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Wired: Live From The Stone Pony

by Art of Edgar

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1.
Some say it’s chemically, just my anatomy And just to make the matters worse It’s so desirable but, they can’t see Since I was gifted with this curse Time after time, trade my nickels for dimes In a world full of change I am doing just fine Some say it’s modesty, some say a scheme Just to make his stars shine bright I’ll put the mirror down, just to redeem It’s out of mind, It’s out of sight
2.
Psycho 03:33
All my numbers, letters, words Mix and match and take their turns, in my mind A philosophical divide Who is god, what’s Earth, what’s time? Are we blind? An enigma, in which my mind conceives, why can’t I let it go? Psycho Add, subtract and multiply Counting cards from low to high, analyse Red Bull, Ramen, Gasoline Hit the books and college scene, desensitize If I wanted time to fly, would the hands begin to slow? Psycho Who am I, and I to say You should act a different way? Or don’t belong? Who are we, are we to be Ones who dictate melody of other songs? There’s no reason holding on, if you can never let it go… Psycho
3.
Simple Minds 03:45
I’m so tired [of] irrational fears I could sleep a million years without you Test my luck, I’ll test my fate I’ll burn my bridge at any rate without you Over time these memories will learn to bind Put me back to work, back on the grind I just hope some day that you will learn to find It’s not easy living with a simple mind Simple Mind Left Behind Simple Mind Flower child picking fights Couldn’t go another night without me Call me from another line Gonna have to find your spine without me Sanctuary in the woods Gonna have to get your goods without me Live life fast and die too young I hope you’re having plenty fun without me
4.
Apple Seeds 02:47
If I had known what you would do I’d take a different Avenue But from a different point of view There wasn’t nothing else to do I’ll take my cyanide I’ll eat my apple seeds But what we can’t deny We are a different breed If I had known what you would say I would have looked the other way But since my conscience starts to fray I’m seeing black and blue and gray
5.
Matador 03:21
Agitate, let it be, break a bone in spite of me Ride the bull, get the horns, acting like a matador Shake a hand, bat an eye, letter sent but no reply Ride the wave down the hill, not for the laughs but for the thrill Guess I should’ve known not to comply Acting as irrational as pi Screw the bases time to set the score Don’t wanna be the matador Way back when the Portuguese traveled through the 7 seas Stumbled drunk upon the shore, they came for gold, came to conquer No one dared step in their way, the natives never got a say Once the Spaniards got the word, they unleashed their massacre
6.
Internet BC 06:02
My eternal peace of mind, I’ve found it hard, it’s hard to find Mass production, that’s what killed, my generation’s social skills And those chills, up my spine, feel so fine Burn Ulysses while standing in line Place your bet, we can’t forget, what came before the internet Place your bet, we can’t forget, what came before the internet I need a compass, I need a road map, I need a goddamn GPS Lost in a fog, stuck in a web, where North is South and East is West Vinyl on the shelf, miss the tradition Trade honesty for wealth, for a commission Plastic on the shelf, lacking nutrition Trade honesty for wealth, for a commission But Hey That’s alright, we don’t need no fancy screens We’ll take a breather, a little break from Mtv And we’re free My eternal stomping ground, I’ve found it hard, it’s what I’ve found Mass exposure, that’s what saved, my generation, thought depraved And those chills, under my skin, I’m letting them in They’re lighting my fires, they’re pushing my pins Go ahead, let’s learn and see, what was Internet BC Go ahead, let’s learn and see, what was Internet BC
7.
Wired 03:14
Break me down, bare bones Color sounds and tones Rust and rot corrode In my mind implode It’s out of touch Don’t ask for much Generic And just like bleach It’s out of reach It’s basic, oh it’s basic Linger on and kill With rotten until Tie the knot my friend Sort of thoughts the end I’m Wired

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released March 19, 2015

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4 kids from Manasquan High School, playing basements, living life.

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