Stop! The Reporters Will See

by The Orbz

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released April 15, 2009

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Track Name: Stay Cool, Biff
Here we are again
Reunited with old friends
Starting up a conversation
Just to see how it will end
Here we are so fast
So sick of kissin' ass
Lookin' into a crystal ball and seein'
only the past

Maybe then I'll write you a letter
Maybe I'll address it this time
Maybe then I'll try to forget her
But I can't get her off of my mind

Here we are so sure
Drivin' to the liquor store
Hand me my favorite glass
And watch me as I pour
Here we are so far
Drivin' seperate cars
I must just be out of luck
But baby I'm a star

Maybe then I'll write you a letter
Maybe I'll address it this time
Maybe then I'll try to forget her
But I can't get her off of my mind

Here we are so sure
Drivin' to the liquor store
Hand me my favorite glass
And watch me as I pour
Here we are so far
Drivin' seperate cars
I must just be out of luck
But baby I'm a star
Track Name: Singular
Singular drinks spilled out on the floor
Anyone thinks they can walk out that door
The trouble you took, defining your eyes
Your double is spooked, designing replies
Singular knots tied up in my brain
The less you can see the less you can explain
No one to ask what it’s all about
But if you can think …

(Chorus)
Tell me again about the world outside
Does it disappear when I close my …
Tell me again about the world inside
Does it disappear when I close my eyes?

Singular knots tied up in my brain
The less you can see the less you can explain
No one to ask what it’s all about
But if you can think there should not be a doubt
The ego explodes splashes on the floor
Half of them left yeah but one wanted more
The songs that they wrote they went for the cool
Did they go for the throat…?

(Chorus)

Singular drinks spilled out on the floor
Anyone thinks they can walk out that door
The trouble you took, defining your eyes
Your double is spooked, designing replies
Singular knots tied up in my brain
The less you can see the less you can explain
No one to ask what it’s all about
But if you can think …

(chorus) x2
Track Name: Count Up
Count Up

There were 17 7-11s
Stacked, corner-to-corner
There were 18 separate heavens
Each with their own borders
There were 19 desperate Kevins
Getting marching orders
There were 20-year-old men
Sinking into torpors

(chorus)
Nobody asked you to come here
Nobody signed your name
Nobody asked you to come here
Nobody feels the shame
Nobody asked you to come here
Nobody signed your name
Nobody asked you to come here
Nobody feels the shame
Freedom! Oh!
You don’t! Know!
Freedom! Oh!
You don’t! Know!

There were 17 full hours
Still left in the day
There were 18 bright flowers
Somebody left on my grave
There were 19 super powers
No world left to save
There were 20 year old men
Fanning their own flames

(Chorus, solo)

There were 17 black piranhas
Biting at my skin
There were 18 mad Madonnas
Waiting to begin
There were 19 sad hosannas
Heralding the end
There were 20-year-old men
Playing ‘lets pretend’

(chorus)
Track Name: Wired
I’m seeing red
I’m working blue
I’m half-past dead
I’m beside you
I’m overbooked
I’m super tired
I’m undercooked
I’m badly wired

(chorus)
You can’t ever leave
You can’t ever understand me
You can’t ever leave
You can’t ever understand me

I’m looking green
I’m seeing red
I’m a machine
I’m in your head
I’m overbooked
I’m super tired
I’m undercooked
I’m badly wired

(chorus)
Track Name: Chicago Ted
No bitch is safe from Chicago Ted
If it’s just a ride, like the prophet said
Then why the hell am I so afraid?
Then why the hell am I so…?

(chorus)
Can’t run!
With a broken leg
Can’t smile!
With a broken jaw
Can’t feel!
Anything at all
Can’t feel!
Anything

No bitch is safe from Chicago Ted
If it’s just like writing in the bathroom said
Then why the hell am I so afraid?
They why the hell am I so…?

(chorus, solo, chorus)
Track Name: Something You Don't
You rushed in
Dirty words and whispers
She sinks in
Buttonholes and blisters
It looks grim
Birthday clowns and fast trains
He sinks in
Wedding nights and mistakes

(chorus)
when you wake he sleeps
and when he laughs you cry
when you look into those eyes…
when you wake he sleeps
and when he laughs you cry
when you look into those eyes…

You rushed in
Dirty sheets and bloodstains
He looks in
Wedding vows and mistakes
It’s so loud
Razorblades and cupcakes
She’s lost now
Wedding nights and mistakes

(chorus, solo)

I know something you don’t
I know something you don’t know
(repeat till end)
Track Name: '75
’75

I remember 75
Even though I wasn’t quite alive
Man, I should’ve been there
To see those glam boys on the stage
With their cocktails and their rage
Man, I should’ve been there
A couple of years too late
To see a girl out on a date
Y’know, she’s a keeper
All that I wanna do
Is to re-create just a few
Passions from the sound

(chorus)
To have it all right now
(x4)

I remember 75
Even though I wasn’t quite alive
Man, I should’ve been there
Those disco, funk, punk days
For many years I was amazed
Avalon, Transformer, Wonderland
All that I can do now is sit around
And wonder how, how can we repeat it?
All that I wanna do
Is re-create yeah just a few
Passions from the sound

(chorus, solo, chorus)
Track Name: Stop! The Reporters Will See
Breaking hearts
And taking names
From A to Z
You’re all the same
Making bets
On who to cast
From top to bottom
You’ll fall so fast

(chorus)
So it goes
So it is
So you know enough of this
(x2)
Aren’t you tired of the way things are?
Aren’t you tired of fake rock stars?
(x2)

Faking smiles
And taking aim
From first to last
You’re all the same (all the same)
Dropping out
And short on cash
From high to low
You’ll fall so fast

(Chorus)

STOP!

Making out
And dropping names
From A to Z
You’re all to blame
Making bets
On who to cast
From top to bottom
You’ll fall so fast

So it goes
So it is
So you know enough of this
(x2)
Aren’t you tired of the way things be?
Stop! The reporters will see
(x2)
STOP.
Track Name: ... It Has Come To My Attention
It has come to my attention
The skies are not so grey
It has come to my attention
You should live just for today
It has come to my attention
Times are not so bad
It has come to my attention
That you should not feel so sad

(chorus)
You brought me
To my senses
You caught me
Off my defenses
(x2)

It has come to my attention
Times are not so bad
It has come to my attention
That you should not feel so sad
It has come to my attention
The sky is not so blue
It has come to my attention
That we did all we could do

(chorus, solo, chorus x2)
Track Name: Brilliant Picture
You can paint a brilliant picture
Go home and hang it on a wall
You can dictate your own future
And take pride in your own fall
Will it really make a difference?
Cause it all ends anyway
Will it really make a difference?
And what will the survivors say?

(chorus)
“Is this really happening?”
“Did we take it this far?”
“Is this all over now?”
“Did we lose?”
(x2)

You can write a little letter
Go home and send it to your girl
You can feel a little better
About your place in this big world
Will it really make a difference?
Cause it all ends anyway
Will it really make a difference?
What will the survivors say?

(chorus, solo, chorus)