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Rowan & Martin
03:54
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I know you’ve come here to express such joy
To impress me with your snakey moves
They were as charming as I might expect
Then again you had nothing to lose
I like your backing band and your strange strut
I’m sure all your fans want to kiss your butt
Oh this is happening, this is going down
Take a load off your feet why don’t you hang around
Oh you look so calm I would say serene
To imagine-- no one on Earth’s been where you’ve been
Even the brightest star is the sky’s been dead a thousand years
And it just takes one tiny stone to jam the gears
And you’re collapsing
I see you collapsing
Oh if we were together, things could be startin’
We’d make the world all laugh, like Rowan and Martin
We’d lounge with cigarettes in sofas made of leather
We’d catch the butterflies and breathe in all the heather
And we’d build the perfect sand towers
And we’d rent scooters by the hour
And when our fun was finished
you’d leave—but our love would not diminish
I’ve never felt so tired
I’ve never felt so alone
I’ve kept it close to the vest
I’ve kept it close to the bone
Sailed out to the West
So far from my home
I’ve never kept so silent
I’ve never felt so alone
But if you could feel as I do
I know things could be different
Put your self in my shoes
Imagine my position
I’m just doing what the people want
This isn’t my decision
Put yourself in my shoes
Imagine my position
I’m doing what the people want
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Gravel, gravel between my legs
Huffy can eat my dust, Raleigh get out of the way
I’ll be laying down fat skids, I didn’t come here to play
Leave the knapsacks in the lawn when your kickstand’s up I’ll be long gone
You cheer me up
When things are down
When I need to catch a break
I just have to
Push each pedal down
To make our escape
So hold tight, don’t stop
It’s gonna be a smooth ride
Through parking lots
Any way that you decide
With cards in spokes
Some rubber we’re gonna burn
Down hills we’ll coast
Speeding ‘round each sharp turn
The open road
We both will ride
I ring my bell
Mouth open wide
On banana seat
I’ll make some room
Hug my waist
We’ll be home soon
So hold tight, don’t stop
It’s gonna be a smooth ride
Through parking lots
Any way that you decide
With cards in spokes
Some rubber we’re gonna burn
Down hills we’ll coast
Speeding ‘round each sharp turn
My back, your breath
Our selves are now combined
Turned right, turn left
Your heat I do not mind
Well greased the chain
We’ll shortcut through the weeds
Through rough terrain
My heart your sweat does feed
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Crater on the Moon
03:01
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You might feel strange
What’s this about
You might just take the cat and
throw it from the house
You might feel pangs
A sudden twinge
Well let me tell you, son,
this is how love begins
You might ….just reach inside… pull everything out….and say, “This belongs to you now
This belongs to you now.”
You’ll bite….into a pillow or two and feel just like…..a crater on the moon, a crater on the moon
[middle]
Where ever you look
There’s kissing goats
There’s kissing business men and
they’re going for broke
Oh love distorts, Oh love invades
It cuts off all your oxygen
and sends you into space
You dive …..like a kite in the wind….your string pulled tight…twisting in the blue now, twisting in the blue now.
You turn white….and feel hollowed out, so hollowed out…. like a a crater on the moon, a crater on the moon
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On the Sand
03:32
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I was happy that day -
at Coney Island with Michael and Angela and Dash.
We went onto the sand.
We were in a magic circle
at Nathan’s hot dog stand
And Dash ran circles around us at the table -
a magical circle, Michael, Angela and me -
and Dash ran round us.
And we were together.
Dash wrestled his father out on the sand.
I am but a worm who imagined wrestling a man.
If only my daddy would have wrestled with me.
My whole life -
when I'm alone -
which is always -
I think of myself as untouchable and alone.
I always wished to wrestle with my father on the sand.
And the sea is there -
coming for us beautifully
and always.
