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1. |
A Rose Was Posed
02:38
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Last night at the forum
Private Shrub became a corporal
The River Sank
The River Boiled
The Think Tank began to spoil
They talked of issues
They talked of borders
They placed an order for more soldiers
Now it’s no big deal
Doing these cartwheels
Cuz Sagan taught the science
With a blind eye to the violence
Amidst delusion
The illusion caused confusion
Like cheap champagne on an aeroplane
With peak conditions
For sweet intentions
A rose was posed
To defeat neglection
With peak conditions
For sweet intentions
A rose was posed
To defeat neglection
Taking up some orders
Just to get you cross the border
Underneath the blankets
Underneath the stars
In a blue maze
With a blue Haze
There’ll be blue days
I’ve waited for you
With peak conditions
For sweet intentions
A rose was posed
To defeat neglection
They talked of issues
They talked of borders
They placed an order for more soldiers
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2. |
Weather Spy
02:42
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Perished in the daystar and plastered with paste
Here in this village where the days are a waste
Cipher toils and cipher grays
Every last vision is a caste away
Every last faith has faded and died
Alongside the griffons are seeking a guide
There’s talk of an idol arriving by plane
With purified lights leading the way
Bring on the sun
Bring on the birds
Under the radar where mum is the word
Superimposed and reaching for air
There, where all are unaware
Merely a mellow, waning high
Floats by the town as a weather spy
If, if there’s a way
If there’s a day
If there’s a dunce
And the dunce has a say
But don’t, don’t be unnerved
You can’t rule the birds
You can’t rule the stars
‘Cuz the stars rule your world
Bring on the sun
Bring on the birds
Under the radar where mum is the word
Superimposed and reaching for air
There , where all are unaware
Merely a mellow, waning high
Floats by the town as a weather spy
There’s talk of an idol arriving by plane
To move with the glow of the Milky Way
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3. |
My Words Are Mighty
01:36
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Jokey was no traitor
And he liked to go to war
Pulled his socks up
Pushed the buttons
Then walked out the door
Threw his arms up in a panic
Tossed and tossed and turned
A majorette in a minor’s hat
The man this world has earned
Broke my finger pointing out his wrongs
I became a singer hoping you would sing along
Though I wear my tongue tied tightly
‘Cuz I find my words are frightening
Though I where my tongue tied tightly
‘Cuz I find my words are mighty
He’s got a rifle
He’s got a handle
His butterfly nets, his shaving kits
Are tucked away in plastic
If the train waits
The German states
“Your umbrella’s out of nitrous”
Then I’m outta here
I’m outta here
Broke my finger pointing out his wrongs
I became a singer hoping you would sing along
Though I wear my tongue tied tightly
‘Cuz I find my words are mighty
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You say
Everything is good
You say
Everything is fine
But why, why, why, why, why, why
Why, why, why, why, why?
‘Cuz that’s nothing less than everything
Nothing less than everything
‘Cuz that’s nothing less than everything that I have
Or ever will have
I say
Everything is fine
I say
Everything is good
But I don’t ask why, why, why
I don’t ask why, why, why, why?
‘Cuz that’s nothing less than everything
Nothing less than everything
‘Cuz that’s nothing less than everything that I have
Or will ever have
‘Cuz that’s nothing less than everything
Nothing less than everything
‘Cuz that’s nothing less than everything that I have
Or will ever have
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5. |
Hunt That Beast
02:06
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You see they’re strong / you see they’re wrong
You’ll take the flood’s command in blood
They’re so strong
And so wrong
But, we’ll hunt the beast
Draw an eye / draw a star
Draw with pencil on the heart
They’re so strong
And so wrong
But, we’ll hunt that beast
Draw an eye / draw a star
Draw with pencil on the heart
They’re so strong
And so wrong
But, we’ll hunt that beast
Now here’s a notion
Make it a motion
Doc’s got a plan
It’s a plan we have to have
If we all stand behind it
Make it our pilot
The plan will understand
What’s at hand
What’s at hand
Draw an eye / draw a star
Draw with pencil on the heart
They’re so strong
And so wrong
But, we’ll hunt that beast
Draw an eye / draw a star
Draw with pencil on the heart
They’re so strong
And so wrong
But, we’ll hunt that beast
Draw an eye / draw a star
Draw with pencil on the heart
And, we’ll hunt that beast
You see they’re strong / you see they’re wrong
You’ll shock the seas with electricity
They’re so strong
And so wrong
But, we’ll hunt the beast
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6. |
I'm the Contract
02:13
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Now who’s to say
That by five you’ll be richer
You ditch digger?
