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Pocket Rocket (Demo)
02:59
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We'll meet out on the street.
Shoelaces tied so neat.
If we should feel so blessed,
this modern life is bound to eat itself.
Technology does not always mean progress.
Pocket rocket,
this could be our time.
Pocket rocket,
say you will be mine.
We shouldn't be detached.
The records are all scratched.
This iPod's running low,
technology refuses to let go.
Let go of all the things you'll never know.
Pocket rocket,
this could be our time.
Pocket rocket,
say you will be mine.
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Bedridden Chic (Demo)
03:25
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Rooftops.
Bombs and roses.
Time stops.
For worthless posers.
I know.
Friends forever.
No one.
Should hold your password.
Falling sick,
has never been,
so much in style.
Young and hip,
her IV drip,
accessorize.
You're so worth it.
You're so...
Gas cards.
Snacks and water.
Retards.
Fixed gear humour.
I'll try.
To wait forever.
No one.
Should press that buzzer.
Falling sick,
has never been,
so much in style.
Young and hip,
her IV drip,
accessorize.
You're so worth it.
You're so...
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Sundae (Demo)
02:57
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And I said one two.
Come do the things that they do.
I know you don't want to.
And I say one two one two three four.
Don't you.
Come decorate my igloo.
I know you really want to.
So I say one two one two three four.
I don't wanna go.
Don't really wanna meet her at that show.
Marissa is like whoa whoa whoaa whoaa whoaa.
I hate working on Sunday.
I said one two.
Come help me do some voodoo.
I know you don't want to.
And I say one two one two three four.
Hey you. Put on your little tutu.
I know you don't want to.
So I say one two one two three four.
I don't wanna go.
Don't really wanna meet her at that show.
Marissa is like whoa whoa whoaa whoaa whoaa.
I hate working on Sunday.
Doesn't everybody?
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Pretty Faces (Demo)
02:28
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Prosthetic hearts in smithereens
Living this life through magazines
Take off your dancing shoes and scream
Talk is too cheap
No no no I wanna stay
Please please please please let me stay
The pretty faces that launched these ships
Are the very faces that bring you down.
You know that he's like a hand grenade
A bit underwhelmed a day too late
Something inside that can't be tamed
Never in vain
No no no I wanna stay
Please please please please let me stay
The pretty faces that launched these ships
Are the very faces that bring you down.
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Gross profit going up everyday.
Seeing fruits but it's really just hand grenades.
Spend a lifetime thinking bout what to say.
Turn left turn right turn around but it's really just all the same.
So you're no longer young.
Blame the setting sun.
But why can't you see.
Buy 5 get one free.
That man downstairs with the thirty six.
Chemicals and junk food make your body itch.
Losing friends and soulmates to some evil witch.
Turn left turn right turn around but you'll never ever fill the fridge.
So you're no longer young.
Blame the setting sun.
But why can't you see.
Buy 5 get one free.
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Don't be annoying
Ego is showing
Magic password: "Toilet seat up toilet seat up"
Pedal power
Brakes are for losers
BBM pins, ever so gentle, environmental
But you've gotta be limber
And your skirt never is too tight
Don't let go of your pom poms
Everything's gonna be alright.
Had a good run
See you next time
Idiot boyfriend, nothing to offer, nothing to offer
Tribe has spoken
Get your token
Lesbian love, hotter than ovens, gotta get even
But you've gotta be limber
And your skirt never is too tight
Don't let go of your pom poms
Everything's gonna be alright.
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1999 (Demo)
02:32
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Sit in bed and watch the sun go up
Letting out a sigh and saying "Time to stop."
Wondering if everything went right
If how we act this morning will define tonight
She hikes her skirt
and runs around
As usual i'm royally wasting my time
But it's all good
What could we do
We were
on the
same drugs
back in 1999.
Lie on rocks and scream out at the sky
The world below has no such right to question why
13 with a twinkle in both eyes
Residential bungalows American Pie
She hikes her skirt
and runs around
As usual i'm royally wasting my time
But it's all good
What could we do
We were
on the
same drugs
back in 1999.
Long ago, fabulously overrated summer.
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She is one with all the sand and sun
And even maybe with a squirrel and sponge
Always worried for the lack of time
And planking without passion looks so dumb
So while away the time to make decisions
blame the world instead
There's no more time to waste on complications
smile, unpack and stay.
Growing up too fast to turn them on
The sinking feeling cos we skipped the prom
And do they dance with one eye on the go
With pacts and promises we'll never know
So while away the time to make decisions
blame the world instead
There's no more time to waste on complications
smile, unpack and stay.
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Poverty Jet Set (Demo)
03:56
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She prefers her coffee milky white
Over done, overrun
"Do you think the world will be alright?"
"Would you run?". Well I don't mind.
But if you stay
I'll stay home arranging the magnets
On the fridge and tally our assets
Not too hot, but wasn't it worth it?
Loud and proud, the poverty jet-set rules.
Video cameras really should be banned.
Moments lost, and moments found.
Tripping over doesn't spell 'The End.'
At least it's fun. Well I don't mind.
And if you stay
I'll stay home arranging the magnets
On the fridge and tally our assets
Not too hot, but wasn't it worth it?
Loud and proud, the poverty jet-set rules.
I prepared your coffee milky white
Over done, overrun
So won't you stay?
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Lemons (Demo)
02:55
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All the birds in the trees
yeah they sing in A minor.
Was it worth all the fuss
in the end did it matter?
Stop the car at the lights
check your hair in the mirror.
Cos you cease to exist
if you lose your pin number.
I'm not a target.
I'm not a target market, no.
I'm not a target.
I'm not a target market, no.
This regret is a friend
by your side on the sofa.
Bag of chips and a film
laugh it off it's not over.
Stop the car at the lights
know it won't last forever.
Give it up cut and dry
the main course, appetizer.
I'm not a target.
I'm not a target market, no.
I'm not a target.
I'm not a target market, no.
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Simple (Demo)
04:55
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She leaves the TV on.
Spongebob marathon.
Got him on the phone.
Excited to the bone.
Turn all the lights down.
Down.
Down.
Down.
She says"Baby, do you ever feel?"
"That we've been waiting for a night like this?"
"It's not that simple, to hang on every word."
"It's not that simple not to fall in love."
She gets more ice cream.
It's all she ever eats.
In spite of all this heat.
Attempts to keep it sweet.
Turn all the lights down.
Down.
Down.
Down.
She says"Baby, do you ever feel?"
"That we've been waiting for a night like this?"
"It's not that simple, to hang on every word."
"It's not that simple not to fall in love."
Be silent, be still.
Daddy's got a lot of money in his will.
Don't keep me waiting. Say you will.
Daddy's got a lot of money in his will.
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