1. |
Jesus, Mary and Joseph
02:59
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Churches make me nervous but I must admit they're beautiful
Don't get many wedding invites but I'll be there for the funeral
Oh my God do I love you
I just can't seem to move my body
But oh my God do I want to
Oh no
Purpose makes me nervous so I'm still not sold on the idea
Give me a direction and I get a willful amnesia
Oh my God do I want you
I just can't seem to stick this landing
But oh my God would I love to
Oh no
Oh no
Oh no
Oh no
Oh no
Churches make me nervous but I must admit they're beautiful
Don't get many wedding invites but I'll be there for the funeral
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2. |
Palpitations
02:47
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My heart skips a beat sometimes
because my circulations off
I don't know what to do with that
I don't know what to do at all
I only want whats best for me
I didn't mean to miss your call
I thought I'd see this coming
I thought I'd see right through it all
My watch skips a beat sometimes
and still my savior never showed
How long have I been waiting?
Just one more thing that I don't know
I have a dream inside my brain
I put it there to catch my fall
I thought I'd live forever
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3. |
DangerBrain
02:45
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Movie theater carpet
I lost my lunch outside Target
I put my cash where my mouth is
It's the same place where my doubt lives
And is this all a computer?
and don't it feel peculiar?
At least I know that my flesh hurts
and there's no way for this to get worse, oh
oh
Young American sweetheart
I lost my mind behind WalMart
Before the toxins had found blood
I put my foot where my mouth was
Is this the churches miracle?
Or brand new research chemicals?
I put my heart where my sleeve is
There's nothing left for me to believe in, no
oh
It's coming up, It's coming up, It's coming up, It's coming up
It's coming up, It's coming up, It's coming up, It's coming up
There's so much time to kill
There's so much time to kill
It's coming up, It's coming up, It's coming up, I'm coming up
I'm coming up, I'm coming up, I'm coming up, I'm coming up
There's so much time to kill
There's so much time to kill
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4. |
Midwestern Goodbye
03:15
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Hey!
What do you know?
Our home is burning down,
Our home is burning down now and
Hey!
What do you know?
The seeds are planted now,
The seeds are in the ground and
You
Must be a sculptor, must be a sculptor and
You
Must be a sculpture, must be a sculpture too
Please just don't miss your cue
Hey!
What do you know?
Our home burnt to the ground
The soils fertile now and
Hey!
What do you know?
No, really, what do you know? and
You
Have to decide
Are you a tourist? or a terrorist? and
You
Have to decide
Are you surrounded by your buddies?
Or a body of collective lies? and
You
Must be a treat to them
Must be a treat to you, and
You
Must be a threat to them
Must be a threat to you
If we're gonna make it through
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5. |
Megatron is a Gun
03:52
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This body is a murder weapon
This body is an evil engine
This body is a murder weapon
This psyche is a werewolf in recovery
This spirit is a demon in a nunnery
This body is a murder weapon
This body gets paid under the table
This body is a biblical angel
This body is a murder weapon
This psyche is a first contact discovery
This spirit is a werewolf in recovery
This body is an Armageddon
And everything that I touch
becomes food for my hunger
My hunger for power
And everything I consume
comes back to haunt me
And I have become a coward
And everything that I touch
becomes food for my hunger
My hunger for silence
And everything I consume
comes back to haunt me
And I have become violence
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6. |
Deja Vu
01:05
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7. |
Cultist Prophet Blues
03:48
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(this is science fiction turned into fact. This! is the time of rejoicing)
I'll be the end
I'll be the start
I'll be a selfish lover
I'll be the middle
in the middle
I'll be your blood mother
I'll dip my cookies in vinegar
I'll dip my cookies in vinegar
I'll be a book
a book of faith
I'll be my fathers daughter
You'll feed me lines
I'll play my part
and we can stage a martyr
You'll dip your cookies in sweet red wine
You'll dip your cookies in sweet red wine
I'll be your hope
I'll be your dream
I'll be a rocket launcher
Ego must death
I'll be that death
I'll be an honest doctor
The movies over and it's time to go
the movies over please take me home
I'll be your life,
Your laugh
Your love
I'll be a cowboy killer
Our gods a corpse
We're the new God
We'll be a brutal winter
We'll dip our cookies in vinegar
We'll dip our cookies in sweet red wine
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8. |
Virtual Pets
03:24
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(Im sorry we gotta start over)
I left my body on the steps of our front porch
If I'm not my body, then what is it that my body's for?
I walked to the lake to stare into the void
If livings a full time job, then what happens when I'm unemployed?
You feel as weird as you need to feel
Doesn't much matter if any of this was even real
I check the time everyday at 12:34
If God is a watchmaker, then what did they make the watches for?
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9. |
112263
02:46
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(Ah, I did the fucking thing again)
Oh, darling you bring the sun
You are the chosen one
the sky starts to come undone
I feel in my heart that
You feel it in your heart
Too, we got that deja vu
(has been, is now, and shall ever be, November 22nd, 1963)
Oh, you burn so terribly
Blame it on chemistry
We shot John F. Kennedy
(No-no-no-November 22nd 1963)
and I feel in my heart that
You feel it in your heart
Too, we got that deja vu
(has been, is now, and shall ever be)
(the morning sun lending an effective unreality, but this is very real)
I feel in my heart that
You feel it in your heart
Too, we got that deja vu
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10. |
So Nice
03:50
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You're gonna be so nice about this
And I hope that we remain close friends
It's become to painful to hold onto
And all beautiful things come to an end
And we were no exception
I'm not quite sure how I can phrase this
But you know somehow I feel relieved
I guess it all just boils down to distance
It's the thing that hurts, and the thing we need
But there is still so much affection
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11. |
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It's consistent I'm addicted to the feeling
I've predicted that I'm not a human being
Is it a bad day or a bad brain?
Did you feel something in-between us change?
It's consistent I'm addicted to the falling
Crash landing into unsuspected startled darling
But when I feel nothing can you feel it too?
You are forgiving me for giving up on you.
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12. |
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Its time to eat!
Hello beautiful
Hello Handsome
I'm sorry, you did not reveal yourself to be human
Goodbye
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Gila Teen is college rock for college dropouts, blending elements of post-punk, folk, new wave and indie-sleaze. The genre- benders eccentric songs nevertheless always seem to be a direct line into the anxieties and affections coursing through the cosmos at the given moment of listening, making them a perfect sonic prescription for heartache and longing. Stationed in Denver, Colorado ... more
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