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Reba sink a boulder in the water Reba tie a cable to a tree Reba stuck in a game of lipstick perfume flypaper Reba press a razor to a slide cross a needle with a prune Knee deep in the motel tub Reba dangle ladle form her lip dip sip Reba babble to the nag with the lipstick perfume mutter to a farmer in a truck Take a peek at the cheetah, Reba cheetah on the prowl in a cage sink a boulder in the water tie a cable to a tree Mutter "nature" to the nag with the lipstick perfume Reba flush a fleshfarm leftover thunder in a circle down the pipes Bag it Tag it Sell it to the butcher in the store Reba put a stopper in the bottom of the tub picked up a jar unscrewed the top and watched it drop into the water A little scoop of plaster mix some coffee grounds and mud and then she stirred it with the ladle that her Grandmother had bought her threw in a pot of melted wax a forefoot and a hoof apple core, worms galore and a can of some corrosive coconuts and chloroform some wicker and some cork Toxic waste, some purple paste she hoped was not explosive Reba dip a ladle for a taste of her creation and she knew that what she make would be the finest in the nationbr) |
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Slave to the traffic light
Slave See the city, see the zoo Traffic light won't let me through |
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The pressure builds, you buy a gift
You're hoping that your dread will lift It glitters on her like a glass You shudder as it comes to pass Apologize to Luce and Lil' Converse with Ed, a drive with Jill Your friends confine you in their worlds One by one, a string of pearls Confuse you say, this isn't me You hover in their unity Ashamed, you slowly lose your grasp Release the links, undo the clasp The skin that drips down from the tree And peels back slowly from your knee Erupts into your lung and heart You laugh and laughing, fall apart Laugh and laughing, fall apart(x28) Laugh and Laughing fall apart(x14) |
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I look into the finance box
Just to check my status I look into the microscope See Golgi Apparatus Golgi, oh, woe is me You can't even see the sea Golgi, olgi, oh ooo olgi Golgi Golgi They call him Lysasome Cause he runs so fast Runs like a junkyard dog With a brain of brass I saw you With a ticket stub in your hand Under the light Middle of the night Couldn't get it wrong So I had to |
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Who knows how long I've loved you?
You know I love you still Will I wait a lonely lifetime? If you want me to I will For if I ever saw you I didn't catch your name But it never really mattered I will always feel the same Love you forever and forever Love you with all my heart Love you whenever we're together Love you when we're apart And when at last I find you Your song will fill the air Sing it loud so I can hear you Make it easy to be near you For the things you do endear you to me Oh, you know I will I will |
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Last night, in the moments my thoughts were adrift
And coasting a terrace, approaching a rift Through which I could spy several glimpses beneath Of the darkness the light from above could not reach I spied wings of reason, herself taking flight And upon yonder precipice saw her alight And glared back at me one last look of dismay As if she were the last one she thought I'd betray So much better I said to myself And drawing quite close to the top of the shelf I struggled with destiny upon the ledge And gasped when defeated he slipped off the edge And silence contagious in moments like these Consumed me and strengthened my will to appease The passion that sparked me one terrible night And shocked and persuaded my soul to ignite So much better I said to myself And drawing quite close to the top of the shelf I struggled with destiny upon the ledge And gasped when defeated he slipped off the edge And silence contagious in moments like these Consume me and strengthen my will to appease The passion that sparked me one terrible night (And shocked and persuaded my soul to ignite) The passion that sparked me one terrible night (And shocked and persuaded my soul to ignite) The passion that sparked me one terrible night (And shocked and persuaded my soul to ignite) The passion that sparked me one terrible night (And shocked and persuaded my soul to ignite) The passion that sparked me one terrible night (And shocked and persuaded my soul to ignite) |
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We've got it simple
Cause we've got a band And we've got cymbals in the band We've got it simple Cause we've got a band And we've got cymbals in the band What is a band without cymbals? Ooh ooh cymbals are grand We've got a saxophone Cause we've got a band And we've got a saxophone in the band We've got a saxophone Cause we've got a band And we've got saxophone in the band What is a band without saxophone Ooh ooh saxophone is grand Cymbals and saxophones Saxophones and cymbals (2x) We've got Be-bop Cause we've got a band And we play Be-bop in the band We've got skyscraper And it sings a pretty tune Every band needs skyscraper too What is a band without skyscraper Ooh ooh skyscraper is grand Sim-Bop & Be-Bophone Sky-Balls & Sax-Scraper |
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The feeling's not the same,
In fact it's getting pretty tame, It's just not that great anymore, I guess I'll go outside And flag a weasel for a ride, And take it on down to the shore Wallowing in fear, The days and weeks that you're not here, Was all the waiting in vain? The day that you arrived My sleeping monkey is revived, But you sent him home on the train Home on the train, Why'd you send my monkey on a train? The day that you arrived, My sleeping monkey is revived, But you sent him home on the train |
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Ahhh!
