1. |
Cameo Crush
03:58
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Cameo Crush
Is it the way, she moves, in the night?
Is it the way she wears her jean jacket, on an august night?
Is it the way she cuts, you like a knife?
And people always told me,
be careful what you do.
Cause I ain’t keepin’ your secrets tonight.
You got a cameo crush on a model from the movies.
Brush off the VHS if you must.
Christy Brinkley’s from the 80’s.
You got a cameo crush on a model in the movies.
Bust out the Beta Tape if you must.
Christy Brinkley was burning up the 80’s.
Is it the way, she moves, in the night?
Is it the way she wears her, aviator shades, in the night?
Is it the way she burns, you like a fire?
And people always told me,
Be careful what you do.
Cause I ain’t keepin’ your secrets tonight.
(Repeat)
You got a cameo crush on a model from the movies.
Brush off the VHS if you must.
Christy Brinkley’s from the 80’s.
You got a cameo crush on a model in the movies.
Bust out the Beta Tape if you must.
Christy Brinkley was burning up the 80’s.
(Repeat)
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2. |
Casino
05:19
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Casino
You’re all in, all in.
You put your money where your mouth is.
You’re all in, all in.
You fold your hand under pressure.
You’re all in, all in.
The casino made you pawn your Gran Torino.
You’re all in, all in.
What goes up, luck falls from the sky.
The casino is no cathedral.
You put your hands on the bible by the hotel bed.
The casino is no cathedral.
You pray to God, but God already knows what you did.
Kings & Queens tell white lies.
When the dealer’s flashing diamonds like a socialite butterfly.
Kings & Queens tell white lies.
When the dealer’s flashing aces, you fold like a mother f*****r.
You’re all in, all in.
You wish walk on water but you’re really drenched in wine
You’re all in, all in.
You fold your hand under pressure.
You’re all in, all in.
The casino made you pawn your Gran Torino.
You’re all in, all in.
What goes up, luck falls from the sky.
The casino is no cathedral.
You put your hands on the bible by the hotel bed.
The casino is no cathedral.
You pray to God, but God already knows what you did.
Kings & Queens tell white lies.
When the dealer’s flashing diamonds like a socialite butterfly.
Kings & Queens tell white lies.
When the dealer’s flashing aces, you fold like a mother f*****r.
(Fleetwod Mac)
Tell me lies, tell me sweet little lies.
Tell me lies, tell me tell me lies.
Oh no I know you can’t disguise.
You can’t disguise, no you can’t disguise.
Tell me lies, tell me sweet little lies.
Kings & Queens tell white lies.
When the dealers flashing diamonds like a socialite butterfly.
Kings & Queens tell white lies.
When the dealer’s flashing aces you fold like a mother f*****r.
White lies…
Only god knows what you did.
(Repeat)
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3. |
Calling Me
04:25
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Calling Me
I heard it’s raining in London,
The clock strikes 12, Midnight.
You grab a cup of coffee,
And watch the rain pass by.
I heard it’s evening in New York,
You grab a taxi to the bar.
The sunset in Chicago,
Is piercing through my rear view mirror.
What will become of this night, for a change?
What will become of our futures?
Dream like the open ocean.
I can take this notion calling me now.
We can take these punches,
Who’s to say we fight for nothing,
Calling me now.
Who’s to say what’s lost and found,
Catch a break on a solid ground.
Calling me now.
Who’s to say what’s up from down.
Catch a break on a solid ground.
What are we fighting for?
The world,
Needs to keep the faith, in people.
I heard it’s snowing in Reno,
The clock strikes 10 til 5.
The sunset in Chicago,
Is piercing through my rear view mirror.
What will become of this night, for a change?
What will become of our futures?
Dream like the open ocean.
I can take this notion calling me now.
We can take these punches,
Who’s to say we fight for nothing,
Calling me now.
Who’s to say what’s lost and found,
Catch a break on a solid ground.
Calling me now.
Who’s to say what’s up from down.
Catch a break on a solid ground.
Dream like the open ocean.
I can take this notion calling me now.
We can take these punches,
Who’s to say we fight for nothing,
Calling me now.
Dream like the open ocean.
I can take this notion calling me now.
We can take these punches,
Who’s to say we fight for nothing,
Calling me now.
Who’s to say what’s lost and found,
Catch a break on a solid ground.
Calling me now.
Who’s to say what’s up from down.
Catch a break on a solid ground.
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4. |
Good Love
03:52
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Good Love
The city lights have burned out.
There’s a war going on in your head.
You slow down.
