1. |
Walking City
02:45
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[Verse]
You said it was a walking city
You didn't tell me there was nowhere to go
I had direction, and then I lost it
Wound up by the hardware store
A startled woman in last season's sneakers
Cries at me from yards away
Hey man, are you from around here?
I say no, she goes on anyway
[Chorus]
How many blocks in a mile?
Can I get there on my feet?
How many blocks in a mile?
Is there an end to this street?
[Verse]
Is that an existential question?
Or is it just a question of scale
Whoever was the urban planner
Their career was set to fail
There's a city underneath the city
A hidden network of blood and dreams
I'm content that I will never know it
Now can I go before I freeze
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
From Xerox Square
To Kodak Square
Tell me they don't look the same
From Kodak Square
To Xerox Square
Tell me they don't look the same
[Chorus]
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2. |
Waltz Me Away
02:09
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[Verse]
So much work
But nothing to do
Down by the rapids they called
Made me move
[Chorus]
Barking at shipwrecks
Chasing the loose ends
Strangled by the leash
They’ve put me on
[Verse]
Should have been the future
But now it’s ruins
And I’ve become
An archeologist
At the bottom of sea
Sunk cost fallacy
Since the day
You waltzed away
[Chorus]
Barking at shipwrecks
Chasing the loose ends
Strangled by the leash
They’ve put me on
[Outro]
Did I miss the beat
There were four and now they’re three
Now they’re only two
And I miss you
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3. |
Immaterial News
04:28
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[Verse]
A brilliant young lady from the Institute of Questions
Stopped and asked me about my news consumption
She nodded gingerly as I made it clear
That I listen to the voices whisper in my ear
[Chorus]
Now I’m a medium
No longer receiver
[Verse]
They’re transparent, objective, they don’t mess around with the facts
They’re transparent, objective, the voices know what comes to pass
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
Just had a chat with Aleister Crowley
He wants to initiate me
Got off the phone with Rupert Murdoch
He wants to syndicate me
[Chorus]
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4. |
Content Farm
03:03
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[Verse]
Log in, log out
I can see that you can write
You’re the opinionated one
You should give it a try
There’s a place where you could shine
We call it the farm
[Chorus]
There’s a place
Where they’ll praise you
They’ll call you god
There’s a place
Where they’ll praise you
They’ll call you god
There’s a place
Where they’ll praise your work
They'll call it art
[Verse]
Never tired, never bored
Full of pride until you find out
There’s a million more
[Chorus]
There’s a place
Where they’ll feed you
As you grind and grind
There’s a place
Where they’ll feed you
As you grind and grind
There’s a place
Where they praise your work
But take your rights
[Bridge]
Took you some time to figure it out
With all the clues scattered around
All your bad puns were monetized
Are we cool? We’re doing alright
Took you some time to figure it out
With all the clues scattered around
[Chorus]
You're just another drone on the content farm
Just another drone on the content farm
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5. |
Frequent Flyer
03:15
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[Verse]
Spend your cash all over the world, said the ad in the in-flight magazine
Have your cake and eat it too in a country where you’ve never been
Now you own the sky, halfway superstar
[Instrumental Chorus]
[Verse]
Oh, you’ve stepped on my foot, dear
When the plane starts to shake, that’s no reason to wake up
When the plane comes to land, that’s no reason to applaud
You feel like a winner in your yoga pants
You drop your bags and you twist your neck
[Chorus]
I’ve traveled a lot
From the airports to the parking lots
I’ve traveled a lot
Saw the landmarks and the tourist spots
I’ve traveled a lot
From the basements to the artist lofts
I’ve traveled a lot
Now I’m ready to go home
[Outro]
Get the party started
In the arrivals hall
Compare our carbon footprints
The winner takes it all
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6. |
Confirmation
04:26
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[Verse]
I’ve got no one to look up to
But I’m tired of looking down
So many times I have tried to think aloud
But I couldn’t understand a word
Tried to crack it open
But never reached the core
[Chorus]
Who am I to rescue
When I can barely stand
[Verse]
I guess I need a confirmation
For everything I say or do
So many times I was about to stretch my arms
Wondering if I’m doing good
Keep refreshing inbox
Waiting for the news
[Chorus]
Who am I to rescue
When I can barely stand
Who am I to lead through the darkness
Without awkward accidents
[Verse]
How many years ‘til I call it in
Leave the questions open and never ask again
[Chorus]
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7. |
5000 Tractors
03:27
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[Verse]
Can you see them roll, can you see them roll
Through the country
Down the rapeseed fields
From the West to the East
Don’t think of them as weapons
Cause this is no ordinary war
Think of them as investment
Into our future, our common future
[Chorus]
5,000 tractors
That won the culture war
[Verse]
These feats of engineering
Leave you astonished and grasping for straws
Where are you when we need you
Bruno Latour
[Bridge]
We don’t blame you
You have seeds to sow
We don’t blame you
You have fields to plow
[Verse]
Can you see them roll
Can you see them roll
[Chorus]
5,000 tractors
That won the culture war
5,000 tractors
Take no prisoners
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8. |
Day of Rest
01:36
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Instrumental
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9. |
For Posterity
03:09
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[Verse]
When I was licking on my silver spoon
I bit their hand
Now I’ve grown up, but I don’t give a damn
I’ll give them hell
[Chorus]
Here comes the fortunate one
The one who gets shit done
[Bridge]
I’ve seen into the future
Ran a search on my name
Saw a long list of disasters for which I’m to blame
All the rules that I've bent and the cash that I've spent
Have corrupted the future we face
[Chorus]
Here comes the fortunate one
The one who gets shit done
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10. |
Brass Traveler
02:26
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[Verse]
Hello, young traveler
Your backpack’s full of holes
Come here and sit with us
Listen to the tales of old
[Chorus]
For just a minute I saw my face in the flames
[Verse]
Aren’t you the same traveler?
With a suitcase and a grudge
Came back for enlightenment
But we’re out of things to say
[Chorus]
For just a minute I saw my face in the flames
But then I realized it was just a selfie cam
Reflecting my tired eyes through the campfire’s haze
[Bridge]
All my memories are better than yours
Whatever the cost
All my stories are better than yours
Whatever the cost
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11. |
Hospitality
03:01
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[Verse]
Substitute city
Here I arrive again
I’ve tried to be homesick
But feelings washed out with the rain
[Chorus]
Clean and ready for bed
Why don’t you call me
No, I don’t think it’s too late to remind me
Of the best place in the world
[Verse]
Too strong for pity
You’ll stick it out, they said
Paying the upkeep
Of two queen size half-empty beds
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
When it gets hard - I guess I should have known that from the start
But if I'd tried, I could have made you feel so proud
Alexandra, I’ve never felt this safe with anyone
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