1. |
Marathon
02:58
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Body is mind is control is to fear
When I pump on my bike I have nothing to fear
but the oncoming cars and the speed of my brain
there's a block in my throat and I don't want to care
And so don't, don't you promise me
Use for talking, just for moving,
you've got glory on your skin
Oh no! Slingshot to the west
Nothing flows into me, nothing flows out of me
On the porch of my house, all of your beauty
refracting in drops of sweat from your fresh energy
Something I can catch some of the time
And so don't, don't you swing it at me
A love lizard, come to haunt bitch
You can look but don't you touch
Oh no! Better drive on
If you forge it, I won't tap out
If you omit, I won't tap out
I won't tap out, I won't tap out
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2. |
The Trout Drive
02:41
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Something in the way you hold your tongue
Keeps us in the gray
Good one
If you take a step, you'll hurt the earth
But if you stay still,
hungry
ooOOOoooOOOooOOoooooo
oo
oo oooo oooo oo
oo oooooooo
Someone told me, paradox
makes the best of souls,
Don't fret
Do you think you could live alone?
Shrinking over time,
gently
ooOOOoooOOOooOOooooo
oo
oo oooo oooo oo
oo oooooooo
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3. |
Hell Time One
02:51
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He has his eye on you my friend so leave your tabs home
You had a fantasy again, sucking on your clone
And in the story you get bored and get a move on
You won at war brought me to tears, tell me it's just luck
You caught me, I'm busted,
basking topless in your heady glow
And meanwhile I lost the key
to the ones who love with the subtle touch
Yeah style is easy, I want grace
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4. |
Bandit 65
03:03
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Your hair a wave of time past
A style that you'd better own
And your ear color of sea foam
Valley beauty, your face isn't calm
Your pockmarks are craters for love,
with a depth that I'll never touch
And the air between warming up
Dirty dog, a friend from above
:Oo oo oo oo
oo oo oo oo oo oo oo oo:
When your thoughts are stiff from the fall,
do you have the wherewithall
to keep warm your safety cave?
Mystic chef, you do have the tools
I can hear your footsteps creeping up,
A rumble a racket of love
And a memory you can put to test
Yucca Mountain information sponge
I don't know but you look like someone
with gold fillings, teeth from the gods
I don't know but you look like someone
with gold fillings, teeth from the gods
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5. |
Mystery Old Times
02:13
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Somethings gonna crack
Borrowed something blue
Didn't think about
Feeling nothing new
Wearing the same clothes
I'm bringing you a book
About a kid who turned
from twig into a tree
Didn't sleep a wink
Watched teal turn into blue
Orange on the trees
A day starting anew
You've got many moles
A crater on your back
38 degrees
Is too warm for this month
Gooey morning thoughts
Are seeping through my head
coating my whole brain
I've got to wash it off
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6. |
John Wayne
02:03
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I don't know if you will come
If I will come, soft and sweet
Knuckles like knots
Fingers like twigs
Grease in your hair all over me
Hypnotic walks are not in the cards
This isn't divine love
Will you let me know,
Will you let me know,
Will you let me know,
Are you coming round
Are you coming round
Are you coming round?
Oh no
Oh yeah
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7. |
Down To The River
05:02
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I went down to the river
down to the river
I went down to, down to the river
I went down to the river
down to the river
I went down to, down to recover
And the jingling insects in the grass said,
"You can't have pleasure without balancing pain,"
And the wasp gave me a deep French kiss,
and sent me on my merry way
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooOOOOooo
And the pressure on your back, keeping us off track
can break with one cold dive
And sensation is enough, to pull you out I hope,
to touch a mossy bed
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8. |
Crow
02:14
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AHHHHHhhooouuuuoooo
I followed a murder of crows through the sky,
I said, "Where are you going, am I gonna die?"
They said, "No way baby, but you're gonna lose something
quite dear to you, it's all your marbles baby, I feel for you."
aaaahhhhhhhooouuuuuuoohhhh
And the biggest one looked me in the eye,
with his big golden eye and he said,
"Don't shoot the messenger, oh no. In other words, don't kill me with one stone, I'm just the messenger, and besides, you don't got any more rocks to throw."
Ohhhhohhhhohhhohhhohohhhohohhhh
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9. |
Franklin Park
02:16
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I don't want to watch
don't wanna watch the people down below
I don't wanna watch, I want to find out how to get me out of my own mind
oooooooooooooo
I can't be myself, any time 'cause I don't know what that is
And as I look out at the wind blown trees,
through the bars of my porch, I think to myself
What if I didn't think about being held?
What if I didn't think about being kissed and fucked?
What if I didn't, oohhhhhh
I'm not even really trying here, I just feel so stale all of the time
if I could just muster up the energy to put on my shoes and go outside up the hill to the park
Take a little walk
Have a little talk with myself
Just about getting out of myself
Just about getting out of myself, oh
Just about getting out of the house,
I would
And I can
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10. |
Frangel Wasp
02:41
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Brittle Brian Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Sun is out, I'm sharp
Sun is hid, I'm fuzzed
brittlebrian@gmail.com
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