Divided sky, the wind blows high (The divided sky chant is part of an ancient ritual dating back to the pre-Wilson years of She purity in Gamehendge. After listening to the sacred sounds for a sloping lawn, three chosen subjects eat a special root collected at the base of the enormous mountain that rises in the center of the forest. The root is believed to contain the spirit of Icculus, who lives at the top of the mountain. After eating the root, they venture into a vast field at sundown. The field is deep green, and stretches as far as the eye can see in all directions. In the center of the field stands an enormous black rhombus. They climb the rhombus and begin to sing, paying homage to the gods of the night sky.) |
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You won't steal my poor heart again
You won't steal my poor heart again You won't steal my tape recorder I'll call the Lord and he'll put you in the pen You won't steal that thing again I didn't even know your name or what was your game But stealin' things has sure brought you to fame I wanna know if you stole mine It was one of a kind and I'm sayin' if you're to blame Your life will never be the same I can't track you anymore Detective work has sure become a bore So tell me what you did with it And stop this shit, give up yourself Before they come knockin' at your door You won't steal my poor heart again You won't steal my poor heart again When I feel the blade of that Cupid sword I'll call the Lord and he'll put you in the pen You won't steal that thing again You won't steal my poor heart again |
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Om-pa-pa oom-pa-pa oom-pa-pa oom-pa-paaaaa
Fat sweaty bulldog Stood in the sun Stone village swamp man Slow motion run Tender poke police walker Precious birthday fudge Swamp night bull nail Walker done done Hot sweaty bulldog stood in the sunthen - stone village swamp man (is doing a) slow motion runhere comes the policeman: tender poke police walkerwhom the dog and the man see as: precious birthday fudgethen - swamp night (the man) bull nail (the dog - the bulldog's claw) kill the policeman: walker done done Me and Harpua We couldn't care few-a It happens all the time We beat Okimo (Repeat Chorus) Hot liquor stone jack Bitter toothless flesh Shabby pimple chin-slime Evil milky rash Me and Harpua Spastic dead-eyed hound Oozing dreadlock skullcap We're coming to your town We'll help you party down (Chorus 2x) Spoken by Trey (with asides by Fishman): Once upon a time Far far away from here There, in a small town... a small town... small town... small... And on the outskirts of this town there lived a mean, nasty, furry, ugly hound named Harpua. Harpua roamed the outskirts of the town every day and he'd walk around looking for a little action. So of course this day was no different from any other day and here we start the story and we see Harpua walking around on the outskirts of town near the forest kind of at the edge of the forest and he's walking in toward town... Harpua walked toward the town... innocently... And meanwhile in the town... in a whole different part of the town there lived a young boy all alone in a suburban neighborhood and every day he'd sit in his room and sit on his little couch (AND SMOKE POT!)... he'd sit on his little couch and he'd listen to his stereo... and he'd lay back and he'd look down next to him and he'd pet his favorite little (DOG!) furry little... oh, he loved his little... furry... thing that he pet every day while he listened to his stereo (while sitting on the couch) he'd pet his furry (thing on the couch) his furry... And he looked down and he said "I love to pet you, my little furry... thing that I ... I love you so much that I decided to name you this name that I love and so I named you... I love you so... that's why... that's why I pet you every day... that's why I named you... that's why when I first got you and I knew how much I loved you... I decided that I'd give you the name of... the moniker of... I'd call you... your name is... I DECIDED THAT YOUR NAME WOULD HAVE TO BE... I'D CALL YOU... YOUR GOING TO BE CALLED... I THINK YOUR NAME... I CALL YOU... YOU'D GO AS... AAAAAAAAGGGGHHHHHHH!!!! POSTER NUTBAG!!!!!!!! Poster Nutbag sat on the couch next to Jimmy... Poster Nutbag, the furry little kitty-cat Jimmy's pet sat next to Jimmy and he looked up at Jimmy... and on this particular day Poster Nutbag decided to go for a