And in the morning
When you’re waiting for the sunrise
You better get wise
‘Cuz nowadays
There’s no use in just complaining
My ears are straining
You go to work
You use your hands
You navigate the croplands
You ask for time
You realize
That the bank has changed its mind
Changed its mind
Changed its mighty, mighty mind
I’m the army
I’m the contract
On the wrong side of the lord
I’m the hopeless southern bastard
Whose eyes are on the floor
If you see me
If you stutter
Please don’t help me find my cup
You must believe me when I tell you
You don’t want my kind of luck
The bank has changed its mind
Changed its mind
Changed its mighty, mighty mind
‘Cuz you don’t know me
I don’t know you
You don’t drive a diesel truck
Faithless sinners
Hopeless winners
All the same
Don’t give a fuck
So, in the evening
When you’re waiting for your dinner
You pray for sinners
But, the bank has changed its mind
Changed its mind
Changed its mighty, mighty mind
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Okay, let’s go now
Objective correlative
Metaphor or symbol
Object lesson, concrete example
Practical proof
A visible lesson
It’s an object of art
A collector’s piece
A curio
A cute knickknack
It’s an obstacle course
On and off
Odd job for the odds-on favorite
Ockham's razor for Oedipus
Occupational therapy
An outlaw out cold
Out shined
It’s an object of art
A collector’s piece
A curio
A cute knickknack
It’s an obstacle course
On and off
This is off key
This is off the cuff
Off the record
Have you had enough
Order a clover
And send the working class over
I’m having an off year
Off the wall
Off limits
Here comes an officer of the law
Hello
Objective correlative
Metaphor or symbol
Object lesson, concrete example
Practical proof
A visible lesson
It’s an object of art
A collector’s piece
A curio
A cute knickknack
An Odd job for the odds-on favorite
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8. |
Matchbox Soldier
02:19
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I sail the seas
I sail the swollen sands
With callused hands
And a paper hat
And that’s a fact
My school degrees
Comprise my modest hat
Imagine that
This instead of thread
To protect my head
The king, he made a speech
He said beware
Of what you eat
It’s not what you think
It’s bubblegum
Secret cigarettes
On a roadside beach
The captain’s seat
Royal naval fleet
Six days a week
That brilliant bride
With ponies on her shoulders
By happenstance
Her father’s rings
The cowboy king’s
The others sent their planes
They sent their tanks
They sent their bank
They gave their orders
Cross the border
With a covered mouth at the sushi bar
You beg for air
While you’re breaking hearts
Like a movie star
So grab the truck door
As you’re running
Take a swig and
Pass the gin
There’s a truck stop
If you’re buying
A block of cheese
And a loaf of bread
You all can see
I’m a matchbox soldier
Surrounded by two-inch borders
Surrounded by two-inch borders
Surrounded by two-inch borders
Surrounded by two-inch borders
Surrounded by
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Wink nice with true grit
Jail knife at twilight
Quick sand, quick lesson
Levi’s for Tucson
Crow tunes
Ravaging blaze
Consume gold cigarettes
Chesterfield’s
In Sing-Sing
Lips are sealed
When galloping
Full moon instills a craze
Consumes nights and days
Heirlooms for granite tombs
These are heirlooms for granite tombs
Heirlooms for granite tombs
Heirlooms for granite tombs
Warm Spanish headlights
Cool silent movies
Entangled in a shiver of dusty moonlight
Shhhhh……
The Chevy will muster
And the bottles will rustle
Along dotted scars
Filled with dreams
Birds will take flight
In that cool moonlight
While others will sleep in the trees
A passage of sorrow
Through a mountain so hollow
Orange rays poke through autumn leaves
Gives Ginger some hope
But still a dry throat
All the kids back home
Won’t believe
Heirlooms for granite tombs
These are heirlooms for granite tombs
Heirlooms for granite tombs
Heirlooms for granite tombs
Warm Spanish headlights
Cool silent movies
Quick sand, quick lesson
Levi’s for Tucson
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10. |
Handsome Mouthpiece
01:13
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But wait
You gravely declare
Hymns fractious
With hymns disrepaired
One or two songs of disclosure
One or two songs of disclosure
One or two songs of disclosure
Hop on board
Take a ride
You’re with the handsome mouthpiece
You’ll be fine
You’ll be fine
Hop on board
Take a ride
You’re with the handsome mouthpiece
You’ll be fine
You’ll be fine
What’s more
There was concealment
Words designed as unmeant
Masked migraine pains
One or two songs of disclosure
One or two songs of disclosure
One or two songs of disclosure
Hop on board
Take a ride
You’re with the handsome mouthpiece
You’ll be fine
You’ll be fine
Hop on board
Take a ride
You’re with the handsome mouthpiece
You’ll be fine
You’ll be fine
You’ll Be Fucking Fine
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11. |
Peppermints and Parmesan
02:30
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So, this is living?
