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01 - Sicario
03:46
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You get what you want
It's what everybody wants
You're at the front door and we've paid
But we're not sure what you sell
Invite you in you're here to stay
It's unclear who rang the bell
But it's like as not impossible
Sicario will carry on his way
You get what you want
It's what everybody wants
Sicario
Unlock the back door seal our fate
Beckon in their dirty ways
You're shaking hands with their fat snakes
Does it taste like Cabernet?
But you're all the same predictable
Sicario will carry on his way
You get what you want
It's what everybody wants
Sicario
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02 - Planet Animal
04:04
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I got a feeling
I got no freedom
So I need a reason
To keep me believing
When you're on vacation
There goes my patience
There goes the nation
Here comes the Planet Animal
Ghosts - Keep coming
They love me the most - Keep coming
Tests - Keep coming
They love me the best - Keep coming
Threats - Keep coming
They love me to death - Keep coming
Meat - Keep coming
They love me to bleed - Keep coming
I got a feeling
If I stop believing
My brain will start breathing
Living and breeding
Fucking and eating
Scheduling meetings
Sending out greetings
I am a Planet Animal
Don't take that medication
It breaks your conviction
That's all it does
Don't use those intonations
When educating your children about love
Don't ask for genuflexion
There's no reparation for that kind of blood
Don't hide your inspiration
I have only affection
I have only compassion
Ghosts - Keep coming
They love me the most - Keep coming
Tests - Keep coming
They love me the best - Keep coming
Threats - Keep coming
They love me to death - Keep coming
Meat - Keep coming
They love me to bleed - Keep coming
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03 - Quit Your Job
03:23
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This is a free market pacification
Evasive debasement of popular vote
A vindication of passive aggression
A loophole in science
A hole in the boat
It's barely evolution
How could I want to be like them
I had a revelation
I'm never coming back again
This is my resignation
And I'll clear my desk
My bones and the rest
My kevlar vest and I did my best
But I quit my job
This is the nightmare of social progression
A vacuous and negative cultural drive
A leech on our resources without vindication
I'm getting out of here while I'm still alive
It's barely evolution
How could I want to be like them
I had a revelation
I'm never coming back again
This is my resignation
And I'll clear my desk
My bones and the rest
My kevlar vest and I did my best
Down
So fucking numb
So fucking stupid
So fucking dumb
Hold my coat
So I can dream
So I can drink myself back
To where I've been
Line 'em up
I feel so free
I feel useless
You know what I mean
It's okay
I used to be God
But I have no meaning
Now I quit my job
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04 - Start A Fire
04:35
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Empty
I walk away a shallow man
Why don't you understand
The things that only I can
Maybe
Were these waters ever too close
Why don't I understand
That it's what lovers do most
When do I feel that my soul has a light on
When do I feel that my soul is alight
Start a fire
It's only a little one
But make it a real one
As warm as the Sun
Start a fire
So I can feel one
Empty
I crawl away a broken man
Why do I take thes things too hard
Whenever I can
Maybe
Were these quarters ever too close
Why don't I understand
That it's what lovers do most
When do I feel that my soul has a light on
When do I feel that my soul is alight
When do I feel that my soul has a light on
When do I feel that my soul is alight
Start a fire
It's only a little one
But make it a real one
As warm as the Sun
Start a fire
So I can feel one
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05 - AKAAK
04:19
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I swing from a rope
That the massa was using to tether me
I wish I was dead so I could rot on your land
Dead by your hand
Decaying in sand
This ain't your bridge
So follow the road to the camp
That your daddy built on slave wages and food stamps
I'll eat dirt by the light of my broken oil lamp
AKA the AK
Jackie O okayed JFK's case
Facts and figures that fly in my face
Maybe I'd concentrate if I had a taste
For El Nino and Waco and chemical waste
Mother dear scrubs the stairwell for hours
While congressmen smoke out their ivory towers
These no respect architects crowd out the doors
And bury their children down under the floors
AKA the AK
I can't make it okay like my confidence I'm atrophied
I'm bored and I'm hungry I lack what I need
With my lawyers I plead and I never succeed
Father nation took mother state's glistening ovaries
My god, what a liberty
What a lie, come on, choke down a slice of the pie
And wash it down with some raw sewage from graves
That we dug for our load-bearing Mexican slaves
We love all our load-bearing Mexican slaves
There's no way up for a wetback in the US of A
AKA the AK
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6. |
06 - The Patriot
02:55
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I was a teacher when I taught you how to be dumb
But don't be dumb
I was a soldier when I taught you how to be numb
But don't be numb
I was an advertiser when I made you buy shit
But that's dinner
I was a peacemaker with an agenda
But that's a walk in the park
I got sickening questions
That you don't know
Cause I don't want you to know
Don't need you to know
So I'll leave you hanging
I was a teacher when I taught you how to be dumb
But don't be dumb
I was a soldier when I taught you how to be numb
But don't be numb
I was an advertiser when I made you buy shit
But that's dinner
I was a peacemaker with an agenda
But that's a walk in the park
My sickening questions
You still don't know
Cause I don't want you to know
Don't need you to know
So I'll leave you hanging
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7. |
07 - Ghost
04:04
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You are no better than me
No better than the people you lead
But your leadership died
In a corner of industry
You are no better then me
No better than the people you need
But our needs are defined
By things you cannot believe
In this churchyard I'm still waiting by the door for you
Then I won't wait anymore
In this graveyard are the homeless and the poor
And you
And your ghosts of war
You don't know better than me
No better than the wind in the leaves
But your voice is
Ringing from the hanging tree
You don't know better than me
So you'd better start earning your keep
And you'll understand then
Nothing comes easily
In this churchyard I'm still waiting by the door for you
Then I won't wait anymore
In this graveyard are the homeless and the poor
And you
And your ghosts of war
You are no better than me
No better than the people we feed
When your leadership dies
Maybe those people are free
In this churchyard I'm still waiting by the door for you
Then I won't wait anymore
In this graveyard are the homeless and the poor
And you
And your ghosts of war
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08 - Holiday
05:18
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It doesn't come easily
Except for you it does
It's just one of the little things
That you did to earn our trust
It started out innocent
Almost as if it was
You take a little reward
For all the things that you've done for us
It carries on endlessly
Cause that's the way it works
How can you run our lives
If you join us in the dirt?
