1. |
Light
03:55
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i remember when i lost my mind
looking for a light that i could not find
man, i thought i was jesus christ
lookin' for a light that near made me blind
i saw somethin' i should not have known
looked into the light that the good lord hath shown
i thought i was jesus christ...
i remember when...
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2. |
Time(On My Hands)
04:28
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all this time on my hands
is it a blessing
or a curse
i've been filling my head
can't tell if i'm makin' it worse
can't tell if i'm makin it worse
can't tell
if i'm makin' it
hawk is watchin' the rabbit
try and cross the highway
i'm watchin'
and i'm wonderin'
is she counting?
does she know when to go?
guess there's something i don't know
something i can't tell
just know i'd probably starve to death if i was fending for myself
so won't you help me, darling?
cuz i've been oh, so lost
just know that i am oh so glad
that our path's crossed
made it through december
with just a little scratch
tryin' out the new year
with you my little catch
yeah you my little catch
you you
my little...
reading all the classics
translated and shiny
i prefer your synopsis
to my own
how did it go?
there's just something that you know
something you can tell
just know that i prefer your time over anyone else
so won't you help me, darling?
i've been so lost
so won't you help me back?
won't you help?
there's just something...
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3. |
Carolina
03:31
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found some wool in the basement
and i soaked it to feel well
when i was a boy i killed a stinkbug
cuz i wanted
to know the smell
never been to carolina
but i've been using for a heel
couldn't tell you from adam
but you're givin' off a feel
fatten me up cuz winter is a comin'
rollin' soon
gonna clean out the basement
thinkin' summer
early june
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4. |
Butterfly(In The Winter)
03:07
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you haven't been this scared in such a long, long time
you're losin' lots of sleep don't think you'll make it out alright
sometimes i feel a little bit better when you turn the tv off
i wish that we could go back to when we'd sit around and talk
cuz then you'd see
it's not as bad as it seems
and you'll be seen
by how you see the world
don't you ever
get scared
it's just a ride
no one cares
don't you ever
feel alone
because the earth
is your only home
it's all a dream
and you're the dreamer
a butterfly
in the winter
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5. |
Johnny
05:05
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when i took acid
with JFK
my whole world
melted away
he said it's just the dream
of a beautiful little girl
we read the bible
and played charades
while he tried to
remember her name
he said she lives just outside the
milky way
and let's hope and pray
that she don't wake up soon
we sat back and laughed at all the people who think that they rule the world
who don't have a clue that
they answer to a beautiful blue little girl
to all the phat white snots that think that
they're the ones callin' the shots
she lives outside...
we sat back and laughed...
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6. |
Pink Cloud
03:06
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cold airs got my fingers cracking open
now my bloods going everywhere
if you wanna hold my hand
just wear your gloves
i was gonna blame this on the weather
but now i think it's the altitude
guess it's never easy moving somewhere new
thought that everything was perfect
and everyone was beautiful
but i was looking at the world through a pink cloud
thought that everyone was lovely
and everyone was how they should be
still all we ever do is talk the weather
and all it ever wants to do is rain
still people like it better
cuz every fuckin' day they feel the same
but i've been oh so tired for a week now
and it feels my heads about to blow
been lookin' for a fix now
just somethin' to control
thought that everything was perfect...
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7. |
Edwardian Years
03:20
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would you like to have a picnic?
i took off to lose some time
and to try and find myself
can i tell you a secret?
i don't usually wear
matching socks but i wanna look nice for you
these are my edwardian years
they won't last too long
i fear
my edwardian years
everyday is lazy
i pet the cats til
they go crazy
clawing at my neck
i'm probably drinking too much
bachullic with flair
it has me pulling my hair
and adding to my gut
these are my edwardian years
they won't
did you know
the moon is hollow
and we're floating in a fish bowl upside down
you were never alive
so you'll never die
and i'm jesus christ
but those three days were so nice
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8. |
Roses
03:59
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9. |
Ivory Hunter
02:05
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hurt yourself to hide for weeks
something about this
gives me the creeps
you know i'd prefer to have some snow
but could we not talk the weather, darling
anything new going on with you?
how's the puppy?
do you still have the shoes?
the ones you swore you'd throw away,
when I talked you out of the leather.
i wrote you a letter on a foggy winter's day
had nothing to say
that might interest you, ivory hunter
someone called in your favorite song
and i tried to sing along
but i realized
i never knew the words
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10. |
Hear Her Singing
05:29
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you should
give it twenty minutes kid, bet you'll see a shooting star
the only trick to is to know where you are
takes a lot more time than most people wanna start
that might've been the night we took the...
4 east to brooklyn
it was 1 am
and i was knockin'
on a buddy's door
that i hadn't talked to in years
takin' a piss off the subway
was drinkin' since philly
had a couple of 40's
just to make the trip more tolerable
but i got so tired
some nights i get tired
and everybody thinks they know what's best for me
wish i didn't get tired...
i used to spend my nights listenin' to the radio
but now i know those kids don't tell it like it is
used to sing along
until my voice would go
but now i know to save it for better occasions
used to know a pretty lady who owed me a little money
she said "return the favor if i find myself on the sunny side of the world"
and i hear her singing
ba badda ba...
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Alex Stanilla Lebanon, Pennsylvania
Gonzo/Outlaw Pop artist. Entertainment ordinaire.
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