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Half Life

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1.
Want you notice you’re losing focus They mean to choke us It could be wrong alright We live together in life to sever We don’t know whether It could be wrong alright Lately I’ve learned to watch my back Look out the window and I see a ghostly face No eyes, no lips, no skin at all Just a secret stirred in and out of space So we can talk about some gangstaship But violence never changes it It only rearranges it, deranges it It's dangerous I know World's getting fatter on baby batter So what’s the matter? It could be wrong alright Shall I continue the beast within you? What a week we’ve been through It could be wrong alright Lately I’ve learned to watch my back Look out the window and I see a ghostly face No eyes, no lips, no skin at all Just a puff of smoke in an empty space So we can talk about some gangstaship But violence never changes it It only rearranges it, deranges it It's dangerous I know (Dangerous I know) We can talk about some gangstaship But violence never changes it It only rearranges it, deranges it It's dangerous We can talk about some gangstaship Violence never changes it It only rearranges it, deranges it Well it's dangerous I know Lately I’ve learned to watch my back Look out the window and I see a ghostly face No eyes, no lips, no skin at all Just a secret stirred in and out of space So we can talk about some gangstaship But violence never changes it It only rearranges it, deranges it It's dangerous I know (Well it's dangerous) Lately I’ve learned to watch my back Look out the window and I see a ghostly face No eyes, no lips, no skin at all Just a secret stirred in and out of space So we can talk about some gangstaship But violence never changes it It only rearranges it, deranges it Well it's dangerous I know
2.
I do what you want me to do I say what you want me to say I smile when you give me the cue I play what you want me to play Don’t give up, it’s a quarter past three, well I’m just scared I’ll die before I can be free Well, well, well… So how come the road never clears? How come it’s always so cold? I guess there’s no way out of here, well Unless I reshape to your mold Don’t give up, it’s a quarter past three, well I’m just scared I’ll die before I can be free Paint by number Obey all posted signs Am I so out of touch To wanna let my darkness shine? I’m gonna let it shine, hey Let’s take it down another notch Dim all my brightest ideas Just a little snip to the crotch, now watch That ought to set you at ease Don’t give up, it’s a quarter past three I’m just scared I’ll die before I can be free, well Paint by number Obey all posted signs Am I so out of touch To wanna let my darkness shine? I’m gonna let it shine, babe Oh, paint by number Obey all posted signs Am I so out of touch To wanna let my darkness shine? Paint by number Obey all posted signs, yea Am I so out of touch To wanna let my darkness shine? Aw, here it comes!
3.
Looking in the mirror do you find You can see the road you've left behind Almost to the point of no return You can feel the fire start to burn I believe in chanting what you start You get the body, play the part Almost to the point of no return Yeah, you can feel the fire start to burn All those pretty pictures in your head Of a life you thought was better dead than alive Put a bullet in your soul But I don’t do that no more You got to do just what you must Before your body turn to dust (Got to do just what you must before your body...) You got to do just what you must Before your body turn to dust You got to do just what you must Before your body turn to dust I believe the time has come to stop You can tell me now you never dropped Almost to the point of no return You can feel the fire start to burn All those pretty pictures in your head Of a life you thought was better dead than alive Put a bullet in your soul, yeah But I don’t do that no more, no You got to do just what you must Before your body turn to dust (Got to do just what you must before your body...) You got to do just what you must Before your body turn to dust You got to do just what you must Before your body turn to dust All those pretty pictures in your head Of a life you thought was better dead than alive Put a bullet in your soul, yeah But I don’t do that no more, no more, no You got to do just what you must Before your body turn to dust (Got to do just what you must before your body...) You got to do just what you must Before your body turn to dust You got to do just what you must Before your body turn to dust (You got to) Just what you must (You got to) Body turn to dust (You got to) Just what you must Body turn to dust (You got to) Just what you must (You got to) Your body turn to dust (You got to) Oh, yeah Body turn to dust (You got to) Oh, yeah, yeah (You got to) Body turn to dust Body turn to dust (You got to, you got to, you got to) Body turn to dust Oh yeah, yeah Body turn to dust
4.
He can’t get in, he can’t get out He starts to spin, he rounds about So you’re leaving town Watch you turn the bend But the earth is round You’ll come back again The name of us is this, my love We gotta get out of here Methinks the end is near, strange We gotta get out of here, whoah Methinks the end is near The name of us is this: broadway alien The game is to exist because we can The name of us is this: the alien You know the game is to exist at all, my love Domicile, but the truth remains She picks apart my brains Oh so strange We gotta get out of here, whoah Methinks the end is near The name of us is this: broadway alien You know the game is to exist because we can The name of us is this: the alien You know the game is to exist at all, my love Wake up Let’s get out of here Methinks the end is near The name of us is this: broadway alien You know the game is to exist because we can The name of us is this: the alien You know the game is to exist at all, my love My love My love My love The name of us is this: the alien You know the game is to exist at all, my love
5.
Did you ever feel so small In the face of it all That if you cut yourself in two There’d be nothing left of you? ‘Cause all the king’s horses And all the king’s men Couldn’t get us back together again It’s an eight mile trek Towards the back of the bus Where there’s an empty seat Somebody saved for us saying Hey (hey) you what do you do When you’re all stuck up And your bones stick through? It’s the longest fall An even longer haul From the top of the line To the place you crawl sayin' You call me baby I could believe in you now Hey, it’s only me trying to get by In this city tonight Because I know it’s right One day you will all wake up From the American dream American dream Late at night you go to bed Don’t be so sure you’re not dead In the morning when you wake You better check the space that you take up ‘Cause all the king’s horses And all the king’s men Couldn’t get us back together again It’s an eight mile trek Towards the back of the bus Where there’s an empty seat Somebody saved for us saying Hey (hey) you what do you do When you’re all stuck up And your bones stick through? It’s the longest haul And even longer fall From the top of the line To the place where you crawl sayin' You call me baby I could believe in you now Hey, it’s only me trying to get by In this city tonight Because I know it’s right Ever wonder what you are Besides the sum of your sensation? Dark and starless night You know my mind is under Constant renovation, revelation Leaving on the light We are the children of an age Of ancient, faceless information Don’t forget to write You know I’d grow up But I don’t think I could stand the elevation I’m afraid of heights Oh Oh, all the king’s horses And all the king’s men Couldn’t get us back together again, nah Oh, all the king’s horses And all the king’s men Couldn’t get us back together again Oh, all the king’s horses All the king’s men Could not get us back together again Oh, all the king’s horses And all the king’s men Couldn’t get us back together again, oh Yeah You call me baby I could be I could be, oh You call me baby Yeah
