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F C K T W N T Y S X T N
04:16
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you've got to get a hold of yourself
recover fast as you can
pull yourself up to your feet and stand
don't let them hurt you again
so you move like an injured animal
and you lick your wounds with your tongue
gotta prove you've got what it takes to make it
that you can fly close to the sun
now's the time to run
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Brain/Body (feat. K-Pro)
02:37
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baby's got a brain like whoa, baby's got a body like whoa
come over to my place, when i see your face i want to be a better man
when you get the green light going we can make the furnace glow (get rid of these clothes) and when the morning sun comes you take a cab back home and anything seems possible
the sun rays across the pillow
i lift the sash above the sill up
is that a chill in the fresh air, no
it's feels good on my skin so i let it blow
the bed is still warm where you still lay
i wonder what trouble i'll get in to today
all that's on my mind is that fleeting bliss, that invincible residual goodbye kiss
baby's got a brain like whoa, baby's got a body like whoa
come over to my place, when i see your face i want to be a better man
when you get the green light going we can make the furnace glow (get rid of these clothes) and when the morning sun comes you take a cab back home and anything seems possible
the cab ride takes twenty minutes
i barely notice that i'm in it
walking up to my building door
i feel dazed and confused and it's wonderful
the first time at the show when we locked eyes
i felt a thrill that i didn't feel with other guys
all that's on my mind is that fleeting bliss, that invincible residual goodbye kiss
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Your Club
03:54
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it's friday night and you've been working hard
for what feels like months put your briefcase in the trunk of your car in the parking garage
you step outside in the streetlight
you're anonymous like the rest of us, troubles melt like it was just a mirage
to a passer-by it looks just like you don't know just where to go but you've got a destination in mind
as you approach the spot the muffled sounds of a kick drum thump gets your heart to pump and your feet start walking in time
you can do anything you want to
you can be anyone you please
this is your club so get down and get up
when you dance no one can steal your dreams
in a haze capture each other's gaze
you both move in close 'til you're wearing each other's clothes but neither of you are leaving yet
you both think you'd like another drink
so you leave the floor and recoup outdoors and then it's back for the dj's last set
move your feet to that infectious beat
let your body flow, let your body go, nowhere else like this exists in the universe
(lose track of time cuz this feels so right)
we don't care if it's morning out there, we're gonna dance 'til we've lifted the curse
you can do anything you want to
you can be anyone you please
this is your club so get down and get up
when you dance no one can steal your dreams
we've got to love one another
let's respect one another
get down with each other
and make this night last forever
you can do anything you want to
you can be anyone you please
this is your club so get down and get up
when you dance no one can steal your dreams
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Traffic
03:14
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stuck in traffic
you know i love you but i'm feeling panicked
my mind is racing but it's radio static
and i cant change the channel
knuckles tightening
my eyes are straining in the dashboard lighting
i'm thinking 'bout how long these past few months have been
i wonder where all the golden days have gone
back on tuesday
i spent the weekend playing shows in new cities
drinking and smoking cigarettes all night and day
i want to sit and share a quiet spot with you
yeah i miss you
i didn't think in a couple days that i'd start to
and now i'm contemplating what i'm gonna do
when i get back home
the glare of the nighttime lights through the windshield is blinding
but i know the road is there
i don't place my faith in god or jesus, i mean this
you help me know it's there
this election
you didn't think i'd go in that direction
you aren't the reason that i've been stressing
the future has arrived and it's evil
gotta stand up
send them a message that we're never gonna give up
cuz you and me and all our friends have had enough
we're gonna be here
for our neighbors
people across the state, across the nation
not gonna let those f**kers come and take 'em
we're gonna make a stand
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Palleon Ithaca, New York
From Trumansburg, NY, the birthplace of Robert Moog's first modular synthesizer, comes Chris Ploss' "Palleon": groovy, hooky synthpop music. Palleon's debut LP, TWNTY-SXTN (released in 3 parts) is available here.
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