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Don’t speak, don’t think
Don’t dance, don’t sing
Don’t ever do anything
Don’t ever even blink
Have you ever read a little book called 1984?
Don’t you know how it’s a parallel with our current world war?
Sure there’s no war going on
But it doesn’t mean that we’re wrong
This is a new age propaganda song
It exists to tell you everything you know and love is wrong
You may think that you’re alright but then we say you aren’t the one
And if you ever think different from us we’ll ruin all your fun
This is a new age propaganda song
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WRITTEN BY BLUR
I got my head checked
By a jumbo jet
It wasn't easy
But nothing is
I got my head done
When I was young
It's not my problem
It's not my problem
WOOHOO
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Angry Father O Mine
01:15
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He’s got a scowl it seems to me
Reminds me of childhood memories
Where everything was as dark as the closet he locked me in
Now and then I see his face
And it takes me to that awful place
Where if he beat me too long
I’d really break down and cry
Oh
Angry Father O Mine
Oh
Stinging wound of mine
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Happiness Isn't Real
01:29
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You thought that she loved you, but she broke your heart
You thought things were stable, but they fell apart
You thought you were on the way to great fame
But no one around you remembers your name
And it’s because
Happiness isn’t real
It’s an artificial way to feel
It’s not a real thing, I don’t know why
But it sure is a beautiful lie
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WRITTEN BY CHUMBAWAMBA
Your ugly
Your ugly
Your ugly houses look so
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Hands off that thermostat
Or you might die like us all when the temperature drops
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In Mr. Radford’s neighborhood
Every day’s a lovely day
Everyone you meet makes you feel good
And they have so much to say
He’s never seen with red sweaters on
And he never drinks black coffee
His house is very boring
There’s no magic to be seen
And if you ever have a problem with your neighbors living here
Then just let old Mr. Radford know
And he’ll make them disappear
If he asks you will you be my neighbor
You better say yes
And if you ever seem so unfriendly
You must pass the test
Welcome to the neighborhood
Isn’t it a beautiful day?
Because we all have our own dark secrets
And our special ways
And if you ever have a problem with your neighbors living here
Then just let old Mr. Radford know
And he’ll make them disappear
If he asks you will you be my neighbor
You better say yes
And if you ever seem so unfriendly
You must pass the test
In Mr. Radford’s neighborhood
You’ll cry
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WRITTEN BY JOE RAPOSO
Sunny Day
Sweepin' the clouds away
On my way to where the air is sweet
Can you tell me how to get?
How to get to Sesame Street
Come and play
Everything's A-OK
Friendly neighbors there
That's where we meet
Can you tell me how to get
How to get to Sesame Street
Sunny Day
Sweepin' the clouds away
On my way to where the air is sweet
Can you tell me how to get,
How to get to Sesame Street
How to get to Sesame Street
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"In The Park"
01:18
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Hymn For Dawkins
01:05
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As I lie my head to rest at night
And I think about an end with no light
And I say how unrealistic that is
While the fundamentalists drown in piss
And you say there’s nothing to this life
Oh how would you know?
And I say there’s an end to all our strife
But how would I know?
How would any of us know
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No Strings, 1990
02:10
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You're just a puppet with no strings
You tell the truth like a dead bird sings
You just sit down by the sea
Chopping down your emotional tree
And in the end you're nothing more
Than a physical strain and a mental bore
You stay faraway, you're so remote
You play the bass, ruining every note
You're just a puppet with no strings
And you want way too many things
When you die it'll be without me
And maybe then you'll finally see
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Mr. Hypocrite
01:24
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You continue to suck on the big man’s tits
As you take every single one of his hits
But then when he changes his colorful coat
You put needles in your arm and pills down your throat
You never want to change a thing about for your dying self
You only want the ones ones you hate to save your failing health
So now you know that you’re powerful and you know this is it
You’re nothing but a nobody
You’re Mr. Hypocrite
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Chord progressions. They’re a wonderful thing, but they can be overused. Today, I’m gonna tell you all about how I learned that.
Oh progressions
They’re a wonderful thing
But these days
They just seem like backwards tracing
Sitting in guitar center, strumming my little song
Thinking all about the chords that I’m probably playing wrong
I play a c chord, I play an e chord
And then I play an f chord
Then a guy with long hair comes up to me
And says I made him bored
Oh progressions
They’re a wonderful thing
But these days
They just seem like backwards tracing
I play an f chord, I play a b flat, and then I play a c
And then the guy says you played a song that sounds like one by me
If you want your songs to be interesting, then they only need one thing
You gotta have a fancy g9 chord, you don’t even have to sing
Oh progressions
They’re a wonderful thing
But these days
They just seem like backwards tracing
Now I’ve started writing brand new songs, and I’ve come so very far
I only use those complex chords, that you can barely play on guitar
You can spend your life inside your head
Play bad moon rising until you’re dead
But I don’t want that song to play
You know I can’t stand D-G-A
Oh progressions
They’re a wonderful thing
But these days
They just seem like backwards tracing
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As a shadow falls over a glowing screen
I see messages so lovely and so obscene
As the days fly by I confide
And all our conversations made our minds so wide
But time it played a cruel and nasty joke
It took our lovely group chat and our heart it broke
All the endless sleepless nights and the emotional ties
All of them are laid to rest when a group chat dies
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The Mask Maker
03:07
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Toiling away, day after day
Melting the metal down
Nothing to say, day upon day
Watching the sparks fly around
I am the mask maker
And I work in the fires alone
I'm trusted with great powers
That would chill all of you to the bone
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"Look At You"
01:57
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Grateful Jed
01:43
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As the band walked out to play
