1. |
Praying For Rain
03:27
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I've been kicking around these dirty streets in a daze
Just trying to find some shelter from the sun
And as I shield my eyes I'm finally fixing my gaze
On an empty road I know I've got to run
The ground along this desert highway's starting to crack
And the wind is kicking dust into my eyes
But I keep driving straight now I've got the wind at my back
And I'm looking for a place with cloudy skies
And I'm praying for rain
I'm praying for rain
I'm praying for rain
And if that wicked wind starts blowing
Well I'll just let the rain sting my skin
From the distant hills a fire is casting its glow
And burning all the summer grass away
It's a thousand miles behind me now for all that I know
And I'm ready for another sunny day
But I'm praying for rain
I'm praying for rain
I'm praying for rain
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2. |
Back To The Neighborhood
03:13
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Still got a couple of tricks
Hiding up your sleeve
You know you gotta take few licks
If you want to leave
Thought you were gone for good
Welcome back to the neighborhood
Just a couple years ago
You were on your way
Riches on the road
And new bills to pay
Marching to your own beat
Right or wrong
Found your way back to a street
Where you still belong
Thought you were gone for good
Welcome back to the neighborhood
Thought you were gone for good
Welcome back to the neighborhood
Thought you were gone for good
Welcome back to the neighborhood
I bet you never thought you would
Still got a couple of things
That you need to learn
Whatever the future brings
Ain't my concern
Thought you were gone for good
Welcome back to the neighborhood
Thought you were gone for good
Welcome back to the neighborhood
I bet you never thought you would
Breakdown
Steve
Now we can do this the easy way or the hard way
That's what I thought you'd say
Alright, okay
Hard way it is
Here we go
Thought you were gone for good
Welcome back to the neighborhood
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3. |
Profile Picture
04:30
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You sent me another note
And it's the same one that you wrote
When you said you just wanted to chat
But the answer is still no
'Cause I think we both know
You want a whole lot more than that
I really tried
To see things from your side
I know you're just trying to find a friend
But this ain't the way
And someone's got to say
It's time we brought this charade to an end
I don't want to see your profile picture
Stop barking up my tree
'Cause Mary, there's someone in this world for you
But it ain't me
If indeed you're a model, well
It shouldn't be too hard
To find someone to buy you a drink
I guess you thought you'd try to catch me
Off my guard
But I ain't gonna follow your link
Now I understand
You got some free time on your hands, mama
You tell me your tired or your bored
So you send me your best
And another request
Despite all the others I've ignored
I don't want to see your profile picture
Please, please leave me be
'Cause Mary, there's someone in this world for you
But it ain't me
I don't want to see your profile picture
Please, please leave me be
'Cause Mary, there's someone in this world for you
And there's just one thing that I want you to do
Go and find yourself someone who's gonna love you too
'Cause it ain't me
It ain't me
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4. |
Saturday
03:51
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Saturday, I waited for you
At the door you said that you had
Such a day, so come inside
We'll have a drink but it's hard to think of
Words to say, well never mind
We have to leave this place behind
Come Saturday, we'll leave this place behind.
Suddenly, I find it hard to concentrate
I stay up late and watch TV
Just searching looking for a laugh but I don't have half
The energy, and it feels so strange
But everything is going to change come
Saturday, Saturday, Saturday
We never should have been so trusting
Never should have been such fools
But I guess that's just what you get
For playing by the rules
Empty walls have all been cleared
But I can still hear echoes down the silent halls
Of whispering voices, running out of choices
And making desperate calls, it's a waiting game
But something's gonna happen all the same come
Saturday, Saturday, Saturday
So we called in all our favors
Made outrageous demands
And now we're here with nothing left but
Time on our hands
On your feet, now there's no changing
What has to be and I can see that down the street
Cracks are showing and grass is growing up beneath the
Old concrete, and the sky is grey but who can say
What's on the way for
Saturday, Saturday, Saturday
Saturday, Saturday, Saturday
Saturday, Saturday, Saturday
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5. |
Touch Of Evil
03:51
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Touch of Evil by District 8
Couldn't be too easy
Crawling out of the dirt
Stepping on each slippery rung
Somebody's bound to get hurt
Nobody hands you the castle keys
Time to take advantage of their disease
Someday you're gonna have your dessert
And while they're searching for the savior
You try to be on your best behavior
But there's a little touch of evil
You got just a little touch, just a little touch, whoo
Just a little touch of evil
Stepping out of the shadows
A smile upon your face
Their seeing red 'cause you're getting ahead now
In the treadmill race
You washed the dirt from your hands at last
All of your footprints are in the past
Someday you're gonna take your rightful place
And while they wait for their messiah
You point your fingers at a new pariah
But there's a little touch of evil
You got just a little touch, just a little touch
Just a little touch of evil
And while they wait for their messiah
You point your fingers at a new pariah
With just a little touch of evil
You got just a little touch, just a little touch
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6. |
Interruptions
04:13
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Interruptions by District 8
Excuse the interruption
I gotta take this call
It's another disruption
Made my brain just stall
Little bits of information
Aimed right at my head
Lost in conversation
What was that you just said
Fractured thoughts are falling from my addled mind
Leaving me to wonder what I've left behind
Oh did I forget to mention
Under another attack
Deflecting my attention
What was that? What was that? What was that?