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Fountains of Bellagio
03:36
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Tangles
Complications for rollers
Conversations with smokers
Higher than the Fountains of Bellagio
Answers
In the carpet there’s patterns
Holding all combinations
That will win the mother of all motherlodes
Sailors, ginned up on Bailey’s
They become dancers in ice cubes in glasses
And they double down and they triple down
And they push their chips in like shopping carts in parking lots
And when they look around at all the dopes
Who are losing ground
They know it’s time to cash in
Chances, thrown with dice long with glances
Directed at false eyelashes
Batting faster as he gives the wheel another spin
Stumblers, landing hard on your shoulders
Throwing cash on the table and accidentally
Brushing lips across your chin
Boasters
Crowing like roosters
Looking for a crumb of love from almost anyone
And they double down and they triple down
And they push their chips in like a wheelchair with a wounded rival
What floor do you want? I’ll settle for the one that I’m on
Besides the winning numbers are there
Inside the bedside Bible
Tangles
Complications for rollers
Conversations with smokers
Higher than the Fountains of Bellagio
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Terrible Truth
03:01
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You turned a blind eye—oh how I’m sick of it
You can’t run away—you’re in the thick of it
You should have spoke out
When he smirked in your face
It’s a terrible truth
It’s a terrible truth
Look at all the gold and you become besotten
All the things that bloom will suddenly go rotten
Fight the bloody fight cuz if you get complacent
All the pigs grow fat while you lie in the basement
Wait for the change, and you would be mistaken
All the things you trust will suddenly be breaking
Rip off every suit and you will find the cancer
Don’t have regrets, regrets are not the answer
It’s a terrible truth
It’s a terrible truth
It’s a terrible truth
It’s a terrible truth
You give him a hand and soon he’s twistin’ it
He sings off key, and still you’re listening
Believe what he says, and you’re his prisoner
You may need a drink, a Soul Deliverer
It will be too late when you’re inside your coffin
Try to take a stand before you start to soften
Make a tiny fist and then begin to use it
Beat back all the shit before you start to lose it
Look at all the gold and you become besotten
All the things that bloom will suddenly go rotten
Fight the bloody fight cuz if you get complacent
All the pigs grow fat while you lie in the basement
It’s a terrible truth
It’s a terrible truth
It’s a terrible truth
It’s a terrible truth
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Irregular Heartbeat
03:40
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You buy me top shelf drinks
And bags of shiny things
Just to keep me by your side
You preen and boast you think I need a show
But that’s the last thing on my mind
I just need you
Need you to believe in me
I just need someone
Someone to believe in me
Your adulation sours
Your display of power
Makes me feel far from free
While the night’s still young
Why don’t you get drunk
Down at the Applebees
I just need you
Need you to believe in me
I just need someone
Someone to believe in me
And I’ll reach for the medicine
And thankfully not the gun
You know I’d never do such things
I’m much to scared to run
I might go the cash machine
To find some fleeting thrills
To see those caring faces printed
on all the dollar bills
And there’s bound to be cigarettes
When I have got the coin
But if my lipstick’s missing
I really can’t be going
You know I’ll feel so glad
So glad when I find you
You know I’ll feel so glad so glad when I find you
Oh I just need you to hear my living beat
Put your ear against my chest and tell me what you hear down deep
You know I’ll feel so glad, so glad when I find you
You know I’ll feel so glad, so glad when I find you
Oh I just need you to hear my living beat
Put your ear against my chest and tell me what you hear down deep
Ooga-chugga, ooka-chugga—ooka-choogga-looka
Ooga-chugga, ooka-chugga—ooka-choogga-looka
Ooga-chugga, ooka-chugga—ooka-choogga-looka
Ooga-chugga, ooka-chugga--ooka-choogga-looka
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Place at the Table
04:05
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Here’s my special room with the cabinet, and the ironing board and the TV set
Here’s my special chair, here’s my special place, here’s my special mug with the smiley face
Is that all I get? Is that all I get? For all the years and all the sweat.
Here’s the special pill with the childproof lock, and the pictures framed and the compression socks
Here’s my Nutrishake and the tuna melt, and the button I push when I need help.
Is that all I get? Is that all I get? For all the years and all the sweat.