But there’s no defense
I’ve got a ticket for opulence
I shot the devil with Novocain
Just to ease the pain
If you write the words
Then I’ll sing the songs
We’ll get along
I’ll read the words
If you sing the songs
We’ll right the wrongs
Save the saints
For the black-market egos
You’ll hear the truth
When you listen to seagulls
Roll your eyes
When the lies have the prize
Deceptive cons
Make right and wrong
If you write the words
Then I’ll write the songs
We’ll get along
I’ll read the words
If you sing the songs
We’ll right the wrongs
Oh, you brilliant daughter
You’re the one
You make the bleak forecast
Sound like fun
I can have a new truck
But my kids will be dumb
I can swim in the ocean
And carry a gun
If you write the words
Then I’ll write the songs
We’ll get along
I’ll read the words
If you sing the songs
We’ll right the wrongs
You smell like peppermints and parmesan
I smell like chocolate and beer
You smell like peppermints and parmesan
I smell like chocolate and beer
You smell like peppermints and parmesan
I smell like chocolate and beer
You smell like peppermints and parmesan
I smell like chocolate and beer
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12. |
I Think It's Time to Go
02:05
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You’re gonna sit there and tell me
That everything is great
You’re gonna sit there and tell me
That everything is right
Well um, um, um, um I don’t know
Um, um, um, um I don’t know
I think it’s time to go
I think it’s time to go
You’re weak when you get bitchy
You’re so weak when you see red
You’re so weak when you give in to what your sister said
So you slap me in the head
And you kick me when I’m down
Well um, um, um, um I don’t know
Um, um, um, um I don’t know
I think it’s time to go
I think it’s time to go
You’re gonna sit there and tell me
That everything is fine
You’re gonna sit there and tell me
To have a good time
Well um, um, um, um I don’t know
Um, um, um, um I don’t know
I think it’s time to go
I think it’s time to go
You’re gonna sit there and tell me
That everything is great
You’re gonna sit there and tell me
That everything is right
Well um, um, um, um I don’t know
Um, um, um, um I don’t know
I think it’s time to go
I think it’s time to go
You’re weak when you get bitchy
You’re so weak when you see red
You’re so weak when you give in to what your sister said
Well um, um, um, um I don’t know
Um, um, um, um I don’t know
I think it’s time to go
I think it’s time to go
I think it’s time to go
I think it’s time to go
That’s a good point
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13. |
Violating My Standards
01:52
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It’s concise
Innocent self-sacrifice
Could you tell me just once more?
Are you called the commodore?
Sailing ships off to Ecuador
‘Cuz Betty Sue won’t look up to you
‘Cuz Marlon’s got a dead attitude
Violating my standards
Faster than I lower them
Making whispers into banners
Always so ad hominem
It’s her right
But you won’t stay for the fight
You’re waiting on the news
Or maybe it’s the noose
Either way, either one will due
‘Cuz you’re on your knees
You’re willing to please
Next to me you’re psychology
Violating my standards
Faster than I lower them
Making whispers into banners
Always so ad hominem
Violating my standards
Faster than I lower them
Making whispers into banners
Always so ad hominem
Always so ad hominem
Always so ad hominem
Always so ad hominem
Always so ad hominem
Always so ad hominem
Always so ad hominem
Always so ad hominem
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14. |
This Is a Sound Idea
01:31
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This is a sound idea
Waiting on attrition
That’s the mission
That’s the score
Thinking all transmissions
That could lead to open doors
This is a sound idea
This is a sound idea
Overrated addicts
Seeking panic from a war
Blow the institutions
Constitutions lie on floors
Ivy league frustrations
Indications seeking more
Disappearing rabbits
That’s the habit
Are you bored?
This is a sound idea
This is a sound idea
If I say it’s okay
Will you have a nice day?
