1. |
Hong Kong Song
02:26
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This is the future
This is the past
Sense of containment
That always lasts
These urban mountains
Fake plastic trees
Acrid smoke descends
That’ll never leave
SO WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?
ANOTHER FALSE PROPHECY?
You’ve read the words
You heard the sound
As hopeful billboards
Were taken down
Lost in a forest
Trapped in the woods
Sense of isolation
In your neighbourhood
SO WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?
ANOTHER FALSE PROPHECY?
AXL HAS NEVER BELIEVED IN CHINESE DEMOCRACY
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2. |
Running Man
03:30
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Label me, I’ll label you
Cos that’s what labels do
Unpacked a box full of names
Empty boxes all look the same
Every cut causes pain
Time heals wounds
But the scars remain
I am the running man
Taking from you when I can
Follow me, I’ll follow you
Cos that’s what followers do
Winds always change, tides will turn
A new forest's growing to burn
No matter what I say or sing
None of these words mean a thing
I am the running man
Taking from you what I can
Failed to keep my cool, which I never had
Hard to get rid of my father’s son
Just walk away & never come back
No need to hide unless I cease to run
I am the running man
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3. |
Videodrome
03:14
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Behind the cellar door
Between the cracks in the floor
I’ve been locked in alone
Stuck watching Videodrome
Caught in a spider’s web
Hangin’ with Pinhead
I’ve been locked in alone
Stuck watching Videodrome
Been tryin’ to change the channel
Escape this darkened place
Swap out Hellraiser
For ALF or Chevy Case
Television can change your mind
Videodrome will change your body
As shadows get longer
The basement awakes
A portal to the pit
Shelter lost, darkness quakes
And in this heart of darkness
Deep in the rotten core
There drippin’ in blood
Your name written on the wall
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4. |
Oubliette
04:37
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I’m gonna throw you in my oubliette
Working hard so you forget
I’m gonna throw you in my oubliette
What’s to me another thousand dead
But my friends
My friends
My friends
But my friends
My friends
All my fucking friends
Are in the castle keep
Are all in the castle keep
I’m gonna throw you in my oubliette
Working hard so you forget
I’m gonna throw you in my oubliette
What’s to me another thousand dead
But my friends
My friends
My friends
But my friends
My friends
All my fucking friends
Are in the castle keep
Are all in the castle keep
I’m gonna throw you in my oubliette
Working hard so you forget
I’m gonna throw you in my oubliette
What’s to me another thousand dead
My friends
My friends
My friends
All my friends
All my friends are dead
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