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Dust Devil
02:51
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Across the valley and down the ranch
To see the Wizard, aid him in his plans
He gathered up all the boys and girls
He's gonna teach them how to save the world
Some people say that he's no good
Some say he's just misunderstood
He'll take you where they angels fear to tread
Out where the sands are running red
Air, trees, water, and animals
Knock one down and the rest will surely fall
Heaven knows when we'll all arrive
Not before we're all the way alive
Some people say life is a dream
Some claw their eyes out, with a scream
He'll take you where the angels fear to tread
Out where the sands are running red
Across the valley and down the ranch
To see the Wizard, aid him in his plans
He gathered up all the boys and girls
He's gonna teach them how to save the world
Now take a gander at your game
Maybe your mirror is to blame
He'll take you where the angels fear to tread
Out where the sands are running
I'll take you where the angels fear to tread
Out where the sands are running red
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2. |
Take One
04:15
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Sun's half up, another shitty day. Nothing's doing, anyway
No sense getting dressed. Even the cat's depressed
Check the news. I got to laugh. Some jerkoff hacked all the gas
I guess I'll take a walk several times around the block
And think about our lives 'til sweet death's kiss arrives
Flood waters rise and this clown show dies
Take one! The world is cursed
Take two! It's even worse
I'm feeling the crunch
God's out to lunch
Take one! Nothing to say
Take two! Wash it away
This mission has failed
The captain has bailed
Bank called. My account was robbed by some Floridian slob
He shalt not be caught. Don't give it a second thought
Check the headlines at the store. Papers gearing up for war
The people who cheer were anti-war, last year
And I say damn. What a mess, watching humans regress
To the point of a gnat. Neurons drowning in fat
Take one! The world is cursed
Take two! It's even worse
Ignoring the call
The flipper missed the ball
Take one! Nothing to say
Take two! Wash it away
It's clogging the drain
It's enough to drive a man insane
Take one! The world is cursed
Take two! It's even worse
Panties in a bunch
God's out to lunch
Take one! Nothing to say
Take two! Wash it away
Please rain forty days
Or set this shit ablaze
Take one! The world is toast
Take two! Give up the ghost
Take one! Seize the day
Take two! Draw the shades
Take one! Open your eyes
Take two! Wave goodbye
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3. |
Lights Camera Action
03:44
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You're so cold and all the sights are blurred
Try to speak, you can't form any words
Then you stumble. Then you puke
And they're there to capture you
Take a bow. Here comes your ten seconds of fame
Lights Camera Action
Welcome to the brand new stage
Lights Camera Action
Twisting your life our way
Spinning your frustration into gold
Cut the context out and then it's sold
One splice here. One edit there
To us, any game is fair
Gently tap record. You'll never get away
Lights Camera Action
Welcome to the brand new stage
Lights Camera Action
Twisting your life our way
Everybody longs to go so far
All the world dreams of being stars
Smash your life into a million shards
Slashing ribbons of your oldest scars
Lights Camera Action
Quenching the thirst for rage
Lights Camera Action
Human dignity's passé
Lights Camera Action
Snuffing your life today
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4. |
Logs On The Fire
03:38
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Life's overrated. Get on out and shake it like a fool on Friday night
End of the ride. Time to decide. Live in fear or die in fright
Years you wasted. Feelings that were pasted to your face, like a silly mask
To whom do I speak? Is your mind so weak that you even have to ask
No one wants you
No one needs you
End of the road for you
It's down to the wire
End of your world
You're just a log on the fire
Loud and vapid. Your descent was rapid as you fell into yourself
Off with your head. Blood is glowing red. Toss your skull up on my shelf
Eye sockets, empty as your pockets. Now I've had my fill
No matter. Laughing as you splatter when I move in for the kill
Panic stricken
Don't be chicken
End of the road for you
It's down to the wire
End of your world
You're just a log on the fire
End of the road for you
It's down to the wire
End of your world
You're just a log on the fire
End of the road for all
It's down to the wire
End of the world
We're all just a logs on the fire
Birds on a wire
Time to retire
Logs on the fire
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5. |
Hell Bound
03:25
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Lay down your burden and sit a spell
While I spin this tale I tell
It doesn't matter much, the place or year
It'll be the last words that you ever hear
It doesn't matter what nobody said
It's time you laid down in the bed you made
Everyone I know is Hell bound
Everywhere I go. Hell bound
Everything I feel. Everything I see
Is Hell bound to me
No time for crying. Just accept your fate
I'll bet you thought you were something pretty great
Guess there are those who take a different view
But I'm the one who showed up to damn you
In consolation, least you're not alone
Kick off and pass the gates of your new home
Everyone I know is Hell bound
Everywhere I go is Hell bound
Everything I feel. Everything I see
Is Hell bound to me
Everyone I know is Hell bound
Everywhere I go is Hell bound
Everything I feel. Everything I see
Is Hell bound
Gone South
Hell bound, like me
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6. |
So Many Bones
03:30
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Roll out of bed. Jumpstart the day
Social life is just a click away
Nobody really has a thing to say
Except whines and gibberish
Grown accustomed to the stench of yourself
You're looking like a homeless Keebler elf
I oughtn't shame you for your lousy health
But I will anyway
Don't sweat it. You're gonna get it, now
Yeah I said it. I'll break you somehow