Will you go out of your way
To fight tooth decay
To follow god’s way
To pray to the cross
Admit that you’re lost
‘Cuz you’re living in sin
As we play violins
This is a sound idea
Please remove your glasses
And get your ass kicked
This is a sound idea
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15. |
Decomposing Arguments
03:15
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I’ll toast you now with Oreos / I hope you knew what I know
About those loose ends and my regrets /and decomposing arguments
If Jesus Christ could aid the plight / I’d pledge his words with all my might
I think he knows and can’t forget / those decomposing arguments
But all I know is what I see / It seems to me this is disbelief
I’ll pay your heist if the price is right / I’ll hum a tune and dance all night
But that’s not nice / it is so corrupt / If you asked me to, I’d just shut up
I’ll toast you now with Oreos / I hope you I what you know
About those loose ends and my regrets
And decomposing arguments / decomposing arguments / and decomposing arguments
What do I have to do to keep you smiling?
What do I have to fix to keep it rolling?
What do I have to hear to keep believing?
What do I have to say to keep on trying?
So, I’ll toast you now with Oreos / I hope you knew what I know
About those loose ends /and my regrets
And decomposing arguments / decomposing arguments / decomposing arguments
Does blasphemy have to be endangered by truth?
Deals that make no sense at all
Birds that just won’t get along
Tangerine torture passed for a reason to hope
Renewing your spirit by reviewing the dope
Does blasphemy have to be endangered by truth?
Scenes of real life mysteries
Brash scenes of crash teens just to tease
Indigo sunshine from a suspended vine
Or possibly sent from a bat in the sky
Does blasphemy have to be endangered by truth?
I’ll toast you now with Oreos / I hope you knew what I know
About those loose ends and my regrets
And decomposing arguments / decomposing arguments / and decomposing arguments
‘Cuz I was a body
Born of free mind
Balls to the wind
Languished on the head of a pin
Spinning round a firefly
Spinning round a firefly
Oh, that’s bad
Oh, my mind
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16. |
Never Fall in Love
02:07
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If you run away dear
I’ll have to stay here
And we’ll never fall in love
I get carried away dear
I’ll go outta my way dear
Please don’t hold a grudge
I’ll do whatever you say dear
If you will just make it clear
That we will fall in love
If you run away dear
I’ll have to stay here
And we’ll never fall in love
We’ll never fall in love
We’ll never fall in love
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With the hands of god and the assistance of the clergy priest
Mr. Samuel Burr was on a Mission of his family tree
When the tongues rattle, there’s a battle moving underneath
You can run at large, but you’ll never find a lasting peace
There’s some moonlight shining above
I see your taillights moving along
Are you desperate and seeking the cause?
Are you looking for the hands of god?
Are you looking for the hands of god?
A woo-hoo-a-hoo-hoo, hoo-a-hoo-hoo, hoo-a-hoo-hoo-hoo
A woo-hoo-a-hoo-hoo, hoo-a-hoo-hoo, hoo-a-hoo-hoo-hoo
If I’m on a bike, you better run
Fabled conditions are the mission of Fisher & Sons
We bring delight and so much fun
Get your tickets tonight
For the lights that shine on Fisher & Sons
If funds are tight, don’t start a fight
We’ll make it right, compliments of Fisher & Sons
A woo-hoo-a-hoo-hoo, hoo-a-hoo-hoo, hoo-a-hoo-hoo-hoo
A woo-hoo-a-hoo-hoo, hoo-a-hoo-hoo, hoo-a-hoo-hoo-hoo
On the trampoline, juggling horses that you got from the queen
It was a criminal scene when they elected what they hadn’t seen
Blew a trumpet mean like an actor I’d never seen
They asked for facts, and you delivered them a line of crap
A woo-hoo-a-hoo-hoo, hoo-a-hoo-hoo, hoo-a-hoo-hoo-hoo
A woo-hoo-a-hoo-hoo, hoo-a-hoo-hoo, hoo-a-hoo-hoo-hoo
There’s some moonlight shining above
I see your taillights moving along
Are you desperate and seeking the cause?
Are you looking for the hands of god?
Are you looking for the hands of god?
