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Tigerface
02:56
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Lyrics by Ben...
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Catapult
03:22
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Catapult
(M. Baltzer)
One by one the places where I one felt safe,
Become burnt out shells full of memories.
Once again I spend time chasing adversaries -
Once again I miss our anniversary.
Where can I go, who can I talk to?
Is there anyone left who would still help me?
To get back home? Get back home!
To get back home! Get back home!
When you’re not there, it won’t be the same.
When I’m alone, I can’t find my way...
Catapult! Catapult!
I know, I know, I know, I know,
It’s not your fault! not your fault!
Close the door this time -
Seal the vault, seal the vault.
You know you’ll always be my babydoll, babydoll.
Once again I’m told that my country needs me,
Once again I’m called upon to save the day.
Who knows if I’ll choose to stop this new evil?
Who knows if I’ll choose to respond that way?
Well I won’t stick around if they don’t really need me.
I won’t stick around if they don’t want me to stay -
And save the day… save the day...
Please help me save the day… save the day...
Well I’m not here to be a sacrifice
But without a cause -
What good am I?
Catapult! Catapult!
I know, I know, I know, I know,
It’s not your fault! not your fault!
Close the door this time -
Seal the vault, seal the vault.
You know you’ll always be my babydoll, babydoll.
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The Great Manipulator
04:00
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The Great Manipulator
(M. Baltzer)
Is twenty seven seconds out of your vision,
Sufficient time to forget me forever?
Does my constant presence outside your window,
Ensure that you fall asleep never?
I am nothing if not your servant -
I am nothing if not your last friend.
When the winter-me bids you a silent goodbye will you call me?
When the winter-me bids you a silent goodbye will you cry?
The road to hell is paved with good intentions.
The road to heaven is drenched in heartache and pain.
So let me enjoy this last look a little longer -
Before the summer is over and you have gone away.
I was hoping to see a rainbow so I could I tell you about it.
I has hoping to see you this evening so I’d know that you never forget it.
I am nothing without your presence.
I am nothing if not joined at the wrist.
When the party is over and your friends say goodbye will you call me?
When the party is over and your friends say goodbye will you cry?
The road to hell is paved with good intentions
The road to heaven is drenched in heartache and pain
So let me enjoy this last look a little longer
Before the summer is over and you have blown away
There’s a path up the hill by the side of the road
And where it leads to is where everyone goes
There’s a path up the hill by the side of the road
And where we’re going now is what nobody knows
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A Low Risk of Sexual Side Effects
(M. Baltzer)
Grab your things, we might not be coming back tonight
In all that leather, oh you know you’re such a sight.
Time is short. Your hair’s long and your skirt is tight.
Pull it baby, let’s try to get our timing right!
What’d you say? Can’t understand - say it again?
Is there something in your mouth?
Clear your throat? Try again - one more time?
Is there something in your mouth?
What’d you say? Can’t understand - say it again?
Is there something in your mouth?
Clear your throat? Please try again - one more time?
Is there something in your mouth?
Please! Let’s get on our knees.
Shaking like a tree, better than sneeze.
Come on, come on.
Please! Let’s get on our knees.
Shaking like a tree, better than sneeze.
Come on, come on.
Please! Let’s get on our knees.
Shaking like a tree, better than sneeze.
Come on, come on.
Please! Let’s get on our knees.
Shaking like a tree, better than sneeze.
Come on, come on.
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Spinfighter
04:52
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Spinfighter
(M. Baltzer)
Can I calmly cascade the cosmos?
And bend the tall trees to me? Almost.
When all’s said and done, I’ve got the golden
Apples are always what I’m holding
I can feed on gamma rays and,
I can go to sleep for days and,
I am beyond the wave of of witches and wizards I set ablaze!
I ride a wave home whenever
The bring-me breeze becomes a tether.
Around the square with a baseball bat -
Return from space in seconds flat!
I can feed on gamma rays and,
I can go to sleep for days and,
I am beyond the wave of of witches and wizards I set ablaze!
Oh you should meet me here, and,
Oh I will bring the beer, and
I am beyond fear! But going maskless?
I draw the line!
In shadow boxes with my honey,
Under the trees we find what’s funny.
The oven timer’s always beeping -
Disturbs the kitties when they are sleeping!
I can feed on gamma rays and,
I can go to sleep for days and,
I am beyond the wave of of witches and wizards I set ablaze!
Oh you should meet me here, and,
Oh I will bring the beer, and
I am beyond fear! But going maskless?
I draw the line!
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