1. |
Halloween Special
02:24
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I look strange
And You look strange
And he looks strange
And we look strange
Come on now
Let's get weird
Halloween special
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2. |
Kneck Thai
04:20
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On a line
A bally crow
With a candle in his chest
Solemn winked his diamond eye
And all a-harrowing undressed
She lay atop
A punctured raft
And lay all her assets bare
That winter may adraft
And bristle every hair.
Siberia shines, she sung
Her toes all blackened brine
For palace ships she des'prate swum
To press her crystalled lips to thine.
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3. |
Moonpie Eye
06:32
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I'm cut down to size
I'm cut down to size
By my moonpie eye
I locked the door
And shut my eyes
And prayed to a corner-hidin' guide
Cut me down to size
That I might live there
Live there
I'm where, I'm where, I'm longing to be
I can't shake off what he said
For a, for a second time again
Give me my name back
I'll lock it up
I am no longer mine
But I was never mine at all
Cut me down to size
Hold me upside down and wait for the change to fall out
Cut me down to size
Pray to the sky and make me my own guide
Put me up there, up there
In pieces up there, up there
By my dodecahedron eye
So far does my afternoon align
To a long gone
Horizon of mine
I was never mine at all
At all
Ah
Cut me down to size that I might live there, live there
I'm where, I'm where I'm longing to be
Cut me down to size
Pray to the sky
And make me my own guide
Give me my name back
And never call me that again.
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4. |
Interlude
02:00
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5. |
Come Along
03:43
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Come along again
And bring along your friend
Sweetheart
Crawl along the ground
And bring along that sound
Sweetheart
I'm gonna build a new house
I'm gonna start with the stairs
And a window up above
I'll pull a thread through
So no one can live there
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6. |
River
02:24
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Something's catching up down the river
Better hitch it quicker
They've got curses left yet to give her
Batten down the daily catches
Steep the bay and coffers
Something's coming now
Climb down the mezzanine
And pass the copper weight to me
Let em try and take me now
I'm lyin in wait in the bayou
Like a crocodile
Waves lapping over my eyeline
And for a second
I forget why
I know why
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7. |
10:43 pm
04:35
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Well all considering
We thought we came some
Change like love blown
Look around
Who are I now
Chest misgrown, softened by now
Head in the ground
Feet by the side
But hey pick me up
Break a bone to fix it up
This is this life
Shake a bone down to mix it
But hey pick me up
Break a bone to fix it up
Hey pick me up
Break a bone to fix me up
We thought we had some
Change like love blown
Look around
Chest is misgrown
But it's softened by now
Head in the ground
Feet by the side
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8. |
Time
03:22
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The Future has eyes like flying saucers
I don't know if it sees me
But it strings me up to new postures
High enough to flee
I was strung through the eye of a needle
To hope my appetite satiated
To my mind, a success, dull
Though it was perforated
I was a pane of glass
I was a pane of tempered glass
Shattered across a tortoise back
The Galapagos don't miss me anymore
But I never knew what my function there was for
Part, a park, a partial mark
My obstacle parked a farther dark
Path across a farthing mask
And bit apart the singing lark
Headfirst and to the last
The last cry was the last possession of mine
And my altered dress, I hope it shows how much less
My body is there, and by the splitting of my hair
All my worries absess
In the webbings of my fingers
The stringing together of my family
Coming together
Better was I
Denied
A long far cry
From the back door to the dinner bell
A-spied by my mother's eye
Never will I be again
Never will they know I've lied
Beside
A lover many nights
But never called them mine.
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