1. |
So it Goes
04:08
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i'll
sit in the back
quiet
it's nicer
when
we sit in silence
death
she's around
and she knows
that i'll go without a sound
i laid down
in between four trees
the sky was purple
the cemetery green
who knows
where this road will go
who knows
if i'll ever find
home
i'll
sit in the
back
quiet
it's nicer
when
we sit in silence
like an ever-pressing thought
she is resting in my temple
i laid down
in between four trees
the sky was purple
the cemetery green
who knows
where this road will go
who knows
if i'll ever find
home
i laid down
in between four trees
the sky was purple
the cemetery green
who knows
where this road will go
who knows
if i'll ever find
home
i laid down
in between four trees
the sky was purple
the cemetery green
i laid down
in between four trees
waiting for
my heart to bleed
waiting
for my
heart
to
bleed
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2. |
Mara Eats
03:03
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manager
inform your employees
of my need for
service
because my
head
hurts
i am the consumer
and the law is my word
i'll play your customer
until our tables have turned
until our tables have turned
your customer
until our tables have turned
until our tables have turned
manager
oh GOD i need service
spent two days without
won't you help me
my eyes then begin to burn
and he says,
"that the electric box
will satisfy
the
hungry, bored, and feeble mind
let me cut you a deal on a nice one.
digital mind
would you like to try
your hungry, bored and eager my
let me cut you a deal on a nice one."
(MARA)
they keep your eyes full your stomach empty
(EATS)
they keep you up at night
(MARA)
they keep your eyes full your stomach empty
(EATS)
they keep you
up
at
night
(MARA)
can't shut the t.v. off anymore
(EATS)
got my hands nailed to the seat
(MARA)
can't shut the phone off anymore
(EATS)
people talk until my ears bleed
(MARA)
can't shut the lights off anymore
(EATS)
i'm addicted to the heat
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3. |
Tambourine Man
03:56
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so you see
your black brick confetti
it needs to be swept
too cluttered too heady
remnants of a celebration
concentrated concentration
nothing out
but wind and smoke
dissolving roads
into salted foam
but carve your history for me please
floorboards of wood in
gloss covered houses
devout they understood
sobbing adobe
weary cobblestone
gutter lining
sidewalk haunted skulls
tambourine man finding
king of beasts
listens to electronic lighting
a hundred year old city
five dollars hiding
tambourine BLUE
he is tired of you
with a wrinkle in his eye and a tear in his shoe
tambourine BLUE
he is tired of you
with a wrinkle in his eye and a tear in his shoe
ear pierced
sharpest teeth
you grate and grate
'till my brain bleeds
make so much noise
with that thing on your face
i can't find a simple sentence to say
tambourine man made sure he had
something to play
music to his ears
is blood to be paid
grate and grate till my brain bleeds
tambourine man does nothing but eat
grate and grate till my brain bleeds
tambourine man does nothing but eat
grate and grate till my brain bleeds
tambourine man does nothing but eat
grate and grate till my brain bleeds
tambourine man does nothing but eat
tambourine BLUE
he is tired of you
with a wrinkle in his eye and a tear in his shoe
tambourine BLUE
he is tired of you
with a wrinkle in his eye and a tear in his shoe
an aggressive pulp
staring at the seams
choral branches they sing for me
black gone dawn come
i'm sorry mother it is time to run
black gone
dawn come
i'm sorry mother it is time to run
lick my boots
call me Sally
take me to the
9 and 9 cent job
lick my boots
call me Sally
take me to the
9 and 9 cent job
lick my boots
call me Sally
take me to the
9 and 9 cent job
lick my boots
call me Sally
take me to the
9 and 9 cent job
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4. |
The Cat
02:54
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Great buffoon
thinking away
questioning his space
in place of his duties
still the sweetest of cynical remarks can be
sucked on
for many a day
was that really the punchline
can i say it?
because i am lazy
the cat in my head is a gonzo journalist
and the cat you have known has been gonzo
for years
i am as fearsome as no thing
know that it's nothing less
what i'm craving is not really here
what i'm craving is not a beer
the cat is clear
the cat is clear
ah ah ah ooh
keen baboon
my ass has no clue
if this is truly my habitat
or if my thoughts hold any fresh news
still the sweetest of satirical remarks
can be sucked on for many a moon
was that really the punchline?
can i say it
because i am ruthless
the cat in my head is a gonzo journalist
and the cat you have known has been gonzo
for years
i am as fearsome as no thing
know that it's nothing less
what i'm craving is not really here
what i'm craving is not a beer
the cat is clear
the cat is clear
the cat in my head is a gonzo journalist
and the cat you have known has been gonzo
for years
i am as fearsome as no thing
know that it's nothing less
what i'm craving is not really here
what i'm craving is not a beer
the cat is clear
the cat is clear
ah ah ah ooh
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