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Pilgrim
02:34
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A pilgrim in the desert
Had a holy vision
Said "go into the mountains, find you answers there"
So he came to the mountains
The highest snowy peak
He was blind and half frozen
When the vision came to speak, and said
"I'll admit you've got initiative, pilgrim
But I'm sorry to say
This is not your day"
So he took to the ocean
Around him boundless sea
In despair and exhaustion
To the sky he screamed:
"Do you see how I've suffered?
Am I just insane?
My whole life is wasted
My efforts all in vain"
And a bliss he'd never know engulfed him
He was at peace
And he drifted away
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Automatic
02:45
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Colonel Sanders waves the American Flag
See the warbirds fly overhead in formation
And the mushroom clouds blooming in the blood red sky
Smell like chicken
This Tea Party porno is a success
What are we going to do with all the sleeveless flannels?
I'm up to my ass in folded tricorne hats
Guns and bibles
Ooh let's talk about it
Let's talk about it
Ooh Let's talk about your hatred of freedom
And my automatic automatic automatic
Get your hands of my goddamn automatic
Jesus gave it to me for my protection
From the tyranny of government, grizzly bears
And Al Qaeda
Ooh let's talk about it
Let's talk about it
Ooh Let's talk about your hatred of freedom
And my automatic
Oh just give me a reason
To pull the hammer back
You can pry my pistol
From my cold dead hands
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Darling
03:10
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Darling of the Right
Squint in the light of your flawless pearly smile
Eager for the slaughter
Headed for a fall
You're favored above them all
Terrorize, cajole
Whip them into frenzy
You coddle the rich, throw the immigrants out
Squeeze the poor let 'em sort it out
Whatever your shrill voice decries
Is in the next day's headlines
But the jig's up, the jig's up
You've had your day
You coddle the rich, throw the immigrants out
Squeeze the poor let em sort it out
The scent of sulfur lingers
But your accusing finger
Will soon lose it's charm
They're on to you, raggedy ann
Your stitches showing, you've played your hand
You're just a dusty old soundbite
Watch out they're going to change the channel
The jig is up, you've had your day
You chase it down, but the spotlight strays
Don't look now you've lost your place
At the old boys' table yeah
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Holiday
03:24
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I flew the Falcon outta London
I need a holiday
The scene was getting kind of hectic
I'm off to Saint-Tropez
Anchored off-shore in the azure waters
With an heiress and count
Patek Philippe keeps the time
The Swiss my bank accounts
Oh no, don't cry for my lost soul
There's GPS in the Rolls,
And I'll find my way
Ooh I'll find my way
But don't you think I got it easy
Sometimes I got it hard
Like the time I hit the limit
On my Centurion Card
One bathtub full of Dom Perignon over the line
Dad had to pick up the check
Then everything was fine
Oh no, don't cry for my lost soul
There's GPS in the Rolls,
And I'll find my way
Ooh I'll find my way
We got more money than Jesus and Allah combined
Daddy's hobby's buying islands
Mom's is diamond mines
I get confused when you tell me that the meek
Will inherit the earth
Cause Daddy's Will says it's mine
What is your net worth?
Oh no, don't cry for my lost soul
There's GPS in the Rolls,
And I'll find my way
Ooh I'll find my way
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Buttercup
03:08
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Oh buttercup I just wanna tell ya
Don't believe everything your told
Oh buttercup let me break it to ya
I believe you're a long long way from home
But if you get in line, pay your dues in time
Get in line, pay your dues in time
Get in line, pay your dues in time
Get in line, pay your dues in time
You'll be rewarded with a cold blanket of earth
To call your own
Oh buttercup you'll just have to trust us
Forget everything you think you know
The game is fixed a foregone conclusion
You may be on top now but you know
Soon in the gutter you'll go
Like all the ones before you
An eager supply of drones
All waiting for the chance to take your place
No silver lining shining up on high up in the clouds
No home safe harbor, to turn to when you're down
But I'll take you from this, save you from yourself
You'll be mine all mine
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