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Año de Edición : 2006   



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1 - Elevator Music Letra del tema ELEVATOR MUSIC (4:39)
2 - Think I?m in Love Letra del tema THINK I?M IN LOVE (4:20)
3 - Cellphone?s Dead Letra del tema CELLPHONE?S DEAD (5:46)
4 - Strange Apparition Letra del tema STRANGE APPARITION (4:48)
5 - Soldier Jane Letra del tema SOLDIER JANE (4:59)
6 - Nausea Letra del tema NAUSEA (3:56)
7 - New Round Letra del tema NEW ROUND (4:26)
8 - Dark Star Letra del tema DARK STAR (4:46)
9 - We Dance Alone Letra del tema WE DANCE ALONE (4:57)
10 - No Complaints Letra del tema NO COMPLAINTS (4:01)
11 - 1000BPM Letra del tema 1000BPM (3:30)
12 - Motorcade Letra del tema MOTORCADE (5:16)
13 - The Information Letra del tema THE INFORMATION (4:46)
14 - Movie Theme Letra del tema MOVIE THEME (4:54)
15 - The Horrible Fanfare / Landslide / Exoskeleton Letra del tema THE HORRIBLE FANFARE / LANDSLIDE / EXOSKELETON (11:37)
16 - Inside Out Letra del tema INSIDE OUT (4:44)


One, two
You know what to do
Alright mm, cmon

Im uptight, super-gutted
Out of the frame
I shake my leg on the ground
Like an epileptic battery man
Im making my move
Lettin loose like a belt
Little worse for wear
But Im wearing it well
Tell me whats wrong
With a little grind n bump?
When the stereos erupt
With a kick drum punch?
Once you do it once
Probably do it again and again
You did it before
But youre more erratic than then
And you had a rough night
And the rides just begun
Let a little bit of this
Put the past where its done
Dont let it hold you back
But youve already said
No dead flowers gonna grow
Til the dirt gets wet

Put the elevator music on
Pull me back where I belong
The ambulance sings along
The fly on the wall
Doesnt know whats wrong
If I could forget myself
Find another lie to tell
If I had a soul to sell
Id buy some time
To talk to my brain cells

Gutbucket and a bottle of pain
Its like the schoolhouse lights
Will never turn on again
Til the bottom wears off
Of these high-heeled boots
The bodies all move
To some backbone roots
Everybody workin hard
Til the yard is all clean
The dishes wash good
In the washin machine
Now you brush your teeth
And you comb back your hair
You drive your vehicle
Like you just didnt care
And you walk into work
With the boys and the girls
And youre doin it to death
Its the end of the world
Now theres everybodys sweatin
Forgettin whats on their mind
With your hand like a mirror
You can see whats inside
When youre down and out
Pounded and theres nothing thats real
Its like a plastic heart
Too amputated to feel

I got a soda can bible song
A paranoid Jumbotron
The Lord took the weekend off
The fly on the wall
Doesnt know whats wrong
If I could forget myself
Id find another lie to tell
The bottom of an oil well
Cell phones ringing
I could talk to my brain cell

All the dudes with banjos
Chicks with wicks
Animals with bananas
Got my hand like a mirror
You can see whats around

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