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| 1. |
| 7:16 | 
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I'm headed for the dark
Take shit as shit is If you can take this town I say good show 'Cause city hall all are freaks And the coffee is getting weak I'm going to make my mark Maybe in show biz Maybe on solid ground I do not know But I'm thinking all the time And I'm saving all my dimes Blast off I can foresee foresee Blast off [x2] Cast off Save all my money just for Blast off Blast off I can foresee foresee Blast off Chemical Take on my chemical for Comatose Comatose Wake from a sleep that was Six months Rasthof Zwanzig kilometers bis Rasthof I need it Blast off I can foresee foresee And when we get there the Irish in Me's gonna claim it for France I'm in a beckett trance From all that chemical Blast off I can foresee foresee Blast off [x2] Union pour la promotion de la Propulsion Photonique Isidis Home on the dome of the Isidis Tops off I think I'm gonna get some Rocks off I need it Blast off I can foresee foresee And when we get there the Irish in Me's gonna claim it for France I'm in a beckett trance From all that chemical And when we get there the Irish in Me's gonna claim it for France I'm wearing Beckett's pants From all that chemical And when we get there the Irish in Me's gonna claim it for France I'm in a beckett trance From all that chemical (x2) And when we get there the Irish in Me's gonna claim it for France I'm on a beckett rants From all that chemical Blast off I can foresee foresee Blast off [x2] Cast off Save all my money just for Blast off Blast off I can foresee foresee Blast off Blast off (x2) |
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| 2. |
| 2:52 |
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I've seen your picture all over the place
I turn the corner and I see your face Vehicular billboards reserve you a space Flashing your smile at the entire human race I went a ways on the road that I was on Through many days Many nights the miles went on And still the gaze of your faces carried on I read the slogans of the sloganeer I smelled the engines of the engineer I saw the profits of the profiteer Put up your picture in the stratosphere I went a ways on the road that I was on Through many days Many nights the miles went on And still the gaze of your faces carried on I went a ways On the road that I was on And still the gaze Of your faces carried Through many days Many nights the miles went on And still the gaze Of your faces carried I went a ways On the And still the gaze Of your faces carried on |
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| 3. |
| 5:03 |
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There was a well known water master man
He was the king He could do anything The Saint Francis Dam disaster man Thought she was all right Until around midnight Because that water seeks her own She had a desire to flow She was looking for somewhere to go She was a slave to the great metropolis She was feeling choked She pushed the wall till it broke When they heard The great apocalypse At power house number two Well there was nothing they could do Because that water seeks her own Five and one half hours she would flow She had fifty-three miles to go A cascade down to Santa Clara way Near sixty feet high Now she's a mile wide It was clear she was going far away And whole towns were too A few got lucky in Piru Because that water seeks her own But four more hours she would flow She had twenty-nine miles to go She carried in her every kind of thing House, trees, and telegraph pole Some say a thousand souls At three A.M. she gave Santa Paula a ring She was still twenty-five feet high Under a peaceful sky Because that water seeks her own But two more hours she would flow She had nineteen miles more to go It was a real bad night in little Saticoy El Rio then Montalvo How many no one really knows Ventura Beach was very scary boy Humanity a pile She went her final mile Because that water seeks her own Into the sea the water flowed And now for forever she would go |
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| 4. |
| 4:01 |
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Robert leads me into thought
Onion layers wait for you Bounty of eternal fields Every muscle knot I feel Robert tell me what to do Tell exactly what you're not, yeah Tails pushing grand whales Heads hope to have the stuff Each flag had no sail Can you believe enough? And though Diana calls to you She will never never yield Every siren has her spot Four hundred million Oh that was very far Robert sweet Onion Makes me feel so tired Another layer and layers and layer, oh no Robert can you find your way? Show me the way to come Zugzwang got me in a way Under my opposing thumb Brandishing my shield Robert leads me into thought Into the dimming blue Nowhere in this world For this old Jack-Tar Three cheers for Robert To the cinnabar One ponders Layers and (x12) Robert (x3) |
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| 5. |
| 2:32 |
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Stupid me
