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Put Me In A Bubble
02:18
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No retreat - everybody’s different they don’t see the distance or control
Sigh of relief - changing of the seasons, all the ice is melting not my fault
Time flies when you’re chasing tornadoes
No going back to the way it was
Ignorance - put me in a bubble read the daily struggle magazines
Salivate - celebrity fever mirroring some pissant on tv
Mind’s eye isn’t nothing like it was
Be kind to yourself when you are lost
Up yourself - Everyone’s a greenhorn, just a little pecan in your poop
Shut your mouth - have another mushroom, we’re not here to serve you - you’ll find out
Time flies when you’re chasing tornadoes
I’m going to find a way to be the change in the world that I want!
Mind’s eye isn’t nothing like it was
Be kind to yourself when you are lost
Be the change in the world that you want
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Shallows
03:06
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How Come it takes so much longer to arrive than get on home?
How Come all the suspense adds to the final outcome?
Who Says roll up your sleeves, the job’s already half there?
Who Says you get what you deserve, have you lived a life that’s not always fair?
I'll try to humour you, not be confused by you
I guess that it's all the same
I'll try to humour you, not be consumed by you
Walking in the shallows of pain
How Come a brother can be sunny when his buddy can be sinking in grey?
Who Says choices you made are peppered with the power of blame?
How Come frail or cold, vultures swoop & pick at your soul?
How Come you live a large life and they tell you you’re 100 years old?
I'll try to humour you, not be confused by you
I guess that it's all the same
I'll try to humour you, not be consumed by you
Walking in the shallows of pain
You make my head spin – Don’t stop me if I’m looking in
You make my heart race – DON’T STOP ME!
I'll try to humour you, not be confused by you
I guess that it's all the same
I'll try to humour you, not be consumed by you
Walking in the shallows of pain
I'll try to humour you, not be confused by you
I guess that it's all the same
I'll try to humour you, not be consumed by you
Walking in the shallows of pain
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Walking By Myself
01:38
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We got the finance to be wired, glued out on the street
Time inspired, lifetime of defeat
We all got something, someone else to blame
An addiction for the age of pain
All of the hours that I wasted chasing no regrets
La fucking money, huffing cigarettes
Don’t lend a hand out to the overwhelmed
I’ll just keep walkin’ by myself
Just keep walkin’ by myself
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Wildfire
03:25
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Show me some reasons I should slow
Just look ahead we need to grow, why’d I find you
Walking out on everything, I’d rather sink or swim
Sometimes if you’re in between, just wasting time
I’ll do what it takes to get it done, I’ll get it done
Give it all I got to get it done, I’ll get it done
Maybe we only get one go
Demand more than the status quo, ill remind you
Show me passion of extremes, truly it’s all or nothing
If you’re floating in between, you’re wasting time
I’ll do what it takes to get it done, I’ll get it done
Give it all I got to get it done, I’ll get it done
Fanning the flames in our mind, it burns like wildfire
Just look ahead you need to show, why I found you
Down and out on everything, high time to shine
I’ll do what it takes to get it done, I’ll get it done
Give it all I got to get it done, I’ll get it done
Fanning the flames in our mind, it burns like wildfire
Won’t leave it for another day, by walkin on wire
I’ll do what it takes to get it done, I’ll get it done
Give it all I got to get it done, I’ll get it done
I’ll get it done
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Ain't Like You
03:08
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Inside relief is shutting off, while I unknot
Deprived unease has cost me more, than train of thought
Seems it didn’t come to much
I can’t say I like the way you run your mouth, if you’re so avant-garde
Grandeur of delusion
No time for confusion on the road
That kind of affliction
Sunshines on the fiction told
Seems it didn’t come to much
I can’t say I like the way you run your mouth, if you’re so avant-garde
Sticking through the thick and thin, left nothing in between beer and hard liquor
I ain’t like you at all anymore
And what if it’s killing us, a life of no thrills or fuss just getting old
Seems it didn’t come to much
I can’t say I like the way you run your mouth, if you’re so avant-garde
Sticking through the thick and thin, left nothing in between beer and hard liquor
I’m not like you at all anymore
I ain’t like you at all any anymore
I ain’t like you at all any anymore
I ain’t like you at all any any-more
I don’t like you at all
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Load the catapult
With bags of salt
Bikies and monks
Changin’ the locks
I love being left alone, some say obsessed
If you could see how slow, off I go around and round instead
For Once I’ll come back home, not in distress
If life is Romeo, time’s Juliet
El Diablo - Bows
Try wipe the smile - Proud
Jalapeno - Noir
Ram it up ya - Oww!
