1. |
The Last Wonderful War
04:40
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When was the last wonderful war?
When was the brightest shooting star?
Which brick will be the first to break from the gate?
Who will be the last one to be born?
Oh Mrs. Jeffreys' got a D-date
I hope her rosebush will grow anew
And Mrs. Jeannie
She’s still got much to do
Before the house starts to rot away
And the kids keep runnin’ round it for play
Well Mr. Thompson wore his suit
Til he was too big for his fishing boots
And Mr. Michaels
He does not want to do
A single thing except to play the bells
An eternal game of sonic show-and-tell
When was the last wonderful war?
When was the brightest shooting star?
Which brick will be the first to break from the gate?
Who will be the last one to be born?
Well Mrs. Justin’s got the mail
From a loving pen pal too far to see
And Mrs. Dylan
Will be okay once the dust has cleared
In fact she is now feeling quite well
Serenaded by the sounds of show-and-tell
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2. |
Later, At The Opera...
05:24
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I need some WD40 inside my head
I need some Vitamin B12s so I can wring out my hands again
There ain’t an asylum for you
There ain’t even a full moon
Don’t rock the lifeboat
Fasten your overcoat
And reel yourself back
Back to bed again
Don’t you dream about loose bolts
Don’t you turn out the nightlight before
Before the sun comes back again
I’ve got some neon lights flashing from behind my eyes
Doctor I haven’t even been able to let out a sigh or a cry
Which one is it for you?
Is it one or is it two?
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Oh I could drink the sunlight
Right out of your eyes
And I I ain’t got a place to be
Than sittin' underneath this maple tree with you next to me
And there’s not a place I’d rather be
Than sittin' here with you next to me, ooee
And you could spend another night
Here on the bright side
Oh you, however did you know
I’d meet you in the meadow?
And I I ain’t got a place to be
Than sittin' underneath this maple tree with you next to me
And there’s no other I would rather see
Than your face smilin' away right next to me, ooee
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4. |
The Fuck-This-Shitter
04:32
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∞ Fuck this shit ∞
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5. |
Mariposa Lacrimosa
05:45
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Hush now
You’ve heard me before
You’ll see me
You’ll hear me
You’ll know me
When the butterflies cry
When the butterflies cry
When the butterflies cry
When the butterflies cry
I can't waste a moment
I knew this was coming
Say goodbye to my family
We won't meet again
I'll leave my possessions
I'll bury my papers
I'll throw out my passport
I'll pack warmer clothes
I'll turn on my flashlight
I'll put on my helmet
I'll ready my roadmaps
I know I won't come back
I'll climb up the mountain
Yes I'll let it take me
I'll lose my direction
I'll press on in darkness
My legs will not stumble
I'm destined to be here
I will reach the summit
I will meet the truth
Oh sweet Mariposa
Please bring me closer
Feed me on your nectar
Let my old self fade away
I swear I will find you
No I will not falter
I will meet the truth
And let it embrace me in its wings
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6. |
Bigsan And Teresh
05:52
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Bigsan and Teresh, they took a wrong turn towards the noose
Even worse their names made it onto the modern tongue of you
Such a sick happy little tune
They begged their God to spare them from a fate of infamy
Their children’s children’s clans sung forever more through history
Sung forever more by you and me
After all
What a joy, honor and privilege
To be the whipping boys of the village
And hey
What a coincidence
Your names are top of the list
My dear Bigsan and Teresh
Bigsan and Teresh, the thoughtless pawns of muck and mire
Pushing and cajoling ever onwards
Strolling down a tightrope wire
Counting every moment
Til the divine trial of fire
Nothing but the gifts from God to perform for his tale
To slake his colossus bloodthirst
Toasting with the holy grail
Every hope of goodness at the pearly gates
On the river Styx set sail
After all
What a joy, honor and privilege
To be the whipping boys of the village
And hey
What a coincidence
Your names are top of the list
My dear Bigsan and Teresh
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7. |
Let Me Slouch
04:51
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Bandy-kneed
(Well just take my number)
With slicked-back hair
Crazy-eyed
(Well just take my number, honey)
In a bedazzled jumpsuit
Pigeon-toed
(Well just take my number, honey)
Slouching back
Well I, I knew I could love you
Til the stars tore free from the sky
(Black holes on the back of a tortoiseshell)
But if you (well if you)
If you wanna kick back (if you wanna kick back)
For all time (for all time)
Then so can I (then so can I)
Craggy-chinned
(Well just take my number)
He comes to me
Mummified
(Well just take my number, honey)
Invisible crown
Wrinkled skin
(Well just take my number, honey)
Slouching back
Well I, I knew I could love you
Til the stars tore free from the sky
(Black holes on the back of a tortoiseshell)
But if you (well if you)
If you wanna kick back (if you wanna kick back)
For all time (for all time)
Then so can I (then so can I)
Then so can I
You know they say "if it sounds good to be true, it probably is"?
