1. |
Killing It
03:54
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KILLING IT
Killing it with my leg machine
Killing it with my feet
Killing it with my bare hands
Killing it with my meat
Killing it from the roof top
Killing it from the bed
Killing it
Killing it
Killing it ‘till it’s dead
Thank you momma for switching the ignition
On my hydromatic leg machine
I’m pushing and I’m pulling
I don’t know what the hell I’m doing
But what I’m doing sure feels good to me
Yes I’ve seen the doubt
I’ve felt the fear
I’ve seen my enemy
And I built them all up
Now I’m breaking them down
I’m killing it by decree
Killing it with my leg machine
Killing it with my feet
Killing it with my bare hands
Killing it with my meat
Killing it from the roof top
Killing it from the bed
Killing it
Killing it
Killing it ‘till it’s dead
You need protection from this social infection
From this psychological disease
How can something that ain’t real
Make your mind and body feel
Like bringing you down to your knees
Yes I’ve seen the doubt
I’ve felt the fear
I’ve seen my enemy
And I built them all up
Now I’m breaking them down
I’m killing it by decree
I know that it’s hard when you realise
That there’s no devil in the sea
And there’s no god in the sky
But the fear that you feel can be exorcised
By the realisation that you’re an animal
Who should feel lucky to be alive
Killing it with my leg machine
Killing it with my feet
Killing it with my bare hands
Killing it with my meat
Killing it from the roof top
Killing it from the bed
Killing it
Killing it
Killing it ‘till it’s dead
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2. |
Blues
04:43
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3. |
Old Joe
02:58
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OLD JOE
Strong as iron
Black as coal
Found in the barn as an old dog’s bowl
We got him out
We brought him back
Rust to dust
Back to black
Old Joe
What do you know?
Old Joe
What do you know?
Walls have ears
Doors have teeth
His mouth’s wide open
So hear him speak
Time is flavour
Memory is sweet
Smell that food
See that street
Old Joe
What do you know?
Old Joe
What do you know?
Old Joe what do you know
Well the world has given you a soul
Now cook me up something
I’ve never tasted before
Hand-me-down beans
Second hand meat
Salt and pepper
Sugar and sweet
Sing me a recipe
Send me to sleep
I dream of potatoes
I dream of sheep
Old Joe
What do you know?
Old Joe
What do you know?
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4. |
Shel Silverstein
05:15
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SHEL SILVERSTEIN
Voice of my Mother
Voice of my Father
They lifted the words from the page
And ever since then
After listening to them
I’ve never acted my age
There’s a light in the attic
And I know where the sidewalk ends
Shel Siverstein was my friend
Like opening a door
Like biting a peach
My mind flooded with song
Ridiculous truth sayer
Ludicrous soothsayer
Taught me between right and wrong
There’s a light in the attic
And I know where the sidewalk ends
Shel Siverstein was my friend
The world is a drag
It’s lonely and said for a boy who’s new in this town
But Backwards Bill and God’s Driven Wheel
Are friends that won’t let you down
There’s a light in the attic
And I know where the sidewalk ends
Shel Siverstein was my friend
Voice of my Mother
Voice of my Father
Voice of a man dressed in Black
Poetry passing from one to another
Some words you cannot take back
Some words you cannot take back
There’s a light in the attic
And I know where the sidewalk ends
Shel Siverstein was my friend
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5. |
D.A.W.T.P.W.M.
03:27
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D.A.W.T.P.W.M?
Does anybody want to play with me?
My mind’s dirty but my hands are clean
We can pretend we’re in a submarine
And go deep sea funkin in my love machine
I ain’t the biggest boy in down
But I can sure get down down down
And everybody get on your knees
I want to cover you in squeezy cheese
Want to you to hurt just like I do
And I want you to hurt me to
YEAH!!!!!
I GOTCHA
YEAH!!!!!
I GOTCHA
I got a band shape like a hand
Five fingers in no man’s land
With Billy in the bedroom ripping up the sheets
Chomping on your backbone and chewing on your sweet meats
Can’t you hear us knocking on your door
And if you try to run away we’ll get you for sure
I just want you to forgive us our sins
And remember to forgive us when we do them again
YEAH!!!!!
I GOTCHA
YEAH!!!!!
I GOTCHA
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6. |
Rev Jack Crow
03:40
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REV JACK CROW
Way up high on a mountainside
Far from the valley below
There is a church where a priest resides
Named Reverend Jack Crow
He was a lighthouse in an ocean of sin
As black as the mining town
Now he’s the only one left in the whole wide world
Since they shut that tunnel down
Every single morning he would drag himself up
And claw back his ravens hair
He’d take a big old lug of the Jesus blood
As he saw him hanging there
He sat down on his wooden pew
He heard a scratching sound
And a little brown mouse
Crawled over his shoe
Across the dirty ground
REVEREND JACK CROW IS NO LONGER ALONE!
