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Down Down
02:30
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Down Down
Words and music Cynthia Pack copyright 2019
Sometimes I feel like I’m fading away
Donned the cloak of invisibility
No one listens to a word I say
No one seems to see my face
Down down
Down down
No impetus and no desire
Don’t know why I keep on trying
I’m just a flickering insect in the dead of night
I got no more power and no more flight
Down, down
Down down
Sometime I feel like a walking train wreck
An epidemic a viral agent
A bad narcotic
a hopeless neurotic
But mostly I just feel psychotic
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Barnyard Apocalypse
02:51
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Barnyard Apocalypse
Words and Music Cynthia Pack
Keep your barn door open
I smell fire
I smell rage
Seems like someone wicked
Let the beast out of the cage
I’m not making bets
On who’s the strongest to survive
Put your head between your legs
And kiss your ass goodbye
CHORUS
Yeah you got a move on 2x
Take one right between the eyes
We’re all on borrowed time
Keep your options open
There is madness in the air
Dirty tricks and treason and the world spins on dare
Carnival of freaks I’m gonna
Have to catch you later
Hallelujah motherfuckers
Pass the mashed potatoes
CHORUS
Yeah you got a move on 2x
Take one for the team because
We’re all on borrowed time
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You're Sick
02:52
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You’re Sick
Words and Music Cynthia Pack
It’s hard sometimes to navigate the space between your ears
And life is much more colorful within a hall of mirrors
Your simple little mind
Your simple little mind
You’ve patched it up with gaffers tape
And hung it out to dry
The saber rattling’s grown quite loud
It’s elevating fear
A war to end all wars will soon dramatically appear
Your evil little mind
Your evil little mind
You’re puffed out chest and beady eyes
Villain extraordinaire
Chorus
You’re sick, sick, sick
Now crab walk through
The after shock and jump into your cave
The repercussions shouldn’t cloud your sense of the depraved
Your bloated little mind
Your bloated little mind
We’ll soon be walking on all fours and swinging from the vines
Chorus
You’re sick, sick, sick
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Lemon Pie
02:30
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Lemon Pie
Words and Music Cynthia Pack
No I don’t believe in angels
Only children of the night
Pointless arguments and rambling
Never ever puts things right
Back against the wall
You know I’m feeling very small
Cause I’ve been flogging a dead horse with all my might
Serendipity and platitudes
Fortune cookies for the mind
Double dips and endless flattery
Soaked in whimpering and sighs
The world’s a cold, cold place
In fact it’s full of rotten eggs
So don’t expect a lemon merengue pie
Keep your razor blades
And steely barbed wire gaze
And reasons to believe the earth is round
So even as the darkness swells
And sewage floats among the buttercups
Time is always running out
And no one really loves a clown… for long
The world’s a cold, cold place
In fact it’s full of rotten eggs
So don’t expect a lemon merengue pie
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Detour
02:18
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Detour
Words and Music Cynthia Pack
I took a trip
It wasn’t planned
Didn’t take a car
Didn’t talk a plane
And now I’m stuck on the side of the road
And I can’t get over
Shut down on the highway going nowhere
Ran out of gas
Ran out of oil
Can’t pay the tax
Can’t pay the toll
And now I’m stuck in the slow lane of life
And I can’t get over
Shut down on the highway going nowhere
I’m running in place
Can’t pick up the pace
The wheels are spinning
Dirt in my face
Huh uh huh uh
I need a detour
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No Valentine New York, New York
NO VALENTINE is a New York based trio whose members have been evolving for years in the NYC music scene. Their sound has been described as lean and powerful with distinct influences ranging from the melodic underpinnings of classic rock and roll to the raw edge of grunge. The thread that ties it all together is a riff-based sensibility that lets the listener know they're in for a raucous good time ... more
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