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March of the Flowers
03:12
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Have you messed with the flowers?
They'll mess you up while you're fast asleep
They'll spread their vines in your veins
Roots as far as the mirror is deep
Gathered in hand, gathered in hand
Gathered up in bunches, tied in knots
They'll lay you down on the compost
Leave you out back, ready to rot
They call this the march of the flowers
Have you seen the planet's anger?
Have you seen its teeth and claws?
Have you seen its many gestures
When you're behind closed doors
Like the light in the refridgerator
Out like a candle in the winter wind
When the spores settle on you
That is when the war will begin
They call this the march of the flowers
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Church
06:56
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I saw the ghosts upon the beach
I saw their skin as pale as bleach
I took the ghosts right up the hill
I took them to the church that sits above the mill
The congregation did not care
The congregation was not there
How many dead bodies was this church built on?
Someone put out the lights
I can hear them, I can hear them, I can hear them singing
I can see them, I can see them, I can see them clapping
Here it comes now, out of the organ, it's a buzz buzz buzz buzz buzzing
And I'm walking, and I'm kneeling, and I'm falling down at the altar
When you taste it, and you breathe it, open up and believe it
We're all inside a cloud of flies
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Concrete Island
04:41
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I'm coming right behind them, I'm coming right behind them, I'm coming right behind them, then I'm going to seek asylum
I'm going to seek asylum, I'm going to seek asylum, I'm going to seek asylum, then I'm going to certify them
I'm going to certify them, I'm going to certify them, I'm going to certify them, then I'm going to crucify them
I'm going to crucify them, I'm going to crucify them, I'm going to crucify them, then I'm going to deify them
You wanna ride
Across the highlands
I'm telling you why
This man is an island
I'm going to put them on it, I'm going to put them on it, I'm going to put them on it, turn it round and cut for comment
I'm going to cut for comment, I'm going to cut for comment, I'm going to cut for comment, take their grassland and inform it
You wanna know how far the boundaries go?
I'm telling you, man, nobody knows
You want to go, you want to go, you want to go but there's nowhere to go
You want to cross the road but there's nowhere to go
There's nowhere to go
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Masters of Our Trade
06:37
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There's war in the heart of man
We are masterful bastards
We are the martyred sons of disaster
We are masters of our trade
There's war in the heart of man
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