1. |
Brand New State of Mind
03:15
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Heading in and out of a dream
Nothing ever is the way it seems
Replay every day in my head
I go back and retrace the words you said
But you packed your bags
Now you're going home
And it's over now, I know for sure
You'll never see my face again
The seeds are sown, the plants have grown
Into a brand new state of mind
Don't call me up, but all the same
Let me in and let me play your game
So many different paths to take
It's no surprise we drifted separate ways
Posters hanging on the wall
Watch them fade away and then they'll fall
You will shine
I lag behind
And it's over now, I know for sure
You'll never see my face again
The seeds are sown, the plants have grown
Into a brand new state of mind
Don't call me up, but all the same
Let me in and let me play your game
'Cause you packed your bags
Now you're going home
And it's over now, I know for sure
You'll never see my face again
The seeds are sown, the plants have grown
Into a brand new state of mind
Don't call me up, but all the same
Let me in and let me play your game
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2. |
Joe Johnson
02:22
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The closest he’ll ever get
To a third world country is his own flat
And when he’s out of doors
He wears his sunscreen and his hat
Look inside his wallet we’ll
Find coffee cards he’ll never fill
He likes his paperbacks
Like his trashy cars all second hand (off gumtree)
You won’t notice him in photographs
Because he isn’t really fat
He’s an average joe
He’s and average john
You will see him twice on most weekdays
He’s an average joe
He’s an average john
You will see his face
And then walk away
When he has free time
He’ll sit down and watch channel nine
He wears the same T-shirt
Every day, 'cause one girl said it looks cool
Line up at the door
To be the first to buy a video game from that store
He’ll quote movie lines
To try and make himself look fine
Twisting in his seat
From the Swedish store where he likes to eat
You won’t notice him till it’s way to late
Cause he’s trained to act a certain way
By commercial ads
By the fashion fads
He is just a slave
To the greedy banks
By the TV shows
Buy this new smartphone
He is just a pawn
In this system of stashed dough
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3. |
The Man
02:00
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Birds fight amongst each other
When they're standing on the ground
But they all fly away
When the man comes around
People walking by
Have nothing to say
So they just stop and turn their heads
When the man walks their way
Are you working for the man?
Are you working for the man?
Are you working for the man?
Are you working for the man?
Ignorance is bliss
That’s what the people say
When the lies all come to light
They’re made to fade away
If you look inside
And you pull away the thread
You will hear the man confide
You might as well be dead
And if theres one thing the man can't stand
It's when someone interferes with his plan
So it's just best to stay out of the way
And let him do what he wants
But as hes walking through the rain
You can see his face start to peel away
And behind that mask of paper mâché
Is the face of Ronald Reagan
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4. |
Landscape of Burns
02:29
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Who will tell the rocks and trees they’re doomed to bake
Swallowing the drops of rain that soon evaporate
Tell them who yearn, there’s nowhere to turn
Living their lives in a landscape of burns
Top down turn around
Hit the EB love the sound
Flash the highs turn up surround
Won’t stop putting my foot down
Revolution pop the clutch oh
Stick shift down to spinning turbo
Revving matching like a pro
Practicing my heel and toe
Who will tell the people that their town's at stake
Who will tell the fishes there'll be pits instead of lakes
Who will tell the busboy there's no trees to climb
The city's created a landscape of burns
Rims are chromey diamond forts
Nitro through the direct ports
Calipers are bright cred red
Gotta hit that quarter ten
When the blow valve activates
And my push rods actuate
My drive shaft is under stress
Carbon fibre won’t transfress
Where will they go when everything is gone
Who will take the blame when everything is wrong
No escape, but everyone yearns
To run for their lives from the landscape of burns
Top down turn around
Hit the EB love the sound
Flash the highs turn up surround
Won’t stop putting my foot down
Revolution pop the clutch oh
Stick shift down to spinning turbo
Revving matching like a pro
Practicing my heel and toe
Rims are chromey diamond forts
Nitro through the direct ports
Calipers are bright cred red
Gotta hit that quarter ten
When the blow valve activates
And my push rods actuate
My drive shaft is under stress
Carbon fibre won’t transfress
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5. |
Weather Song
01:56
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Hey, tell me if you like the weather, if you're feeling fine
Hey, would you feel so much better if you were all mine?
Would you even tell me if I asked
Or is it all just a waste of time?
Hey, we could take a trip to the sun if it sounds alright
And though I'll never tell you how I feel, try as I might
The words just won't flow out my mouth
Ain't got no language in my lungs
My love is standing ten feet tall
A monument to show my admiration
And hey, you know I really like your style and I love your smile
And I promise if you take my hand, it will be worthwhile
So don't you worry 'bout the night
'Cause I know it will make it right
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6. |
Suck the Sand
01:31
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I suck the sand into my mouth again
I wait until you've left to stand up and walk away
I spit the granules out from my throat onto the grass
I turn and look back at your toes, perfect and smooth
I choke down glasses of Sharpie scents, singing in tune
I fake all through the night and then burn fabric
I swim, shimmery sweetening beneath grotesque skies
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7. |
You Are Smart
01:34
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You are smart
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Probehead
Probehead is an online rock band featuring Josh, Justin, Luke and April. They make groovy indie rock tunes. The band started in 2013, and their first album was released soon after. Probehead have just finished their third album, released at the end of 2016. ... more
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