One hand on the keyboard as you're dying all alone
Leaving only so many bones
Your life's plan is getting crypto rich
Playing video games on Twitch
Or maybe start a blog moan and bitch
About all and nothing
You look to others for what to say
Hold the line, too scared to stray
Ideas are flexible, anyway
And the mob is howling
Don't sweat it. You're gonna get it, now
Yeah I said it. I'll break you somehow
One hand on the keyboard as you're dying all alone
Leaving only so many bones
Your mother comes down to make the bed
In your chair, pants down, you're dead
A vein burst inside your head
Four days prior
They say your funeral was pretty calm
Only an old priest and your mom
The rest all hit up Legacy.com
And no one's crying
Don't sweat it. You're gonna get it, now
Yeah I said it. I'll break you somehow
One hand on the keyboard as you're dying all alone
Leaving only so many bones
Leaving only so many bones
Leaving only so many bones
Leaving only so many bones
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7. |
Cocoon
03:40
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Well it was back in 1985,
way back when Wilfred Brimley was still alive
Anyway, Hume Cronin and Don Ameche
were just being old, hanging out on a Florida beach
They met some aliens and they became friends
And took a dip in a magic pool
It made 'em feel alright. It was outta site
Until it got screwed up by some old fools
Cocoon
Cocoon
Cocoon
Cocoon
Then, Steve Guttenberg came in
And he peeped on a chick while she peeled off all of her skin
It was one of those movies that made Boomers cry
Cause they knew pretty soon half the cast was gonna die
The film was such a hit. You couldn't escape it
The whole damn cast came back for a sequel
But Opie Cunningham. He couldn't give a damn
He made that crappy Han Solo prequel
Cocoon
Cocoon
Cocoon
Cocoon
Here we go
Cocoon
Cocoon
Cocoon
Oh God, Cocoon
Cocoon
Hey. Did you hear the one about Wilfred Brimley
Too soon
Shut up
Cocoon
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8. |
Better Sung Than Said
03:58
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Rage quitting. Who you think you're kidding
How'd you get so low, so fast
Venom spitting. Happy trails
Don't let the door hit you in the ass
And I know some things that one can feel are better sung than said
And I know that time won't heal these wounds, so just put it to bed
And you know that meeting me could only rip your life to shreds
Guess I'll live rent-free in your
Cut ribbons. Everything's forgiven
On the path to piece of mind
Your bitching, drowned out by
A couple bars of Auld Lang Syne
And I know that some things one can feel are better sung than said
And I know that time won't heal these wounds, so just put it to bed
And you know that finding me can only rip your world to shreds
So I'll live rent-free in your head
In your eyes, burning wild, glowing red
Storms in your words pass right by overhead
And I know that anything I feel is better sung than said
And I know that life itself may be a raging vale of dread
But I know that loving me can only rip your heart to shreds
So I'll live rent-free in your head
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9. |
Don't Bitch At Me
03:12
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You're never happy unless you ruin someone's day
Trail of bodies broken by the games you play
Your bratty shrieking voice is your tool of fear
Well, your winning streak is gonna end right here
Don't bitch at me
Don't bitch at me
Won't get you anywhere
Don't bitch at me
Babe, you'd better see
Don't bitch at me
I don't care
War of attrition is the game you play
Break another spirit until you get your way
This might've worked with everyone you ever met
But you ain't come across a man like me, quite yet
Don't bitch at me
Don't bitch at me
Won't get you anywhere
Don't bitch at me
Or you're gonna see
Don't bitch at me
I don't care
Floating through a cloud
Muting all worthless sounds
Ignoring your voice
Like only so much white noise
Don't bitch at me
Don't bitch at me
Won't get you anywhere
Don't bitch at me
Scream until you bleed
But don't bitch at me
I don't care
Don't bitch at me
Don't bitch at me
You're neither precious nor rare
Don't bitch at me
You listen to me
Don't bitch at me
I don't care
I will decide what is fair
So don't bitch at me
I don't care
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10. |
We Are Going To Hell
03:42
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Well, I ain't got two tickets to Paradise
Pack your bags, anyway, cause we're leaving tonight
I been working overtime, racking up my sins
Now there's only one club that's gonna let me in
No. I ain't going where the angels fly
For once, I will not be getting high
I'll be going where I'm gonna fry
I'm going to Hell. We're going to Hell
And if you wanna see me, tonight
I guess that I will see you in Hell
I'm going to Hell. We're going to Hell
And if you're looking for me, tonight
Then you can just go to Hell
Now I kiss each round, before I load the gun
And I blow my brains out by the setting sun
When I feel the Hellfire frying up my skin
That's when I know that I've arrived. Let the Party begin
No. I ain't going where the angels fly
For once, I will not be getting high
I'll be going where I'm gonna fry
I'm going to Hell. We're going to Hell
And if you wanna see me, tonight
I guess that I will see you in Hell
I'm going to Hell. We're going to Hell
And if you're looking for me, tonight
Then you can just go to Hell
I'm going to Hell. We're going to Hell
And if you wanna see me, tonight
I guess that I will see you in Hell
I'm going to Hell. We're going to Hell
And if you're looking for me, tonight
I guess that you can just go to Hell
I'm going to Hell. We're all going to Hell
And if you wanna see me, tonight
I guess that I will see you in Hell
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Pat Veil New Jersey
Pat Veil is a phantom.
He hides by day and moves under the cover of
night.
Once a guitarist/vocalist in the acclaimed rock band Sir Dove, since 2020, he has released a string of albums showcasing his "pop/rock with sharp claws,” melding of 70's and 80's rock with Veil's penchant for extremely distressing, yet often humorous, lyrics.
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