A woo-hoo-a-hoo-hoo, hoo-a-hoo-hoo, hoo-a-hoo-hoo-hoo
A woo-hoo-a-hoo-hoo, hoo-a-hoo-hoo, hoo-a-hoo-hoo-hoo
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18. |
Cattle Call
01:00
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Woulda been nice to make your presence with a phone call
But you had to order dinner from the Cattle Call
Whether she’s your daughter or your neighbor
Custom agents call you later
Ask for work and ask for favors
Don a mask and tell you later that
All society is breaking up like you and me
And as we’re all in tune to do
We’ll accept the I.O.U.s
We’ll draw the funds and pay them off
While we’re using credit cards
Hey
Woulda been nice to make your presence with a phone call
But you had to order dinner from the Cattle Call
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And….
And….
And wasn’t it Bruce
Who told us the truth?
When he said that the halos are free
Sweet words spoke in faint Portuguese
Won’t you, won’t you you you
Please take one please
Crushed pills in the juice
A plan to seduce
Together whenever
Let’s make a plea
We where good from far
But we were far from good
We where good from far
But we were far from good
Good from far
But we were far from good
We where good from far
But we were far from good
Good from far
But we were far from good
Good from far
But we were far from good
Good from far
But we were far from good
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20. |
Piss Poor Book
02:28
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He sits there in his room / Painting pictures with a broom
Spoiling all your native lands / Filling pop cans full of sand
He’s in your living room / His men write up the news
Lies upon his lies / No need for a disguise
He’s pissing in your ear / and he’s praying on your fears
He’s got some profits to confess / He’s got some medals on his chest
Have you seen him on the TV /, If you have, well believe me
It was a piss poor book / with a piss poor plot
And a piss poor narrative
Based on a piss poor life / of a pissed-off man
Who thought he had the touch / of a holy hand
Cuz the troubadour is singing
And telephone is ringing
The radio is blaring
And the News reports are scary
Dim windows / Dim doorsteps / Dim plots / Dim thoughts / done over and over
Decisions / Denials / Down right disgust decried deniers
Torn door screens / Tossed dish plates
Ten teams agree power’s been misplaced
Ripped to shreds / Torn to bits
Who’s the prince / who’s the shit
They’re blowing up the Fans
And they’re boiling in the sand
The actor takes commands
And leads a marching band
Solutions from Ohio
Where the preacher leads his choir
The nation wants to know
How to double up death row
He’s pissing in your ear / and he’s praying on your fears
He’s got some profits to confess / He’s got some medals on his chest
Have you seen him on the TV, / If you have, well believe me
It was a piss poor book / with a piss poor plot
And a piss poor narrative
I forgot
Based on a piss poor life / of a pissed-off man
Who thought he had the touch / of the holy hand
Dim windows / Dim doorsteps / Dim plots / Dim thoughts / done over and over
Decisions / Denials / Down right disgust decried deniers
Torn door screens / Tossed dish plates
Ten teams agree power’s been misplaced
Ripped to shreds / Torn to bits
Who’s the prince / who’s the shit
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The stars are bright on a Saturday night
Your eyes are closed / and your cheeks are red
My arms gone numb from the weight of your head
But I won’t say a peep
Cuz you’re counting sheep
You’re counting sheep
I’ll just sit right here
And I’ll watch you sleep
Sleep, Sleep, Sleep epiphany’s Child
And rest, rest, rest your candy eyes
Sleep, Sleep, Sleep epiphany’s Child
And rest, rest, rest your candy eyes
I’ll whisper thoughts / I’ll whisper words
I’ll whisper things you’ve overheard
I’ll whisper questions that ask why
I’ll whisper softly and without lies
Think of me / Think of you
Think of everything you choose
Think of everyone you love
Think about the stars above
Sleep, Sleep, Sleep epiphany’s Child
And rest, rest, rest your candy eyes
Sleep, Sleep, Sleep epiphany’s Child
And rest, rest, rest your candy eyes
Sleep, Sleep, Sleep epiphany’s Child
And rest, rest, rest your candy eyes
Sleep, Sleep, Sleep epiphany’s Child
And rest, rest, rest your candy eyes
Sleep, Sleep, Sleep epiphany’s Child
And rest, rest, rest your candy eyes
Sleep, Sleep, Sleep epiphany’s Child
And rest, rest, rest your candy eyes
Sleep, Sleep, Sleep epiphany’s Child
And rest, rest, rest your candy eyes
Sleep, Sleep, Sleep epiphany’s Child
And rest, rest, rest your candy eyes
Sleep, Sleep, Sleep epiphany’s Child
And rest, rest, rest your candy eyes
Sleep, Sleep, Sleep epiphany’s Child
And rest, rest, rest your candy eyes
Sleep, Sleep, Sleep epiphany’s Child
