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Suffer
03:22
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Suffer
If you live you’re gonna suffer.
Stick with me and you won’t cry alone.
If you breathe you’re gonna suffer.
If you see you’re gonna suffer.
If you feel you’re gonna suffer.
Stick with me and you won’t cry alone.
Waste your life avoiding sorrow—might as well be dead.
Pain will always teach us something—get it through your head.
If you live you’re gonna suffer.
Stick with me and you won’t cry alone.
Fear and love are all we know, they’re never far apart.
They tie us up, they don’t let go, they both can break your heart.
If you live, breathe, see, feel – you’re gonna suffer.
Stick with me and you won’t cry alone.
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Nero
02:42
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Nero
I killed all of my heroes.
Did you see me cry as I watched ‘em die?
When Rome burned they blamed it on Nero.
Does that still apply to a God-fearing guy?
Who says a lie can’t last forever?
I thought I had the answer but I didn’t know; it was all show.
They treat me like some kind of cancer
but I’ll have the dough when it’s my turn to go.
Who says a lie can’t last forever?
I lost my way ‘cause it got dark.
I learned to bite before I’d bark.
Now I can swim just like a shark.
Who says a lie can’t last forever?
I laid my head on a pillow and remembered a dream Dad used to scheme.
I woke up on top of a world where nothing was green and peace was obscene.
Who says a lie can’t last forever?
When Rome burned they blamed it on Nero.
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Desire
03:59
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Desire
We were born to be our own destroyers. That’s how the universe ends.
We build our temples. We burn ‘em down and start all over again.
You and me were meant to be together. I hope we still remain friends
when every day’s another heartbreak for causes we can’t defend.
Desire, preaching to the choir. The truth is it’s a liar.
Hand in hand we’re on the great adventure, to Paradise we set sail.
We will find God, see what he’s doing and watch him chase his own tail.
We were born to question all the answers. We know the truth lies within.
So tell me why we’re never satisfied. It’s the ultimate sin.
Desire, preaching to the choir. The truth is it’s a liar.
The wedding’s tomorrow; it looks like rain.
The mother of sorrows is gonna change her name: Desire.
Take all your teachers, grab all the preachers
and wash their mouths out with soap.
Take Mom and Dad, they’re just as bad. It’s like they’re all smoking dope.
They got this song they’re always singing just like a chorus of loons:
“All we need is more!” That’s all they ask for—so they’re never in tune.
Desire, preaching to the choir. The truth is it’s a liar, liar, liar, liar.
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Famous Last Words
He kissed me where it hurt and made me feel better.
He missed me when I left and wrote a love letter.
The emotional baggage we both carried?
It really didn’t matter the day we got married.
It seemed like a good idea at the time.
We made a lot of plans—the future looked sunny.
Our credit score was high so we borrowed lots of money.
But when we couldn’t pay it back the ship started sinking.
Then we had a baby—what were we thinking?
It seemed like a good idea at the time.
The last thing he heard were these famous last words:
“It seemed like a good idea at the time.”
When I thought he went to work he was out looking
for someone a little younger than the one who stayed home cooking.
And when he found another love he was so delighted
until I bought myself a gun ‘cause I got a little excited.
It seemed like a good idea at the time.
The last thing he heard were these famous last words:
“It seemed like a good idea at the time.”
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Forever Never
03:06
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Forever Never
Will I wake up or will I go on sleeping forever, never knowing what’s real?
Am I dreaming or am I just believing in untruths
with no proof beyond what I feel?
Always praying to who—I don’t know. But onward I row until I die.
Who am I without my story? When there’s no more me will I care why?
Or will I go on sleeping forever, never knowing what’s real?
Always praying to who—we don’t know. But onward we row until we die.
Who are we without our stories? When there’s no more we will we care why?
Or will we go on sleeping forever, never knowing what’s real?
Are we dreaming or are we just believing in untruths
with no proof beyond what we feel?
Will we wake up or will we go on sleeping forever, never knowing what’s real?
Forever never knowing what’s real.
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What You Do
01:59
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What You Do
What you do happens to you. What you do happens to you.
It’s so simple, it’s so true. What you do happens to you.
So maybe you were having fun but what you did really hurt someone.
What you do happens to you.
You treated me so selfishly, now the pain won’t let me be.
What you do happens to you. It’s the truth.
The Alpha and Omega: your face is in the mirror.
Could they make it any clearer?
A hundred billion ways to live but nothing works till we forgive.
What you do happens to you.
