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Audubon
02:16
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Hindsight is 20/ 20. But I can't take these glasses off.
I took the black wax out of the bins,
a first pressing of the Crippler.
It was a quiet Sunday
but now we're here - it's raining rats from the sky.
I don't need to go to your wetlands
All the lifers on my list know how to fly like bricks.
I wear my list on my skin
My belly's black and red
I'm SEEIN' RED wings.
I ride the blue J-CHURCH.
Fly like bricks now.
Fly like bricks through windows.
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Dearborn
02:12
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Where are the lean?
Where are the hungry?
We're so afraid to take that step.
Speak hands for me!
We're not cut from that cloth.
Not I. Not you. Not us.
We're too satisfied. But times are getting tight.
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Newburgh
01:35
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Now it's your turn to think about jet packs.
Now it's my turn to think about the apocalypse.
Your future's full of flying cars.
I hope there's gasoline. Hell, I hope there's water.
We wanted Rosie the Robot, but we need Rosie the Riveter.
If you're lost you can look and you will find me.*
I don't have time for all these nightmares.
*Thanks Cyndi.
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Wheeling
02:05
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I’m the ONE
She thinks so TWO
On the count of THREE
We’ll see what I’m good FOUR
I feel alive, but SICK SICK SICK
It’s all set. They took the bait. I’m only asking. I try to pull the mask over.
Rabbit’s foot, four-leaf clover. Where is my magic bullet?
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tomason Baltimore, Maryland
Holly: drums
Jon: bass
Jim: guitar, vocals
Cora: vocals, viola
Hillary sings on a few things too.
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