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Imagine Weezer crossed with Incubus and Sugar Ray, made just for radio and you've got The Flow.
There's so much going on within each of the songs … which are warm, thoughtful and very hummable … that it is easy to fall in and become absorbed. There's no doubting frontman Aaron Berkson's talent. I will bet that this lot blows up to become one of the biggest bands in America during 2002. ...
[Punktastic]
The Flow … playing everything from guitars to turntables to slidewhistles … has a sound uniquely complex and eclectic. They are likely to hit major success as their harmonies and talents are vast. At the heart of their sound is a strong understanding of American rock and how it tingles the soul. [Massive] |
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Listen for "Written All Over" on recurring episodes of this season's Real World: Las Vegas! |
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1. 
"Disposable Hero" (4:12) - a great, catchy pop song with a Beatles-esque
feel. lyrics2.
"Dada" (3:34) - Use of the turntable gives it an Incubus vibe.
lyrics3.
"Grey" (2:24) - Easy ballad for a grey day, warm strings and a high hat give it
a silver lining. lyrics4.
"Boy" (3:30) - A Crowded House feeling tune, proves frontman Aaron B. can sing.
lyrics5.
"Slidewhistle Interlude" (:22) ... Hey! I didn't know a Slidewhistle
could go there. 6.
"Written All Over" (3:06) – Acoustic trip-hop blend of jazz, blues, punk, and a touch
of Emo. lyrics
7.
"Doctor Tomorrow"
(3:30) – A trippy rockin’ look at cult leaders everywhere.
lyrics
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"Blue Helmets" (3:25) – Reminiscent of REM, a tale of battles in the past or
future. lyrics
9.
"Take Me Away" (3:12) - A sweet James Taylor-esque tune to crank on the way to the beach.
lyrics
10.
"O Li Le" (1:30) - Primitive instrumental based on traditional Mauritian
rhythms. 11.
"You Can Hear It" (3:28) – Strings & electric guitar color this uplifting song of hope.
lyrics
12.
"Ode To Michael Jordan" (2:44) – Tribute to a modern day hero a'la Paul
Simon. lyrics LYRICS DISPOSABLE
HERO - Well you, you think you
got it made, But it's one big charade, And soon you'll find that you,
don't really mean a thing, You're a puppet on a string, At the end of the
line. 'Cause you're just one more disposable hero, One more
disposable hero, One more disposable hero, When you're gone, Where're you
gonna go ... Well you, you're standin' on the hill, You think you know my
will, But soon you'll find, That no, no matter what you steal, Or who you
rape or kill, It's twilight time. 'Cause you're just one more
disposable hero, One more disposable hero, One more disposable hero, When
you're gone, Where're you gonna go ... Did you really think you
wouldn't have to give, After all that you've taken, Soon you're really
gonna have to learn to live, Without the people you been breakin' without
that grin that you've been fakin'. Well I, I feel half dead, I'm
trapped here in my head, But soon I'll find, That one, one thing I can't
express, I haven't found it yet, But I'll get by. Guess I'm just one
more disposable hero, One more disposable hero, One more disposable hero,
When I'm gone, Wonder where I'm gonna go ... |
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Lend your ears while I lend my lips my tongue does trip, Feel the frenzy flip with my flesh bone marrow in your funny honey dip, Well you hold it in you hands but your fingers start to slip, oh yeah... White bread well read brain dead boy singing mama won't you buy me a brand new toy, If the clock ticks true then it's all the same, 'Cause that green eyed glory girl's calling my name. And she say Dada dada... singing give it all away, give it all away. With your guns and your drums and your drums and your guns, Johnny you hardly know, What you gonna do when the dread day comes bitter fruit from the seeds you sow? King Chief in the jungle fig leaf forest servant to the sun sacrifice he should, He been colonized victimized anglicized baptized, Do you ever wonder if it done him good, And he say Dada dada... singing give it all away, give it all away. Look at all of the believers that don't know what they believe in, Look it take a look they took a look and now they're leaving, Lord won't you show me the way to get back home, Selling your superstition no meaning in you mission you're just another clone, Well here's a clue man it's my myth too man, Why can't you just leave me alone. And the Lord said Dada dada... singing give it all away, give it all away... |
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GREY
Lately, I've been wondering if you hear me, Seems that every word I say slips away fading into the grey and empty. I know, that you hold the heavy head now, But it didn't have to be lift your eyes up and see all before you somehow. Do I have to name it for you every day and night, Every thing goes falling so low you don't have the right, You cried but you hadn't any reason, Everything you felt was just your soul a squeezin' in. Spun to, to the liquor of your laughter, But it quickly slipped away when the bright light of day came the morning after. Do I have to paint it for you every day and night, Long been breakin' overtaken you don't have the right... Lately, I've been wondering if you hear me, Seems that every work I say slips away fading into the grey and empty. I know, that you hold the heavy head now, But it don't have to be see all before you somehow. |
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BOY
Come up on line, It's closing time, You said you'd never fall you'd start it all new, But boy you do... Come up my bride, You never lied to me, You said you'd never have to be the one to choose, But boy you do... Come up on line, It's closing time, You said you'd never have to change you point of view, But boy you do... Come up on line, It's closing time, You said you'd never fall you'd start it all new, But boy... |
