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Chiba City Blues
02:20
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The story's starting here,
But aren't you wondering
Why all the good times seem so far,
and all the seasons have to change?
But there is nothing I can say,
Because time sways and people fade away
I wish I could have written this story backwards from the end
Your mirrored eyes reflect the sickest of times,
and times like these make me want another kind of mind
So this is your story, and I'm admitting
That I flipped to the end
so that all this would make sense
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Government Town
02:54
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The streets are empty, but the lights are on
You can't afford them, but you can't turn them off
It's always hot and crowded
We're always running late
Just chasing mediocrity
On and on, with every step,
We're sinking deeper in our debts
Let's build some roads that won't send us sailing off of cliffs
It's a government town full of angry people
There's no reason to celebrate but we do it anyway
How are we supposed to see the beauty in this city
When it's hidden by the river,
and the river's always dirty?
All along it’s always been
A place to live and hang my head
But I’ll make something more of it
I am staring up at grey even on the sunny days
Let's make the change (and find our way)
Let's build some roads, and take pride in home
We'll never drown in this government town
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The West End Underground
03:32
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Wide awake on the edge of town
The world's on my back and it's breaking me down
There's so much that I don't know,
and so many places to go
Time and time again we can complain
that nothing ever stays the same, and nothing lasts forever
Nothing last forever
Keep on moving day to day, living life the same old way
Getting tired of routine, but what does it all mean?
Shut myself inside
Looking for a place to hide
I love it all and I hate it at the same time
Lo and behold, I've fucked myself again
It seems like these empty halls
Have become the best of friends
I wake up and hear the sound of empty hallways
While looking through my doorway,
and hear the sound and all the noise
It's the sound of all the girls and boys
Crying out just to be heard,
but no one hears a single word
Maybe it's because we're all imaginary
Cheaping out comes at a higher price these days
Learning is easy, you’ve just got to do it the hard way
I love it all and hate it at the same time
I love it all,
but I hate you all
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Train to Mariposa
03:08
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The newspaper confirms my suspicion
that there are no telephones in southern Ontario
No industry thrives since 2008
I guess that broadband is down as well,
in the place that you call home
There's still a train to Mariposa,
"Puffing up steam in the city station."
Boards the city, every day at five
There must be a new island of misfits
who consume all your new days
The rooted rolling stone
Green grass brings the herd of yesterday's friends
I'm no cowboy, no hound dog,
but I hear elephants roar
They found the phones in southern Ontario
Will you ever remember, ‘cause I won’t forget,
but I guess that maybe this is all in my head
Will you ever remember, ‘cause I won’t forget,
but I guess that all good things must come to an end
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5. |
Bottom of Every Bottle
02:51
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Today is just another day in an ordinary place,
with extraordinary things to face
It's not fair that it gets dark at 5 p.m. 'round here,
and I'm not thrilled about the weather
There's something at the bottom,
the bottom of every bottle
Today is just another day in an ordinary place,
with extraordinary things to face
And I swear that you'll all make it on your own this year
It feels like things are getting better
There's something at the bottom,
the bottom of every bottle
I hope you find what you're looking for
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