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Hurtling Through Space
01:47
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I'm hurtling through space.
I just wanna get to you.
I just gotta get to you.
I know they'll never understand.
All they see is tragedy.
They're scared and they'll try anything
to keep me from getting to you.
They'll send in the misfits, young lovers, miners, and drillers, pyros and thrillers. Anyone to keep me from you.
Why can't they see
I'd do anything?
I'd travel for four million lightyears through darkness and silence.
Anything to get me to you.
Why don't they get our love?
Why don't they understand our love?
When all they need is love?
Love and nuclear bombs.
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Taboo Love
02:50
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Out on the mountain the long nights get lonely and cold.
Out on the mountain the big sky don't care who you hold.
This taboo love don't feel so wrong.
Taboo love don't feel so strange with no prying eyes around.
Out on the mountain you can feed all your shame to the fire.
Out on the mountain you don't have to repeat the lie.
Don't let me go. Don't leave me alone.
Don't leave me cold. Don't leave me alone.
Don't quit me now, and don't you leave me alone.
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Southern Bound
02:38
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There's gonna be a jailbreak, breaking loose.
Taking out the guards, no more taking abuse.
We're shaking off our shackles and prison blues
We're breaking out.
We're gonna need a man if the plan'll work out.
We'll light him on fire, he'll scream and shout
Then we'll skyjack the plane and turn it around
We're breaking out.
We're southern bound to the other America.
We're breaking out to the other America.
We were born to do all wrong
Everyone come and sing along
To our no-extradition country song
We're breaking out
We want fresh air, wine, and women
If it takes a little excessive force and killing,
We've got no qualms with sinning.
All we've ever done is wrong
We'll never walk the straight line
We just don't get along.
All we've ever done is wrong.
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Sittin' in a Giant Robot
01:20
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Sitting in a giant robot
Manning the controls of a fighting robot
Sitting in a giant robot
Manning the controls of a fighting robot battling a man controlling another fighting robot
There's love.
But not between the robots.
Sitting in a giant robot
Manning the controls of a fighting robot battling a man controlling another fighting robot in a land where war is banned hired by the Man to fight another nation for Alaska.
And there's love.
But not between the robots.
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Tight Whips (formerly Apocalypse Meow) Minneapolis, Minnesota
We used to be called Apocalypse Meow, but we called it quits. We tried to do something else, but just ended up back together, slightly rearranged.
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