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We used to think we were quite psychedelic / Now it's all academic / We got placebos and then the full hit / Between Highgate and the bottomless pit / We observed a fractal of the future / Old b-boys with their first home computers / Bubble lamps and brain clamps and / In every dream home a float tank / The best minds of a generation / Lost to apathy, anticipation / I had a double gin / You had ketamine / I had a 2CB / You gave me ecstasy / Smart drinks and ravers in mittens / Waving glowsticks, purring like kittens / The last tribes, children of McKenna / Selling ginseng, guarana and henna/ We breathed in / We breathed out / And the dreams we had were stolen
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No Chicago
04:55
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Borders hardcore on our moors / Morris discos, ancient floors / Chew the mandrake, ring the bell / Drown the witches, dress the wells / Sovereign rings and soiled tuxedos / Broken dancehalls, full of weirdos / Take the baton, take the bells / Bless the house and break the spell / Superheroes, primal beats / Nations turn to the Belleville Three / Superhuman DJ feats / National debts to Stately deeds / They pulled the plug / Kept the embargo /No Detroit and / No Chicago / Summer rituals, jubilation / Albert Hofmann's acid nation / Take the Mandrax, ring the bell / Drown the witch and sound the knell
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Beats and bleeps / Cool white heat / We head to the woods / For all-night meets / Party dresses and dirt on your knees / Smell of dry ice caught in the trees / And a thousand blinking lights / A thousand blinking lights tonight / Clicks and pops / Double drops / We move down the pier / Like spinning tops / Take your clothes off and hand them to me / Dive in and swim out to sea / And a thousand blinking lights / A thousand blinking lights tonight / Beats and bleeps / Twisted sheets / We lie on the balcony / Too tired to sleep / Party dresses and dirt on your knees / Cigarette smoke caught on the breeze / And a thousand blinking lights / A thousand blinking lights tonight / Goodbye my friend / Through the disco / Around the bend / Goodbye my friend / Under neon when you reach the end
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Sweetheart Of The Rave
04:39
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I couldn't count the cost / Of all the nights / I would be lost / Without you / Weekend tents in tribal / Dens are lit up / As the magic moves / About you / May Queen in Maybelline / A goddess of the scene / Fire in the belly of the bold / With all the fury of the / First blossom of spring / You brought the thunder / I let it roll / The sweetheart of the rave-i-o / The sweetheart of the rave / I couldn't document / The failures / Of good intent / Before you / Plotted on a copied map / We take the track / To others who / Adore you / May Queen in Maybelline / Far beyond the village green / Beat the drum for dancing at the pole / With all the fury of the / First blossom of spring / You brought the thunder / I heard the call
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The Whip
04:23
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No maps, no charts / No fix for broken parts / No guidance sent down / From the divine / Can't blame the bars / Dark mornings, cold starts / When nature trails far behind / Adjust the stance / Rethink the grip / Loosen the talk / Apply the whip / Adjust the stance / Loosen the grip / Rethink the torque / Apply the whip / No pick-ups, no drops / No turning, no stops / No room to manoeuvre / Or rewind
Can't blame the fights / The endless boogie nights / When nature trails far behind / We are prepared to party / If the conditions are reasonable
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The Slacktivists
07:33
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We are the slacktivists / We will pick our fights / When we see the lilac mists / We are the slacktivists / We can draw a perfect circle / Without bending our wrists / We are the slacktivists / The soundtrack of our lives / Buried in magnetic hiss / We are the slacktivists / Busy doing nothing / And doing it for the kids / We are the slacktivists / Set our targets low / So we know that we can't miss / We are the slacktivists / Supermarket lager / And biscuits in our fists / This is the house that slack built
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Everything Rocks
05:08
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Back to the heartlands / With a head full of rain / Dirt in the grain of your fingers / Soil in your footsteps again / So much mystery in nature / So many miles to unwind / So shake rattle roll over / Leave the straight life behind / And digital is dying / If your words are to last / Carve them into stone tablets / Dig them into the land / So much symmetry in nature / Golden ratios and spheres / Make camp on the trail to Badger's Edge / Until the skyline is clear / Sometimes the wind gets so high / It could unbutton your coat / But everything rocks when / You're spending your nights afloat / Sometimes the air gets so thin / You can't hear yourself choke / But everything rocks when / You're spending your nights afloat
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