1. |
Oh Yeah No
02:03
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Oh, oh oh oh, how we loved it
Oh, oh oh oh, how we used it
Oh, oh oh oh, how we need it
I want that cancer!
Yeah, yeah yeah yeah, it was sacred
Yeah, yeah yeah yeah, it was nothing
Yeah, yeah yeah yeah, it destroyed us
I want that cancer!
I beat my soul
I’m down on my knees
I got what I want
And I’m begging you to please me
So come on!
No, no no no, they would tell us
No, no no no, it didn't happen
No, no no no, they didn't question
I want that cancer!
I beat my soul
I’m down on my knees
I got what I want
And I’m begging you to please me
So come on!
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2. |
Rhythm Empty
02:43
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What's underneath where light has gone?
Where something's born we fall apart
Where breath is faint inhale with me
Inhaling rhythm empty
Who dies alone when strength has gone?
When nothing's left; when this feels right
When words fall short collide with me
Colliding rhythm empty
Like worlds in time, for one last time
Please, stare at me trusting rhythm empty
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3. |
Under the Rug
05:11
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I saw you in your tower
I paid the fee
I gave my blood
I spit on my shoes
To live in your shadow
I lost more than I could find
Under the rug
Under the rug
Under the rug you feel me scream
In your complacency leave me be
I see colors of the ones before
Drink and stumble; drink and stumble
Dark it burns
Shattered and dry
Failing solo and now I
hide
Cursed livin' forward plunge
What's in the mainstream is under the rug
What's in the mainstream is under the rug
Under the rug
I saw you walking
Do you know your way?
I saw light fall into grey
It followed me home
It made me ill
Steady, boy
You've had your
Fill
What's under the rug Is now in my bed
It's made its way into the scheme of things
How do you plead with your pants on fire
How do you plead with your pants on fire?
When a bucket of water
Is under the rug
Under the rug
Under the rug you feel me scream
In your complacency leave me be
I see colors of the ones before
Drink and stumble; drink and stumble
How do you choke your one desire? [3x]
Don't look for me, don't look for me [2x]
I'm under the
rug I'm under the
rug I'm under the
rug I'm under the
rug I'm under the
rug
I'm under the rug [3x]
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4. |
Blonde Goes West
02:42
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Grab her now while they fade away
I thought it was three years today
When all forgottens turn memories astray
We'll brace the door where the bodies lay
Let's get out, out in the rain
And watch them dance around the drain
So, we have pleasure and freshly caught pain
Break it in pieces; we'll sleep on the stain
So, one has to go and one has to stay
Let's get drunk and not fade away
Absence pulls the heartstrings longer
Absence makes the hair grow blonder
Let's get out, out in the rain
And watch them dance inside my brain
So, we have pleasure and freshly caught pain
Break it in pieces; we'll sleep on the stain
Absence pulls the heartstrings longer
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5. |
Painted Floor
05:08
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If it lasts for an hour It’s just an illusion
It’s lasting too long and you’re an intrusion
Interrupt when I’m talking
Asleep when I’m walking
You can stop the sound
You can touch the ground
But you can’t
You can’t move me
A pile of confusion’s tied up in my head
It’s spitting out anger and I’m full of dread
We’re moving through changes
We won’t pass again
You’re looking through curtains
You’re wondering when
I’ll disappear
Cover me with rain
Cover me with rain
We can slip and fall
We can lose it all
But you can’t change me
You can’t change me
You can’t change me
You can’t change me
It’s hard
It’s hard
Someone’s spinning tales of wonder
Someone’s got a bottle to kill
Someone’s gonna make it thunder
But this one’s slipping on the painted floor
Someone’s spinning tales of wonder
Someone’s got a bottle to kill
Someone’s gonna make it thunder
But this one’s slipping on the painted floor
It’s hard
It’s hard
It’s hard to hear your heartbeat
When you’re dreaming
It’s hard to hear your heartbeat
When you’re dreaming
It’s hard
It’s hard
It’s hard to hear your heartbeat
When you’re screaming
It’s hard to hear your heartbeat
When you’re screaming
When you’re screaming
Someone’s spinning tales of wonder
Someone’s got a bottle to kill
Someone’s gonna make it thunder
But this one’s slipping on the painted floor
Someone’s spinning tales of wonder
Someone’s got a bottle to kill
Someone’s gonna make it thunder
But this one’s slipping on the painted floor
On the painted floor
On the painted floor I’m
On the painted floor
On the painted floor
On the painted floor
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6. |
Paradise
02:48
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Here you are today with your head full of stones
Thinking that you own what was never quite yours
You hit the street, look left then right
You follow him where you will go
But you'll never think to follow me to paradise; to paradise
I saw you yesterday looking better than before
Talking of a life that could never be yours
You looked at me; I see through you
Wishing all your thoughts could fill your dreams
But I never want to waste a day in paradise; in paradise
Now, you're on your own; it's not the bridges that get burned
Look who's missing whom or what you miss the most
You save your breath again and lie
I really thought I would let you try
I bet you never thought I'd let you die in your paradise; your paradise
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Get Smart! Lawrence, Kansas
Get Smart! formed in Lawrence, KS in 1980. The group helped to solidify Lawrence as an alternative music hotbed and toured
extensively, performing 300 shows in six years.
They released a flexi-disc and Words Move, a 4-track EP in 1981.
In 1983 they relocated to Chicago. Their first LP, "Action Reaction" was released in 1984.
The band's second LP, "Swimming With Sharks" was released in 1986.
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