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Inside This Feeling
04:08
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I see a light, in my rear vision mirror
Bright flashing lights, and the wail of a siren
I’m feeling paranoia; I’ve got a very bad feeling about this
I’ve got a sinking feeling, I’d like the road to open up and swallow me whole
Oh, was I moving too fast? Oh was I moving too slow?
Oh was I trying to pass by the wayside?
Is it the colour of my skin, should I take it on the chin
Demerit points are rising fast, they are revenue raising again
They wont to disappear me; they wont to end my family
Should I slip into overdrive, watch the world fall behind
Watch the stars glow through my rear vision mirror
We might end up somewhere else where the storm troopers can’t find us
Oh, was I moving too fast? Oh was I moving too slow?
Oh was I driving too fast by the wayside?
Is it the colour of my eyes? Should I find a new disguise?
Keep a blaster by my side; don’t let the world know that I hide
Inside this feeling, inside this feeling, inside this feeling
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Imperial Entanglement
04:30
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Step step over here, step step over there
Step step anywhere, where I tell you to
Stick to the rules, or face the consequences
The fait of fools, is not knowing when you will be emancipated
Your bristles are out, like an echidna under siege
Intimidation fines and restrictions
You have defied the system
You must be punished for this
It should be clear by now
The rules are here to enable the rich and disable the poor
Step over here, step over there, step over here, step over there
The lines are over lapping reducing me to a square
The lines are sometimes clapping, to see me standing there
The black dreams are coming, as sure as night follows day
The storm trees are crying
As far as the eye can see, let the mountains still rise before us
With their rocky outcrop eyes, they won’t stop us
But they will find ways to employ us
With their rights and rules, spruik and plastic care
The artificial onion has no bones to pick
Has no layers to fill, has no soul to bare
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Officer of the law can we sort this whole thing out?
Yes yes, officer, officer of the law
Officer of the law can fix this without a doubt?
Yes no yes, officer of the law
Officer of the law can we have a quiet chat?
Yes, yes officer, officer of the law
Wherever she goes, that’s where my heart goes
Wherever she goes
Whatever he knows, theirs so much more to living
Whatever he chose
Whatever they say, I’m giving all or nothing
Whatever they say
Whatever we give, there’s not much more for the taking
Whatever we give
Burning down the highway on my own
Burning down the highway on a throne
Burning down the highway like an easy rider
Burning down the highway – just another hero
Ghost rider hero
No more cross roads
No more Bibles
No more cheapskates
No more Idols
No more Hiding
No more Siding
No more Wish list
Everybody see’s him as some sought of clap trap vagabond
Nobody appreciates, his abilities to abscond
A rebel with a golden cause
A glittering treasure by firelight
Dodge the impresario, willing to put up a fight
Pursued by the special branch
All the king’s horses and all the king’s men
Interstellar road rage incident
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Stay on Mission
04:01
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It’s you - you have to improve
There’s no turning back now
You have to become more than just rebel scum!
You’ve got to be in it
You’ve really got to mean it
So put space suite on
There’s no turning back now
If you’re going to fight
Close the cockpit lid
Tune the space guns high
You’re just a village green kid
But you’re shooting for the sky
And there’s no wondering why
It’s true, the rumours are right
They’ve got you by the ball sack
And the rhythm is blue
We’ve got to stick it to the man
We’ve got to do what we can
Through the glistening sky
Write the smoke words boldly
And on the empty walls
Close the cockpit lid
Tune the space guns high
You’re just a village green kid
But you’re shooting for the sky
And there’s no wondering why
no wondering why…
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Light Saber Clash
05:19
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Hey billionaire, do you have some time for me?
Hey there billionaire
Are you so steeped in crime, that you have no time?
Using the system for personal gain, it’s such a shame
While the millions and billions slave for a crust and a bed
Do you want to strike down, and trample on the puddle of my robes
When the culture is in the service of economic greed
The ones who are counter have economic need
So go ahead and strike me down
Trample on the puddle of my robes (repeat)
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Magic Mirror
03:35
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The wars not in front of me, it rages off in the tragic distance
We return to our economy, the articles and documentaries
We can survive, in a bubble of hope
We can even thrive with the lathering soap in our eyes
In our eyes
Tell of you’re your adventures starry eyed
The wars not in front of me, it rages off like a tragedy
The rain sounds like a symphony, it puts me to sleep in a magic mirror
A magic mirror
They’re lining up for the human races
With suspense on their hardened faces
Magic mirror
We draw lines with your eyes to places
Hide inside the parking spaces
Magic mirror
We draw the line at the insulation, to help preserve some relaxation
Magic mirror
Magic mirror
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Amplify Your Pleasure
05:59
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The mechanics of the exercise are confounding
The fault in the product is undeniable, unreliable, unmistakable
Display boards are brimming with excitement, enticement
The shop front is full of glossy copy
Percentages are less than agreeable
And the commitment a millstone
The voice on the phone is not reassuring
Like a robot programmed to disagree
The scripted sales pitch is rather disappointing
Selling you something that you do not need
Let me verify your credentials
Let me panic in your brain until the ice cream melts
Let me escalate the matter to an expert
Let me punch in your codes and passwords
You’d be saving 25% if you a add another plan
The existing plan is faulty
There is a better one for you that’s for sure
Buy more products at reduced rates of measure
So we can amplify for pleasure
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Serve The Empire
03:15
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I serve the empire
We serve the empire and follow orders so well
We serve the empire and follow orders so well
If you have a question, don’t hesitate to ask
We have the solution, yes my friends we have the pass
Be on the right side of the law, serve the empire
We have many uniforms from which to choose from, helmets galore
We have many occupations to choose from enforcing the law
