Apocalyptic Ballads
by Ready, Steady... Torpedo!
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Jeremiah's Lament
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Meltdown
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Room on Fire
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1,000 Dreams
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Corporate Bladder
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Disarm
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credits
released 16 August 2011
Jon Busch - Guitar/Lead Vocals
Graham Messier - Drums
Paul Howard - Guitar
Jay Barker - Bass
Jon Busch - Guitar/Lead Vocals
Graham Messier - Drums
Paul Howard - Guitar
Jay Barker - Bass
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- Track Name: Jeremiah's Lament
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Oh Lord, Oh Lord
How long will the righteous suffer?
Oh Lord, Oh Lord
How long will the wicked prosper?
Oh Lord, Oh Lord
How long will you turn your face away?
Oh Lord, Oh Lord
When will you hear your people pray?
I read the paper every morning and I sit back and wonder
how this whole damn world can be so cruel.
I see the lies, the war, the famine and the hunger,
and I wonder oh God, where are you? where are you?
WHOA-OH-OH-OH
I am surrounded by savages
I am mocked in the courts of fools
I am surrounded by evil men
and I wonder oh God, where are you? where are you?
WHOA-OH-OH-OH - Track Name: Meltdown
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Meltdown, gonna have a meltdown
Staring at these barren walls
Meltdown, gonna have a meltdown
It don't make no sense at all
Meltdown, go ahead and meltdown
This ain't the way it was supposed to be
Meltdown, go ahead and meltdown
You've got the chance to be free
CHORUS
I don't wanna live in your world
But it's the only one I know
I don't wanna live in your world
Got no place else to go
Meltdown, gonna have a meltdown
Staring at your TV shows
Meltdown, gonna have a meltdown
Doesn't look like anyone you know
Meltdown, go ahead and meltdown
They try to tell you what to dream
Meltdown, go ahead and meltdown
That ain't my reality - Track Name: Sinners in the Hands of an Angry God
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There's a preacher with fire in his eyes
he’s screamin’, "Sinners in the hands of an angry God"
There's a voice in the wilderness crying
"Make straight the way of the Lord"
There's a man on TV and he's talking ‘bout
they're trying to take away our traditional values
There's a man in a bar with a pint saying,
“I got your values right here.”
Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh yeah, Oh yeah
Oh yeah, Oh No, Oh yeah
There's a preacher with fire in his eyes
screaming, "Sinners in the hands of an angry God."
He says you can be free from your sins
just send a check to the address below
You say you've stored up your treasure in heaven
but can you drive your SUV through the eye of a needle?
You believe everyone should be free
but everyone looks just like you.
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah.
Oh yeah, uh-huh, WOOO!!
There's a preacher with fire in his eyes
he’s screamin’, "Sinners in the hands of an angry God"
There's a voice in the wilderness crying
"Make straight the way of the Lord"
There's a preacher with fire in his eyes
he’s screamin’, "Sinners in the hands of an angry God"
There's a voice in the wilderness crying
"Make straight the way of the Lord" - Track Name: Room on Fire
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There’s a devil in my room tonight
Hear him whispering by my side
And I know that the room’s on fire
But I know that I’m paralyzed
If the Lord takes me tonight
At least I could say I tried
I’ll see you on the other side
Whoah Whoah Whoah-oh-oh-oh
And if the Lord takes me tonight
I’d smile as I waved goodbye
I’ll see you on the other side
Whoah Whoah Whoah-oh-oh-oh
There’s a devil in my room tonight
Hear him whispering by my side
He says it’s easier not to try
He tellin’ me to give up the fight
Don’t call it a suicide
It’s a murder of the mind
At least you can say you tried
Whoah Whoah Whoah-oh-oh-oh
And if the Devil takes me tonight
I’d smile as he raised the knife
At least I put up a fight
Whoah Whoah Whoah-oh-oh-oh
There’s a devil in my room tonight
Hear him whispering by my side
And I know that I’m paralyzed
And I know that the room’s on fire
And if the Lord takes me tonight
I’d smile as I waved goodbye
See you on the other side
Whoah Whoah Whoah-oh-oh-oh
And if the Devil takes me tonight
I’d smile as he raised the knife
At least I put up a fight
Whoah Whoah Whoah-oh-oh-oh - Track Name: 1,000 Dreams
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You took 1000 dreams
and you watched them fade
said, "I gotta follow my heart,
but I gotta get paid."
You took 1000 dreams
and you watched them burn
said, "You sure got a lot of heart, kid,
but a lot to learn."
CHORUS
I gotta look in the mirror
every single day
I gotta live with myself
I gotta look in the mirror
tell me it's okay
You did the best you could.
You took 1000 dreams
And watched them run
Said you’ve gotta get it together
You’ve had your fun
You took 1000 dreams
And you watched them sink
Said you sure got a lot of heart, kid
But now it’s time to think - Track Name: Liquid Courage
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When you’re walking under big city lights
Kid you’re going far
Just another waste of Hollywood, California
One more undiscovered star
CHORUS
One whiskey, for courage
One whiskey, calm your fear
One whiskey, take away the pain
That’s why the good Lord put it here
When you’re wondering who your God really is
Who your friends really are
And you’re sick of all the pushers and the ‘prophets’
Belly up to the bar - Track Name: Corporate Bladder
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Hey there, We’re the believers
We’re the achievers
We pull our bootstraps up around your neck
Give you a job and
Give you some money
We’ll give you just enough so you’re not a threat
We’ll get you hungry
We’ll show you shiny things
Up on the glow of your TV screen
We’ll help you buy stuff
You can just owe us
Until your nightmare’s our American Dream
Hey there, We’re the believers
We’re the achievers
We pull our bootstraps up around your neck
You can’t ignore us
You can work for us
We’ll give you just enough so you’re not a threat
We’ll get you hungry
We’ll show you shiny things
Up in the pages of your magazines
You go from payin’ rent
To a white picket fence
Until your nightmare’s our American Dream
CHORUS
Whoa Oooooh Ooooh
With dollar signs in their eyes
Whoa Oooooh Ooooh
They stab you in the back
Whoa Oooooh Ooooh
With dollar signs in their eyes
Whoa Oooooh Ooooh
They stab you in the back
