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Standing Up on Swings
02:21
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This is our bated breath,
This is our heart's content,
This is ours,
This is ours.
This is our pointless chair,
This is our endless hour,
This is ours,
This is ours.
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Red Tape
03:12
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Instrumental
Extract :
"Johnny: So listen, is there much security in this job?
Guard: Too much.
J: And what is it that goes on in this particular post-modernist gas-chamber?
G: Nothing, it's empty.
J: So what is it that you're guarding?
G: Space.
J: You're guarding space? Well that's stupid isn't it? Because someone could break in there right, and steal all the fucking space and you wouldn't know it were gone would you?
G: Good point."
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That Way Madness Lies
03:05
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Well you don't get to move our feet,
And you don't get to be the one who
Plucked birds like they were pawns
Begging for your seat.
You're logic and reason,
We're heartfelt obsession.
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Seila Chiara Lyon, France
So we were lonely and we made a few songs.
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