And rest, rest, rest your candy eyes
Sleep, Sleep, Sleep epiphany’s Child
And rest, rest, rest your candy eyes
Sleep, Sleep, Sleep epiphany’s Child
And rest, rest, rest your candy eyes
Sleep, Sleep, Sleep epiphany’s Child
And rest, rest, rest your candy eyes
Sleep, Sleep, Sleep epiphany’s Child
And rest, rest, rest your candy eyes
Sleep, Sleep, Sleep epiphany’s Child
And rest, rest, rest your candy eyes
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22. |
Diesley is Priestly
01:23
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The Diesley is priestly
Though his manners be beastly
He head butts the tenets
Then he ramrods the senate
But all of them love him
Cuz of his charm kid
He sits by the telephone
And spies when you come on home
Come on it’s Diesley
That cat is priestly
He’ll woo you all night long
Until you’ll take no more
He’s hunkered on the floor
He’s eyes look under doors
He waits in the window frame
He carries hate for the windowpane
That is if he thinks to complain
The Diesley is priestly
Though his manners be beastly
He head butts the tenets
Then he ramrods the senate
But all of them love him
Cuz of his charm kid
He sits by the telephone
And spies when you come on home
Come on it’s Diesley
The cat is priestly
He’ll woo you all night long
Until you’ll take no more
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23. |
Ode to Jack Daddy
01:56
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Standing on the corner
In main street Alabama
Got a soda in my hand
Summertime evening smoke
Daddy always said he’d understand
But daddy had a lot of jokes
Daddy never did nothing good
But Daddy never done me wrong
Daddy never did nothing good
But Daddy never done me wrong
Standing outside
In Cold Spring, Minnesota
Looking into windows
I suppose I got a photo in my mind
Daddy always said he’d understand
But daddy had a lot of jokes
Daddy never did nothing good
But Daddy never done me wrong
Daddy never did nothing good
But Daddy never done me wrong
Daddy never did nothing good
But Daddy never done me wrong
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24. |
Get Loved
03:14
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I want to fall in love
Until then
I’m a bloated bird, I’m a swollen dove
I want to find passion
Until then
I’m a rotting soul, always floundering
I want to be happy
Until then
I’m a drunk sailor, always lost at sea
I want to scream out loud
Until then
I’m a mute puppet, just lost in the crowd
But despite all this ,and your spider kiss
I won’t be going to hell
I’ve been a ringing the bells but baby I won’t tell
about your wicked kiss
Cuz I’m not the type the goes talking in bars
Like the one with stars
About the trips of my lips
Or the ways of my hips
You’ve got a nervous twitch [x3]
The kind that makes me itch
Cuz I want to fall in live
I want to find passion
I want to be happy
I want to scream out loud
Love ain’t special
There ain’t nothing special
There’s nothing special ‘bout love
Everybody’s got it
Everybody needs it
Come on everybody
Get loved
Love ain’t special
There ain’t nothing special
There’s nothing special ‘bout love
Everybody’s got it
Everybody needs it
Come on everybody
Get loved
Love ain’t special
There ain’t nothing special
There’s nothing special ‘bout love
Everybody’s got it
Everybody needs it
Come on everybody
Get loved
Love ain’t special
There ain’t nothing special
There’s nothing special ‘bout love
Everybody’s got it
Everybody needs it
Come on everybody
Get loved
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Swine
01:02
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You’re a swine
You’re a swine
And I’m saying that’s an insult to the pig
And I’m saying that’s an insult to the pig
With the foul furrow that you dig
With the foul furrow that you dig
Why don’t you lay you head down?
Why don’t you lay you head down?
In that unconsecrated ground
In that unconsecrated ground
Was she you mother?
Was she you mother?
Or was she your bride
Or was she your bride
The file
The file
To blister
To blister
To gnaw at her side
To gnaw at her side
Is this the end of the world?
Is this the end of the world?
Is this the end of the world?
Is this the end of the world?
Now that you’ve finished your life
Now that you’ve finished your life
This riddle is the work of my little penknife
This riddle is the work of my little penknife
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The Halcyon Brothers Minneapolis, Minnesota
Halcyon is a poetic name for a Kingfisher. It is said that the floating nest of the Halcyon brings calm to the cruel sea. The Halcyon Brothers decorate the weight of the world in a charming and medicated disguise. The sound embraces with a clinched smile, and then stumbles and occasionally falls only to somehow prop itself back up for another round. ... more
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