You gotta speed up to slow down.
There’s a lighthouse in the distance,
A new life across the bridge.
You speed up.
To slow down.
You got a chess game running through your head.
You’ll get what you deserve.
So you speed up.
It’s time to change the world.
Good love,
Hit me with good love.
Good love,
Hit me with good people.
Sitting under the Mahoe,
Just waiting for dayfall.
By the Moneague,
Listenin’ to the redemption song.
Under the Kingston lights.
A cigarette to pass the time.
Another Rasta night.
Another Jah filled sky.
A shadow from a half built moon,
Sheds freedom,
On a land half sure, of:
Good Love,
Hit me with good love.
Good love,
Hit me with good people.
(Repeat)
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5. |
Tidal Wave
04:15
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Tidal Wave
This night is so damn young,
We’ve got a couple more hours of fun,
So take off your halo,
Why don’t we lay low?
How does that martini taste on your lips,
Hot sand with the beach in the background,
Reminds us of love.
We’re in love babe.
But, I drifted in the wrong direction.
I swam accidently to Japan.
I swam to Japan to lay in the sand.
I’ll set you free,
There’s a burning in your heart.
The tidal waves will tear us apart,
Along the coastline.
I’ll set you free,
There’s a burning in your heart.
The yearning will keep us apart,
Below the waistline.
So take off your halo.
Never saw it coming in this tidal wave,
Pushing us around,
This shit don’t come around,
This shit don’t come around.
(This night is so damn young)
(This night is so damn young)
Never saw it coming in this tidal wave,
Pushing us around,
This shit don’t come around,
This shit don’t come around.
(Never saw it coming, never saw it coming around)
(Never saw it coming, never saw it coming around)
But I drifted in the wrong direction.
I swam accidently to Japan.
I swam to Japan and lay in the sand.
I’ll set you free,
There’s a burning in your heart.
The yearning will keep us apart,
Below the waistline.
So take off your halo.
Never saw it coming,
Never saw it coming around.
I’ll set you free,
There’s a burning in your heart.
The tidal waves will tear us apart,
Along the coastline.
I’ll set you free,
There’s a burning in your heart.
The yearning will keep us apart,
Below the waistline.
So take off your halo.
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6. |
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Reagan’s Rancho Del Cielo
Nancy has a secret,
A dirty little secret, secret.
Nancy has a secret,
A dirty little secret, secret.
Shhh….
What would Reagan say?
Over slept in the morning.
What would Reagan do?
Get lost in the moment.
You don’t have to have a jet pack complex,
You can reach Reagan in heaven.
What would Reagan say?
Give us all a warning.
What would Reagan do?
Captivate the nation.
You don’t have to have a jet pack complex,
You can reach Reagan in heaven.
(Reagan) You & I have a rendezvous with destiny.
Underneath the floorboards,
Behind the linen and the grime.
Ronnie hid a locket, that says,
“Call me when you have the time.”
Underneath the floorboards,
In Ronald Reagan’s master bedroom
Ronnie hid a number that says,
“Call me when you have the time.”
Nancy has a secret,
A dirty little secret, secret.
Nancy has a secret,
A dirty little secret, secret.
Shhh….
Ronnie’s actually on the line.
A secret Nancy can’t deny.
What would Reagan say?
40 was a good one.
You don’t have to have a jet pack complex,
You can reach Reagan in heaven.
What would Reagan do?
Standing on the mountain top.
You can’t deny it.
40 was a good one.
(Reagan) Tear down this wall.
Underneath the floorboards,
In Ronald Reagan’s master bedroom
Ronnie hid a number that says,
“Call me when you have the time.”
(Phil Collins)
One More Night (X3)
(Reagan)
I know it’s hard to understand,
But, nothing ends here.
Our hopes and our journey’s continue.
(Operator) Please Stand By…
Underneath the floorboards,
Behind the linen and the grime.
Ronnie hid a locket that says,
“Call me when you have the time.”
Underneath the floorboards,
In Ronald Reagan’s master bedroom
Ronnie hid a number that says,
“Call me when you have the time.”
Ronnie’s actually on the line. (3X)
(Reagan) You & I
(Operator) Umm, will somebody please answer that?
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7. |
Gasoline (Interlude)
02:10
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Gasoline
Love’s like gasoline.
Love’s like gasoline.
Your engine runs on love.
Love’s like gasoline.
Your engine runs on love.
Wake me up, and I’m damn near sleeping.
Open your eyes, it’s more than a feeling.
Love’s like gasoline.
Love’s like gasoline.
