1. |
Hep
02:50
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All along green is blue
Putting sound together with a, e, i, o, u
words become more colorful
Without a macadamia becomes
mmkkddmm
Without e we don't exist
Climb a tree becomes kkllmm ttrr
write a novel rrtt nvll
Russian speak
In the morning I nn th mrnngg
exercis-
ing the mind
All along green is blue
Hold your head up don't be shy
The world owes you a living kid
When I'm blue I think of you
On and on it goes
Listen to the 4 winds blow
and it blows and it blows
you around and around
'til it blows you down
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2. |
Doublewide
04:03
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Hey you listen to this truth
Soul sister love makes you laugh and smile
Visit your best friend if you feel a little down
She'll bring you 'round
Best friend soul sister sister's one with you
Sharing the lessons that help each other through
They really do
Cool girls out to have some fun
Visions of pearl (...one) lots of fun
Visions of pearl
Hey take it today
Green means just what it seems to say
You and for me, too
Now for we know windows all close
No blood goes to hands
Cold as aluminum soft drink cans
Following a path of least resistance
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3. |
Big
03:16
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Powerful people don't have to speak loud to be heard
It's the weaker ones who thrust their fists in revolution
'Cause when you don't give a shit about yourself
you don't give a shit about anyone else
It's safer that way
'Cause when you do start to care
that's when you've got something to lose
In and under glow of the lampposts all around the world
the last chance for peaceful resolution in a word
Exposure
You can't change the past can't be changed
but from it can be learned
Lay down tradition open your mind
religion will soon be absurd
Allah
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4. |
Do Do Do
02:33
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Jesus dreamed he walking alone in New York City
3:15 all is dark
All is sleeping factories
Feeling paranoid
Hearing footfalls and his breathing
Jesus spies a public phone
Calls home
Lives alone
Check his machine
"Hello" a voice answers instantly familiar
It is you is it God?
Come to collect U-
tility poles are cacti in moonlight
Buffalo clouds roam the sky
An ominous cloud stalled over Billings
on a Saturday night
You look interstellar, but we've been here amongst you
Pantalone de Angelo a cool de tah
Man is God
Surprise!
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5. |
Thirsty
04:54
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These are these are things I things I think you should
never have to drink
These are these are things I think you should
never have to think
Not gonna tell you that
Yesterday I saw your face
water running from your eye
I was too young to imagine then
a two-faced world
a shiny gold
tooth housed in a rapist mouth
with an illusion many seek
Security
Still won't tell you about
These are these are things I things I think you should
never have to drink
And these are these are things I think you should
never have to think
Yeah, 2, 3, 4
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6. |
Doff
01:22
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This is a song for negative people!
(primal scream therapy)
Doff
(hand claps)
is that better?!
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7. |
Chronozone
04:16
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Zucker
How low we have come
Survival?
No, decay.
The Chronozone
Momentum like train
Can not stop
Hour after hour
after hour
Racing goes the land
No destination, no reward
No reward to sell you, to offer
What become of thee?
A modern tragedy
Thou have doneth things that shan't be named
Asked to recollect as if thou were in death
What hath thou done with life?
Thou doesn't know!
Surely you have something you can show?
No, we have nothing
Farmer has some earth from which to sow
We are drones, we deserve nothing
So it be....
Once you get Gone
That's all you get Gone (think you're lots of fun)
What you get (get outta here)
is nothingness (you're scaring me!)
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Hear this tune I can sign my name
but it's not mine to claim
I merely borrow it to use while I exist
Hope it makes you
dream of bliss and happiness
of intimate contact with you and a love that
made you lust made you live
Hear my voice I'll take you back to it
No other love ever made me feel like this
Stopping in mid sentence
to ask what of this
Waking up and caffeinating
Rushing out the door
I want more
I know where I am headed
Where I wanna be
Hope that when I get there
It lives up to my dreams
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9. |
X-Mas The Commute
03:51
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Rivulets of rain on deep night black top
Winter chill seeps through every crack
What is so serene about the motion of streams
that makes me feel as one with all of you?
Standing behind the pane we see the tin cans
Dormant neatly parked in silent rows
'til one of us a faceless stealthy sihlouette
Gets in the lamps come on a tin can rolls do----
Billows of smoke that rise to godless heavans
Are dreams that once were thick, now taper off
Queues are sluggish on a gray watery morning
Stopping at the tolls then pulsing in
To bring to life the jewel New York City
You look down at your feet
Isee the whole
Spec-
trum do----
not open until Christmas
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