6.
Hell’s not hot It’s so cold that it burns So I’m watching the pot Until the fire returns Voices of those familiar Whisper “I’m sorry my son If the devil ain’t already killed you Thy kingdom may never come” So what do you think Of my bedroom in Hell? Always drips in the sink Never a drop in the well One by one the guilty trudge All in single file One by one they leap from the ledge One by one they land in the pile And they wait for the fireworks to start They wait in the darkness alone If the devil had half of a heart, yeah Then he might just come back home So what do you think Of my bedroom in Hell? Always drips in the sink Never a drop in the well Alright Well I hope you don’t Think me ungrateful But I can’t think of what Could be worse Than to sit all alone on a bed Made of stone Watching the shadows reverse See, Hell ain’t no place Where they melt you down In fact it’s so cold that you learn To sit with your sins ‘Til a new day begins And the devil returns Hell yeah So what do you think Of my bedroom in Hell? Always drips in the sink Never a drop in the well So what do you think, yeah Of my bedroom in Hell? Always drips in the sink Never a drop in the well Oh, never a drop Never a drop Never a drop in the well Oh, there’s never a drop Never a drop Never a drop in the well There’s never a drop in the well Well there’s never a drop in the well Well there’s never a drop in the well Well there’s never a drop in the well
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When we get together Always stormy weather Never can we sever for long Sure was nice to see you But I would not want to be you I can’t fight this feeling for long And when they tell you That you don’t need eyes to see You pack up your bags, check your price tags Looking back at me You know the truth, know it well You cannot lie What about your friends? What about all the loose ends to tie? When we get together Always stormy weather Never can we sever for long Sure was nice to see you But I would not want to be you I can’t fight this feeling for long And it's just the system trying To bring another good man down Act like you miss him Yes it all comes back around You know the truth, know it well You cannot lie What about your friends? What about all the loose ends to tie? When we get together Always stormy weather Never can we sever for long Sure was nice to see you But I would not want to be you I can’t fight this feeling for long When we get together Always stormy weather Never can we sever for long Sure was nice to see you But I would not want to be you I can’t fight this feeling for long When we get together Always stormy weather Never can we sever for long Sure was nice to see you But I would not want to be you I can’t fight this feeling for long I can’t fight this feeling for long I can’t fight this feeling for long I can’t fight this feeling for long I can’t fight this feeling for long, long, long, long, la, la, la, long!
8.
I do what you want me to do I say what you want me to say I smile when you give me the cue I’ll play like you want me to play Don’t give up, it’s a quarter past three, yeah I’m just scared I’ll die before I can be free Hell yeah So how come the road never clears? How come it’s always so cold? I guess there ain’t no way out of here, yeah Unless I reshape to your mold Don’t give up, it’s a quarter past three, yeah I’m just scared I’ll die before I can be free Hell yeah Paint by number Obey all posted signs Am I so out of touch To wanna let my darkness shine? I’m gonna let it shine Let’s take it down another notch Dim all my brightest ideas Just a little snip to the crotch, now watch That ought to set you at ease Don’t give up, it’s a quarter past three, yeah I’m just scared I’ll die before I can be free Hell yeah Paint by number Obey all posted signs Am I so out of touch To wanna let my darkness shine? Gonna let it shine Oh, well, well, well Don’t give up, it’s a quarter past three, yeah I’m just scared I’ll die before I can be free Hell Paint by number Obey all posted signs Am I so out of touch To wanna let my darkness shine? Paint by number, oh Obey all posted signs Am I so out of touch To wanna let my darkness shine? Here we go!
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Amaze disgrace How sweet the sound Of footfalls in The underground And rise my children Come and see The perfect earth Catastrophe And don’t you fear it When you hear it Stirring down below Don’t you get that’s How it lets itself into your soul? These walls are too thin to Hide your screams, yeah! Amaze disgrace Oh how sweet it is Your life blood bleeds Along your wrist And rise my children Come and play The perfect earth’s Been blown away And don’t you fear it when you hear it Stirring down below Don’t you get that’s how it lets Itself into your soul? These walls are too thin to hide your screams, yeah! It was a night like tonight So many years ago I was drawn towards the light Held on too tight, I could not let go And rise my children come and see The perfect earth catastrophe And don’t you fear it when you hear it Stirring down below Don’t you get that’s how it lets Itself into your soul? Don’t you fear it when you hear it Stirring down below Don’t you get that’s how it lets Itself into your soul? These walls are too thin to Hide your screams Amaze Disgrace Whoah
11.
Life’s not fair I love you but I just don’t care I promise but I do not swear, swear Calling on the phone is what you do Yeah, yeah We try most of all to get things done We try most of all to change our world When the joke wears thin I wonder, have we been the same? Life’s not fair I love you but I just don’t care I promise but I do not swear Calling on the phone is what you do, yeah Doodoodoodoodoodoo We try most of all to get things done We try most of all to see how it is When the joke wears thin I wonder, have we been the same? Life’s not fair I love you but I just don’t care I promise but I do not swear Calling on the phone is what you do Doodoodoodoodoodoo Throw me a line, reach out in time To a place where the rivers run dry Light up your soul, you never know Beautiful sky in this twilight of the banks, it shan’t be long Light up your soul, you never know Life’s not fair I love you but I just don’t care I promise but I do not swear Calling on the phone is what you do, yeah Life’s not fair I love you but I just don’t care I promise but I do not swear Calling on the phone is what you do Doodoodoodoodoodoo, yeah Life’s not fair I love you but I just don’t care I promise but I do not swear Calling on the phone is what you do, yeah Doodoodoodoodoodoo Life’s not fair I love you but I just don’t care I promise but I do not swear Calling on the phone is what you do, yeah Doodoodoodoo Life's not fair I love you but I just don't care Well I promise but I do not swear Calling on the phone is what you do, yeah Life's not fair