little walk so Poster Nutbag got up and walked toward the door and Jimmy went to the door and he opened up the door and Poster Nutbag went outside and he started walking across the yard.. and he walk onto the sidewalk and he started walking innocently down the street and he walked down the street and suddenly he found himself wandering... into a new part of town that he'd never been to... Let me take you to...FUNKYTOWN Let me take you to...FUNKYTOWN Let me take you to...FUNKYTOWN Let me take you to...FUNKYTOWN And when he got there he was walking along and suddenly he rounded a corner and in front of him he saw... he saw Harpua... Harpua, the ugly dog from the beginning of the story... and they looked at each other... tension filled the air... there was going to be a nasty fight... Harpua saw Poster Nutbag and began to growl and let a hungry drop of saliva fall onto the floor... Poster Nutbag coiled his body into a deadly arch... the fight was about to begin... ARGAAAAAAAA! Look, the storm's gone...Dad (Mike): Jimmy... Jimmy (Fish): Yes, Dad D: Jimmy, I have some bad news... J: What might that be...Dad? D: It's about your cat, Poster... J: You wouldn't be talking about Poster Nutbag, now would you? YOUR CAT DIED! Poster is deadPoster is deadPoster's SO dead How about a goldfish? I don't want a goldfish How about a goldFISH? I don't...want a goldfish How about A goldfish? I don't want...a goldfish What do you... what do you... what do you... I want... What do you... A dog A dog There's a dog in the station With an ugly mutation And it needs lubrication each day There's a dog in the station Contemplating rotation As a form of recreation and play A dog There's a dog in the station With a bad reputation It's a sign of the nation's decay But the dog in the station Doesn't need a vacation As the people rush by dressed in gray A DOG A DOG A DOG!! |
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Rye, rye, rocco
Marco Esquandolas Run, run, run, run Run, run, run, run Run, run, run, run Run, run, run, run Set the gearshift for the high gear of your soul You've got to run like an antelope out of control |
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Danger, I've been told to expect it I begin my descent down the cold granite steps And who could have turned among those I confide in? I think that I know what I haven't known yet 'Cause a week is a monthand an hour a day When your reaching just pushes it further away With your past and your future precisely divided Am I at that moment? I haven't decided And stretching out into the sea... Aquitana Is that what the prophet told me he saw? You gave it to me but I really don't want it I came out on top by the luck of the draw 'Cause a week is a month and an hour a day When your reaching just pushes it further away And what's the return on the faith I've provided? I think that I know now but I haven't decided Before you take another step, don't blame it on yourself `Cause if you lay it on your brother when you're sleepin' You'll wake up in the morning and you'll be gone |
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It's time I sling the baskets off this overburdened horse,
sink my toes into the sand and set a different course, because if I were here and you were there, I'd meet you in between and not until my dying day confess what i have seen. |
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My glance is always darting, when I stroll the avenue
Avoiding all the obstacles that terrorize my view If you are here with me, I trust you to lead the way When you're not I follow you, and always go astray Silent in the morning Suspended in the trees Lunch time comes you've found your voice It brings me to my knees The volume just increases The resounding echoes grow Till once again I bask in morning stillness, I love so The target that I shoot for seems to move with every breath I tighten all my arteries and make one last request Divine creation hears me, and he squashes me with fear I think that this exact thing happened to me, just last year Silent in the morning You found your voice that brings me to Silent in the morning You found your voice that brings me to Silent in the morning You found your voice that brings me to my knees I will not dismiss you, shelter you, speak with you Smile at you, trust in me, Not to brush you off, and I agree |
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Sexy Sadie, what have you done?
