1. |
Come On
02:55
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I see you strugglin'
Hurting from a fall
It's hard to move along
When you beat your head against the wall
Well you're so sad in life
It always turns to a fight
But right in front of you
Is a chance to do it right, oh yeah
Come on
What you gonna do?
Come on
What you gonna do?
The things that you will take
Can make you go insane
I never learned a thing
Without at least a little pain
It's so confusing
With your heart stomped on the floor
You've always had the key
To open up the door oh yeah
Come on
What you gonna do?
Come on
What you gonna do?
See yourself in the shining light
Sometimes it's not so bright
One foot and then the other
You gotta keep up the fight
Come on
What you gonna do?
Come on
What you gonna do?
What you gonna do?
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2. |
Clown Prince of Pain
04:28
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Your Dashboard Mary won't save you now
Because you're blind to the whys and hows
There ain't much givin' but there's always some take
Actin' like the real thing but you've always been a fake
You'll never fight to get off your knees
All you know is to feed your disease
It's not your fault everyone else is to blame
Your livin' smells like dyin' you're the Clown Prince of Pain
You promise big like the Texas sky
Show up with empty hands to no one's surprise
You live your life like a walking grave
You think you're the messiah ain't Nobody gettin' saved
Accountability it fills you with dread
And all your selfish life's the day of the dead
To try and help you is to bleed like rain
Your livin' feels like dyin' you're the Clown Prince of Pain
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3. |
Getting Over Being Under
02:56
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4. |
Nowhere In Time
03:00
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Drowning in my own ocean
Trying to kill the monsters that live inside
Demons and devils feeding us their notions
This is no time to hide
No time to hide
Might know a lot but I don't know anything
Is a sun still a sun unshined?
My fire gets hotter but it's still getting colder outside
Feels like I'm out of time
Out of time
This is the day, I reckon
Kaleidoscopic mind
Demons and devils feeding us their potions
Feels like I'm nowhere in time
Nowhere in time
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5. |
What Are You Afraid Of?
02:36
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Take a risk
A gamble or a chance
Might not be aware of how
Spirit lost
While living in a trance
Your emotions have you taking bows
Your eyes no longer have a glint
Under spells without seeing the hints
Not knowing which way's up or down
So what are you afraid of?
Are you afraid of now?
Ignore the red flags
That start you on your dance
On a field you continue to plow
A view so narrow
Afraid of the expanse
Your lizard brain now wears a crown
Your eyes no longer have a glint
Under spells without seeing the hints
Not knowing which way's up or down
So what are you afraid of?
Are you afraid of now?
Your eyes no longer have a glint
Under spells without seeing the hints
Not knowing which way's up or down
So what are you afraid of?
Are you afraid of now?
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6. |
Lonely Road
06:38
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I've rarely seen another face
On this lonely road
I'd like to share some things I've found
And come in from the cold
This world we live in it's just a game
For most but not for me
It takes more than two good eyes
To ever really see
A journey of a thousand miles
Starts with a single step
But not to enter the abyss of your soul
Face to face with your regrets
The longest time I thought I was lost
And had no place to go
But now I know That I'm always home
On this lonely road
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Some say that love will tear us apart
Some say that love is bad from the start
Love, Love, Love, Ain't talkin' 'bout love
(Too fat, too fat, too fat, to be a death rocker)
Of course I'm depressed
Look at the way I'm dressed
There's nothing else I need
But heroin or speed
Love, Love, Love, Ain't talkin' 'bout love
(Too fat, too fat, too fat, to be a death rocker)
It is as though you were dead
There is nothing you can do
Only accept it
And hurt
Love, Love, Love, Ain't talkin' 'bout love
(Too fat, too fat, too fat, to be a death rocker)
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8. |
Spent For The Afterlife
03:18
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9. |
Punker Than You
01:03
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(I'm punker than you) I'm punker than you
(I'm punker than you) I'm punker than you
(I'm punker than you) I'm punker than you
(I'm punker than you) I'm punker than you
(I'm punker than you) I'm punker than you
(I'm punker than you) I'm punker than
Young punk
On junk
Why don't you break me off a chunk?
Live in a squat
Take a shot
Can I have the headline slot?
(Punker than you) I'm punker than you
(I'm punker than you) I'm punker than you
(I'm punker than you) I'm punker than you
(I'm punker than you) I'm punker than
No way
No Way
Cannot live in a world this gay
No future
Never mind
Now let's go and some crime
(Punker than you) I'm punker than you
(I'm punker than you) I'm punker than you
(I'm punker than you) I'm punker than you
(I'm punker than you) I'm punker than you
I'm punker than you and you and you and you and you
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10. |
Damn You
03:27
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Damn you
You must be tired living
Damn you
You must be tired of living
You must be tired (Must be tired)
You must be tired (Must be tired)
You must tired, tired, tired, tired YAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH
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11. |
Thanks
03:03
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Thanks for the water, Thanks for the wine
Thanks for showin' me a real cool time
Thanks, Thanks, Thanks
Thanks for the whiskey, thanks for the beer
Thanks for the heartache, thanks for the tears
Thanks, Thanks, Thanks
Thanks for the marijuana, and the hashish too
And anything else I'll ever smoke with you
Thanks, Thanks, Thanks
Thanks for the heroin, and the cocaine too
And that epidural that got me and her through
Thanks, Thanks, Thanks
Thanks for the acid, and the ecstasy
And that methamphetamine WHOO-WEE!
Thanks, Thanks, Thanks
Thanks for the water, Thanks for the wine
Thanks for showin' me a real cool time
Thanks, Thanks, Thanks
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The Genre Mirrors Los Angeles, California
THE GENRE MIRRORS is a passion project by venerable Los Angeles musician John Ramirez. Best known as former bassist with respected international punk n roll stalwarts the STREETWALKIN' CHEETAHS, and as axe-wielding frontman for the legendary NUDIST PRIEST, Ramirez has always proven himself to be a dynamic musician. THE GENRE MIRRORS shows that he's a dynamic songwriter as well. Enjoy ... more
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Yes, this is psychedelic banjo music. I didn't want to believe it either, but that's as true as anything these days. What really matters here is that these are some great songs, and full of depth.
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