(You don’t say)
But sometimes, if it sounds too good to be true, it just means you've got to listen extra close
To the terms and conditions that the world is offering you
See it happened to me
He came to me
And no, things have never been the same since I met him
I will never forget him, I could never leave him behind
He will always be front and center in my mind
Like a metronome he helps me keep time
And I find, the more I look inside myself
That he was me, all along
Well no (no no no)
It's not God (it's not Buddha)
It's Elvis Presley (it's Elvis Presley)
The king of kings
Well no (no no no)
It's not God (it's not Jesus)
It's Elvis Presley (it's Elvis Presley)
The king of kings
Yes - he and me, together we shall be
Slouching through eternity
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8. |
Cool Cats
04:15
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Welcome to the afterparty of the Cool Cats parade (oooh yeah)
I know it was a long hike gettin’ over here from the red light
But it’s time to take it easy now, time to take it real easy
I mean I’m seein- I’m seein-
A brown suede suit worn by my lil Miss Monae
Oh I’m glad you stayed baby, I’m glad you stayed
And I could just eat that sequined number off of yah, Monsieur Ace
Maybe back at my place, maybe back at my place
And of course, of course the lady in the red dress
You left me a mess, baby you left me a mess
Well only the coolest cats come back to the old stompin’ grounds
To party hardy with the realest hounds
And oh hey it’s my genre-defying, eye-catching comrade Ceci
How good it was for you to come and be with me?
And DJ Steves, did yah come to show us some of your fabulous, most groovy,
Most groovy parade tracks
Cause only the coolest cats ever come back to these ol' stomping grounds
To party hardy with the realest hounds
And I know baby, I know
You're just lookin for a place to let the lights go low…
So you lean back and sip on those cosmos
And you just let the King sing you a sweet little tune about
What it's like to be the king of the jungle
Well let me tell you, I gotta hunt night and day… mostly at night
And you know I, uh, I prefer they don't see me coming
I see them but they don't see me
And they don't know it until the last minute
When they're in my grasp
And it's time to take you down [riotous applause]
It's time to take you down
It's time to take you down in this undergrounds
To party hardy with the realest hounds
The realest hounds
Can I hear it from the realest hounds on the left? [hounds]
Ah you weren't loud enough, nah
How about the realest hounds on the right? [hounds]
Not loud enough
It's time to hear you downtown
Downtown with the realest hounds
The realest hounds gonna take you down
Gonna take you down
[hounds]
It seems like it's that time, baby
It's time to say goodbye baby
You just watch those red lights and you'll see me again
Waving you down to the after party
I'll see you, baby
But you won't see me
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9. |
Alleyway World
02:33
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I would never make a false move
The truth is coming quickly, rushing up soon
Don’t wake up the false gods
Don’t bet on the wrong odds
I fell through
I’ll break soon
Could you come quickly and bring help too
Could you disguise your disgust
Color up your blues
May I say my mantra
Cash in on my bets
Cause I’m wanted soon
Waiting for the movie set
I’m burnt through
Borrowed and blue
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10. |
Prismabyss
07:13
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I was born in grey
And I will live as I may
Churning
Turning
Never blinking
In the boiling
Birthplace
Of every gnashing mouth under the upside down sun
Tread tread tread tread
Crawl crawl crawl crawl
Suck up the last marrow
From the very last bone
Your dregs drown down
To feed the deepest maw
I live
And I will
Boil
Breed
Sulk
In the everlasting deep
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11. |
Nephelomancy In Canada
05:05
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Asher:
I was driving
In a cloud
Throwing pieces of my broken mind out the window
Endangered sadness
I must protect you
What would there be left for me
If I just washed it away?
The sky was white
McKinley:
I was dreaming
We were dancing
Feeding all of the angels from our perch up on high
TilI woke up and found that
Heaven had passed me by
(Another paradise that slipped right out of my sight)
Come back to me now
I'll save our sky somehow
Please come back, please come back
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Looks like we’re throwing in the towel
We did it dirty as our words got louder and louder
Now my fist’s in the drywall
Never been the one to lose my temper in free fall
It shouldn’t be this hard
When we’ve come so far
Just to fall apart
Now after the sun has finally set
I’m drivin in my car just to forget that
We just needed the right words
Now they’re trippin through our heads like they’re in a short skirt
It shouldn’t be this hard
It shouldn’t be this hard
Looks like it’s tug-o-war again
(We’ve) been betting on each other without even checking our cards
And now the pressure's increasing
That’s what we get for gambling on these funny feelings
It shouldn’t be this hard
When we’ve come so far
Please don’t fall apart
Now after the sun has finally set
I’m drivin in my car just to forget that
We just needed the right words
Now they’re trippin through our heads like they’re in a short skirt
It shouldn’t be this hard
It couldn’t be too hard
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13. |
The Twilight Zone
08:51
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Just another day
Hearin' yourself say
"Better watch your step
Or you'll lose your precious head"
But you can't stop the twilight
No you can't stop the twilight
Wakin up so high
Have to rub your eyes
But you can't stop the twilight
No you can't stop the twilight
Lost in the night
Can't seem to find...
Can't find the green light
Crawling through the sand
Hand over desperate hand
Can't see in the smoke
Cause you can't seem to know...
Can't seem to know...
Can't seem to know
You gotta go with the flow
A present without a bow
But you can't stop the twilight
Find your way out of the night
Are you alright?
Are you alright?
Are you alright?
Can't stop the twilight
Can't stop the twilight
Can't find your way out of the night
Are you alright?
Are you alright?
Can't seem to take the dive
Can't seem to brave the other side
Can't pick a side
Are you alright?
Can I get you a light?
Can I borrow a light?
But you can't stop the twilight
Are you alright, my white knight?
My shining, my shining white knight,
Are you alright?
Are you alright?
Are you alright?
Are you alright?
Are you alright?
Cause you can't stop the twilight
Can't stop the twilight
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