Kowloon Walled City : Gambling on the Richter Scale

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1. ANNANDALE

Ten long years, it's time to admit it
This place has never changed, it all stays the same
Tear down the sellouts, fill the yards with holes
Then walk away

They made it, right
Like birds of prey, dive down where you lay
Did everything feel right?
Can you call this home?

Stale eyes on quiet streets
Wrapped up with iron birds
Contracts and offers, fill the yards with holes
Then walk away

You made it, right
Like birds of prey, dive down where they lay
Did everything feel right?
Can you call this home?


2. DIABETIC FEET

Stuffed, blind and swollen
Never could give up the plastic and trash
Now you'll have to slow down
Without feet you'll finally slow down

You never thought twice
With no information you said
I'm not caught up with facts
You never thought twice

Without feet you'll slow down
Without legs you'll finally starve
Drive, drive, plastic and trash
New, new, you'll finally starve

You never felt guilt
With no information you said
I'm not caught up with facts
You never felt guilt

No legs, no sight
No sight, can't buy eyes


3. CLOCKWORK

Give up your name
Don't look back
Cover your walls with clocks
Weight pulls the pendulum back

You stacked the shelves with all that you know
Teeth to teeth. Hand to hand
We turn like gears and wind down
We're buildings of books that burn to the ground

You're getting old
That's how it goes
We cover our walls with clocks
All the weights connect

I'll stack the shelves with all that i know
Teeth to teeth. Hand to hand
We turn like gears and wind down
We're buildings of books that burn to the ground

Work, work, work. This is how it goes


4. SLEEP DEBT

Grind. Weather the hours
Leave one eye to watch for the light. One to follow
With one eye you'll watch for light. So you know

The days don't stop. They never did
Time won't give time. You won't recover
Leave one eye to watch for the light. One to follow
With one eye you'll watch for light. And you'll know


5. PAPER HOUSES

Glass house glows
Walk up the hill. Weapons rise
You work so hard, so civilized
Work so hard

No in. Feel the wind in your bed
The light shines through
No out. A gun at your head
The light shines through

The glass house glows
Walk up the hill. Weapons rise
You worked so hard, so civilized
Worked so hard


6. GAMBLING ON THE RICHTER SCALE

After years of fear this is finally the day
When the hand hits the ground and it folds like clay
Get on the floor, you can feel it
Cover your head, but you'll still hear it
Fall off the bricks, you never bolted it down like they said

Your money's still good here, you can burn it for heat
Put your best clothes down in the dirt for a place to sleep
Now luxury has new meaning
You buried your head, you only needed comfort and class
But 5 gallons won't last very long, like they said

And we fold like clay
With our homes beneath our knees, we pray
But we fold like dried up clay


7. BONE LOSS

Blood, bone, and skin
Wood rots to pulp
Just another page
Just another lost

Gold, gold, paper and steel
This is all we have
Gold, silver and tin
This is all we have

All built the same
Walls turn to dust
Just another case
Just another lost

Gold, gold, paper and steel
This is all we have
Gold, silver and tin
This is all we have


8. MORE LIKE THE SHIT FACTORY

Lie down for a minute
Still can't go home
Punch out at a quarter to ten, but they need you back by one

Cut lines on the headrest
Get the hookers in the booth
Money's good for anyone who's paying
That's the business

Roll tape. I've seen enough
Roll tape. The dues don't pay

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