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Альбом Operation Ivy


Hectic (1987)
1987
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I always looked up on the ones who walked away
Choosing themselves over preset ways
of looking at a future that had no room for the
Questions they lived for
Always knew i never could have walked away myself
My self worth was beyond any help
And i didnt care to test it against the rejection i had seen before

But those i loved so much they underwent a change
They're working fourty hours they got caught in the game

Like junkies running dry, the vulnerability
Junkies runnin dry They're always there on time
junkies runnin dry they cant be satisfied like junkies running dry

This wonderful generosity
A third of our lives to do what we please
Doesn't look that great to me
In fact it doesnt even look fair
They call it youthful idealism
And even I would have to agree with them
Except some of us grow up and its still there

But those i loved so much they underwent a change
They're working fourty hours they got caught in the game

junkies running dry, the vulnerability
Junkies runnin dry They're always there on time
junkies runnin dry We cant be satisfied like junkies running dry

I grow up too slow I don't wanna go
I grow up too slow I don't wanna go
I grow up too slow I don't wanna go
I grow up too slow I don't wanna go

But those i loved so much they underwent a change
They're working fourty hours they got caught in the game

But now i'm working just like everyone else
But ill get out of here

junkies running dry, the vulnerability
Junkies runnin dry They're always there on time
junkies runnin dry We cant be satisfied like junkies running dry

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*it's not the ending
its the beginning
the ground is moist and it rained last night
smells like smoke and it smells so clean
the sun is shining down like a freindly white light
here we go again
analyzed the world I was born into
but I could never understand
knew I never wanted to grow up if that meant being a "man"
dominating strict competition is the meaning of our lives
stomping on the weak keeps us the winner of the battle in our minds
tensions in our lives that are attacking our minds
unite themselves together to make our conciousness blind
conditioned to self-interest with emotions locked away
if that's what they call normal i'd rather be insane
relax yourself from giving what you want to do with your life
ease up from giving up things like control of yr own mind
if you never ask any question
then you're never gonna get no answer
always be wondering what do you want
while you keep getting older faster
here we go again
another test of manhood just when you thought youd won
the more we keep competing
the more the battle has just begun

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I'm in this prison you built for you
In this situation I don't know what to do
Can't make a connection, get a reaction
There's this wall and I can't get through
You're dying of some guilt without no words
What did I say, what did I do

Youth hostels I lodged
Kept seeing you as a mirage
Flashes of you were everywhere
Hoboken, New Jersey

I'm in this prison you built for you
In this situation I don't know what to do
Always something makes me think
Things don't have to be so wrong
You put up walls with nothing spoken
In your weakness you're so strong

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never had a reason for the attack
it's impulsive and insane
when I wanna talk sense to you
it's like spitting back at rain
I've come to know that when I first saw you
I should have ran away
I've kicked myself a thousand times
but now its too late

yelling in my ear, you try to control me
yelling in my ear, you look but you don't see
yelling in my ear, yelling in my ear
yelling------ my ear

you got a big mouth are you ever gonna get a clue
youre loud obnoxious when youre gone I still hear you
always spewing shit with you irritating voice
I dont wanna listen but I got no choice

yelling in my ear, you try to control me
yelling in my ear, you look but you don't see
yelling in my ear, yelling in my ear
yelling------ my ear

quit acting like youre nuts, just shut the hell up

yelling in my ear, you try to control me
yelling in my ear, you look but you don't see
yelling in my ear, yelling in my ear
yelling------ my ear

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Sleep long, sleep well
Only to awake in hell

One day I saw a man asleep
In a doorway on the street
Through walls of sheltered inhibition
I perceived his condition.
Dying of hunger, and exposure
Food and shelter, two blocks over.
Within this place we breed and dwell
We've created living hell.

Sleep long, sleep well
Only to awake in hell.

City sleeps and pigeons flutter,
Vagrant dies in the gutter
Prideless death somehow befitting
To life spent working on forgetting.
Riding on the bus, I looked outside and thought about death,
Passing cars the only tribute to his gasping final breath.

Sleep long, sleep well,
Only to awake in hell.

Then I went home, to get my mind off things,
I decided to watch television.
Constant subliminal brain immersion
Subconscious death wish coercion.
Buy and consume and want and need
Never fall from the trap of greed.

I thought about the bitter pain
Of jail cells and falling rain,
I thought ahead and I looked away,
What can you do anyway ?
In sheltered youth and our pretension
Avert our eyes to divert attention
Only to see the human victims
Always there to remind us.

Sleep long, sleep well, Only to awake in hell.

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Expensive vitamin pills and wheat germ on your windowsill
Your schedule's hectic and you've got no time to kill
Earning money and you're spending it the right way
Just in such a rush you dont know if its night or day

5:30 get up, run, run, run
Then you work eight hours slaving under the gun
Your little world's based on lies lies lies
Always rushing but you're never ever satisfied

Healthy body, Sick mind (working overtime)
Healthy body, Sick mind (Too hectic too hectic)
Healthy body, Sick mind (why don't you just survive)
Its just a matter of time sick body sick mind

The money you spend on running shoes could feed me for a week
Your plans are laid so well you can't even sleep
Pursuit of happiness got your life locked up under martial law
You got everything to lose so you're paranoid about some fatal flaw

5:30 get up and you run, run, run
Then you work eight hours slaving underneath the gun
Your little world's based on lies lies lies lies lies lies lies
Always rushing but you're never ever satisfied

Healthy body, Sick mind (working overtime)
Healthy body, Sick mind (Too hectic too hectic)
Healthy body, Sick mind (why don't you just survive)
Its just a matter of time Sick body Sick mind

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