Cover di A Crow Left of the Murder...

A Crow Left of the Murder...
Album - 30 january 2004 - Debaser id 99901

By Incubus

01
Megalomaniac (04:56)
Incubus • A Crow Left of the Murder...
I hear you on the radio
You permeate my screen, its' unkind but
If I met you in a scissor fight
I'd cut off both your wings on principle alone
On principle alone

Hey megalomaniac
You're no Jesus
Yeah, you're no fucking Elvis
Wash your hands clean of yourself baby and
Step down
Step down
Step down

If I were your appendages
I'd hold open your eyes
So you would see
That all of us are heaven sent
There was never meant to be only one
To be the only one

Hey megalomaniac
You're no Jesus
Yeah, you're no fucking Elvis
Wash your hands clean of yourself baby and
Step down
Step down
Step down

Yeah
You're no Jesus
You're no Elvis
You're no Jesus
You're no Jesus
You're no Elvis
They're no answer

STEP DOWN 3x

Hey megalomaniac
You're no Jesus
Yeah, you're no fucking Elvis
Wash your hands clean of yourself baby and
Step down
Your rating:
02
A Crow Left of the Murder (03:32)
Incubus • A Crow Left of the Murder...
Unlearn me
Ditch what I read
Behind what I heard

Look
Find
Free
Yet! Do you get it yet?
Do you get it?
From here on it's instinctual
Even straight roads meander
Every piece contains a map of
It all
It all

Evidence
March of the ant
Pulse of the sea

Look
Find
Free
Yet? Do you get it yet?
Do you get it?
From here on it's instinctual
Even straight roads meander
Every piece contains a map of
It all
It all
Out of line, and indivisible
A crow left of the murder
Every piece contains a map of
It all
It all

Everything I wanted
Wanted to know
Everything I wanted
Wanted to see
To see, yeah

Unlearn me
Unlearn me
Do you get it yet?
Look
Find
Free
Do you get it yet? (x7)
Your rating:
03
Agoraphobia (03:54)
Incubus • A Crow Left of the Murder...
Two people touching lips
Hands on each other's hips
Nothing else in the world but one another

The forty-second floor
On a distant shore
I wonder how we strayed so far from this

Remember when we were
Just flesh and bone
You sir may have forgotten how good your world could be

So, put down your hollow tips
And kiss your lover's lips
And know that fate is what you make of it

Please end this
Please end this
Before this ends us, ends us
Ends

I wanna stay inside
I wanna stay inside for good
I wanna stay inside
For good, for good, for good...

I read the news today
And everything they say
Just makes me want to stay inside and wait

But a part of me knows
That waiting in the throws
Is all on par with reading with my eyes closed

What can I do? you say
It's just another day
In the life of apes with ego trips

Put down your hollow tips
And kiss your lover's lips
And know that fate is what you make of it

Please end this
Please end this
Before this ends us, ends us
Ends us

I wanna stay inside
I wanna stay inside for good
I wanna stay inside
For good, for good

I'm gonna stay inside
I'm gonna stay inside for good
I'm gonna stay inside
For good, for good

I wanna stay inside
I wanna stay inside for good
I wanna stay inside
Don't wanna stay inside for good
Don't wanna stay inside
For good, for good, for good
For good, for good, for good
Fuck off
For good, for good, for good
Your rating:
04
Talk Shows on Mute (03:51)
Incubus • A Crow Left of the Murder...
Take a bow
Pack on powder
Wash 'em out with buzzing lights
Pay an audience to care
'Impress me' personality

Still and transfixed
The electric sheep are dreaming of your face
Enjoy you from the chemical
Comfort of America

Come one, come all
Into nineteen-eighty four
Yeah, three, two, one...
Lights! camera! transaction!

Quick, your time is almost up
Make all forget that they're the moth
Edging in towards the flame
Burn into obscurity

Still and transfixed
The electric sheep are dreaming up your fate
And judge you from the card castle
Comfort of America

Come one, come all
Into nineteen-eighty four
Yeah, three, two, one...
Lights! camera! Yeah!

Come one, come all
Into nineteen-eighty four
Yeah, three, two, one...
Lights! camera! Transaction!
Lights! camera! Transaction!
Yeah yeah yeah!

Come one, come all
Into nineteen-eighty four
Yeah, three, two, one...
Lights! camera! Transaction!
Ohhh....

Your foundation is canyoning
Fault lines should be worn with pride
I hate to say
So much more
You're so much more
Endearing with the sound turned off
Your rating:
05
Beware! Criminal (03:50)
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You crawl in bed, it's three a.m.
You smell of wine and cigarettes
A butterfly under the glass
You are beautiful
But you're not going anywhere

We do the same thing every night
I swear I've heard this song before
A swimmer who has seen a shark
I should really be more wary of the water

You came, you saw, you conquered... everyone
And I'm left here guessing
Oh what went wrong
Yeah, I'm down
But not out
And far from done
Hey all!
Beware! Criminal

Criminal

A prism with an intellect
You show your eyes selectivly
You stole my glow, a seasoned thief
The blacks of my eyes are turning into opals

Today I walk
There's nothing here left for me but empty promises
And the thought of all the things I'm never getting back

You came, you saw, you conquered
Everyone
And I'm left here bleeding
Oh what went wrong
Yeah, I'm down
But not out
And far from done

Beware! Criminal

Did you think, did you think I wouldn't notice?
Did you think, did you think, did you really think I wouldn't care?
Did you think, did you think I wouldn't notice?
Did you think, did you think, did you really think?