Here is the thing that I really want
I want my place, my place at the table
I want my place, my place at the table
I’ll bring things, I know you’ll love
To load your plate, and fill your cup
I know everything will be just right
I’ll bring walnuts and a case of beer
I’ll bring cold cuts, take a look right here
And some cocktail shrimp and cookies shaped like shells
I’ll bring flowers the neighbors won’t miss
I’ll bring stories and a big wet kiss
And a hand upon your knee you won’t expect
I’ll bring things, I know you’ll love
To load your plate, and fill your cup
I know everything will be just right
I’ll bring pork chops and some sauekraut
Hot peppers that will make you shout
And a dance move that I learned from all the kids
I’ll bring bonbons, and some peppermints
A shot of bourbon that will make you wince
And a song about a hunter and his horn
I want my place, my place at the table
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Don't Be Afraid
03:58
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Don’t be aftraid you know we’ll deliver
Get you past the guards at the gate
Don’t be afraid there’s no need to shiver
We’ll get you cross the chop on the lake
We’ll rope the statues and bring them down
We’ll paint the streets and say this is our town
And all the hate will just become a cloud
Because, because, because we stood our ground
Free up some time ...and come to the garden
We took some land and made it our space
Lie on the ground before it all hardens
And all you have is a distant taste
When we step up, they step down
They disappear into a yellow cloud
But then they come and shoot another round
You see your friends all hit the ground
Don’t be afraid you know we’ll deliver
Get you past the guards at the gate
Don’t be afraid there’s no need to shiver
We’ll get you cross the chop on the lake
We’ll rope the statues and bring them down
We’ll paint the streets and say this is our town
And all the hate will just become a cloud
Because, because, because we stood our ground
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Alexy Muldano
03:08
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Alexy Muldano Alexy Muldano
Alexy Muldano Alexy Muldano
You come with open eyes
Your mind an open place
You’re like my sandwiches
You’re open faced
You’ve got nothing to hide
Everything’s revealed
You say if you’re banana
You’d be the one that’s peeled
Let’s toast to us, let’s toast to us
And all we are and all that’s yet to come
Let’s toast to us, let’s toast to us
And all we are and all that’s yet to come
Alexy Muldano Alexy Muldano
Alexy Muldano Alexy Muldano
It’s all a big surprise, an endless stupid race
If you connect the dots, then you will make the space
In which you can reside, a box so square and tight
Then you will never be all the things you might
Let’s toast to us, let’s toast to us
And all we are and all that’s yet to come
Let’s toast to us, let’s toast to us
And all we are and all that’s yet to come
You have to take a step ahead to see everything
You have to put your face deep into the water
You have to figure out how to be free
You have to swim among the debris
Alexy Muldano Alexy Muldano
Alexy Muldano Alexy Muldano
You come with open eyes
Your mind an open place
You’re like my sandwiches
You’re open faced
You’ve got nothing to hide
Everything’s revealed
You say if you’re banana
You’d be the one that’s peeled
Let’s toast to us, let’s toast to us
And all we are and all that’s yet to come
Let’s toast to us, let’s toast to us
And all we are and all that’s yet to come
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Hole in the Sky
03:20
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Seabirds flying backwards
Clouds looking strange
A small grey whale has come to warn us of a wave.
There’s no escaping
What’s done will come
We’ll sail into tomorrow to another sun
Stones sucked from the ocean
Moon’s swallowed whole
The guts they never lie, we must trust what they have told
Chaos bursts from darknesss
Children gasp and stare
A misbegotten mushroom crowned with sickly yellow hair
Oh we just want to survive, floating on top of the flood
We’ll direct all our fears to hope and purpose
to keep us from the troubles to come.
Oh we just want to survive, clinging to this pile of refuse
Somehow without the men in charge things will here be more peaceful
Or maybe that’s just a ruse
Art is the safest channel for our madness
When there’s problems ahead….bring out the puppeteer
Bring out the songs when the storm is all around us
Art is….a channel for our fear
Oh what the fuck that art is I really can’t explain
Makes the sun more than hot and the rain more than rain
And even the Patch out in the Sargasso Sea
Means that anything can be real though it really can not be
That’s what Art is.
That’s what art is
That’s what Art is.
That’s what art is
Art gives us all hope when we know we’ll soon be dying
Art helps us make sense of the things we can’t explain
Like the seabird flying backwards
The clouds looking strange
The small grey whale who’s come to warn us of a wave
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Life in a Blender New York, New York
For over 30 years, Life in a Blender has been the canvas for singer and songwriter Don Ralph's blackly comic landscapes. The group has released albums ranging from screaming punk to orchestrated chamber pop, and has brought the high theatrics of its live act to stages from Berlin to Austin to Toronto to Brooklyn and Seattle. ... more
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