He saw sun and moon in solitude
He saw his collar tattered and torn
But now he rose with a faith renewed
By an angel in rodent form
After so long, so lost
Now he can finally see
And a little brown mouse showed him the way
As it sat on his naked knee
He let his robe fall to the floor
And went out into the snow
And that’s the very last thing that we ever heard about
Reverend Jack Crow
REVEREND JACK CROW IS NO LONGER ALONE!
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7. |
Heaven
06:18
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HEAVEN
I had a dream
And it was so real
Everybody was gone and the city lay quiet and still
And time rolled on
And the grass grew high
And Sunday morning was quiet
Every mower in the world had died
And let me tell you it was
Heaven
Heaven on earth
Heaven
Heaven on earth
Heaven that no man deserves
And the king of the jungle
Roamed around central park
And just like they said
That ain’t no place to be after dark
And the eagle touched down
On the branch of a tree
That grew from the crown
Of the statue of liberty
And let me tell you it was
Heaven
Heaven on earth
Heaven
Heaven on earth
Heaven that no man deserves
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8. |
Admiral
03:30
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Admiral
Hurt me once again
Let it burn my skin
Electrocute me one more time
Before the record ends
When I was a little boy
At the start of my day
From the belly of my house
I heard the music play
It wiped the sleep from my eyes
It was an awakening
And from the floor beneath my feet
Rose the rite of spring
Hurt me once again
Let it burn my skin
Electrocute me one more time
Before the record ends
Open the basement door
Bare feet on the concrete floor
It hurt me so bad but I always
I always came back for more
Admiral 1975
Hi-fi phonostein
With both my arms I lift the lid
And made him come alive
Mechanic arms they danced a jig
They grabbed, they drop, they spin
I put my head against the cloth
And heard the monster sing
Hurt me once again
Let it burn my skin
Electrocute me one more time
Before the record ends
Open the basement door
Bare feet on the concrete floor
It hurt me so bad but I always
I always came back for more
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9. |
Desert Inside
04:39
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Desert Inside You
There’s a desert inside you
And you cannot let it grow
There’s a desert inside you
And you cannot let it grow
Like the rising tide of an ocean made of bone
I said brother
Don’t you let that desert grow
Well I saw you bite an apple
And it filled your mouth with sand
I saw a red rose become a cactus in your hand
You called out for your buddy
But no one was in sight
They said that you were paranoid
But it looks like you were right
There’s a desert inside you
And you cannot let it grow
There’s a desert inside you
And you cannot let it grow
Like the rising tide of an ocean made of bone
I said brother
Don’t you let that desert grow
Well hope is like a trickle
That could become a stream
The desert is a dead thing that murders all your dreams
Belief is like a mountain that shall not be moved
And pain is a window
A window to the truth
There’s a desert inside you
And you cannot let it grow
There’s a desert inside you
And you cannot let it grow
Like the rising tide of an ocean made of bone
I said brother
Don’t you let that desert grow
I turned on my radio
And smoke filled the room
It filled my lungs with fear
And fear is like a tomb
And I realised that the human race
Is just one man
Born into a paradise
And filled it up with sand
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10. |
I Can't See Her Face
03:22
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I CAN’T SEE HER FACE
I can’t see her face
My arms cannot embrace
The body that I chased
For so long
I’m leaning in for a kiss
To get a little taste of bliss
My lips they always miss
Every time
Stumbling through the dark
Fumbling for a spark
A flash of light that’s here then it’s gone
I’ll take the truth , I’ll take a lie
I’ll take the signal from my eye
And try to tell between right and wrong
Don’t you know that there ain’t no trail to take
There ain’t no tree to shake
To bring this little bird to the ground
She got the blurry head
Fishing knives instead of legs
Carving a way through your brain
She got potentially, the potential to potentially
The potential to drive you insane
Don’t you know that there ain’t no trail to take
There ain’t no tree to shake
To bring this little bird to the GROOOUUUUUUNNNNNNDDDDDDD
Where you go?
You good looking thing you
I can’t see her face
My arms cannot embrace
The body that I chased
For so long
I’m leaning in for a kiss
To get a little taste of bliss
My lips they always miss
Every time
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11. |
The Line
04:57
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THE LINE
Lay your head upon my shoulder
Tell me all about your day
You say you feel a little older
And you don’t want to go away
It’s impossible to answer
But I will try my best
Everything you do is frozen
And in that ice you will exist
And I…
I believe in a line
And on that line we’ll be dancing
You and me and our family
I won’t see the clouds of white
And I won’t see the fire red
I still need something to believe in
That I can live with when I’m dead
“Don’t even think about it”
That’s what my animal would say
But I’m not as happy as he is
So I search for another way
And I…
I believe in a line
And on that line we’ll be dancing
You and me and our family
And I…
I believe in a line
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