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Half Life is a mostly live record with favorites like Wrong Alright, Broadway Alien, Paint By Number as well as many songs from the "funk" era of "3" that appear only on this release. It was recorded at The West Strand Grill, where we played most of our hometown gigs from 1999 - 2003. We took the live recordings into the studio, added some background vocals and re-cut the acoustic guitars for better sound quality. If you're into live energy and some experimental jamming this is a good record to grab.

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released December 17, 2002

Joey Eppard — Lead vocals & Guitar
Billy Riker — Guitar
Joe Cuchelo — Bass guitar
Chris "Gartdrumm" Gartmann — Drums & Background vocals

Additional personnel
Tom Benton — Executive producer
Produced by Bruce Berky, Joey Eppard and Billy Riker
Bruce Berky — Recording engineer
Mixed by Paul Antonell and Bruce Berky
Bruce Berky and Sean — Price Pro Tools Engineers
Mixed at The Clubhouse and Carolyn Productions, Rhinebeck, NY
Imagery — Erik Sacino / Solar Gravity Studios
Remote recording facility provided by Nevessa Production Woodstock
Chris Andersen — Production coordinato
Preston Reppening — Audio technician

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3 is a band apart. Dark yet uplifting, spiritual without any connection to religion, theirs is a sound that transcends the genre conformity of modern pop culture. Rapid-fire acoustic guitar infused with dynamic percussion, animated drumming, thunderous bass and melodic vocal acrobatics culminate in a listening experience that is at once accessible and unique. 3 offers musicality without pretension ... more

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