Messages are crammed inside my cluttered brain
Feeding a frustration that I can't explain
Carried by the stream
(Interruptions)
Woken from a dream
(Interruptions)
Talking at the air
(Interruptions)
Anybody there?
So excuse the interruption
It's always something small
Like a volcanic eruption
That was all. That was all. That was all.
Yesterday I nurtured a completed thought
Disassembled by the future that I bought
Carried by the stream
(Interruptions)
Woken from a dream
(Interruptions)
Talking at the air
(Interruptions)
Anybody there?
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7. |
Do As You're Told
03:31
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Do As You're Told by District 8
If you feel insecure
And you need a little cure
If you're plagued by doubt and misery
Let me put you in a trance
And give you the answers in advance
To every question you will ever see
And if they say look around
Don't even turn your head
And if they say think for yourself
Remember what I said
Just do as you're told
You'll be as good as gold
Just do as you're told
'Cause your soul's already been sold
Now I've given you the tools
To ignore all the fools
Who would fill your head with small details
And it's sheer simplicity
You can just listen to me
It's a philosophy that never fails
And if they say look around
You just pass them by
And if they say think for yourself
You got the perfect reply
Just do as you're told
You'll be as good as gold
Just do as you're told
'Cause your soul's already been sold
All you warriors in white
Step into the light
Into the light
Now get out there and fight
And do as you're told
You'll be as good as gold
Just do as you're told
You'll be as good as gold
Just do as you're told
You'll be as good as gold
Just do as you're told
'Cause your soul's already been sold
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8. |
Personal Jesus
03:30
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9. |
Sensible
03:41
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Sensible
Why can't you be sensible
You're making everyone tense y'know
Like you're in some kinda race
Lonely boy
You used to be such a lonely boy
Did you think you were the only boy
Had sand kicked in his face
Just wait till those jerks find out how you're making it
They're gonna be so impressed
Man, I guess they'll be getting in line
Just to shine your shoes
On the local news
Alcatraz
We got stranded on Alcatraz
You know every inmate has his own story to tell
Knocked away
I wish these walls could be knocked away
I'm tired of being locked away
In your own wishing well
Still trying to convince yourself you're not faking it
Now I've been taking it long enough
Man, if your so tough
Then why you gotta pick on me
It that blasphemy
Sensible
Why can't you be sensible
Why can't you be sensible
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10. |
The House Always Wins
03:04
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Now I was born on the hard luck side of town
Daddy was a drinker and he never came around
My Momma surrendered to a life on the street
She looked at her cards and she folded in defeat
At night I heard her crying
There’s no use even trying
You might as well just give in
The house always wins
The house always wins
Now the losing hand will never catch a break
You won’t get anything that you’re not prepared to take
The things that you steal, you can turn around and sell
But there’s no road to heaven when you start out in hell
And the preacher men say
You can never get away
Someday you’re gonna pay for all your sins
The house always wins
The house always wins
And they hold out hope like a dealer selling dope
You can double your five and make ten
And I know I should stay but I can’t back away
So I just say “Hit me again.”
Now I try to shake the past, I try to go legit
The ghosts that hang around me say it’s too late to quit
It’s a dangerous game, but I’m not afraid
‘Cause I’ve sat at the table and I know how it’s played
And every win’s a thrill
But I’m slowly being killed
Stabbed by a thousand little pins
The house always wins
The house always wins
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11. |
It's Over
02:50
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Your first mistake was letting things go on this long
Then it went really wrong
Now hear that distant drumming
Rattling the walls you built around your stash
Better collect your cash
Because the rent is coming due
Painted your face across a thousand walls
You've got to race before your statue falls
You won't be protected
Should have expected
Now that you've wrecked it
It's over
Down the golden hallways now you're stumbling
Your palace is crumbling
Remember how it glistened
Searching for the friends you thought were backing you
Are we distracting you?
I guess you should have listened up
You carved your name into the wet concrete
Now see it trampled as we take the street
You won't be protect
Should have expected
Now that you've wrecked it
it's over
You won't be protected
You've been rejected
Never elected
It's over
Don't say we didn't warn you
Don't say we didn't warn you
'Cause now you've been warned
You won't be protect
Should have expected
Now that you've wrecked it
It's over
You won't be protected
You've been rejected
Never elected
It's over
It's over
It's over
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