Paid for your time
Paid for your fine meals
Laid on china plates
Paid flesh and bone
For your new home
Do you believe that it's fair?
Well believe it
Do you need a holiday
Like I need a holiday
Everybody could use a vacation
Everybody should get away
But they need a holiday
So everybody gets a kick in the face
And a bill to pay
There are no casualties
Or so you say
That's why your enemies
Let us find out in this way
It's a beautiful symmetry
If it isn't fake
We're making economies
To increase what you get paid
I don't accept your apology
Cause that's not at stake
You'd leave us on our knees
While you go on holiday
Paid for your time
Paid for your fine meals
Laid on china plates
Paid flesh and bone
For your new home
Do you believe that it's fair?
Well believe it
Do you need a holiday
Like I need a holiday
Everybody could use a vacation
Everybody should get away
But they need a holiday
So everybody gets a kick in the face
And a bill to pay
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09 - Run
04:27
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Run
This feeling's incredible
Not a slave to the ways of an automatic Sun
I'm inflamed when I'm staring down the sight of my gun
Run
You're not even here at all
Just a game I was playing long before it'd begun
It's the same every day until I let the fun go to my head
Did you hear what I said
Then I let you go
(Then I run and I run and I run)
Catch you before the road
(Then I run and I run and I run)
And now you're under the stones
(Then I run and I run and I run)
No one will ever know
Run
This should be impossible
Many ways to repay all the things that I've done
I'll be saved in a better place if that day ever comes
Run
Do you even care at all?
Why do your eyes turn blank at the sight of your blood
It's the same every night barefoot in the mud
Do you wish you were dead?
Run
(Run run run)
Cause I am invincible
Not a slave to the ways of an automatic sun
You'll get used to the taste of the sight of my gun
Run
(Run run run)
It feels like a miracle
Just a game I was playing long before it begun
It's the same outcome anyway so I let the fun go to my head
Do you hear what I'm saying?
Then I let you go
(Then I run and I run and I run)
Catch you before the road
(Then I run and I run and I run)
And now you're under the stones
(Then I run and I run and I run)
No one will ever know
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10. |
10 - Cortez
02:52
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Cortez
Hasta la Corrida Siempre
Cortez
Coja su política
Cortez
Light your last cigarette
Stay close to the fire
We'll watch the Sun go down
We'll watch while this World dies
Stand by your innocence
Stand by your lies
We'll watch the Sun go down
Everything's gonna be alright
I'll hold your head back
While you throw up your life
Cortez
Hasta la Corrida Siempre
Cortez
Coja su política
Cortez
Para la queja mexicana
Cortez
Este sueño de América
Cortez
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11. |
11 - Shark Tooth
06:13
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Shark Tooth
In my mouth
Rows upon rows
Trying to get out
They make my face bleed
When I'm prone to the tide
They make my arms weak
They hang limp by my sides
It's my tight little noose
Made of barbed wire
It speaks only the truth
When my mind is on fire
Shark tooth
In my mouth
Rows upon rows
Strain to get out
When I get loose
And the tide rolls back
I hang my shark tooth
On a chain around my neck
It's hard to breathe
And difficult to sleep
It cuts into me
But it's a burden I keep
It's a tight noose
But it keeps it all in
I don't lay ground rules
I'd only break them again
It's my shark tooth
And it's the reason I try
Cause when I get to the truth
It makes it all worthwhile
Shark Tooth
In my mouth
Rows upon rows
Trying to get out
They make my face bleed
When I'm prone to the tide
They make my arms weak
They hang limp by my sides
It's my tight little noose
Made of barbed wire
It speaks only the truth
When my world is on fire
Shark tooth
In my mouth
Rows upon rows
Strain to get out
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12 - Sky Radio Chet
10:19
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They don't want to hear about it
No one is shifting in their sleep
Cause no one cares about it
They've got no secrets to keep
This is for everybody
When the lights are coming down
When the lights are flooding the ground
Just remember to keep your head down
Searching hands on sundried flesh
The salt-filled wounds of the dispossessed
Waving crucifixes like their lives depended on us
If you're seeking voices in your head
The face in the moon will always be there
To stare us down like nothing ever comes to us
So fall in line like flies to shit are drawn
And babies late to mothers are born
And breastfed before the eyes of the judgemental
So hold me up like I was your God
Nothing saves what I just forgot
Do your dreams come from lights in the sky
Did they ever think to ask us why
Just remember to stay on your own ground
When the lights are coming down
When the lights are flooding the ground
Just remember to stay down
So hold me up like I was your God
Cause nothing stays in the air for long
Nothing saves what I just forgot
Stay down keep your head to the ground and stop
Everybody get your heads on the ground
Everybody get your heads on the ground
Everybody get your fucking heads down
Everybody get your heads on the ground
No wait this is not right
Am I wrong or are those lights in the sky
Not supposed to move like fire?
Not supposed to move like fire?
It's not too late to avoid
All the crowds and the noise and the welcome signs
Shoulder your shotguns and fire
Shoulder your shotguns and fire
I've been here before
But it was different before
I've been here before
But it wasn't like this before
I felt like I could be saved
Coming down in so many ways
I knew that I would be saved
Since then I've been counting the days
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