1. |
Biter
03:05
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On your knees
Begging please
Satiate
Gotta make her wait
I got bad pride you gotta break me
Make hands slow
You know I won't say no
Sweet soft lips
Bite not kiss
I got bad pride you gotta break me
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2. |
Mervin Hellville
02:28
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Just take off
you can blame it on me
I know what it's like
to get thrown away
It looks like it don't hurt
but it's just that i don't care
because i tore out my heart
just to make it out alive
Just to make it
Just to make it out alive
We both know
that I know
and if we're unhappy
why do we even pretend
You're broken heart
is just a bruised ego
and if you can't see it
what the f*** do i know?
Just to make it
Just to make it out alive
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3. |
Creeper
02:48
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i'm thinking about
taking drastic action
i'm thinking about
your impolite tone
and ten little bruises
that look so familiar
draped across your neck
for dramatic element
i'm slippin' and slinkin'
i got blue skin
hands of a dragon
i'm picking off your kids
with ten little bruises
in rapid expansion
you could get to know 'em
over silent mouthed screams
i'm the Creeper
i like to creep
i like the taste
the taste of teens
i'm the Creeper
i'm a creep
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4. |
King of Uncool
03:06
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Be hip
Stay fit
Hang out outside of Parliament
Get smoked
Don't choke
Hang out outside of Parliament
Well all the cool kids yeah they keep it cool as shit
But they don't know my name
You may not know me, I'm the king of uncool
Hang out
Space out
Show up but don't really care
Underground
That edgy sound
Show up but don't really care
Don't you dare move a muscle or the kids might stare
But they don't know my name
You may not know me, I'm the king of uncool
(bitchin rad guitar solo)
You may not know me, I'm the king of uncool
You may not know me but I'm the king
The king of uncool
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5. |
Summerlong
02:48
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We were friends all summer long
We played our games, we had our laughs
We had our code nobody knew
We had our looks nobody knew
Oh-oh
(screamin solo that kind of reminds you of 'somewhere over the rainbow')
(cool staccato breakdown)
Now it goes "we're not friends"
Every summer has to have an end
We don't talk, everybody knows
We don't have to say it because everybody knows
Every awkward summer ends
(slow melancholy outtro)
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6. |
Soviet Sci-fi
03:13
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you don't love me like i love you
the streets of Russia turned your lips to blue
i know in my heart you're my own true love
but could i confess it to the barrel of a gun?
two lovers, two sighs, black hair, black eyes
two guns, two sides, soviet sci fi
i can't love you like you love me
there's a cold cold terror growing in Sochi
the scanners follow with their glassy eyes
i want to feel but i don't want to die
two lovers, two sighs, black hair, black eyes
two guns, two sides, soviet sci fi
soviet sci fi
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7. |
Tear it Down
02:36
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surf, baby surf all night
pressed up against the roof
try, try to tear it down with you
and dance, dance like you're gonna die
get to the house byob
bit the skin off my lip. bite it with your teeth
slow, don't you dare slow down down down
get another cup if you want to drown drown drown
let's get f***ed up
surf, baby surf all night
pressed up against the roof
try, try to tear it down with you
and dance, dance like you're gonna die
boys and girls getting busy on the curb
locked in the cars proving love is still a verb
slow, don't you dare slow down down down
we howl at the moon when it finally comes out out out
let's get f***ed up
get f***ed up and tear it down
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8. |
Hot Streets
02:54
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Missed my beat on the hot hot streets
Sacrifice me to the music elite
Off the hook baby off the wall
I'm droppin acid at your shopping mall
cuz i missed my beat on the hot hot streets
Got no luck
Got no life
Don't give a f***
Still want to fight
Missed my beat on the hot hot street
Smother the girls underneath the sheets
She said we'd make love but her hands are too small
I'd have bad luck if i had any at all
but i missed my beat on the hot hot streets
Got no luck
Got no life
Don't give a f***
Still want to fight
Good luck
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9. |
Big Blue
04:20
