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Fiends

Boom Boom Satellites

Exposed

2007

for your call

Would you be alive?
Would you take my side
Blinded by the greed
Are you satisfied?

Buzzing like a bug
Moving like a shug
Rolling with

Surrender

Eloy

Performance

I surrender to your logical sense
Where bad and good are black and white
Where it's easy to point out who is wrong
Who's to be damned and who is

Getting the Fear

Poison Idea

Dutch Courage

1993

dumpster
Fed them and gave them clothes
The numbers are always growing
The will is always strong
You'll learn that for love of brother
There is nothing

Patience

Osker

Idle Will Kill

2001

Patience is nothing worth holding onto.
Bite my tongue?
Why should I when you never did that for me?
When were you schooled in technicalities?
I

And the nights are so cruel
But I just ain't good at nothing else
And I can't stay true to you

And the nights are so cruel
But I just ain't good at nothing else
And I can't stay true to you

Fire and ice it’s like rolling the dice
From the outside it always look fine but nothing sufficed
If you could feel, what I feel
You’d see it

where things got a longer wave-length
Rhythm's up, flashing dancing disco stars
in March near to Mars
On the notes of an Australian bagpipes
playing by

by, cause

Once, you were geeky and nerdy
Now you're flirty, freaky, and dirty

You were nothing and nobody

But now you're good enough to

Get

You're a fine looking package with nothing inside
Had the time of my life until I fell off the ride
Easy now saying you were too good to be true
Look

Straight out of a Hollywood movie

See you standing there
And nothing compares
And all I can think
Is, ""Where is the ring?""
Cause I know you wanna ask

the Hootsman, and this wasteland belongs to me
Now, I'm gonna give you to the count of three
To get your good for nothing goblonic asses outta here
Or you're

never seen
Staring like a deer in the high beams
Tell me I'm nothing with your dirty looks
Judge me by the cover, throw away the book
Well, I'm so

think i’m doing too much / you aint seen shit / i aint done nothing / you drool like your lips were Built to Spill / I’m a secret you keep it your drool

She loved that six stall, two loft, daddy bought cedar
Painted devil red, always had hay in the feeder
I was a damn good hand, had a plan to put

deal

You feel good, you’re alive
It’s time for you to thrive

Are you ready?

On the wild side
We’re rising with the high tide
Now the time has come