Wake me up, and I’m damn near sleeping.
Open your eyes, it’s more than a feeling.
Wake me up, and I’m damn near sleeping.
Open your eyes, it’s more than a feeling.
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8. |
Open Fire
03:04
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Open Fire
When your hands go up.
When your go up, up, up.
When your go up, up, up, up.
Excuse me miss,
It would be remiss of me not to mention.
That shade of lipstick,
Caught my eye, now you’ve got my attention.
I don’t wanna risk this,
being one of those loves,
That we end up missing.
I never could of written this,
So I scrap the words and let my eyes listen in.
When your hands go up.
When your go up, up, up.
Up & away,
Lightin’ up the dance floor,
Cuttin’ a rug like it owes her money.
As I tiptoe in I’m loving,
Every little part of this.
Is it you?
That open fire.
It’s your desire.
Ohh.
That takes us away, love.
Is it you?
That open fire.
It’s your desire.
Ohh.
That takes us away, love.
When your hands go up.
When your go up, up, up.
When your go up, up, up, up.
Find me a drink of water,
I think I’m in love with a fireman’s daughter.
Little miss fire starter.
How’d you really get your name?
Calida,
Your burning me up with your intuition,
Calida,
Show me the fire that I’ve been missing.
When your hands go up.
When your hands go up.
When your go up, up, up, up.
Is it you?
That open fire.
It’s your desire.
Ohh.
That takes us away, love.
Is it you?
That open fire.
It’s your desire.
Ohh.
That takes us away, love.
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9. |
High Fashion
04:08
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High Fashion
(Background)
Let me take you on,
I ain’t got no ground to stand on.
(Main)
You got your hands behind your back.
The devil’s got your arms tied up.
The camera flash and the lights.
Does this make you beautiful?
High Fashion,
I’ll catch you down the runaway.
Your adventure,
Is a casual, mistake.
High Fashion,
Rabbit down the runaway.
Your adventure,
Is a casual, mistake.
Your heart sputters like a heart attack.
You reach out for a lifeline.
You got caught in a paradigm.
Does this make you beautiful?
High Fashion,
I’ll catch you down the runaway.
Your adventure,
Is a casual, mistake.
High Fashion,
Rabbit down the runaway.
Your adventure,
Is a casual, mistake.
You got your hands behind your back.
High Fashion,
I’ll catch you down the runaway.
Your adventure,
Is a casual, mistake.
High Fashion,
Rabbit down the runaway.
Your adventure,
Is a casual, mistake
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10. |
Call the Adapter
04:01
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Call the Adapter
You’ve got an intuition,
Melting right through the snow.
We’ve got an infatuation,
Burning right through our bones.
You’d survive any situation,
Bright light silhouettes.
We can live anyway we want,
Burning right through our chests.
If you wanna be there, by the sun,
Waiting for my touch,
We can melt against the moon.
Do you wanna be here, by the sun,
Waiting for my touch,
We can melt against the moon.
Eyes wide open like silhouettes,
On a storm filled night,
When lightening strikes and you,
Call, the Adapter.
You plug yourself in, to give yourself energy.
Eyes wide open like silhouettes,
On a storm filled night,
When lightening strikes and you,
Call, the Adapter.
You plug yourself in, to give yourself energy.
If you wanna be there, by the sun,
Waiting for my touch,
We can melt against the moon.
Do you wanna be here, by the sun,
Waiting for my touch,
We can melt against the moon.
Eyes wide open like silhouettes,
On a storm filled night,
When lightening strikes and you,
Call, the Adapter.
You plug yourself in, to give yourself energy.
(Eyes Wide Open…)
Eyes wide open like silhouettes,
On a storm filled night,
When lightening strikes and you,
Call, the Adapter.
You plug yourself in, to give yourself energy.
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11. |
Payback's a B___h
03:40
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Payback’s a B***H
Monday morning came early,
We spent all weekend vibing,
Combining and comparing lives.
Looking for a revelation,
Two-way conversation,
Trying to get lighting to strike twice.
Now you’re trying to leave,
Cause the weight of the world,
Is feeling, heavy.
Turing you colder,
Feeling a bit bolder,
Making you everything,
You never wanted to,
Be now I might run away,
Somehow’ve uncovered a new way to be ashamed.
The reason that I walked away.
This is the bed that you’ve made,
Now your gonna lay in it,
Feeling like shit, cause,
The payback’s a bitch
In the backyards,
In the alleys,
On the street,
The payback’s a bitch, bitch.
