1. |
Kool Aid
04:37
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Shaved head
Expired meds
Another day gone by
Your shadow is weak
Your lover has sprung a leak
Fading youth
Broken tooth
Kool aid in your vain
Your gravity bent
Swimming in warm cement
Hey you huh c’mon
There’s a party going down
Yayay you huh c’mon
There’s a party going down
Greasy dip
Prosthetic hip
A rattlin’ in your lung
An expat on heels
Just work it and earn your meal
Lucid dream
Sour cream
The midnight bus has gone
Your demons in drag
Your soul in a paper bag
Hey you huh c’mon
There’s a party going down
Yayay you huh c’mon
There’s a party going down
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2. |
Mama
02:13
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Babe, don’t make your mama cry
She’s been working so hard, you know
Babe, don’t make your mama cry
It’s so hard to let go
Held you by your little hand
As you were learning how to walk
In the quicksands of your mind
She was steady as a rock
- She’ll bake your cakes
And dry your lakes
Won’t let you break
Babe, don’t make your mama cry
It’s so hard to let go
Gave my blessing and my soul
To see you come to be
Go on, sweetheart, make me proud
You’ll always be a little baby for me
- She’ll bake your cakes
And dry your lakes
Won’t let you break
Babe, don’t make your mama cry
It’s so hard to let go
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3. |
Coming Home
02:18
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I’m gonna love you, sweet baby, tonight
I’m gonna love you, sweet baby, tonight
I’m coming home
I’m coming home
I miss the sweet song in your eyes
Your homemade coffee and blueberry pies
I’m coming home
I’m coming home
- I’m gonna love you, sweet baby, tonight
Oooh
Babe, you’ve been crowding up my mind
So many memories left behind
I’m coming home
I’m coming home
- I’m gonna love you, sweet baby, tonight
Oooh
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4. |
Girl Like You
03:24
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In search of fruit that don’t exist
I’ve been walking in the mist
I found a diamond in my fist
Floating gently at the mercy of the sea
Like a leaf on willow tree
The tide will bring her home to me
Just wait and see
I’ve been waiting for a girl like you
Jealous kings with flaming hair
They march, their lungs all full of air
But I don’t care at all
She’s coming home
Got my eyes glued to the floor
I’ve been here many times before
But spring is knocking at my door
This time I’m sure
I’ve been waiting for a girl like you
The night is drowning in my wine
I’m restless, waiting for a sign
But take your time I have no place to go
I’ve been waiting for a girl like you
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5. |
Iron Horse
02:09
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I had a fortune cookie
Boy, and things are looking up
Took a big long sip
From a menstrual cup
I feel the rhythm in my knees
Oh me
Oh me oh my
The iron horse is on the fly
13 years a-nesting
N she never called my bluff
But yesterday she told me
Oh boy, I’ve had enough
Once a lover now a stranger
Oh me
Oh me oh my
The iron horse is on the fly
Nightfall on the high plains
The moon is hanging low
Feel the engine roarin
Hear that lonesome whistle blow
Her flesh in love with burning arrows
Dancing on hot sand
Her pale skin embracing
The redness of her blood
With shadows in her mouth she speaks
Oh me
Oh me oh my
The iron horse is on the fly
Porcupine of Cheyenne
Defeated, low and weak
The iron horse is raking distance
Thundering through Plum Creek
Murdered in the crossfire
Oh me
Oh me oh my
The iron horse is on the fly
These greasy tears will never dry
The sun has gone and so must I
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6. |
Got You on My Mind
03:28
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Pacing down the avenues
Of this lonely town
Baby, what’s wrong with me
Maybe you can shake this fever down
Salty eyelids filmed in tears
Think I’m going blind
Take me along with you
Baby, I still got you on my mind
Wild roses nod their heads
In the moonlit night
The sky is dressed in red
My baby’s out of sight
If you still love me, sign your name
On the dotted line
Take me along with you
Cos baby, I still got you on my mind
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7. |
