1. |
gods of old
03:26
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once upon we were are fallible...
aka
Get it Back
So yes we stole the fire
and you'll never get it back
from up under you nose
it was cold
and you'll never get it back
Take it down deep down
deeper down down deep down
old Mexico or further south
because you got to got to xx
get it back
and they crept into my dreams
it's those satellite spies
I just want you to know right now
heads craned to the skies
so yes we stole the fire
and you'll never get it back
from up under your nose
it was cold
and you'll never get it back
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2. |
ONE
06:05
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just a story -- maybe it's about another dysfunctional family -- and maybe... if you're a parent -- it's simply about -- not waiting to be a good one.
aka
FSHG
aka
There's No “I” in Fish G
In nomine Patris, et filii, et Spiritus Sancti
Boy never liked him much
raised him like an
orphan got beaten with the
boys own crutch
life ain't ever easy
echoes in his ear
as he holds back pain fear rage
but still can't hold back tears
one day his own voice
will drown this out
It doesn't hurt xx
someday no pain xx
In nomine Patris, et filii, et Spiritus Sancti
hombre never wanted a kid
but here he is xx
far too young just a burden
ain't no boy of mine xx
In nomine Patris, et filii, et Spiritus Sancti
Ice roads took him down
didn't take the corner right going out of town
waiting in that waiting room
waiting waiting on the news
please don't take that boy of mine
do whatever you want me to do xx
In nomine Patris, et filii, et Spiritus Sancti
then hombre's spirit
went flying 'round the room
passed by the boy's ghost
pulled from the edge of doom
he said you're welcome
and walked on towards the light
but boy's ghost had had enough
it's time to fight xx
In nomine Patris, et filii, et Spiritus Sancti
so here lies hombre
and here lies his boy
work it out while you're still still breathing
'cause ghosts will throw hands xx
In nomine Patris, et filii, et Spiritus Sancti
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3. |
circle K crusades
04:07
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handy wars and the greatest trick ever pulled -- again -- and again -- and again...
aka
Baudelaire
white gloves jazz hands
begging lookie here please xx
pulling focus don't look away
ain't got nothing up the sleeve
just watch the watch wallet
necklace belt all gone
about to lose your shirt
about to lose your xx
CHORUS
just Baudelaire out of thinnest air
never see them coming
he was never there xx
just a lot of noise banter
patter distraction
show you what you want to see
pick a fight steal more than fractions
prop up liars frauds and haters
better odds better with our very own dictators
using mirrors like they magic hey
begging look the other way hey hey
begging look the other way hey hey hey
CHORUS
jive dancing posing prancing
this ain't the real life
shifting every narrative like there in lies the spice
follow the bee follow the queen
and pocket cards and cash
battlefields all sponsored and
corporate logos on your...
CHORUS
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4. |
cosmic monsters
04:02
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aka
What I Dreamt About
it's not the beautiful aurora's
it's those satellite spies
I just want you to know now
that what I dreamt about was you
And they crept into my dreams
eyes and teeth and eyes and wings
things things things
altars made lit and prayed
heads craned to the sky
wondering oh wondering why
from up under your nose it was cold
old Mexico or further south
because you go to got to got to
get it back
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5. |
devil's grin
05:51
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mickey said, "Women weaken legs."... the fairer.. the weaker... it's funny what we think we know.
