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| 5:20 | ||||
A dancer who was high in a field from a moment
Caught my breath on my way home Couldn’t stop that spinning force I fell into you Everything drowns you to giggle You are up with the flower and I care So the dancer who gets wild to the deep reveling rhythm But I am always away for weeks that pass slow like mind gets lost Feeling envy for the kid who danced in spite of anything And we’re out in the flowers and feel better If I could just leave my body for the night Then we could be dancing no more missing you while I am gone Then we could be dancing and you’d smile and say I like this song And then ours would meet them we will recognize nothing’s wrong And I wouldn’t feel so selfish I won’t be this way very long To hold you in time To hold you in time To hold you in time To hold you in time And we’re dancing, early hours drunken days finally ended And the streets turn for pillowcase And I fumble all good lie Then the ecstasy turns the writhing light through our windowpane Now I am gone, I left flowers for you there |
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2. |
| 5:39 | ||||
Main Vocals It isn’t much To admit I need A solid soul And the blood I bleed With a little girl And by my spouse I only want A proper house There isn't much That I feel I need A solid soul And the blood I bleed With a little girl And by my spouse I only want a proper house Musical Interlude Main Vocals There isn't much That I feel I need A solid soul And the blood I bleed With a little girl And by my spouse I only want a proper house There isn't much That I feel I need A solid soul And the blood I bleed With a little girl And by my spouse I only want a proper house Second Vocals I don't care for fancy things Or to take part in a precious race And children cry for the one who has A real big heart and a father's grace I don't care for fancy things Or to take part in a precious race And children cry for the one who has A real big heart and a father's grace Chorus I don't mean to seem like I care about material things like a social status I just want four walls and adobe slabs for my girls I don't mean to seem like I care about material things like a social status I just want four walls and adobe slabs for my girls Main Vocals There isn't much That I feel I need A solid soul And the blood I bleed With a little girl And by my spouse I only want a proper house There isn't much That I feel I need A solid soul And the blood I bleed With a little girl And by my spouse I only want a proper house Second Vocals I don't care for fancy things Or to take part in a pressured race. But to provide for them when they ask I will, with heart, on my father's grave Vocal Interlude On my father's grave Chorus (play on loop till end) I don't mean to seem like I care about material things like a social status I just want four walls and adobe slabs for my girls |
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3. |
| 5:12 | ||||
4. |
| 4:28 | ||||
to moonn6pence from shootingstar Sweet summer night and I'm stripped to my sheets Forehead is leaking, my AC squeaks and A voice from the clock says, "You're not gonna get tired" My bed is a pool and the walls are on fire Soak my head in the sink for a while Chills on my neck and it makes me smile but My bones have to move and my skin's gotta breathe You pick up the phone and I'm so relieved You slide down your stairs to the heated street And the sun has left us with slippery feet And I want to walk around with you And I want to walk around with you And be here with you, we're goin' It doesn't really matter, I'll go where you feel Hunt for the breeze, get a midnight meal I point in the windows, you point out the parks Rip off your sleeves and I'll ditch my socks We'll dance to the songs from the cars as they pass Weave through the cardboard, smell that trash Walking around in our summertime clothes, Nowhere to go while our bodies glow And we'll greet the dawn in its morning blues With purple yawn, you'll be sleeping soon And I want to walk around with you And I want to walk around with you When the sun goes down, we'll go out again Don't cool off, I like your warmth Let's leave the sound of the heat for the sound of the rain It's easy to sleep when it wets my brain It covers my rest with a saccharine sheen Kissing the wind through my window screen The restlessness calls us, that I cannot hide So much on my mind that it spills outside Do you want to go stroll down the financial street? Our clothes might get soaked, but the buildings sleep And there's no one pushing for a place As we end up at an easy pace And I want to walk around with you And I want to walk around with you I want to walk around with you Just you, just you, just you... |
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5. |
| 5:44 | ||||
Just a sec more in my bed Hope my machine's working right When it's just precisely tuned That shit's gonna be so nice Make sure my kid's got a jacket Keys and coat and shoes and hat Strap a stroller to my back Bouncing along every crack What good is it to make it fast Sing a song to pass the playground What can I do as traffic pass Guard my girl from muffler's black gas What can I do to make it fast Pop a jump but not too hard And we'll end up at the ramp Stop and look at the traffic signal ...Sec more in my bed Hope my machine's working right When it's just precisely tuned That shit's gonna be so nice Make sure my kid's got a jacket Keys and coat and shoes and hat Strap a stroller to my back Bouncing along every crack What good is it to make it fast Sing a song to pass the playground What can I do as traffic pass Guard my girl from muffler's black gas What can I do to make it fast Pop a jump but not too hard And we'll end up at the ramp Stop and look at the traffic signal |
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| 5:12 | ||||
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| 4:29 | ||||
8. |
| 3:52 | ||||
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| 4:10 | ||||
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| 4:21 | ||||
11. |
| 5:57 | ||||