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| 3:01 | 
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Blue showers - stars open
New pennies for heaven And the sun wants a place in the sky As it spins all around And the rain thinks that it was only dreaming As it kisses the ground No feeling poor shooting Find trouble so soothing And the sun wants a place in the sky As it spins all around And the rain thinks that it was only dreaming As it kisses the ground No body - pure science No body - no essence And the sun wants a place in the sky As it spins all around And the rain thinks that it was only dreaming As it kisses the ground And the sun wants a place in the sky As it spins all around And the rain thinks that it was only dreaming As it kisses the ground |
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| 3. |
| 3:39 |
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| 4. |
| 3:01 |
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I believe in everything
In the whores and the silver ring I believe in everyone But the flame has just begun And I will I quit can't stand the sight of it And I am I know in the path of your evil glow I believe in the gathering I believe in the plastic king I believe in everyone But the flame has just begun And I will I quit can't stand the sight of it And I am I know in the path of your evil glow I believe in the rotten rope I believe in the cantaloup [sic] I believe in the haunted house I believe in the Mickey Mouse Don't believe in humanity Think they got the best of me I believe in carpentry Gonna build a galaxy And I will I quit can't stand the sight of it And I am I know in the path of your evil glow And I will I quit can't stand the sight of it And I am I know in the path of your evil glow And I will I quit can't stand the sight of it And I am I know in the path of your evil glow And I will I quit can't stand the sight of it And I am I know in the path of your evil glow |
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| 5. |
| 3:14 |
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If you don't look you won't see
Everybody is Hercules If you don't watch you won't be cool And nobody will like you You just experienced the latest invention In a place that's too miserable to mention And someone did some things to you just the other day That are just too dirty for me to want to say Well you just experienced the latest thing I know it's just another thing Just when you think that you're safe and alone There comes a big, fat zombie with a taste for your tail-bone If you don't look you won't see Everybody is Hercules If you don't watch you won't be cool And nobody will like you You got a problem? I think I got a problem I've just been molested by a prehistoric goblin From Mars with a Martian eyeball And it's just like a jelly fish nailed to a wall If you don't look you won't see Everybody is Hercules If you don't watch you won't be cool And nobody will like you I see a spider-man vigorously jumping Up and down on a little pink dumpling Never-Never Land sparkles in the midst Of the dust of a table being beaten by an ape fist. If you don't look you won't see Everybody is Hercules If you don't watch you won't be cool And nobody will like you If you don't look you won't see Everybody is Hercules If you don't watch you won't be cool And nobody will like you |
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| 6. |
| 3:11 |
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If I had to lose a mile
If I had to touch feelings I would lose my sould the way I do I don't have to think I only have to do it The results are always perfect But that's old news Would you like to hear my voice Sprinkled with emotion I invented at your Birth I can't see the end of me My whole expanse I cannot see I formulate infinity and store it deep inside me I can't see the end of me My whole expanse I cannot see I formulate infinity and store it deep inside me |
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| 4:35 |
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With a mind that's sick and crazy
Put together like a baby in a fist fight Here comes an angel flying Like a moth to a backyard bug-light One mind two hearts somehow got torn apart and healed But never grew together Like a rock tied to a feather The ocean's parted for the boiling ice cream vendor The condor circles in the vapor up above The misses cheering As the worm departs the apple The old machinery Has registered its love In the air there is a rumbling It sends the two hearts tumbling Into a pool of thick black tar Sink to the sky and hand like a black star Tunnel of love sincerely I miss your poor heart dearly I wish I never had killed you The blue birds sing so sweetly The ocean's parted for the boiling ice cream vendor The condor circles in the vapor up above The misses cheering as the worm departs the apple The old machinery has registered its love Push the button Cross the water Push the button Cross the water Tunnel of love sincerely I miss your poor heart dearly I wish I never had killed you The blue birds sing so sweetly Twinkle, twinkle, little monkey You know that I'm a junkie I'll give you love and hate I think I know which way, now The ocean's parted for the boiling ice cream vendor The condor circles in the vapor up above The misses cheering as the worm departs the apple The old machinery has registered its love The ocean's parted for the boiling ice cream vendor The condor circles in the vapor up above The misses cheering as the worm departs the apple The old machinery has registered its love Push the button Cross the water |
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| 5:36 |
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Put off the light
Draw the line at anything natural Flesh is fine Redefines the meaning of natural Nothing could own us. Draw the wine, raise the glass to all the unnaturals Raise the glass, raise it high to all the unnaturals Nothing could own us. Rub your eyes sending it back Before where it came from... Rub your eyes sending it back Before where it came from... Drop the lamp, try to find if anything's happening Drop the lamp, stumble to find if anything's happening... There's nothing below us Rub your eyes sending it back Before where it came from... Rub your eyes sending it back Before where it came from... Put off the light Draw the line at anything natural Flesh is fine Redefines the meaning of natural Nothing could own us. Rub your eyes sending it back Before where it came from... Rub your eyes sending it back Before where it came from... Rub your eyes sending it back Before where it came from... Rub your eyes sending it back Before where it came from... |
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| 9. |
| 3:32 |
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Once I was something but I can't remember
Whatever that something should be Once I was something but I can't remember Whatever that something should be Mostly I'm scattered with castaway matter The usual stuff that you see Hours and hours of televised time And occasional pieces of me Once I was something but I can't remember Whatever that something should be Hours and hours of televised wind And occasional pieces of me I still got the hole where my heart was And the head where my mind used to live And the rest of my body was once kidnapped by aliens Who took most everything I've had to give There's palm trees and milky machine guns And sunsets that melt like a gem in the sea Hours and hours of televised wind And occasional pieces of me And I still got the hole where my heart was And the head where my mind used to live And the rest of my body was once kidnapped by aliens Who took most everything I've had to give There's palm trees and milky machine guns And sunsets that melt like a gem in the sea Hours and hours of televised wind And occasional pieces of me And once I was something but I can't remember Whatever that something should be Hours and hours of televised time And occasional pieces of me |