In the backyards,
In the alleys,
On the street,
The payback’s a bitch (X5)
In the backyards,
In the alleys,
On the street,
The payback’s a bitch.
On the playground,
Going downtown,
In the heat, on the backstreets.
Hold up,
I’m gonna tell you, save it for later.
This ain’t no typical conversation,
Decidin’ when we’re driving downtown.
You’d always be around.
Now I sit around basement halls,
And breathing rooms,
And all the seasons are fallin’ apart,
Was this shit always my fault?
It wasn’t supposed to be this way,
Waiting on the day for the day to sway,
How many times did you ask me to stay, for just a little while?
Giving all I got,
What I got won’t give.
I rather be the first to admit.
I never really wanted this situation in first place.
You keep taking me to places
I don’t wanna go.
You wanna be the main event,
I was just your side-show.
Now your’re standing all alone
There’s no goin’ back
You hate to admit it now
The payback’s a bitch.
In the backyards,
In the alleys,
On the street,
The payback’s a bitch, bitch.
In the backyards,
In the alleys,
On the street,
The payback’s a bitch (X4)
In the backyards,
In the alleys,
On the street,
The payback’s a bitch.
On the playground,
Going downtown,
In the heat, on the backstreets.
In the backyards,
In the alleys,
On the street,
The payback’s a bitch, bitch.
In the backyards,
In the alleys,
On the street,
The payback’s a bitch.
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12. |
40 Floors
03:32
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40 Floors
Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me,
With your busted fin,
Will you breathe life again?
You rip through late night concrete,
Just to live again.
When it rains,
It drips Gasoline.
There’s a ghost in the elevator.
There’s a ghost… rising.
40 floors closer to the sun, to the sun.
40 floors closer to the sun.
(Tell me I’m not crazy)
40 floors closer to the sun, to the sun.
40 floors closer to the sun.
There’s a rival empire, between us.
Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me,
With your busted lip,
Will you fight back again?
You set your aim on Wall Street
To cheat the bull again.
When it rains,
It sprays Gasoline.
We’re the ghost in the elevator.
We’re the ghost… rising.
40 floors closer to the sun, to the sun.
40 floors closer to the sun.
(Tell me I’m not crazy)
40 floors closer to the sun, to the sun.
40 floors closer to the sun.
There’s a rival empire, between us.
40 floors closer to the sun, to the sun.
40 floors closer to the sun.
40 floors closer to the sun, to the sun.
40 floors closer to the sun.
(Tell me I’m not crazy)
40 floors closer to the sun.
40 floors closer to the sun, to the sun.
There’s a rival empire…
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13. |
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Calling Me
I heard it’s raining in London,
The clock strikes 12, Midnight.
You grab a cup of coffee,
And watch the rain pass by.
I heard it’s evening in New York,
You grab a taxi to the bar.
The sunset in Chicago,
Is piercing through my rear view mirror.
What will become of this night, for a change?
What will become of our futures?
Dream like the open ocean.
I can take this notion calling me now.
We can take these punches,
Who’s to say we fight for nothing,
Calling me now.
Who’s to say what’s lost and found,
Catch a break on a solid ground.
Calling me now.
Who’s to say what’s up from down.
Catch a break on a solid ground.
What are we fighting for?
The world,
Needs to keep the faith, in people.
I heard it’s snowing in Reno,
The clock strikes 10 til 5.
The sunset in Chicago,
Is piercing through my rear view mirror.
What will become of this night, for a change?
What will become of our futures?
Dream like the open ocean.
I can take this notion calling me now.
We can take these punches,
Who’s to say we fight for nothing,
Calling me now.
Who’s to say what’s lost and found,
Catch a break on a solid ground.
Calling me now.
Who’s to say what’s up from down.
Catch a break on a solid ground.
Dream like the open ocean.
I can take this notion calling me now.
We can take these punches,
Who’s to say we fight for nothing,
Calling me now.
Dream like the open ocean.
I can take this notion calling me now.
We can take these punches,
Who’s to say we fight for nothing,
Calling me now.
Who’s to say what’s lost and found,
Catch a break on a solid ground.
Calling me now.
Who’s to say what’s up from down.
Catch a break on a solid ground.
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Rival Empire Chicago, Illinois
Chicago, IL
Alternative Pop/Rock, Synthpop, Electronic Dance Rock, New
Wave
Steve Rivera - (Riv) is the Composer, Producer, Engineer, and Secondary Lyricist / Vocalist.
Matt Koliopoulos - (MFK) is the Primary Lyricist, Vocalist, and Rock Star
Tim Franz - (Frantana) is the Guitar Hero
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