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God Is War
03:44
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God Is War
I’ll never figure out why I loved you so.
I took my life and dreams and gave it up for you but you didn’t know.
The sound of your voice, like a warm summer kiss.
I sacrificed my self-respect and dove headfirst into the abyss.
To tell you the truth I just don’t care anymore.
I jumped in thinking love is God, I came out knowing God is war.
If there’s a way to fight back—well, I ain’t found it yet.
But time has made me blind, it works like magic so I always forget
why I did the same thing that always turned out so bad
and tried to satisfy you but the more I gave the more you got mad.
To tell you the truth I just don’t care anymore.
I still can’t understand why I didn’t resist until the road rose up to
meet my face and felt just like a concrete fist.
You told me the truth and made it perfectly clear: the day would come
when everyone would watch me crawl away in fear.
To tell you the truth I just don’t care anymore.
God is war.
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Beautiful Stories
03:20
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Beautiful Stories
Beautiful stories often end in tragedy.
That is why I’m on my knees praying.
If you won’t listen to me I will go away.
But someday you will hear the words I’m saying.
I’m back. On my feet again. Standing on solid ground.
My head’s above the crowd and I’m seeing.
When I left you my luck turned around.
You dragged my dreams into a dark submission.
When I woke up there they were again.
The lies you told were all sins of omission.
The ones who loved you took it on the chin.
But we’re back. On our feet again. Standing on solid ground.
Our heads above the crowd so we’re seeing.
When we let go our luck turned around.
I’m back.
Beautiful stories often end in tragedy.
That is why I’m on my knees, praying.
If you won’t listen to me I will go away.
But someday you will hear the words I’m saying.
Someday you will hear the song I’m playing.
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Play Your Guitar
Maybe that thing won’t get you too far, might never leave your house
or take you out of the bars. When you were a kid, you thought you’d
be a star. Well, it might happen yet for you and your guitar.
Disappointed your dad and you broke your mom’s heart in so many
ways you don’t know where to start. Your wife and your kid—well you
tore ‘em up too and when they threw you out, that left just one thing to do—play your guitar.
Earth people don’t understand. They’ll try to screw up your plan.
Somehow you still can believe so you roll up your sleeves.
And when you hold it like that and put your fingers right there you
can’t do it wrong ‘cause the sound hits the air and you stand up
and shake it or rock it in a chair, play it like a feather or beat the
wood bare. It opens up Heaven, it’s the right thing to do. When nothin’ else
works it’ll carry you through. Don’t take it from me, just see how it feels
when the world fades away and leaves something real. Play your guitar.
Earth people don’t understand. They’ll try to break up the band. Somehow
you still can believe so you roll up your sleeves and play your guitar.
Piss off your dad and break the girls’ hearts. Play your guitar.
Piss off your momma and break the boys’ hearts. Play your guitar.
Piss off your parents and break the girls’ hearts.
Piss off your parents and break the boys’ hearts.
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Life & Death Boogie
(Oh yeah—lay it on me, baby… well, well, well, well….)
Death may be near but life is here.
Baby, do me right. Get wild tonight.
(Give it to me, baby.)
I’m down to skin and bone. C’mon take me home.
Don’t need no sugar, no spice. Don’t want you to be nice.
(Ooh yeah….)
Down in Detroit City all the doggies and the kitties
are makin’ love not war—that’s what black leather is for.
And every Detroit band got mojo hand.
She got the leather on tight. Good rockin’ tonight.
(Hey, hey….)
[ Music RF / Lyrics RF and Clyde Brown]
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Walking Out
04:23
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Walking Out
I’m walking out, gonna help myself.
And then I’m gonna tear through the chains and free somebody else.
I’m shutting it down, gonna switch it all off.
And when I finally tune out the noise you’ll hear something sing soft.
I ain’t exactly no angel. That’s how I dealt with the pain.
I sold my secrets to so many strangers—kept me from going insane.
And I know who’s responsible for all my heavens and hells.
And I know anything is possible. I don’t need a wishing well—
‘cause she’s coming with me. We’re walking straight through that door.
The one that filters out the approval we don’t need anymore.
She’s been around the block a time or two or three
and the kind of knowledge she has acquired don’t come painlessly.
And she knows who’s responsible for all her heavens and hells.
And she knows anything is possible. She don’t need a wishing well.
We’re walking out, gonna help ourselves.
And then we’re gonna tear off the chains and free everyone else.
Free everyone else. Free everyone else. Free everyone else.
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