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Disunion Tour
04:26
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the clouds were rolling in on waves of apathy
as we waited for the band to take the stage
it started raining when they checked the kick drum
the roadies, once young, now showing their age
another hit of power-chorded energy
another blast of sound to dull the pain
but who is this i see up there before me?
holding a guitar, soaked by the rain?
as we nod our heads in disillusion
we raise our fists in shared
we sing along but don't know lyrics
we shuffle home and climb in bed
and try to forget
the singer had no teeth, i swear
she looked so close to death
the replacement lead guitarist almost fell right off the ledge
no one played in the same key
and halfway through song #3
the drummer threw his snare into the crowd
a statement issued the next day spoke of the good times passed:
"with our sincere apologies, that show was our last."
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Black Dragons
01:51
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buried at dead of night
forgot why, filled with spite
he peaked at twenty-three
majored in misery
reply: why oh why?
everybody dies.
sprawling estate for sale
throw all these men in jail
they peaked at sixty-three
useless in jealously
reply: no surprise.
everybody dies.
throw all your records out
leap from the penthouse window
there's something in the night
it's coming. take cover.
i don't hear a sound
there's no one left around
i don't hear a sound
my body's left the ground
throw all your records out
leap from the penthouse window
black dragons in the night
thick as thunder, blocking out our light
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Bye Mister
02:36
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i can't go on and on and on
another record of regret
you only hear the words you want
and suffocate the rest
take a breath, son
try to have fun
you'll never ride the operation now
dig you up and cut you open
but we won't find one good reason
wanna jump man, go ahead but
i won't follow you down, i'm not ready to go
tied the rope, man, take that step but
i'm not saying goodbye
i'm not ready to die
i had the best of intentions
i didn't notice where they'd paved
until i heard you on the phone
shouting horrifying things
on the bright side there's no bright side
seven years of wasting and decline
tell you what, man
decorum be damned
we got a new band
go to heck
etc.
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