aka
You Don't Know
met a girl on Bourbon street
she had a body built for sin
took her by the hand so soft
y'all better listen close my friend
I said your lips your eyes
your ass and thighs
but still played the gentlemen
I said I love you yeah
you pretty young thing
I'll take ya where you ain't never been
down a dusty road
past the city lights
that I crave so
to a shack
deep in the bayou jack
where in the darkness
no one knows
then she looked me
right straight in the eyes
and the fire began to rise
then the devil grinned
thru her supple lips
as she dropped that fine disguise
she said
CHORUS
You don't know oh romeo
you don't know
you don't know romeo
you don't know
Across history they
taint men's minds
oh they steal away their hearts
but I'll tell you jack
that I learned quick
how deep the pain was at the start
well Adam stood alone my friend
cried for someone by his side
and the man upstairs yeah he agreed
and he gave the boy a bride
and like a Bill Shakespeare
fore he was born and
countless poets yet
he said I love you yeah
you pretty young thing
oh won't you be my Juliet
and she just wrapped him
round her finger with a smile
like she'd won
handed him the apple easily
you wonder why the human race is done xx
she said
CHORUS
Now love can hurt
but it's fun to burn
I ain't no Romeo
and I'll never learn
So wrap me up
in that devil grin
'Cause in the end
baby we both win
Romeo got what
he wanted in this
Baby if I don't know
ignorance in bliss xx
CHORUS xx
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6. |
mind is gone
06:42
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aka
Ruthie III
CHORUS
my mind is gone and it
ain't coming back again
it went away and where it's gone
I just can't say
it's been too long
to call it temporary insanity
and so I play along
while all the while my
mind is gone xx
you see the trick is see
the trick you see
is to be a better version
of the you you see
plain to see as noses on faces
can be, feel or... see
but there's it goes
slip slip slipping away xx
CHORUS
long black train no tracks
no off no on
still barrelling on
into setting suns
and inevitable dawns
just waiting on masked bandits
riding long take whatever's left
'till even trains are gone
took the tracks
long ago and
I'm just crashing in slow motion now xx
CHORUS
daydreaming lost
like not in reality
it could be happy sad
in a state of ecstacy
where does she go
she goes
yeah I don't know
she's gone
have to figure out
the feeling xx
find the feeling
find the words
it's a labyrinth
gone crazy gone xx
CHORUS
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7. |
abrazo
06:11
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embracing
touch and connection
what makes a good hug? just dying to know...
aka
Hold On
so throw your arms around my neck
once parallels now we intersect
and when holding on to me
you're solid ground that sets me free
not some weight to drag me down
no albatross or stone to drown
just simple touch that lifts me up
'til I'm the overflowing king of cups
CHORUS
hold the line
hold me in your heart and mind
hold on xx
so let us linger tangled on
hold on tight til dark is down
arms and rhythms intertwined
then ever after held in mind
and know I'll never try and cheat
a cold embrace still just as sweet
so sickle down and hand in hand
and bone on skin to promised lands
CHORUS
and so we're wrapped up in the love
soft and warm a trusted drug
not some ball and chain to tow
just needle thread and wounds to sew
silent moment pure and true
holding me holding you
holding every scent and sound
holding up to hold it down
holding right or holding wrong
still holding tight and holding strong
CHORUS
hold on to me xx
like I hold on to you xx
and we'll
hold the line
hold each other in our hearts and minds
and we'll
hold on xx
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8. |
poshun
05:18
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h8... what have you learned?
2 parts this and 2 parts that
bad ink chains a baseball bat
bad teeth greasy classic ride
crash and burn and tanning hide
chainsaw hatchet mental scars
triggers dice and titty bars
CHORUS
and when this potion cross your lips
horror chamber torture pit
in your mind and in your heart
horror chamber tortures (oooh they) start
I know I know the child screams
lost lonely and afraid
with puffed up chest and tears on sleeve
a terrified cold babe
lashing out in corners doomed
but trying to be brave
and then those eyes roll over white
just like sharks among the waves xx
CHORUS
words that cut and slice and burn
needle blade and blunted turns
hyperbole and anecdotes and fact
can't get much stranger
but one good story's all it takes
piling on in echo chambers
CHORUS
when first we practice at our hate
our angry eyes and voice and face
when first we practice at our hate
we drunk the wine and sealed our fate xx
CHORUS
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I'm a busker - rudimentary acoustic meets caterwauling vocals - unabashed - untrained - toiling at writing songs - just tryna be me. Aspirations? Maybe share something that resonates with someone -- maybe you.
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