Is it even a conscious decision? Is it ever when it comes to addiction? We call it names like social interaction All we want, all we want, all we want is somebody there But we were lonely as hell We don't make sense no more We're lonelier now It's getting easier to make friends But the world is still living out of touch And it's starting to sink in It's getting easier to make friends Ooh, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know why But thank you for getting much harder to find We're resenting sugarcoated nightmares Just like poison on a silver plate Tell us that the answers all are right there So we try and we try and we try to replicate It's getting easier to make friends But the world is still living out of touch And it's starting to sink in It's getting easier to make friends Ooh, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know why But thank you for getting much harder to find Thought we were lonely as hell We don't make sense no more We're lonelier now, oh ooh ooh It's getting easier to make friends But the world is still living out of touch And it's starting to sink in It's getting easier to make friends Ooh, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know why But thank you for getting much harder to find

Hostility Your leaders are now your enemies They'll make America great again Fuck no! Let's make America hate again Peace talks are off the table, it's time for violent action Pushed to the brink, tell me what the fuck ya think would happen Suffered through holy wars but now the fight is at our door Natives are restless, we will not accept this I dream of endless floods Let freedom rain in buckets of blood What will it take to be free The only answer is hostility Your leaders are now your enemies They'll make America great again Fuck no! Let's make America hate again I'm done with pacifism You can't debate with demons Burn down the house that betrays us I want blood, I want chaos More chaos, more chaos, more chaos Let's make America hate again The propaganda machine spills its patriotic puss in the streets We lap it up, drunk on fantasy, you never practice what you preach A servant's life is incomplete What will it take to be free I dream of endless floods Let freedom rain in buckets of blood I dream of endless floods Let freedom rain in buckets of blood Hostility Your leaders are now your enemies They'll make America great again Fuck no! Let's make America hate again Let's make America hate again Hostility Your leaders are now your enemies Hostility Your leaders are now your enemies

Lover would you lay me down For a moment I'll steal you From the chains that hold us down Step back quickly now All your money won't save you In a maze with no way out I could make you happy If only I could make you stay If only I could make you stay Lover would you lay me down For a moment I'll steal you From the chains that hold us down Step back quickly now All your money won't save you In a maze with no way out I could make you happy If only I could make you stay If only I could make you stay Lay me down by your trembling frame Don't you feel my love? Don't you feel my pain? Hold it close like it's all you've got All the peace was there But your love was not I could make you happy I could make you happy If only I could make you stay If only I could make you stay Lay me down by your trembling frame Don't you feel my love? Don't you feel my pain? Hold it close like it's all you've got All the peace was there But your love was not

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Wish I was riding the steam train Right out of the pages of time Down through the ol' Roaring Twenties To the fall of 1929 Back in heyday of railroads Before airplanes fluttered and flew Color me in like a cartoon hobo Doing what bums used to do Songs from the great Jimmie Rodgers Hearing ol' Bing Crosby croon This is a song of how things used to be And a script of a hobo cartoon Show me hopping a freight train Somewhere south of the yard Make it a Santa Fe boxcar Paint it all rusty and hard Sketch out an old hobo jungle Make the old days come alive on the page Build a rough shack Down by thе track Weather it heavy with agе Songs from the great Jimmie Rodgers Hearing ol' Bing Crosby croon This is a song of how things used to be And a script of a hobo cartoon Sometimes things are great to remember Some are too good to forget Things back then were so different Some things we think of them yet Songs from the great Jimmie Rodgers Hearing ol' Bing Crosby croon This is a song of how things used to be And a script of a hobo cartoon

Loneliness is settin' in How I feel, you don't know All my tomorrows, they depend On how my todays go Ain't seen your face for a few years or more You don't write, you don't call Tell me what are all the memories for When you don't remember at all? I'm sad and lonely I wonder do you feel the same? Tell me, am I the only one Drinking and cursing your name? Maybe someday, you'll walk into Some bar I'm singing in You'll hang your head in sorrow and cry When you see the shape that I'm in Oh, I'm sad and lonely I wonder do you feel the same? Tell me, am I the only one Drinking and cursing your name? Tell me, am I the only one Drinking and cursing your name?

Decided to write a song for my hero Considering he's done so much for me He's the one that pulled me up when I fell down so low He's the one that led me through the darkness when I could not see Never met a man more gentle or any humbler Never once heard him raise his voice or saw him mad But I watched him break his back on coal and lumber To give her everything she never had Cause when it all comes down to zero There's nothing more this life could ever give And I know I'll never find another hero Not another one like him Born on a summer day in some dark holler Way back in the hills of Perry County Well he grew up poor and he never saw a dollar But a dollar ain't no good in a coal camp anyway Cause when it all comes down to zero There's nothing more this life could ever give And I know I'll never find another hero Not another one like him And if I'm half the man he is when I die I don't know if I could ask for too much more He taught me you only need one hand To count your real friends in this life But if you find true love you better take both arms And hold on til your sore