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| 10. |
| 7:21 |
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A long time ago
I turned to myself And said "You are my daughter" I saw that the image I saw there was well "So you are my daughter" Well then maybe we've got something to talk about Who told you so? That gold burns slow Like coal camper's candles all lost in the snow Lay down, you're on The warmth that I'm weaving is for you alone Up on the sun Where it never rains or snows There's an ocean With a wind that never blows And if you see it closer Then the finer points will show Not too much more Too much more Up on the sun Where it never rains or snows There's an ocean With a wind that never blows And if you see it closer Then the finer points will show Not too much more Too much more |
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| 11. |
| 4:49 |
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Now the silence falls on us
and the stars are shining down on enemies and friends And when the moonlight shines on your cheek when the wind takes your hair I've got a feeling for a short time there's nothing I need to fear Some day the time will drive us home to a place where you need no telephone Some day Take off your clothes Take off your clothes Take off your clothes Now the silence falls on us and the stars are shining down on enemies and friends A silent whisper echoes in my ear like thousand voices crying in the air Come on baby let's do it before "love" becomes an ancient word Some day the time will drive us home to a place where you need no telephone Some day : Take off your clothes Take off your clothes Take off your clothes Take off your clothes (come on come on before it's too late) Take off your clothes (we've got to show Nature we know) Take off your clothes |
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| 12. |
| 9:41 |
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*Fatboy
We went down to Leroy's, double-barrel sun Varmints always whippin' ass on Leroy Devil-rabbit costume, gettin' on was fun Always whinin' "Stop the war on fatboy" Stop abusing Martians Stop reducing calories Clip your eggs together Monkey one Keep gettin' on - part of the plans that were made Keep gettin' on - part of the plans that were made We held up the donut just before the sun We all argued who would service fatboy Fatboy has the knowledge, knowledge overcome Super hand of wonder it's the fatboy Stop abusing Martians Stop reducing calories Clip your eggs together Monkey one Keep gettin' on - part of the plans that were made Keep gettin' on - part of the plans that were made Fatboy claims he's triplets, I believe each one Always, always lying, it's the fatboy If I claim I'm triplets it's knowledge overcome Super hand of wonder is this fatboy Stop abusing Martians Stop reducing calories Clip your eggs together Monkey one Keep gettin' on - part of the plans that were made Keep gettin' on - part of the plans that were made Keep gettin' on - fatboy's everything made Keep gettin' on - fatboy's everything made *Fat Instrumental *Requiem Instrumental |
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| 2:38 |
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Where do bad folks go when they die?
They don't go to heaven where the angels fly They go to the lake of fire and fry Won't see them again 'till the fourth of July I knew a lady who lived in Duluth She got bit by a dog with a rabid tooth She went to her grave a little too soon And she flew away howling at the yellow moon Where do bad folks go when they die? They don't go to heaven where the angels fly They go to the lake of fire and fry Won't see them again 'till the fourth of July Now the people cry and the people moan And they look for a dry place to call their home And try to find someplace to rest their bones While the angels and the devils fight to claim them for their own Where do bad folks go when they die? They don't go to heaven where the angels fly They go to the lake of fire and fry Won't see them again 'till the fourth of July |
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| 4:08 |
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| 15. |
| 3:51 |
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You're the one and the every one
I got a list of the things that you've done Life's dirty and you know that it's true Take a look at what is coming out of you You love me, you love me, you love me My lamb, hovering in the moonlight You love me, you love me, you love me My lamb, hovering in the moonlight Little cheap and it's never untrue We never met but I feel it in you Ever think there is nothing that's wrong In a world that is totally blasted You love me, you love me, you love me My lamb, hovering in the moonlight You love me, you love me, you love me My lamb, hovering in the moonlight Little cheap and it's everyone Never met but it's comin' out of you Ever think that it's everything wrong In a world that is totally plastered You love me, you love me, you love me My lamb, hovering in the moonlight You love me, you love me, you love me My lamb, hovering in the moonlight You love me, you love me, you love me My lamb, hovering in the moonlight You love me, you love me, you love me My lamb, hovering in the moonlight |
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| 2:47 |
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Many a hand has scaled the grand old face of the plateau
Some belong to strangers and some to folks you know Holy ghosts and talk show hosts are planted in the sand To beautify the foothills and shake the many hands There's nothing on the top but a bucket and a mop And an illustrated book about birds You see a lot up there but don't be scared Who needs actions when you got words When you're finished with the mop then you can stop And look at what you've done The plateau's clean no dirt to be seen And the work it took was fun There's nothing on the top but a bucket and a mop And an illustrated book about birds You see a lot up there but don't be scared Who needs actions when you got words Well the many hands began to scan around for the next plateau Some said it was Greenland and some said Mexico Some decided it was nowhere except for where they stood But those were all just guesses, wouldn't help you if they could |
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| 6:02 |
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He's got a kind of stupefying attitude
You almost see those little wing shoes Like a light, almost shining through the air He's a touchdown king The air is energy whenever he's around With bolts of lightning from the ground Like the wind, almost flying through the air He's a touchdown king He's had some hard breaks on the wrong side of the line Time and time again he's out of time Like the wind, almost flying through the air He's a touchdown king The air is energy whenever he's around With bolts of lightning from the ground Like a light almost shining through the air He's a touchdown king |
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