时间：2001-11-01
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They Provide the Paint for the Picture-Perfect Masterpiece That You Will Paint on the Insides of Your Eyelids - Bandits Of The Acoustic Revolution
There is a man with no face and a name I don't remember
Always in the house in the middle of the woods
And he said once
Son don't you laugh out loud for they are listening
Oh they are listening oh you've got to be strong
Oh you've got to keep holding on
It's now just a matter of time
They provide the paint for the picture-perfect masterpiece
That you will paint on the insides of your eyelids
Can you possibly see anything you want to see
No
(Hell no)
There's nothing wrong with the way I see
And he wanted to be a soldier in the next great war
He wanted to kill and fight and maim
But not be told what he was fighting for
And that's the way it's gonna have to be my friend
And that's the way it's gonna have to be my friend
I passed a man on the corner in the city yesterday singing
Yada yada yada and tomorrow it'll end
I never thought I'd live to see another sunny day
But I'm here and I feel I'll be here until the end
So watch your mouth or
You're gonna make a grave mistake
Hold your tongue or you're gonna catch a bullet in the head
Watch your mouth or you're gonna make a grave mistake
Don't die for anything less than the best of life
The things he said went to your head
You never tried to understand
What they take you will never take back
'Cause they take what they take when they can
'Cause they can from you
You follow me and you follow me
But you never ask why
And I wonder what you're under
Could this be another piece
Of the 'I don't care I just do what they say
Because they say what to do in a matter-of-fact way'
Don't stop because you might get burned
And you might just learn to stand on your own two feet
And I think that it's neat how you learn to repeat
Everything that you hear in the street so well
(Learn to repeat everything that you hear so well)
(Learn to repeat everything that you hear so well)
Oh well everyone was resting because they thought
It was the end and even if it wasn't they decide
They'd pretend and somewhere in the distance
I could hear him whispering
You can fight all you want they will win in the end
Sometimes in the evening when I'm lying in my bed
I am taken to the forest to the isolated shed
And I wake with is words resonating in my head
And I can't stop thinking about the gist of what he said
So watch your mouth or
You're gonna make a grave mistake
Hold your tongue or you're gonna catch a bullet in the head
Watch your mouth or you're gonna make a grave mistake
Don't die for anything less than the best of
Everyone settles for the rest not the best of
I will die for no less than the best of life