You Ain't Seen Nothing
03:20
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I’m gonna start out slowly walking
My feet they barely touch the floor
You’re gonna hear my heels a-knocking
The moment I walk out the door
Babe, you ain’t seen nothing
Flying high, I’m raking distance
You’ll just hear a sonic boom
Keep running from my pale existence
I’ve got the devil’s child in my womb
Babe, you ain’t seen nothing
I’m going to the land of Dixie
Escape the chains of gravity
I’ll play my blues, you’ll hear me singing
From Hades to eternity
Babe, you ain’t seen nothing
Polishing my shiny feathers
Illuminated red and ripe
With neon boots of Spanish leather
I’m gonna fetch the moon tonight
Babe, you ain’t seen nothing
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8. |
Magdalena
02:35
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Sweet Magdalena in the early morning light
And the wind is blowing soft
Carries off the darkest night
You open up your eyes, dandelion
Stretching in your ruffled bed
Let the blood climb to your head
Ooooo
Breathe it in
And let it go
It’s a brand new day
And the bluebird sings for you
You can lean your head down on me
And maybe someday, when I’m blue
I’ll lean my head on you
A lonely soul, you got the magic in your tooth
Heavy words, they make a sound
Then they fall right to the ground
Just put a band aid on your self-inflicted wounds
And I know you’ll find the key
At the bottom of the sea
Ooooo
Breathe it in
And let it go
It’s a brand new day
And the bluebird sings for you
You can lean your head down on me
And maybe someday, when I’m blue
I’ll lean my head on you
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9. |
Blue Desire
03:21
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Baby, don’t let me go
Don’t let me go
Cos it’s freezing and below
And I’m knee deep in the snow
Baby, don’t let me go
Don’t let me go
Got my left in my shoe
And my mind is set on you
When the time is right
Turn on your light
Baby, I’m just flesh and bone
In an ice cream cone
Got me melting at your feet
Down the gutters on your street
Baby, let the good times roll
Let me thrill your soul
Got my back glued to the wall
How I miss your Georgia crawl
When the time is right
- Feel my tongue inspired
Dripping blue desire for you
Baby
Floating on a loaf of bread
Got you in my head
Barely swimming in your soup
How I want you in my bed
Babe, don’t let the sun expire
Take a walk into my fire
Just come down, take a seat
Where the teddy bears all meet
When the time is right turn on your light
- When the time is right
Feel my tongue inspired
Dripping blue desire for you
Baby
Evil little monkey in my brain
See him diving in champagne
Serenading by the moon
To them strippers in my room
Got me lindy hopping in my sleep
Sugar pushing low and deep
Texas Tommy takes the floor
Spinning round forever more
When the time is right
- Feel my tongue inspired
Dripping blue desire for you
Baby
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10. |
Slaughterhouse
04:30
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Don’t shed a tear, my dear, it’s just a wound
Your burning pain will all be over soon
I’ll cut your throat and drain your velvet blood
Then watch you quiver face down in the mud
Darling, it’s alright
Don’t you ever be afraid
I don’t mean to do you harm
Do you harm
I strip you down until you lose control
Salt your flesh and smoke your tender soul
There’s no escape, in coal black dreams you cry
Flies all around you suck your eyeballs dry
Darling, it’s alright
Don’t you ever be afraid
I don’t mean to do you harm
Do you harm
Don’t speak of love for love won’t change your fate
Your troubled life’s been leading to my plate
And when I’m done I’ll take your next of kin
And make it bleed to fill my cup of sin
Darling, it’s alright
Don’t you ever be afraid
I don’t mean to do you harm
Do you harm
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11. |
Aeolian Harps
04:31
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Battleships, abandoned anchors
Sail through educated waters
Aeolian harps in hymns rejoice
Harmonize your broken voice
Spoiled maidens comb your hair
Dry their tears in silent prayer
Sparkling sands in warm endeavor
Keep you innocent forever
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