You came, you saw, you conquered
And I'm left here bleeding
Oh, what went wrong?
Yeah, I'm down
But not out
And far from done
Oh!
Beware! Criminal
Your rating:
06
Sick Sad Little World (06:25)
Incubus • A Crow Left of the Murder...
No, you're not the first to fall apart,
But always the first one to complain ,
You better get careful or,
You'll compromise everything you are.

The world is a drought when out of love.
Please come back to us,
For all of the above.
I'm making a choice to be out of touch.
Leave me be he said, he said, he said,

Leave me here in my,
Stark raving, sick, sad little world!
Leave me here in my,
Stark raving, sick, sad little world!

I've never had unpaid confidantes,
It's more than I would care to explain,
But I have an open door policy,
When it comes to blame.

The world is a joke when out of love.
Please come back to us,
For all of the above.
I'm making a choice to be out of touch .
Leave me be he said, he said, he said,

Leave me here in my,
Stark raving, sick, sad little world!
Leave me here in my,
Stark raving, sick, sad little world!

Leave me here in my,
Stark raving, sick, sad little world!
Leave me here in my,
Stark raving, sick, sad little world!
Your rating:
07
Pistola (04:25)
Incubus • A Crow Left of the Murder...
On the tip of my tongue
An offensive is poised and rearing
My intention: A bullet
My body: A trigger finger

Yeah my pen is a pistola
Let go of your fear, fear yeah
Yeah my pen is a pistola

My secret arsenal
Is an infinite, ageless inkwell
It's a fountain of youth
And a patriot's weapon of choice

Yeah my pen is a pistola
Let go of your fear, fear yeah
Yeah my pen is a pistola

On the tip of my tongue
An offensive is poised and rearing
My intention: A bullet
My body: A trigger finger

Yeah my pen is a pistola
Let go of your fear
Yeah my pen is a pistola
Your rating:
08
Southern Girl (03:43)
Incubus • A Crow Left of the Murder...
Is everything a baited hook?
And are there locks on all doors?
If you're looking for an open book
Look no further, I am yours

We'll behave like animals
Swing from tree to tree
We could do anything
That turns you up and sets you free

You're an exception to the rule
You're a bonafide rarity
You're all I ever wanted
Southern girl
Could you want me?

So come outside and walk with me
We'll try each other on to see if we fit
And with our roots, become a tree
To shade what we make, under it

We'll behave like animals
Swing from tree to tree
We could do anything
That turns you up and sets you free

You're an exception to the rule
You're a bonafide rarity
You're all I ever wanted
Southern girl

Southern girl could you want me [repeated]

Southern girl
Your rating:
09
Priceless (04:09)
Incubus • A Crow Left of the Murder...
The fact that you think you can
Speak to me the way you do
Bleeds me to believe that you
Have never stepped out of the skin you live within
But when and if this day occurs
Your tongue, the taste, will imitate
A battery: the anti-equilibrium
Your stomach becomes the floor

The look on your face was priceless
The look on your face was priceless
Yes, the look on your face was priceless
That look it was so

A light goes on upstairs
The attic is ablaze
This island isn't big enough
For the both of us so who will swim
In eel infested oceans?
Kiss the sand goodbye because
The tide is coming up and in
Yeah, water, water, water everywhere
And every chance to sink!

The look on your face was priceless
The look on your face was priceless
Yes, the look on your face was priceless
That look it was so priceless
So priceless

It's an amalgamation of the things
You aren't the ways you wish you were
A split second perceiving of the way
You really look to everyone of them
I wish that you could see because
I wish that you could, yeah

The look on your face was priceless
The look on your face was priceless
Yes, the look on your face was priceless
That look it was so priceless
So priceless
Priceless
Your rating:
10
Zee Deveel (03:54)
Incubus • A Crow Left of the Murder...
Nice car! Where'dya get your ride?
A trophy? Badge of honor? Overcompensation?
Price tags! Advertise yer pride
Since when did what we paid for colored cloth gage our gravity?

Yeah, you got'cha little world
Picture perfect, it's a pearl
Now go and try to sleep in the bed you made

You should be careful what you wish for!
'Cause everyone of us has the devil inside
You should be careful what you wish for!
'Cause all of what amounts becomes you

Nice watch! Man d'ya got the time?
There's never enough, and it goes too slow
Too slow

Yeah, you got'cha little world
Picture perfect, it's a pearl
Now go and try to sleep in the bed you made

You should be careful what you wish for!
'Cause everyone of us has the devil inside
You should be careful what you wish for!
'Cause all of what amounts becomes you
You

Nice watch! Man, you got the time?
There's never enough, and it always goes to slow
Price tags, advertise your pride
Since when did what we paid for color cloth gage our gravity?