I deserve it now I'm standing here all alone Stupid me I'm reserving all my thoughts just for her Now she's gone She gave me her whole heart And I threw it away I'd practice a black art If I thought she'd come back for just one day oh Stupid me I'm reserving all my thoughts just for her Now she's gone I don't know what became of She but I'll pray She'll find true love Oh why did I send her away? (x3) Oh why did I send? (x2) Oh why did I send her away? Stupid me I'm reserving now I'm standing here all alone Stupid me |
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| 6. |
| 3:54 |
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Excuse me now I've got a call
I'll take this call from Valhalla Please tell my friends from outer space You are my son you'll take my place And if the revolution comes I've got some good friends there Take my place after all you are my son You take the moon and I'll take the sun By the way if the revolution comes Please take my rifles and take my guns A single bullet loaded in each one And if you don't like my melody I'll sing it in a major key I'll sing it very happily Yeah, but if everybody is all aboard Let's take it back to that minor chord You are my son, you'll take my place Please tell my friends from outer space I'll take this call from Valhalla Excuse me now I got a call I've got some good friends there Revolution comes A single bullet loaded in each one Please take my rifles and take my guns And by the way, if the revolution comes Take my rifles, take my guns You take my place because you are my son Excuse me now I'll take the sun I'll take my place in Valhalla And if the revolution comes Please take my guns |
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| 7. |
| 2:49 | 
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| 8. |
| 4:13 |
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Hermaphroditos is my name
Whatcha playing? Hermaphroditos is my name Worship me Hermaphroditos is my name Why are you saying? Hermaphroditos is my name How do you love me Deeply with your scalpel? I got a mouthful Of suicidal drugs I am a dog I am a sculpture You hate my features You name me for a God Hermaphroditos is my name Whatcha playing? Hermaphroditos is my name Worship me Hermaphroditos is my name Why are you saying? Hermaphroditos is my name Forget you yin And go fuck your yang It seems that you rang And it seems I'm only answering Remember when I was almost ready? But it was then That I was gone already And I'm still around But who wants to listen To my voice in Your prison? Hermaphroditos is my name Whatcha playing? Hermaphroditos is my name Worship me Hermaphroditos is my name Why are you saying? Hermaphroditos is my name |
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| 9. |
| 3:35 |
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You stared a while
Then said to me Give me a smile And aren't you having fun? Stood in my path Down in the street I wouldn't laugh And you looked so stunned I think you Had no clue I will be blue Like a hermit in its shell Like Jesus Christ on the hill I'll be blue I'll be blue We had a drink I sang some songs You had to think I didn't know my place at all Please pardon me For these my wrongs And I will leave But I won't put your party face on I'll be blue I will be blue I will be blue Like the reign of mastodon Like the alleys of old Lyon I'll be blue I'll be blue |
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| 10. |
| 4:15 |
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Llano-Llano (x3)
Going out to Llano Llano del Rio Try to find utopia In the stucco grids and the tumbleweeds You got to love that pearblossom It'll kill you just like possum Have you been to the rock foundations? Where it's mostly known just for the speed Llano-Llano (x3) Going out to Llano Going out to look for Aldous Huxley There between the power lines And the purple flowers of mescaline If you really want to You can practice esperanto But in the land of pronto The wind it tastes like gasoline Llano-Llano (x3) Going out to Llano Llano del Rio [x4] |
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| 11. |
| 3:20 |
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Some call it the ribbon
Some say the white line I say truckstop living Well it suits me fine Every day of the week (x2) We heard some other fellers talking I think it's going to be a good fight Tonight the radio is rocking I'm going to hear my favorite song If it takes all night (x5) I'm going to wash my favorite shirt In downtown Marseilles It's got the same old dirt From up in Calais, oh oh How many days and weeks? (x2) Now every job it is important But still sometimes the money's right I saw the ghost of Johnny Horton He said we're going to make el paso If it takes all night (x8) I lost my favorite cook He left little Siam For many years I looked He said here I am, oh oh Every day of the week (x2) Some got to go and see their mama Some got to play a show tonight I got to go and see my baby When next I sleep I'll be with her If it takes all night (x16) |
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| 12. |
| 3:49 |
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Where the water glows
Where the water glows Bluish all in black Where the forest grows I want to go back (x2) Let the moody out Let the moody out Ugly mood in you Open up your mouth Kill it with your shoe (x2) If your heart is sad If your heart is sad Give your dog a bone See her in the sand This is your new home (x4) |
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