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My Song 37
03:08
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My song 37
the farmer thinks you're right
but the problem is he's got pegs for ears and claws for legs
with a soldier's love she might
let her heart explode and pens explode and rabbits rest
beside the road they cannot sleep
without the hum
of traffic passing by
I'm a farmer now
my fingers loose to toss some seeds and clasp my palms
a joke like thunder
breaking dawn its meant for dusk and pioneers
they did not dream of golden hues
but of reds and blacks and
oh so many blues
I see you right now
I laugh and twist you and crown you with a mighty blow
in your father's mask
I can grip the things that kill you like your flesh and bones
the tracks behind your mobile home
are glowing red
squealing like a hell that you may come to know
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Ballet for a Rainy Day
01:41
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Ballet for a Rainy Day
Orange and Lemon wear raincoats will tumble together just like fruit tipped from a tray
pineapple wet heads watch new hairdos crumble as scenery sunlight shifts away
apples and cherries are varnished in water despite striped awnings bright dismay
I push my paintbrush to conjure a new world while this one is slowly washed away
ballet for a rainy day in my paintbox
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Crank
01:40
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I'm counting cranes today outside there's quite a few
I too am perfectly designed to do whatever it is I do
Now baby show me how you turn like a wheel like the earth like a pig on a spit
I like the slices from the thick of it mmhmm.
I'm taking my day off honey I'm taking my day off now I'm taking my day off
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Llama Dear
02:54
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Mister Please climb on the outside
sleeping llama girl wipe those llama tears away
Please you've nothing to hide please don't cold
creeping llama dear, wipe those llama tears away
chin chin chin
please don't cold
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My Bird Performs
02:14
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Fine art never moved my soul
No vintage wine designer clothes
but my bird shakes sweetly
yea my bird shakes sweetly
yet my bird sings sweetly
cause my bird performs
Shakespeare's sonnets leave me cold
the drama stage and high brow prose
but my world shakes sweetly
yet my world shakes sweetly
cause my bird sings sweetly
cause my bird performs
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Holly Up On Poppy
01:46
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Every day I have to pluck up courage to look her in the eyes the eyes of storms
Anyway I love to watch her ride and play the alchemy that love performs
Holly up on Poppy
Cantor never stop
She has escaped from the world
Where they bake beautiful girls
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Argentina
01:58
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Words of love words of despair
You're wasting all the air
To that place you do not know (Argentina)
And use you there play polo with your skull
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Loons and Divers
03:23
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9. |
August Trns
01:38
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10. |
Louie Jam
03:01
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In the wombs of the mother ghost
there are ways too breathe
in the throws of ancient intercourse
there are wounds that need to bleed
reds be pink and slims girls think of double dates they cannot wait
commercials are coming back and so are you
desperate wind please tire please go away where your push is well received
or at least try hold my love at bay safe from all that angers me
reds be pink and slim girls think of double dates they cannot wait
commercials are coming back and so are you
boys to tame and make the same and jesus the cross eyed bear's his name
commercials are coming back and so are you
turkey quips and toxic waste your pioneers of awful taste
commercials are coming back and so are you
porter steaks and shaky weights and jesus the cross eyed bear's his name
commercials are coming back and so are you
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