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All Your Heroes Are Shit
01:57
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All your heroes are shit.
This is not a political statement, a theoretical abstraction.
The movers and shakers are always scum.
The more they move, the worse things shake.
They’re not smarter, they’re not more talented; they’re just more ruthless.
All your heroes are shit.
Beat them at their own game, an eye for an eye?
Not sure that’s the way, perpetuate their crimes.
The method is the madness.
It’s not enough to say it’s the start of a new day unless it really is.
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Pour le CGT
02:02
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We work too hard.
We’re too tired
to fall in love.
Therefore we must
overthrow the government.
We work too hard.
We’re too tired
to overthrow the government.
Therefore we must
fall in love.
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3. |
I Want You To Know
01:12
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I want you to know that I’m on to what you’re doing.
I want you to know that you’re on the road to ruin.
I want you to know that I know you think you’re goofing
but the day’s gonna come when it’s all gonna crumble down
and destroy everything you love.
I want you to know that I ain’t gonna take it personal.
I want you to know that I ain’t trying to be hurtful.
I want you to know that that path isn’t workable
because the day’s gonna come when it’s all gonna crumble down
and destroy everything you love.
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4. |
This Is A Torpedo
02:44
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This is a torpedo.
Self-propelled projectile,
bullseye-target killing machine aiming to destroy our only lifeline.
This is a torpedo.
No accident, not chance,
aiming for total destruction – disintegration.
This is a torpedo.
Abandon ship! Everyone for themselves! No escape!
This is a torpedo.
And this should come as a surprise to no one.
This is a torpedo.
Blissful, unaware, oblivious, self-directed, self-propelled.
This is a torpedo.
This is a torpedo.
Self-propelled projectile,
aiming for total destruction, aiming to destroy
Everyone for themselves!
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5. |
Take It
02:04
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You can take it to the altar, you can take it to the bank,
you can take it to your sacred space--you’ll always draw a blank.
You can take it to your mama, watch it glitter in the light.
Commitment to a foundation that never worked quite right.
The things you thought were true have been proven wrong.
Hold them to the light and watch them dissolve.
You can talk about the weather, you can talk about the game.
Talk about whatever will distract you from the shame.
You can talk about that TV show that everyone believes.
Your empty mission to the stars provides some brief relief.
The things you thought were true have been proven wrong.
Hold them to the light and watch them dissolve.
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The Health and Wellness Plan St. Louis, Missouri
The Health and Wellness Plan is a punk-rock based coping mechanism from St. Louis MO.
Adam – Guitar, Keys, Vocals
Duane – Drums, Vocals
Jeff – Guitar, Percussion,
vocals
JJ - Bass, Vocals
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