Shock Radar: "Purified" Lyrics

I see it all like machinery
in to the glow of my gravity
If I should fall to the floor
Ya pick me up, I scatter for more

Meet me
the bagman's gone and I lost the relief
Save me
the world I loved is in my TV
Are you watching me?
-or am I one of the people you need?

I see it all like pure LSD
And I don’t want to kill my disease
If I should fall to the floor
You pick me up when I’m begging for more

Meet me
the bag is purified with powder and tea
Oh, you’ve tried?
fixing holes all over your life
Shake me
round and round and over the trees
Naked lights
surround your scene with positive genes.

Shock Radar: "Trained By Ghosts" Lyrics (AKA Make it last like the Beatles and Stones)

Make it last like the Beatles and Stones, Make it last like the Kinks and Stones
Crashed through a bag, My arms go cold
That's where the cash goes.

All by design.. side by side.. Rock Headstones made of Gold.

Make it fly like Lucy in the Sky, Make a martyr from day to night
Blow up the band, your favorite tones
That's where the money will go.

Hey, Can you see my Ghost? Hold Steady..
Do you smoke with the Lord? The high's heavy.

Make it work, like the Beatles and Stones, Make it stand like the Kinks and Stones
Light up the trash at a factory site, Make em watch till the dead of the night

Hey, Can you see my Ghost? Hold Steady..
Do you smoke with the Lord? The High is Heavy.

Shock Radar: "Two Lane Blacktop" Lyrics

I got a feeling I'm around the disease and the road's got the better of me
Be wise on the way to your tolls, you got to crash for the night, then keep goin

Straight... on a demented highway
Straight... down the demented highway

I see a vanishing point in the trees, a swerving two lane blacktop on speed
The competition go for the ride, the American dream in the night
I got a engine on the way to the throne, and the carburetor's burnt to the street

Straight... on a demented highway
Straight... down the demented highway

Shock Radar: "Wishing on a Wooden Star" Lyrics

I can’t find the meaning.. for I am much too late
to complicate the mission, to lie for my mistakes
and I still look for reason in pain and sorrow
I can’t tell the difference between your type and town

Make it in America.............still wishing on...

Way back in the distant lines of my mistakes
Severed any connections, to the way I made my take
I never had no reason to fall back on a job
cause I finished in 1st place wishing on a wooden star

Make it in America
Wasted in America
Made in America..............wishing on...

Call back on the weekend.. a meeting at the old estate
Another wild friday or make those same mistakes
but I still got opinions, and I still stay up late
drink until the morning.. I was made this way

Make it in America
Wasted in America
Made in America................wishing on...

Shock Radar: "Wall of Sound" Lyrics

click your heels and we go, go, go
to the liquor store for more mezcal
to the ball on the north shore
silver shoes, white coat..

makin miracles for gold, gold, gold
pick your disco in a slideshow-
of collectables in gold, gold, gold
it’s a mystery you don’t don’t don’t

Burn down the wall of noise.. and fall through the ground
Break it down like chemicals you loved
Everything you moved around, comes back around
Tear down the wall of sound you loved

its the club for the high end clientele
heavy audio for most of the night until-
the afterparty, X... with a nightingale
It’s a mystery you don’t don’t don’t..

Burn down the wall of noise.. and fall through the ground
Break it down like chemicals you loved
Everything you moved around, comes back around
Tear down the wall of sound you loved