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WRITTEN
ALL OVER My, my, my you don't know what you do to me, Whe, why, why I feel you looking right through me. It's on the tip of tongue, the words are forged and flung, They tumble down through the blue. It's in your flesh and bone, lonely but not alone, It's written all over you, Oh yeah... Girl, girl, girl you know not where you are going, In this world the feeling is ever flowing. It's in the bending blade, for all's already made, It matters not what you do. It's in your head and heart, but can you play the part, It's written all over you, Oh yeah... My, my, my again sin has succeeded, Why, why, why I want what I never needed. It's on the tip of tongue, the words are forged and flung, The tumble down through the blue, It's in you flesh and bone, lonely but not alone, It's written all over you, Oh yeah... written all over, written all over... |
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DOCTOR
TOMORROW He is the beginning and the end, When you're in need he'll be your only friend, Anywhere you want to go, he'll take you there, Doctor Tomorrow... Can you hear the morning when it calls, When you're trapped in rooms that don't have any walls, Everything you need to show, he's well aware, Doctor Tomorrow... Mechanical flowers beckon from the sky, The last day don't need to wonder why. Anyone you want to be, she'll make it so, Doctor Tomorrow... He is the beginning and the end, When you're in need he'll be you only friend, Anywhere you want to go, he'll take you there, Doctor Tomorrow... |
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BLUE
HELMETS March through the rain said the captain to flank number nine, Ready your weapons they shall not escape us this time, But the enemy feared not a man through the clear and they shed not a tear for the weak. So send in all of the boys in blue helmets, Send in the seventh brigade, Send in all of the boys in blue helmets, We'll show them of what we are made. The diplomats sat round the table to strengthen their stance, Though they all knew well that they'd already missed their only chance, Though their fists all came down with a terrible sound nowhere to be found was the way. So send in all of the boys in blue helmets, Send in the seventh brigade, Send in all of the boys in blue helmets, We'll show them of what we are made. Not a thing seems to slaughter the green monster's daughter, That mocks the sweet meat of its prey, No bullet can pierce its thick hide or darken its day, But the time will arrive when the dead come alive and the light will shine clear as the day. So send in all of the boys in blue helmets, Send in the seventh brigade, Send in all of the boys in blue helmets, We'll show them of what we are made. So send in all of the boys in blue helmets, Send in the seventh brigade, Send in all of the boys in blue helmets, We'll show them of what we are made. |
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TAKE ME AWAY (Péyrèbère) There's a peaceful place in the middle of the ocean, On the northern side of an island that was named for prince Maurice, And everything seems still there while the water whirls in motion, Péyrèbère, the milk white sand beneath my feet. So take me away, take me away, take me away, to Péyrèbère. Take me away, take me away, take me away, to Péyrèbère. Take me... There she was dancin' in an indigo pareo To a simple song of days foregond there was sunshine in her smile, Smell the smoke of incense burning in the saffron yellow temple, You can gather the idea, she is nature's favorite child. So take me away, take me away, take me away, to Péyrèbère. Take me away, take me away, take me away, to Péyrèbère. Take me there, take me there, Rest my head on coral bed, Billows break upon the shore, Wade through deep blue whisperin' water and wait a while. For what's in store, for... There are eyes of brown that say the sun is sinking in the ocean, To the twirl of flowered flirtin' skirts beneath the pale moon light, And they gather 'round the bonfire while they whirl their waists in motion, Say the gentle strum and beating drum, gonna have some fun tonight. So take me away, take me away, take me away, to Péyrèbère. Take me away, take me away, take me away, to Péyrèbère. Take me there, take me there, take me there. |
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YOU CAN HEAR IT They say, all's lost, The line's been crossed. That this world is fake, But dreams awake. And you can hear it, you can hear it, you can hear it, you will find, You can hear it, if you open up your mind. They say, now son, It's all been done. Blood tide, let loose, So what's the use. But you can hear it, you can hear it, you can hear it, you will find. You can hear it, you can hear it, if you open up, yes just open up your mind... They say all's lost, The line's been crossed. That this world is wrong, But I have a song. And you can hear it, you can hear it, you can hear it, you will find, You can hear it, you can hear it, When you open up, yes just open up your mind... |
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ODE TO MICHAEL JORDAN I wanna be Michael Jordan, I wanna see my name in lights, I wanna be Michael Jordan, I wanna feel like everything's alright. I wanna live in a TV commercial, I just wanna smile and say my line, I wanna live in a TV commercial, And have no consquences and perfect peace of mind. I wanna fly across the Jordan, And I wanna see the promised land, Well maybe it don't matter, but somehow it seems important, I wanna be Galileo's man. I wanna be Michael Jordan, I wanna see my name in lights, I wanna be Michael Jordan, May then I'd feel like everything's alright. Everything's alright, everything's alright. Alright, alright, alright, alright... |
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