
So don’t you hang out with me or tell me how to live my life
I don’t remember asking you for advice
The dust on your tongue gets nowhere near the bone
Let he who is without sin cast off the first stone
But I have fallen down
Excacerbates your permanent frown
It’s not your business you can see
That I should mean to you nothing that you mean to me.
Casting Stones
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12. |
A Dog is for Christmas
07:11
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A Dog is for Christmas
My Companion, you push your luck
You chew and spew through life
You don’t give a flying fuck
Little doggie, there’s so much I’ll take
I think you just crossed that line
You better call the RSPCA
Well seems I’ve done more than I should
More than I know you ever would
It’s nice to know who your friends are
Necessarily know just who they aren’t
You heard my story, fell on deaf ears
Now you ask me to tell you why
You wouldn’t notice what you didn’t end with
To your eyes I swept out on the stereo time
And sold myself down the line
Bigger now it’s too far gone
I’m gonna watch you when I get mine
Well seems I’ve done more than I should
More than I know you ever would
It’s nice to know who your friends are
Necessarily know just who they aren’t
And a dog is for Christmas
The biggest joke of all
I don’t sail your ship
I mopped up the mess was left
Left me more desperate than they’ll ever be
Well I’ve done far more than I should
More than I know you ever would
It’s nice to know who your friends are
Tell me do I sound like a fucking moron
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The Yes-Men Melbourne, Australia
THE YES-MEN were a high energy rock band led by songwriter and guitarist Sean Greenway. Based in Melbourne, Australia, they existed from the mid to late 1990’s and played their final gig in 2000.
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