1. |
kulturfabrik.exe
02:31
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2. |
hometown blues
03:20
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i spent the summer looking at a picture of you
making wishes i knew would never come true
but it don't change a thing,
and i wanna be the best that i've ever been,
but i can't do it without you
i can't do it without you
i got the hometown blues
looks like my anger got the best of me
eyes were cloudy, i could hardly see
i know it don't change a thing,
and i wanna be the best that i've ever been,
but only if it's for you
only if it's for you
i got the hometown blues
time is up, looks like i've gotta move on
i think i went and overstayed my invitation
gonna change everything,
gonna move out west with a different name
i'll forget all about you
i'll forget all about you
i got the hometown blues
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3. |
brothers
03:31
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oh no, i cried, you roared to life
& you brought your army too;
i heard you said that you wanted me dead,
so i went to find refuge
brother, brother
no place to go, in this race alone
and you agreed you'd do your worst;
i stood petrified as you cast aside
our empire overturned
brother, brother
brother, you know you meant the world to me
brother, i was lost in my own dream
& life don't mean anything
without you
oh no, i cried, you roared to life
& i prayed it wasn't true,
but i turned my head & decided then
that i'd abandon you
brother, brother
brother, brother
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4. |
nausea [interlude]
00:44
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5. |
midnight train
03:33
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businessman in a grey suit, he's 34
dreaming of the mainland he's coming back for
he's had his heart broke, he's lost a friend,
and somewhere between here & the broken-down island
he got old; he's gonna spend the night alone
the city's cold, & the midnight train is all he knows
cityscapes, they pass him by, illuminate his thoughts
dreaming of the memories he left shattered, in the dark
he's got his money, he's got his clothes,
but just like the rest of us, though, deep down, he's alone
he's getting old; he's gonna spend the night alone
the city's cold, & the midnight train is all he knows
so don't ask him nothing; it's classified
just count yourself lucky to be on the same train line
but you gotta go; pack your bag, get up and go
the city's cold, & the midnight train is going home
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