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It's there in your eyes
the see and the skies
all of our past lives
maybe all nine
we missed the spread
lost track of time
if we did it again
i don't think that i'd mind
i'd really like to believe
that there's still some hope for me
and i'd really like to think
that there's still some good in me
in me
for you big blue
It's there in your eyes
the see and the skies
all of our past lives
maybe all nine
we missed the spread
lost track of time
if we did it again
i don't think that i'd mind
it's here in my hands
the moon and the sands
it cost so much
much more than we planned
we pay the price
no more playing nice
if we did it again
not sure i could if i tried
i'd really like to believe
that there's still some hope for me
and i'd really like to think
that there's still some good in me
in me
for you big blue
maybe there's a place for us underneath the sea
a place with the mermaids in the blue and green
we'll eat all the starfish all the seaweed in between
and if we drown we can just call it something clean
for you big blue
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10. |
Perfect Place to Hide
03:38
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and you found it
a perfect place to hide
and you found it
a place where no one else could find
oh it hurts
being alone
you would know better better better than anybody knows
when you said you were not scared
not to love me anymore
you thought i was a wreck
well i guess that i'd agree
but it gets so hard when you're star struck with a whore
try to better myself
i want to be somebody you need
all the nicotine
in the world
didn't do anything
to relieve my hurt
and oh it's hell
being alone
you would know better better better than anybody knows
when you said you were not scared
not to love me anymore
you thought i was a wreck
well i guess that i'd agree
but it gets so hard when you're star struck with a whore
try to better myself
i want to be somebody you need
when you said you didn't love me
in a letter you never sent
which you asked me not to read...
well i read it anyway
oh it hurts being alone
you would know better better better than anybody knows
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11. |
Piece of Cake
02:39
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you're not worth the effort it takes to hate you
you're not worth the breathe to spell a curse
your yellow blood is showing through the skin
yeah you're writing words but they're paper thin
you're not worth the effort it takes to hate you
and it's a piece of cake
shove my hands down my thoat make me puke it out
find the strings to the puppet that controls my mouth
make the words with the charm to the beat and sounds
it tastes so sweet
we're breakin up, you're taking up space
we're finding out just how easy, easy you are to replace
we're breaking up, you're wasting our space
you take a week to run in circles
you make the time to kill old friends
and the chemistry well it's adding up
i hate to say it but we're back in love
you're not worth the effort it takes to hate you
and it's a piece of f***ing cake
shove my hands down my thoat make me puke it out
find the strings to the puppet that controls my mouth
make the words with the charm to the beat and sounds
it tastes so sweet
we're breakin up, you're taking up space
we're finding out just how easy, easy you are to replace
we're breaking up, you're wasting our space
we're breaking up, you're taking up too much space
we're finding out just how easy, easy you are to replace
i'm wondering oh how good it tastes
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12. |
Fake it
02:52
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shake hands
fake smiles
learn code, learn sign
play it short and fast
shake hands, fake smiles and i'm turning tricks
learn code, learn sign, play in all the cliques
getting shows with the bands that i don't even like
and i'm talking s***
you gotta fake fake fake
fake it till it works
you gotta fake fake fake
fake it till it works
you gotta listen
listen to it till it hurts
you gotta fake fake fake
fake it till it works
be weird
stay weird
no downers, only "yeah man let's set a date"
be weird, stay weird, gotta play the rounds
no frowns only "yeah man i love the sound"
gotta shut my mouth because i'm such a d***
you gotta fake fake fake
fake it till it works
you gotta fake fake fake
fake it till it works
you gotta listen
listen to it till it hurts
you gotta fake fake fake
fake it till it works
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The Echo Bombs Phoenix, Arizona
We are The Echo Bombs.
Eddie sings and plays
guitar
Daniel plays bass.
Michael keeps the beat
We are a surfy garage rock band from Phoenix, Arizona. We are best friends with and signed to Rubber Brother Records, the coolest dudes ever.
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