You made a fool of everyone You made a fool of everyone Sexy Sadie, oh, what have you done? Sexy Sadie, you broke the rules You laid it down for all to see You laid it down for all to see Sexy Sadie, you broke all the rules One day, while the world was waiting for a lover She came along to turn on everyone Sexy Sadie, you're the greatest of them all Sexy Sadie, how did you know? The world was waiting just for you? The world was waiting just for you Sexy Sadie, oh, how did you know? Sexy Sadie, you'll get yours yet However big you think you are However big you think you are Sexy Sadie, oh, you'll get yours yet We gave her everything we owned just to sit at her table Just a smile would lighten everything Sexy Sadie, you're the greatest of them all |
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The Squirming Coil of sunset
I keep within my reach Tried yesterday to get away and hitchhiked to the beach I saw Satan on the beach trying to catch a ray He wasn't quite the speed of light and the squirming coil it got away.... The muscles flex the mother's ring She fastens children to her king and sends him down the crooked street When he returns, the birth's complete Jimmy holds the Tannis root The forest's tasty nectar shoot The sun tips off the monarch's suit from sequined sash to shiny boot "I'd like to lick the coil some day Like Icarus, who had to pay with melting wax and feathers brown He tasted it on his way down" Stun the puppy! Burn the whale! Bark a scruff and go to jail! Forge the coin and lick the stamp! Little Jimmy's off to camp |
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I look at you all see the love there that's sleeping
While my guitar gently weeps I look at the floor and I see it needs sweeping Still my guitar gently weeps I don't know why nobody told you how to unfold your love I don't know how someone controlled you They bought and sold you. I look at the world and I notice it's turning While my guitar gently weeps With every mistake we must surely be learning Still my guitar gently weeps I don't know how you were diverted You were perverted too I don't know how you were inverted No one alerted you. I look at you all see the love there that's sleeping While my guitar gently weeps Look at you all... Still my guitar gently weeps. |
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I'm so tired
I haven't slept a wink I'm so tired My mind is on the blink I wonder, should I get up and fix myself a drink No, no, no I'm so tired I don't know what to do I'm so tired My mind is set on you I wonder should I call you But I know what you would do You'd say, "You're putting me on" But it's no joke It's doing me harm You know I can't sleep I can't stop my brain You know it's three weeks I'm going insane You know I'd give you everything I've got for a little peace of mind I'm so tired I'm feeling so upset Although I'm so tired I'll have another cigarette And curse Sir Walter Raleigh He was such a stupid git You'd say, "You're putting me on" But it's no joke It's doing me harm You know I can't sleep I can't stop my brain You know it's three weeks I'm going insane You know I'd give you everything I've got for a little peace of mind Give you everything I've got for a little peace of mind Give you everything I've got for a little peace of mind |
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The woman was a dream I had
Though rather hard to keep for when my eyes were watching hers They closed, And I was still asleep. For when my hand was holding hers She whispered words and I awoke And faintly bouncing around the room The echo of whomever spoke I awoke and faintly bouncing round the room the echo of whomever spoke. The place I saw was far beneath The surface of the sea My sight was poor But I was sure The sirens sang their songs for me They dance above me as I sink I see them through a crystal haze And hear them bouncing round the room the never ending coral maze That time and once again I'm bouncing around the room. |
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