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PostSubject: Oppenheimer s/t Lyrics   Sun Nov 11, 2007 3:09 pm

All lyrics by Oppenheimer.

01 - This Is Not A Test

Twenty-five floors up, twenty-five floors down
Until we hit the ground.
Take the stairs, take the elevator where,
Itís time to make the cut.
An adventurous boy, youíre an adventurous girl
Lets get our minds made up.

This ainít the way to get the trouble started
Pre-empt the move to leave you broken hearted
This ainít the way, this ainít the way.

Unconventional means, non-emotional days
They represent your love.
Some people might say, some people like me might say
That itís never enough.


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02. This Is A Test

This is a test to register Iím a mess.
I know Iíve even been blessed, by a god above who hasnít had enough.

But hey, thereís a way that they can make us take a bar Las Vegas
So where to go? Thereís no disco in bop dead ĎFrisco
But hey, thereís a way in LA.

This is a test to choose from disco or death
I know Iíve even been blessed, by a god above who knows itís had enough.

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03. Breakfast In NYC

Summerís in your heart and I know that youíre staying
Taking a ride, but it feels like weíre paying
For the madness that occurred with a ticket to good times
Hunter promised this, but he wasnít ready for the

First time, standing with my friends in the bright light
Saw you going crazy on the dance floor
Iíve taken one already but I want more
This time I wanna feel it.

Breakfast in New York and I know that weíre dreaming.
Drunken conversations and the things we were scheming.
To get out of this town and take a trip underground how,
Bateman promised this, but he wasnít ready for the

First time, standing with my friends in the bright light
Saw you going crazy on the dance floor
Iíve taken one already but I want more
This time Iím gonna feel it.

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04. Ok Lets Take This Outside

Ok lets take this outside
Floating ourselves the night
Just cause you say this it donít make it right
Youíve been bad

Armed with these looks and the quotes that you took from your favourite books
Theyíre just me.

Watching this structure breakdown
Collapsing towards the ground
Gravity wins but it donít make a sound

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05. My Son The Astronaut


Only when your heart is, only when your heart is
Bullet proof, bullet proof. You know youíll be
Handling the punches, handling the punches
Quietly, quietly I know you were
Influenced by movies, influenced by movies
Watching this, watching this, is taking you to
Thinking this is real when, thinking this is real when
Happiness, happiness is all you know.

I should listen to the broadcast.

Isolation makes this, isolation makes this
Incomplete, incomplete, I believe in
Desperation when you, desperation when you
Contemplate, contemplate, that life has got you
Thinking this is real when, thinking this in real when
Loneliness, loneliness is all you know.

I should listen to the broadcast.

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06. When I Close My Eyes I Fall In Love

Iíll play a character thatís written in which I must fall
Down into the silent pillow.
My will alone canít change your tone.

Play something, be someone who
Says something, is someone true.

Iíll say a little word thatís tragic
That distils it all,
Down into this final moment.

Play something, be someone who
Says something, is someone true.

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07. Allen Died, April Five

Iím not the one to believe
You were too afraid to meet
In 1993
Coming close to Christmas Eve.

IN the case of you and me
I think we found it hard to repeat
Going back back to Ď03
At the end of Christmas Eve.

In 19 Camden Street
Where the Jump Boys used to meet
It was there he took his seat
The epic tone of beat.

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08. Nine Words


Nine words in, ink on skin
Justification of the choice you made then
Nine words on, pages torn
Clarification of the choice you made then.

Come on you know your heartís still beating
Always when youíre felling
Strung out recalling eyes first meeting
Always when youíre dreaming.

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09. M.O.


Circles and Iím watching the sparks
Youíre traveling into the dark
The night you swore your heart nearly bled
I saw a part of you thatís already dead.

Iíve heard places and times theyíve got their own M.O.
Tear the surface letís go looking below.
Iíve heard faces and signs theyíve got their own M.O.
Hiding secrets they donít want you to know.

Circles in the centre ainít there
Seeing messages from wide open stares
Red appears and youíre walking in you
Sheís got a cousin that reminds me of you.


Reflections on a fictional mind
Stranger nights with her by my side
Circles split and youíre making your mark
Youíre traveling into the dark

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10. Don't Call Me.
Music and Lyrics by Tom McShane!
www.tommcshane.co.uk

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11. Time Loss/Gain

Take off after many delays,
Scientific observational ways
With time loss time gain
Maps change but the colours remain the same.

New York city streets.
L. A. city streets.
London city streets
Belfast city streets.

Stare downs on this kind of Velvet underground put aside
These petty concerns and the fact youíll never learn
People change but the faces remain the same on

New York city streets.
L. A. city streets.
London city streets
Belfast city streets.


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12. Orchid
Music By Oppenheimer
Lyrics by Tim Wheeler
www.ash-official.com

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13. Saturday Looks Bad To Me.

When the cityís asleep you want to go up to the subway to make your way downtown
Friends that you know they are searching for this band who write songs about girlfriends.

Pop pop music you know youíre gonna lose it soon,
Because Saturday nights are over just before I look.
Rock rock music you know youíre gonna cruise it soon
Because Saturday nights are over just before I look.

When the cityís awake you wanna go down to the subway to make your way uptown.
Friends that you they are writing for this girl that has books about boyfriends.

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14. This Kiss When


Playing Russian Roulette.
I will fear I will regret.
Put it back in the sky.
Clearly high states of mind.

What now has passed it will never return.

Anodyne hands of mine, they will tremble with fear

When you rewind the dream
You will get to the scene.
You said lets put it pause.
Itís all effect and cause .

Erase the past it will never return.

Anodyne hands of mine, they will trace all these tears.

Feeling people in clouds.
Damn it we want it loud.
Hit Ctrl/Alt/Delete.
I think weíre losing the beat.

Anodyne lips of mine, the sparks fall from the sky.
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