Grey and black, walk around like there’s a newspaper inserted in your ass
The polished boots and salutes to your superior officer
You might even get the chance to take some equipment home
In fact you could start a lucrative business, a black market stall
Selling stationary and weaponry
We serve the empire
We serve the empire
We serve the empire and follow orders
We serve the empire so well
Serve the empire
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Art Force Awaken
03:05
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Pocket people, play mobile
The shapes above my window sill
Are stranded in a cemetery
Lego knights and a plastic platoon
Spit, Snap, War, Canasta, Pontoon
Are shrouded in a memory
Snakes and Ladders and Monopoly
Showing us how things have got to be
Grounded in memory
I thought that I saw Megatron last night
Glistening sliver eyes, staring vacantly
At an encroaching army of figurines
So many types and creeds, so many casualties
When we yearn for innocence, nobody can defend us
When we grow to experience, nobody can save us
When need a master plan, nobody will help us
It’s hopeless
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Black Sheep
03:20
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Tyres on a black wet tar-mac
Under a street night sun
Hurrying to a destination
Where the celebrations have begun
Commencing with the setting sun
The whispering wind and a tear drop sky fall
This is the stuff that dreams are made from
Standing apart from festivities
Disassociate from communities
The black sheep of the family
With the dogs and cats for empathy
Profile like a serial killer
Gone are the days when you can hide from the world
Gone are the ways that you could land yourself in trouble
Gone is the pay that could keep the ship from sinking
Gone are the days when you can hide from the world
Gone are the ways that you could land yourself in trouble
Gone is the pay that could keep the ship from sinking
The black sheep of the family
With the dogs and cats for empathy
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A New Day Has Arrived
03:39
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Writing down another song, careless
Jealous that it takes too long, careless
I’m singing like a purple eye
I’m missing my purpose tonight, careless
A new day has arrived (repeat)
You’ve been thinking about your purpose
Imagining the world through strawberry eyes
You’ve been thinking that you’re worthless
You think that you might be the Anti-Christ
A new day has arrived (repeat)
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Imperial March
03:25
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They walk in line
Like a white parade of goons
Their suits of armour shining like the moon
Following orders like religious mantra
To insulate their bureaucratic minds
They walk in line
Follow order to the letter
Consider themselves better than the hoi polloi
If a mouth shoots off
A workplace bullies on a power trip again
Preserving the four walls that contain their ambition
They walk in line
They walk in line
Footsteps in unison
Following orders to the letter
In no way accountable
There’s always someone beneath them to take the blame
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Taking a Fall
03:36
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Some men have no home, some men have no sympathy
Some may go it alone, some reside in company
Some will stay at home, some will traverse the galaxy
Some will be so brave, some will hide within the shadows
within the shadows, within the shadows
Never tasting victory
You’ve seen me at my worst, You’ve seen me at my best
You’ve seen me when I can’t quite function
We live inside our fears, hide behind a mask
We only come out to greet the sunshine
I’ve taken a fall, feeling so small
But I’m willing to try harder next time round
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Droid With Feelings
04:23
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Look into my glowing eyes
Full moons and a constant look of surprise
I am programmed to be your servant
Clean my metal skin with a non-abrasive detergent
If you ask me a question
My logic files will surely find the answer
You should see me in a gentle mode
Anticipating everything you need
You should see me when I’m in attack mode
All the diodes in my side come alive
But if you take me for granted
I may become disenchanted
For my feelings would be hurt
If you treat me like dirt
But if you lavish me with kindness
Appreciate all the things I can do for you
I will serve you with loyalty
And demonstrate my gallantry
Demonstrate my empathy
Leave me in a quiet corner, at your peril
Lead me to the maintenance bay to have an oil
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Penalty Hour
04:43
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The sound of rain, beating like a memory
Retreating like the enemy - tail between your legs
Holding on to the dignity you’re granted
Staying strong despite feeling disenchanted
The sound of guns, abuse of ammunition
The silence comes, in the rubble of your ambitions
The comfort of a sheltered moment
You seek some certainty protect your identity now
Reflect the society, ignorance and empathy somehow
Receive a penalty somehow
You receive a penalty somehow
And in the night sky, you dream of rain
And in the shadows of a dull day you suffer pain
Penalty, protruding from the mailbox
Adding to my roadblocks
Kicking me in silence
It fills me with a strange and subtle blindness
Adding to my roadblocks
Kicking me in silence
It fills me with the urge to commit violence
(Ukrainian media report)
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Zero Gravity Affair
02:33
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Imaginative play
04:31
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18. |
Resistance Express
04:17
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If the fun goes, and the lights are red
If the phone shows, a voice inside your head
If time becomes a stranger and the hours dread
The phone becomes a savior, replace the voices inside your head
My heart beat goes, my heart beat goes
I seek help, but I do not know where to start
Inside this crystal granite heart
I can look into a lens called life
If the rain falls, and the grass is wet
The water soaks through your clothes
And the song becomes regret, just forget
You ever did anything worthwhile
Did you ever do anything worthwhile?
Then the phone calls and your mothers dead
A certain amount of disassociation is necessary
Oh so necessary, oh so necessary…
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Euie b Graham Canberra, Australia
Ending formal lessons on violin, I began writing songs in 1992, graduating to a four-track cassette recorder shortly after, and the addictive journey of composing then recording was entrenched. I continue, assimilating influences and forging my own way. I shy away from performing, I write, record then move on. I would love others to listen and enjoy, and hold out hope that I May find an audience. ... more
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