They were the highlight of his day
He had followed them since 1995
As they started to play the songs
He just forget everyone he’d wronged
And now he’s getting stoned without a drug in sight
Grateful Jed, Grateful Jed
He replays the shows in his head
He doesn’t smoke any weed
Since the music’s all he needs
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Jerry
01:16
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Jerry came on my tv
And he showed me all there was to see
He made observations bout the world around him
And how horrid it was to be
And then Kramer busted through the door
Talking all about the old fruit store
As he spoke and the audience laughed along
I started to write a song
Oh you say it’s a show about nothing
But I know that isn’t true
Cuz if you were in my position
You’d say Jerry Seinfeld was you
Oh you say it’s a show about nothing
But I know that isn’t true
Cuz if you were in my position
You’d say Jerry Seinfeld was you
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Pizza Time
02:12
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As I threw down my hat I reflected on my past
And how I really thought that my job was going to last
All those nights I spent toiling away
At Ronaldo’s pizza and subs
All those cheesy little hideaways
And all those ticket stubs
PIZZA TIME
I’m going to Ronaldo’s
PIZZA TIME
I’m gonna get some pizzas
OH FUCK
I’m gonna have to work there
PIZZA TIME
One day I’m gonna die there
PIZZA TIME
I’m working to Ronaldo’s
PIZZA TIME
I’m gonna make some pizzas
OH FUCK
Everyday is getting shorter
PIZZA TIME
One day I’m gonna die here
But that day will not be today
So I’ve thrown down my hat and now I’m gone
PIZZA TIME
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"It Must Be True"
02:24
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You And Me
00:55
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You and me we’re the worst that we can be
We’ve locked our personalities and we’ll never ever be free
You and me we will never be happy
And then we’ll finally walk into the sea
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Working at your dead end job
Drinking your cold coffee, you sob
Watching as your friends succeed
And you cower in the corner and bleed
Watching the world pass you by
As your body rots away and you die
Watching the world move on from you
While your loved ones all move on from you too
Sitting in your old porch chair
Patting your head absent of hair
Remembering your past that you hated
And feeling everything was just wasted
Watching the world pass you by
As your body rots away and you die
Watching the world pass you by
While the rest of us are waving goodbye
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BORN TO DIE
WORLD IS A FUCK
鬼神
Kill em all 1989
I am trash man
410757864530 DEAD COPS.
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Music
03:01
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As I sat down by the river
And I talked with my love so fine
She said the music you love is the music I love and you’re mine
And I thought how that was wonderful
In my heart it filled a hole
Finally someone with an open mind
Do you know how long I’ve waited for someone who loves music like I do
Hell, even someone who just likes music too
Then I said “do you like Weezer?”
And she said “oh, they’re my faves!”
I said “I enjoyed them at first just not this current phase”
And she said “that’s the way I see it too
And you know it to be true
Everything on their newest album sucks
But everything before that was quite alright”, is what she said to me
But that’s not what I was talking about you see
Then I said “do you like hip hop?”
And she said “it’s really great!”
I told her “it’s not my thing but it’s not something I hate”
And she said “yeah it’s really terrible, when I listen it leaves me cold
I don’t see how people love that trash
It’s not a genre I enjoy” and she went on and on
And then she started playing a Kanye song
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Nobody knows
How my hate grows
My color green
Is all they see
And what they say
Is to live today
But what if your times
Are my demise
Times are tough I know it’s true
And right now it’s just me and you
I know you don’t think high of me
But don’t judge yet just wait and see
I’ll wear my coat of a different color
And maybe then you’ll trust me
To be the one who leads you into custody
And if you ever get the feeling
That I’m not what I used to be
wait your turn you’ll get to try and
Maybe then people will die
I’ve gone down town
I’ve made the rounds
I’ve put up signs
I’ve boasted crimes
You think I’m dead
Deranged and bled
You may be right
But time is tight
What can you do when he’s no better
What can you do without writing a letter
The day is fast approaching dear
If your answer’s not correct this year
I’ll wear my coat of a different color
And maybe then you’ll trust me
To be the one who leads you into custody
And if you ever get the feeling
That I’m not what I used to be
wait your turn you’ll get to try and maybe then people will die
You wished for change and revolution
But all I am is an evolution
I may look kind make no mistake
But you’re still talking to a snake
I’ll wear my coat of a different color
And maybe then you’ll trust me
To be the one who leads you into custody
And if you ever get the feeling
That I’m not what I used to be
wait your turn you’ll get to try and maybe then we’ll all ask why
Break us down
Please don’t drown
Things must change
I’m not deranged
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27. |
"We Are Nothing"
03:06
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28. |
What A Beautiful Society
04:41
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We live in a world of people
Who wake up and go to work
And every single one these people
Just smile and ignore the hurt
While the ones above them all pull strings and control them
And these people never seem to notice
That it’s all illusion while they feign confusion
And the world just turns and turns
What a beautiful society
That we’re living in
Everyone is just filled with sin
Oh what a beautiful society
We’re in living in that haunts us every day
You may think this is ironic
And it is, but I’m talking about serious issues
So don’t listen to the ones above you
Don’t do what they tell you to
Unless it’s something that you choose
So please dry your sandy desert eyes
And take your captors by surprise
And never give in even if it’s difficult to discuss
Never settle for less, just fight for more
And rise up my friends
What a beautiful society
That we’re living in
Everyone is just filled with sin
Oh what a beautiful society
We’re in living in that haunts us every day
What a beautiful society
That we’re living in
Everyone is just filled with sin
Oh what a beautiful society
We’re in living in that haunts us every day
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Dr. Deceptive Dayton, Ohio
An experimental pop band collaborating between Dayton, Ohio and Laramie, Wyoming.
Comprised of frontman/songwriter/multi-
instrumentalist Owen Radford and multi-instrumentalist and producer wAHb.
Links below are for Owen and wAHb’s solo work, as well as social medias
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