1. |
Nothing But Love
03:04
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Nothing but love
Now when push comes to shoving
Could save our souls
Demons in each of us
Hungry and fiending
For pleasure in full
Run to your vices and
Blind to the prices
Trying to get numb
Like a baby sucking mamas jugs
For the comfort you constantly crave
Nothing but love
In the heart of the public
Could stop this world
From thrashing itself
To disaster and hellfire
Looking for gold
Scrambling blind
For a piece of the pie
In a mud-filled sty
When everyone wants to be living like
The highest of hogs out there.
Caught in the pincers
Of cold indecision
Looking for a sign.
Shit from the pigeons is raining
You left your umbrella inside.
Ugly and rigid
And heartless and frigid
Are those who try
To close their minds
And hearts
And eyes
To the love
That exists out there.
Nothing here
Ain’t nothing here but love
Nothing here
Ain’t nothing cept for love
Could save this world man
Nothing here
Ain’t nothing here but love
That could save us
Lord above
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2. |
Mourner's Sunrise
03:20
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Johnny Boy woke right up to the mourner’s sunrise hey hey
Mourned for the things in his life that were not yet dead
Dressed in black with his chest to his hat and holding flowers
Rehearsing funeral speeches in his head
Oh and he wept through the day
And this funny way
He would lose every joy now just the same
Hear the birds in the trees
They be singing eulogies
For the man killing himself with his brains
Johnny boy woke right up to the mourning sunrise hey hey
Mourned for the treats and the sweets he had not been fed
Bad attitude and the kind of a mood that was so sour
Turned every sweet in this world to bitterness
And he wept through the day
And this funny way
He would lose every joy now just the same
Hear the birds in the trees
They be singing eulogies
For the man killing himself with his brains
What’s that dragging down his soul
Turning him so cynical
Like a sun that has run out of rays?
Johnny Boy woke right up to the mourner’s sunrise hey hey
Mourned for the things in his life that were not yet dead
Specters flying through his fractured mind
Leaving him so scrambled
Like a rooster crowing at the moon at the end of the day
And he wept through the day
And this funny way
He would lose every joy now just the same
Hear the birds in the trees
They be singing eulogies
For the man killing himself with his brains
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3. |
The Boulevard
03:34
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Well they’re boarding up
the windows on the boulevard
Read it in the papers man
its dog eat dog
Seems you’re getting nowhere
though you’re running
fast and hard
My question for you partner
Is how long will it take
before you
break?
Sleepless are the nights
exhausting are the days
Bills are stacking higher
than skyscrapers scrape
Standing at the gallows
with a rope around your nape
On a chair that’s got one leg
And how long will it take
before you break
before you…
Look out your window
What do you see
A bullshit nintendo
Game you can’t beat
So you smoke your indo
Inhale for 3, 2, 1
And you hold it in
And you hold it in
And you hold it in
And you hold it till your exploding
Yeah!
Cardboard houses line
the underpass at night
Billionaires in cesnas
flying to Dubai
Stuck here in between we gotta
save our every dime
And the question all this time
Is how long will it take
before you
break?
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4. |
The Black Lion Of Death
04:01
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Hey baby all your life
You been wondering what went wrong
You hit rewind
Instead of playing a different song
A different song
Instead of playing of different song
Well you find it hard
To be standing in your shoes
When you play your cards
Ooh every hand you bet
Every hand you bet
You lose
Every hand you bet
You lose
You’re spending all your time
In a back room working a sweat
Paycheck arrives
Can’t believe that’s all you get
Don’t it twist you spine
When you’re working yourself to death
Still you cannot make
You cannot make
You cannot make
You cannot make the rent
No you cannot make the rent
Baby all your life
You been wondering what went wrong
You hit rewind
Instead of playing a different song
A different song
Instead of playing of different song
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Vinny says he wants to be a millionaire
Watching all his troubles vanish in thin air
Nothing to burst his bubble
Everyone’s looking for something
That they ain’t got
And everyone wants to be somewhere
Except where they are
And everyone wants to be someone
Except for the person who’s
Been standing in their shoes
Lacy says she’s moving to a distant country
Where seas are blue and cloudless skies are always sunny
And life’s always a carnival
Everyone’s looking for something
That they ain’t got
And everyone wants to be somewhere
Except where they are
And everyone wants to be someone
Except for the person who’s
Been standing in their shoes
Ricky says he’s restless at the job he’s working
Tired of his woman so he’s always jerking
Drowning on the sofa in a fifth of bourbon
Can’t find no satisfaction
Everyone’s looking for something
That they ain’t got
And everyone wants to be somewhere
Except where they are
And everyone wants to be someone
Except for the person who’s
Been standing in their shoes
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6. |
Insane Soul
04:06
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Fucking and fighting and sleeping
Cursing and birthing and bleeding
Trying to express your insane soul
Lord above
And such vile crimes unfold
Neon glow
Billboard stole
The view of the skyline
Back home
Hungry hordes
Shop for death.
A fragmented zoo
Always looking through
A window with no view
And what do you do
When the days will throw
Their sticks and stones at you?
Go save em up
Put em in a pile
And you build a log house darling
In the country side
Yeah.
Wheeling and dealing deceiving
Beating and cheating like cretins
Trying to divide your insane soul
Bitter globe
Always marching off to the war
Some may call it a cause
But all I see is more damn walls
Sectioning off
Me from you
Maybe though our minds were keen
There were still some things we might have missed
In love with how the surface seems
did you fail to see just what it is?
A fragmented zoo
Always looking through
A window with no view
And what do you do
When the days will throw
Their sticks and stones at you?
You go save em up
You put em in a pile
And you build a log house darling
In the country side
Yeah.
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7. |
Who's That
03:13
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Who’s that
Standing in the dance hall
Scowling by the back wall
Requesting the sad songs
He ain’t dancing at all
Tell me who’s that asshole
Oh my god its me
Tell me who’s that
Taking love for ransom
Holding up a handgun
Impatient demanding
Man I can’t hardly stand him
Tell me who that man is
Oh my god its me
And when my head explodes
Whose brain is exposed?
Whose that talking on my phone?
Is it me
Am I someone I’m trying to be?
Who’s that
Staring in the mirror
Looking like the Fuherer
Feeling so unsure
Smoking up the cure
Who’s that evil doer
Oh my god it’s me
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Squirrel TV Los Angeles, California
After a decade of paying dues in various acts around LA, noise junkies Sean Alan and Kyle David joined forces in what has become a rapidly evolving experiment of guts, feel, and no small amount of volume. Drawing on 90's alt, vintage punk, and the seedier side of classic rock, Their debut E.P. BILLIONAIRES, is a self-produced portrait of modern insanities and working class truths. ... more
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