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Charm Offensive
00:17
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Virtual Unknown
02:14
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Made the centerfold
Virtual unknown to
Opening your robe
Showed 'em all the most you
Had to let it go
Giving up the ghost who
Wouldn't credit no
Nobodies or loners
Tried to stay out of it
Kept this anonymous
Chocolate vitamins
Now we can start again
Don't like how it bodes
Old rigamarole
So hard to say 'hello'
Desperation drove you
Downtown in their rows
Whiplashing the road
The whole city had froze
Locusts in a snowball
Tried to stay out of it
Kept this anonymous
Chocolate vitamins
Now we can start again
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3. |
Millennium Toilet
01:53
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I'm the new Honda Insight of boyfriends
I got just the right mileage you want
For spinning out in a millennium toilet
Trying to play the field when my body is public domain
So long kept vacuum sealed, insulated from change
And nobody knows what's wrong with this guy
But I could hop in your car, enjoy the ride
Even when life is forfeit, I can't even hide it...
I'm the new Honda Insight of boyfriends
I got just the right mileage you want
For spinning out in a millennium toilet
I'm the new Honda Insight of boyfriends
I get just the right mileage you want
For spinning out in a millennium toilet
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4. |
The Prince
02:20
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Whether they fear you, whether they love you
I'll always be your prince of understatement
I'll always be the prince of understatement
You're holding court across the floor my trusted enemy
With a pink flag waving, everything's not right
You're holding court across the floor my trusted enemy
It's not right...
It's not a crown that you can wear too lightly
When any counsel seems to let you down
And so you'll torch and burn 'em all, you'll torch and burn 'em all
You'll crucify them all, you'll crucify them all
Your duchess on the wall, your duchess on the wall
You'll torch and burn 'em all, you'll torch and burn 'em all
You're holding court across the floor my trusted enemy
With a pink flag waving, everything's not right
You're holding court across the floor my trusted enemy
It's not right...
Whether they love you, whether they fear you
I'll always be your prince of understatement
Whether they fear you, whether they love you
I'll always be your prince of understatement
I'll always be the prince of understatement
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5. |
Officially Cool
01:55
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Recalling with horror
Oh any classless act
The martyr performers
Always a bigger ask
So hard to ignore you
When I raise my axe
The borrowed fedora
Just to wipe my ass
Second son, Libra cusp
The one impossible fool
Hack or slash, bloody bath
Of the officially cool
Oh I wish that everyone found you interesting
How offensive to how people Love Actually is
Giving 'em healthy 'no's until there's good vibes only
When I got nothing but the rainbow bridge...
Second son, Libra cusp
The one impossible fool
Hack or slash, bloody bath
Are we officially cool?
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6. |
Pro Wolf
03:24
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Sienna prairies for seeing the sunset
Counting the blessings from a dandelion flown
For taking in all this remember well and don't forget
For every hummingbird another thunderstorm
The world will consume you
Can't live in a vacuum
When your open wounds still bleed
The wolves will pursue you
Fulfilling their promises
So do what comes naturally
We're not the center but a decimal of a degree
Around the outside of the shape of life's geometry
So hard to let go of the beauty you so want to control
In our futility still feel it might be possible
The world will consume you
Can't live in a vacuum
When your open wounds still bleed
The wolves will pursue you
Fulfilling their promises
So do what comes naturally
Like a marriage immaterial
'Cause it's feral and sidereal
I'll just appreciate the bare survival
Until it's my time to go
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7. |
Traffic Island
02:38
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Just stick to your lane, they said
But you're marooned in the rush hour orbit
Their palms held out, try to distance themselves in complicity
In the shell game of cargo changing hands
The smugglers, the ex-pats
A-head-hunting off in their tax havens
For how long they passed through the waters you're treading
From the swirl and the eddies of the human cost
That washes up on the rocks
In the shell game of cargo changing hands
The smugglers, the ex-pats
A-head-hunting off in their tax havens
Pulling schools by the carload to the deck
Another splash another fresh catch
Every angler hanging them up, never rescuers throwing them rope
In the shell game of cargo changing hands
The smugglers, the ex-pats
A-head-hunting off in their tax havens
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8. |
European Extreme
02:38
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The one state the world knows
A cold cave, their minds closed
The clear tape, the lies told
The wrong place, the right trolls
I may not know but I can fight
And learn well
The major scale of freedom's cry
Gonna join the chorus rising up to beat
The European Extreme...
The numb hate the blond tow
The hell rakes their lost souls
Their home razed, their lives sold
For gold chains 'round all throats
I may not know but I can fight
And learn well
The major scale of freedom's cry
Gonna join the chorus rising up to beat
The European Extreme...
We'll take the role to tear the banners and the standards down
Until they all get replaced
All the gatekeepers are getting crashed
The bastions all turned to ash and rain
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9. |
Zero Chill
02:11
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For every little gripe that you're too damn clean
An inside job, but you never communicate
The quiet rage and you'd rather breed
A celibate pose, your palette isn't clearing up
A portrait of emergency, your diploma was so dusty
In the spotless office of your head
Through the terrible tenure, one regret you're hanging up
There's no more history
You're in an arts district
You tried to drown me in a kiddie pool
And were almost successful
No sir
No ma'am
No sir
No ma'am
On the landing strip you're so damn sleek
Freud's field day, you had enough to keep him up
But how I want to put it to bed
Just to consummate the bigger side of average
There's no more history
You're in an arts district
You tried to drown me in a kiddie pool
And were almost successful
No sir
No ma'am
No sir
No ma'am
No sir
No ma'am
No sir
No ma'am
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10. |
Pure Electric
02:22
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This is one for the ages
Two-dimensional love
Hard as steel and as stainless
But looks like I still got it
Your perfection is sharpened
As an angel above
Cut the fabric of space and
Gonna sew it up and up
You could give me the go-ahead
Or just leave me on read
Gonna tremble regardless
At the simplest compliment
In the blue-white glamour of your neon signing in
The light flooding in so stunningly dear
(And lo, behold you)
And your lewds like mana hit the coliseum pit
Of my stomach, can I summon you near?
Can I role play as your necklace?
Because you only wear chokers
Even if it's pure electric
Seems real enough right now
In the blue-white glamour of your neon signing in
The light flooding in so stunningly dear
(And lo, behold you)
And your lewds like mana hit the coliseum pit
Of my stomach, can I summon you near?
(Enough to know you)
In the blue-white glamour of your neon signing in
The light flooding in so stunningly dear
(And lo, behold you)
And your lewds like mana hit the coliseum pit
Of my stomach, can I summon you near?
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11. |
Studio Rat
01:23
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They call 'em rock stars
There's a difference because
They're so distant from me
You can comp the guitar
Quantize the drums
But it's the making it up
A liberal mind
A loveable loser
And a blistery beast
I'm a studio rat
You made me a pact
But I forgot what it was
The years that are gone
Menagerie house
And the kids of Berkeley
A cradle of arms
The maiden of all
The gain and the loss
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Options Open Seattle, Washington
Seattle-based indie rock band.
Nick and Eric have been collaborating on art and music together for over six years.
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