I love being left alone, some say obsessed
If you could see how slow, off I go around and round instead
For Once I’ll come back home, not in distress
If life is Romeo, times Juliet
I love been left alone, some say obsessed
If you could see how slow, off I go around and round instead
For Once I’ll come back home, not in distress
If life is Romeo, time’s Juliet
If life’s just audio all I know, Lenny gave his best
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First Blood
03:42
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(Instrumental)
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8. |
Tattoo
01:34
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In a way, yeah I’m a fool
I sweat up and down an Olympic pool
I got stupefied when they justified, smashing molecules
I’ve been lightning, to the point of frightening
Life is attitude
When I break, mystified
Body couldn’t keep up with my mind
Wasn’t unprepared, just got quite a scare
Guess the soul resigned
Your fear’s a stonewall
And tears my ethanol
Free for all, one for free
I’ve been lightning, to the point of frightening
Life is attitude
So confronting, all night
I’m debunking all the lies I had tattooed
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9. |
Be My Homunculus
04:10
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First time you see her
The energies clear
Heart of old gold, if only I could afford
The time and patience
To not be so blatant
Till we get there, let’s talk of the planet
Some say that we’re quite deranged
I play it up, but in my brain
The paradise is a steady stage
We laugh it off as we celebrate
I’m higher than an aeroplane
I’m higher than an aeroplane
So when we’re jumpin’
Decisions are nothing
Would if I could but I can’t be your daddy
Just put your feet up
Not here to complete ya
Drop the fear, live for the repeater
Some say that we’re quite deranged
I play it up, but in my brain
The paradise is a steady stage
We laugh it off as we celebrate
I’m higher than an aeroplane
I’m higher than an aeroplane
Even if I wanna be like the colourful sea
Got yourself a dream
One day you’ll hear this, and all that you promised to be
Opened up to close
Not gonna let up but wont disrespect ups and downs
Some say that we’re quite deranged
I play it up, but in my brain
The paradise is a steady stage
We laugh it off as we celebrate
I’m higher than an aeroplane
I’m higher than an aeroplane
I’m higher than an aeroplane
I’m higher than an aeroplane
Than an aeroplane
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Bearded Thumb
03:08
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A garden snake that’s feeling brave, still bloodstains in the moonlight
The boy that claimed its child’s play, confidence game burnt out my eyes
Cause if you go, reap what you sow
See that you’ll never find another
I thought for once we found a way, to keep the love up in a nosedive
Nobody wants a farce to drain what should be celebrated alive
I used to smile over to you, but you were busy looking elsewhere
So when you go, reap what you sow
See that you’ll never find another
The underworld, a frail songbird
Can sing your winter into summer
What does it mean to walk away, your lacking passion of ambition
Even the clouds of thunderous days, will pass over the superstition
Reliably anxiety, helped you forget me and your wallet
So when you go, reap what you sow
See that you’ll never find another
The underworld, a frail songbird
Can sing your winter into summer
So when you go, reap what you sow
See that you’ll never find another
The underworld, a frail songbird
Can sing your winter into summer
Reap what you sow
See that you’ll never find another
A frail songbird
Can sing your winter into summer
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11. |
Take Me By Surprise
01:52
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Gimme what I need, Gimme what I need, Gimme what I need, Gimme what I need
Love to hear your band but I’ve got bad tinnitus
Can’t be heard above the ringing in my ears
Crank it to eleven – screw political correctness
Read my lips please
BELT IT OUT, THRASH IT OUT
Take me by surprise
GET ME OFF & SWEATY
Slam me with blood-curdling cries
Take me by surprise, hit me right between the eyes
Jokers run for cover and retreat into the night
Take no prisoners, play a part in their demise
Caution to the wind, put your name up there in lights
Smash ‘em right between the thighs
BELT IT OUT, THRASH IT OUT
Take me by surprise
GET ME OFF & SWEATY
Hit ‘em right between the
BELT IT OUT, THRASH IT OUT
Take me by surprise with your goddamn curdling cries
Gimme what I need, Gimme what I need, Gimme what I need, Gimme what I need, Give it to me please
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Bumblebee
05:53
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Smash me out from pillar to post, cracked in the ribs won’t throw in the fucking towel
Empty mirror reflects your ghost, be rest assured I see you’re delusional
Hey little bumblebee, I’m not quite sure where I wanna be - Man overboard!
Scared I know, let it go
Chew on pieces of me
Ashes no more a tree
Everyone, comes undone
Sometimes it feels like I lost everywhere
If you bruise then you care
I was reaching for something that’s made up of air
In a strange atmosphere
I’m not losing today
Can’t wait to fade away
If only you could see me now, more beast than man in stature of light and sound
Hey little bumblebee, I’m not quite sure where I wanna be – does that strike a chord?
Scared I know, let it go
Chew on pieces of me
Ashes no more a tree
Everyone, comes undone
Sometimes it feels like I lost everywhere
If you bruise then you care
I was reaching for something that’s made up of air
In a strange atmosphere
Sometimes it feels like I lost everywhere
If you bruise then you care
I was reaching for someone who's made up of air
In a strange atmosphere
I’m not losing today
Refuse to feel ashamed
Can’t wait to fade away
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13. |
Dream Of Sleep
04:52
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Ground underneath you shakes
Everything loving fades away
Captured in a frame
Accost my only time today
Dream of sleep, like it’s my oldest friend, well guess again
I dream of sleep, waiting for time to suspend well that depends
Back when we used to play
No such thing as a rainy day
Sun lit a smiling face
Nothing else left to contemplate
Dream of sleep, like it’s my oldest friend, well guess again
I dream of sleep, waiting for time to suspend well that depends
On that feeling deep inside, I’ll strap myself in for the ride
Tomorrow, bring out the clearest skies
As meadows float over sleepy eyes
My Rainbow, keep myself mesmerised
As I froze my bed electrified
Dream of sleep, like it’s my oldest friend, well guess again
I dream of sleep, waiting for time to suspend well that depends
On that feeling deep inside, I’ll strap myself in for the ride
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Grasshole Melbourne, Australia
Grasshole are a three-piece Rock outfit from Melbourne, Australia.
Grasshole combine
elements of Garage, Fuzz and Stoner Punk to create their endearing and progressive sonic.
Drawing influence from 90’s rock, their sound is described as heavy, energetic and deeply melodic.
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