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Radio
03:11
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Frequency rolls, turning to WMMR.
You can hear potential hits on the back beat of a drum.
Jingle lyrics turning heads well that's no surprise.
Writer's block finally broken to the sound of my delight.
What can you hear?
What can you hear?
Can't you see that I'll be on the radio.
Can't you see that I'll be on the radio.
And I'm gonna break away, I'm gonna break away till there's nothing left.
Transmitter says to be online tonight.
Bass is pounding, guitar is swinging and the drum's a cannon in fright.
Dumb lyric says I feel a whole in my head, while sad is Philly and silly.
Smart bang a gong baby, we were born to run.
What can you hear?
What can you hear?
Can't you see that I'll be on the radio.
Can't you see that I'll be on the radio.
And I'm gonna break away, I'm gonna break away till there's nothing left.
What can you hear?
What can you hear?
Can't you see that I'll be on the radio.
Can't you see that I'll be on the radio.
And I'm gonna break away, I'm gonna break away till there's nothing left.
Can't you see that I'll be on the radio.
Can't you see that I'll be on the radio.
And I'm gonna break away, I'm gonna break away till there's nothing left.
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War
03:51
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War is coming, laying in the wake.
Choices have been drawn, alliances are made.
Standing in victory, a tool is waiting in stride.
Going to save our country by the tool is still in hiding.
Again.
Nations fall, go down by the hour arguing who's fault it is.
Don't blame me I'm just in charge of the whole damn country.
Blame the guy before, blame the guy after, just forget all about me.
Alternative news and faceless facts.
Grab the country by the neck with an axe.
Let's move back hundred years why don't we.
You and Antoinette will be the same wait and see.
Breath the toxic fumes of the air.
And leads us back with your tail between your legs.
Nations fall go down by the hour arguing who's fault it is.
Don't blame me I'm just in charge of the whole damn country.
Blame the guy before, blame the guy after, just forget all about me.
(Spoken Word)
Nations fall, go down by the hour arguing who's fault it is.
Don't blame me I'm just in charge of the whole damn country.
Blame the guy before, blame the guy after, just forget all about me.
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Red Harmonies
03:17
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Blow big, ride out sonic harmonies.
Yell out to say ready, set go.
Chromatic ladder, Stevie Wonder.
Bursting out with a fire in the hole.
Where does your harmony roam? Roam.
Her soul breaths as the red harmonies flow (the red harmonies flow).
Her soul breaths as the red harmonies flow (the red harmonies flow).
Blow big, the themes of colors and wines.
Yell out to say ready, set go.
A realm of rhythms she plays of heart and ease.
It keeps on growing till no tomorrow.
Golden lights of harmony roam, roam.
Her soul breaths as the red harmonies flow (the red harmonies flow).
Her soul breaths as the red harmonies flow (the red harmonies).
Her soul breaths as the red harmonies flow (the red harmonies flow).
Her soul breaths as the red harmonies flow (the red harmonies flow).
Her soul breaths as the red harmonies flow (the red harmonies flow).
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Riders and Thieves
04:48
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Promises suck and you ought to know.
You're that keeps screwing up the soul.
Say that I'm great and say you're a fan.
But behind the back you're in low demand.
So many choices to see who are friends.
Like a roulette in a game called winless.
Dog eat dog and rat eat rat.
I can see who's a rider and a thief in the pact.
Oh yeah I can see who's a rider and a thief.
Oh yeah I can see who's a rider and a thief.
Break down, shut down, drunken and shit blown.
Who knew there were so many psychos stuck in full blown.
Blimey little wanker says he's better than me.
I heard it so much I reached an epiphany.
Do me a favor owe me one I'm your bro.
I heard so much bull I can tell it's old.
My honesty's breaking to the point of a no.
To all the riders and thieves I say "good luck to you all."
Oh yeah I can see who's a rider and a thief.
Oh yeah I can see who's a rider and a thief.
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Tony Lio Pennington, New Jersey
Singer-songwriter from Pennington, New Jersey who specializes in the genres of alternative rock, proto-punk and indie rock.
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