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Another dream, another fabulous disaster
Mad as a hatter, it's a low down dirty shame
Surrounded by those who would dream of being master
I recognized the bullshit but I didn't catch the name
Chorus
I'm the insurrection in my endless wicked mind, got a
Flagrant disregard for authority
They take some, you give some, just leave 'em all behind, got a
Flagrant disregard for authority
Point me at the chaos, and I'll stagger out the door
It's too late to die young and leave a good looking corpse
The audacity of age, follows the arrogance of youth
Embrace the madness if you want but don't leave behind the residue
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Live and Let Live
03:27
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To call it love would've been misleading
Left Cupid battered bruised and bleeding
Now your gone and you're best forgotten
The heavenly fruits of your love are rotten
Pre-chorus
But I don't wish you no harm, I've got karma of my own
Chorus
Live and let live - Seen thru a cynical eye
Live and let live - until the day that you die
You made a skeptic of a true believer
That's okay, I never liked you much either
You're a black cloud that rains down sorrow
Every day's another episode
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I'll Be Your Sunshine
06:06
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I'll be your sunshine, burning thru the liquid sky
I'll be your wildest dream, long as you don't set the bar too high
I question everything, but nothing 'bout you and now here we are
It's the damnedest thing, I used to be the man without a heart
I just needed a reason
And a fresh coat of paint
I was born to die in your arms
Why I can't really explain
Age of seventeen, flying sideways at the speed of sound
Love burned like gasoline, exploding when it finally hit the ground
Air shuffles thru the trees, on the empty streets of steel and stone
Ain't what it used to be, so they polish it with flash and chrome
I just needed a reason
And a fresh coat of paint
I was born to die in your arms
Why I can't really explain
Love used to be a stairway to nowhere
You could be my always if you're so inclined
Desire hanging silent as the dead air
You'll always be burned into my mind
I'll be the ray of light bleeding thru your velvet sky
I'll be your fantasy, the one that never leaves your side
Long way from anywhere, but anywhere you are is home
In any circumstance, I'll follow you into the great unknown
I just needed a reason
And a fresh coat of paint
I was born to die in your arms
Why I can't really explain
Why I can't really explain
Why I can't really explain
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Kick Down The Doors
04:49
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Write my name in smoke and ash
Across the burning sky
Walking out of my checkered past
both middle fingers high
The rules ain't gonna bend for me
And I ain't gonna change
I won't just watch your dark parade
As it slips on out of range
Chorus
I'll kick down the doors and make myself at home
I'll kick down the doors and make myself at home
They're just houses of the unholy, the walls a faded, bitter grey
But I kick down the doors and make myself at home
You'd drown me in your dirty water
Throw me down your wishing well
Lead me to the mindless slaughter
But I'm known to be hard to kill
Living inside the moments
Stepping thru the looking glass
Cause the world's got nothing for me
But a foot right in the ass
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For The Weird Kids
04:02
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Back in my day, I can't remember which day it was but
We turned the whole world upside down
Lies were true, wrecking crews and knocked up nuns
We lived in mansions down in Shantytown
Chorus
This is for the weird kids out back smoking in the alley
Haunting the night to find a place to make their stand
Follow the trail of dead until you reach the wasteland
Where you'll hang by popular demand
Back in my day, a Tuesday I think it mighta was
The day we tore the world in two
What you're hearing now already happened many years ago
A taste of what awaits down the road
This is for the weird kids out back smoking in the alley
Haunting the night to find a place to make their stand
Follow the trail of dead until you reach the wasteland
Where you'll hang by popular demand
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Breathing Backwards
06:32
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I run with coyotes
When I'm high on peyote
to escape the neuroses that clutter my mind
Ancient spirits surround me
All your stupid astounds me
The real world's a shakedown and no one's leaving alive
Chorus
And I'm breathing backwards
I'm bleeding wine
Gracefully awkward
And ahead of my time
In the deafening silence
That sets in after the rain
The truth is found missing
Just means nothing has changed
In my tribal nation
We practice amplification
To still the evil vibrations coming down from the hills
Look behind to the future
Thru a drug-induced stupor
Close the wound with a suture and look past the scars
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Sex, Death, and Money
04:19
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From the womb to the tomb then in the ground and boom! you're gone
Born a lie then you die all the while they're just leading you on
Sometimes you gotta make your own danger
Every truth comes with a disclaimer
You realize it when you're out of t-t-t-t-t-time
Chorus
Sex Death and Money
The end game of the chase
Sex Death and Money
It's the American way
On your knees, ill at ease, let the mem'ries rest in peace, it's done
Gonna bleed for your greed, satisfaction's guaranteed to none
Comes a time you're the one that pays the devil
It don't come cheap when the game ain't on the level
And the bill comes due when you're out of t-t-t-t-t-time
Sex Death and Money
The end game of the chase
Sex Death and Money
It's the American way
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We ain't no hipsters, we ain't no quipsters
We'll drink your liquor then we'll put on a show
You wanted quiet, we brought a riot
Ain't much to look at but we're good for your soul
Chorus
We're your friendly neighborhood garage band
One of millions that never got a shot
We're your friendly neighborhood garage band
Got no future but your mom thinks that we're hot
You look befuddled, like we're a puzzle
The more you guzzle, son, the better we sound
Nuclear powered, and rarely showered
Keep getting louder, rock this place to the ground
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Free, walk 10 feet off the ground
Bleed but you're still laughing out loud
Grieve from the depths of your soul
Wreak havoc with the seeds that you sow
Bleak as the highway unwinds
Sleep creeping up from behind
Dream you hold the heavyweight crown
Scream until the walls tumble down
Chorus
Regrets, some etched in stone, a thumbnail sketch of home
The monotone of day to day
Nothing ventured nothing gained in the words of the self-ordained
Shut 'em up and send them straight to hell
Greed, line your pockets with gold
Preach while you're selling your soul
Seen more than an honest man should
Breathe, it's not as bad as it looks
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Renegade
04:08
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Dead letters and landmines
Greeting cards and grenades
Souvenirs of the hard times
Of the high times, times have changed
Among the leftover people
And the battalions of freaks
I'm out here fighting the good fight
But some nights I, get the creeps
Chorus
Called myself a renegade, shoved behind a barricade
Surrounded by the rejects and rejected
Before the dream could fade into a sideshow serenade
I joined the legions of the lost and disaffected
In the blink of an eyelash
Stories yet to be told
Ducking under the backlash
Balls of brass and, heart of gold
Seconds turn into hours
Minutes turn into weeks
No rest for the weary
Not in theory, or the streets
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The fundaMentals Port Charlotte, Florida
Influenced by everything from Pink Floyd to AC/DC to The Stooges, The 'Mentals tear it up with an unapologetically neo-
classic/ garage-adelic rock sound, for the love of rock and roll.
Don Bathrick: Vocals & guitar
Danger Dan Goodnight: Lead guitar
Dave Gravelin: Drums, percussion, chimichangas
Heather Straw: Bass, vocals
Mary Tero: Keyboards, vocals
“Whiskey” Dick Young: Bass, guitar, haircut
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