You should be careful what you wish for!
'Cause everyone of us
You should be careful what you wish for!
'Cause all of what amounts becomes you
You
Your rating:
11
Made for TV Movie (03:40)
Incubus • A Crow Left of the Murder...
I heard a word from 'on high'
Glare like a light in the sky
It said
"Quit blowing each other up"
A voicing so crystalline clear so
Something's unclean in your ear
When only blood fills your cup

Hello
I'm trying to focus
But my eyes deceive me
Focus
I'm witnessing history
Repeating

It fell like a tear from my eye
Flying machine so up high
Well, There goes the neighborhood
A scene set to singe innocence
Upheave, unhinge and pit against
Like every made for TV movie should

Hello
I'm trying to focus
But my eyes deceive me
Focus
I'm witnessing history
Repeating

Focus, focus, focus
Focus (I can see now)
Focus (I can see now)
Focus (I can see now)

We are, we know, we see, we think for you
The who, the what, the when, the where, the why
We build your hill, we build you too, we see you

Hello
I'm trying to focus
But my eyes deceive me
Focus
I'm witnessing history
Repeating
Your rating:
12
Smile Lines (04:01)
Incubus • A Crow Left of the Murder...
Met my match today
Felt the blood rushing and mingling
A curious and enigmatic thing
Spiders in my dreams
Synchronicity weaves like a web
When you were meant to be a meal

I want you bad!
I want you bad!
I understand why they say high school never ends

Never act my age
You can tell by the lines in my smile
That I have been around for awhile
So, insecurities
Are about as useful as trying
To put the pin back in the grenade

I want you bad!
I want you bad!
I understand why they say high school never ends

I want you bad!
I want you bad!
I understand why they say high school never stops

This isn't coincidence
There's no such thing
This isn't coincidence, no
This isn't coincidence
It's no such thing.
This isn't, no

I want you bad!
I want you bad!
I understand why they say high school never ends
Your rating:
13
Here in My Room (04:22)
Incubus • A Crow Left of the Murder...
This party is old and uninviting
Participants all in black and white
You enter in full blown Technicolor
Nothing is the same after tonight

If the world would fall apart
In a fiction-worthy wind
I wouldn't change a thing
Now that you're here

Love is a verb
Here in my room
Here in my room
Here in my room
Yeah, love is a verb
Here in my room
Here in my room
Here in my room

You enter and close the door behind you
Now show me the world as seen from the stars
If only the lights would dim a little
I'm wary of eyes upon my scars

If the world would fall apart
In a fiction-worthy wind
I wouldn't change a thing
Now that you're here

Love is a verb
Here in my room
Here in my room
Here in my room
Yeah, love is a verb
Here in my room
Here in my room
Here in my room

Pink tractorbeam into your incision
Head spinning as free as Dervishs' Whirl
I came here expecting next to nothing
So, thank you for being that kind of girl
Kind of girl (10x)
Your rating:
14
Leech (04:21)
Incubus • A Crow Left of the Murder...
Does it make you indie?
Does it make you proud
To talk the world into a paper bag?
Spotty stain of "I'm OK", you're not OK
Yes, men too, can be on the rag

"I'm in over my head, I need a pick me up!"
It's easy to get high when your'e standing on our backs, man
Will anything ever be good enough for you?
Stand on your own, hold your water if you can

The ride's over - did you enjoy yourself?
The ride's over - fairing well
The ride's over - did you enjoy yourself?
The ride's over - fairing well
Not on my time

It isn't fair to mention, but it awes the crowd
Your fictional, plastic alibi
So take another hit, steal another line
Did you ever meet a leech who was good at goodbyes?

When you were down I always picked you up
Why didn't I recognize that everything was never fine?
I'm kicking myself that I shared spit with you
So fuck yourself
And fuck this bleeding heart of mine

The ride's over, did you enjoy yourself?
The ride's over, fairing well
The ride's over, did you enjoy yourself?
The ride's over, fairing well
Not on my time

When you were down I always picked you up
Why didn't I recognize that everything was never fine?
I'm kicking myself that I shared spit with you
So fuck yourself
And fuck this bleeding heart of mine

The ride's over - did you enjoy yourself?
The ride's over - fairing well
The ride's over - did you enjoy yourself?
The ride's over - fairing well

The ride's over...
Your rating:
15
Monuments and Melodies (05:03)
Incubus • A Crow Left of the Murder...
My hands are trembling
And my eyes are on fire
And this house is crumbling
And I've been left out all the while
Yeah, yeah

You make me happy
You magnify my better half
You make me certain
Though all I have today is your photograph

My past is perilous
Each scar I wear sings
Monuments to where I have been
And melodies to wear I am going
Yeah, yeah

You make me happy
You magnify my better half
You make me certain
Though all I have today is your photograph

When will I see you again?
Still I can only go so far
I need you infront of me
To say my name
Say it to me, say it to me
Say it to me, I want you the way you are
The way you are
Yeah, yeah

You make me happy
You magnify my better half
You make me certain
Though all I have today is your photograph

You make me happy
You make me happy
You make me happy
Oh
Your rating:
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