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from Phish - Round Room (2004)
Leigh Fordham sold me out
46 days and the coal ran out Please come 'round here another day Sit yourself down When you're ready to stay She dug down when they took the town Lookin' for clues But they couldn't be found Leigh found out she was ready to roam 47 days and the coal came home Taste the fear For the Devil's drawing near Taste the fear For the Devil's drawing near 46 days and the coal ran out |
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from Phish - "Live Phish Vol. 14: 10/31/95, Rosemont Horizon, Rosemont, Illinois [Live]" (2002) | |||||
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from Phish - "Live Phish Vol. 14: 10/31/95, Rosemont Horizon, Rosemont, Illinois [Live]" (2002)
I read the news today
About a lucky man who made the grade And though the news was rather sad Well, I just had to laugh I saw the photograph He blew his mind out in a car He didn't notice that the lights had changed A crowd of people stood and stared They'd seen his face before Nobody was really sure if he was from the house of lords I saw a film today The English army had just won the war A crowd of people looked away But I just had to look Having read the book I'd love to turn you on Woke up, fell out of bed Dragged a comb across my head Found my way downstairs and drank a cup And, looking up, I noticed I was late Found my coat and grabbed my hat Made the bus in seconds flat Found my way upstairs and had a smoke And somebody spoke and I went into a dream I read the news today Four thousand holes in Blackburn, Lancashire And though the holes were rather small They had to count them all Now they know how many holes it takes to fill the Albert Hall I'd love to turn you on |
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from Phish - Undermind (2004)
A song I heard the ocean sing
A shining light in darkness deep I prayed a prayer into the tide And both they soothed me in my sleep For every season that has passed I prayed a prayer into the tide A shining light in darkness deep In me ten years before the mast For every season that has passed I laid my body o'er the side A shining light in darkness deep I prayed a prayer into the tide How can I answer questions I've known? A song I heard the ocean sing A shining light in darkness deep Ten years before the mast I heard the ocean sing |
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from Phish - "Live Phish Vol. 9: 8/26/89, Townshend Family Park, Townshend, Vermont [Live]" (2002) | |||||
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from Phish - Phish: Live 19 [live] (2005)
Mr. Palmer is concerned with the thousand dollar question
Just like Roger he's a crazy little kid I've got the time if you've got the inclination So cheer up Palmer, you'll soon be dead The noose is hanging, at least you won't die wondering Sit up and take notice Tell it like it is If I were near you I wouldn't be far from you I've got a feeling you know what you did chorus: AC/DC Bag AC/DC Bag AC/DC Bag DC Bag (2x) Time to put your money where your mouth is Put 'em in a field and let 'em fight it out I'm running so fast my feet don't touch the ground I'm a stranger here I'm going down Let's get down to the nitty gritty Let's get this show on the road I'll show you mine if you show me yours I'm breathing hard - open the door (chorus) Brain dead, and made of money No future at all Pull down the blinds and run for cover No future at all Who would've thought it, that's where I am No future at all Don't sweat it, that's where I am Whoa, carry me down, down, down, down By that night, news of Palmer's death had traveled back to the camp. Spirits were low and Colonel Forbin felt devastated. Even though he had only been in Gamehendge for one day, he had already developed a deep hatred for Wilson. He wanted desperately to help the revolutionaries, but without Palmer, it seemed hopeless. He wandered slowly through the camp and passed Errand Wolfe, sitting by the fire with Rutherford, who had returned that afternoon. He walked on and soon found himself outside of Tela's hut. Forbin knocked and walked in. Tela sat behind a makeshift desk in the center of a room that was littered with small cages containing spotted stripers, a tiny three-legged breed of animal. The unit monster sat in the corner. The colonel took a step toward Tela and spoke. "I needed to come here tonight" he said, "to tell you that I've fallen in love with you." He looked to her eyes for approval but her face remained frozen in an expressionless stare. An awkward blanket of silence fell over the room and hung for a long moment before being shattered by the sound of the door swinging violently open. It was Rutherford the Brave. The ironclad knight rushed across the room and gripped the throats of Tela and the unit monster in each of his mighty hands. They struggled to break free but even the unit monster was no match for Rutherford's power and soon it was over. The bodies fell to the floor in a lifeless heap. Colonel Forbin stepped forward from where he stood in the corner unable to contain his confusion and rage and screamed "WHY?" His question was answered by Errand Wolfe who had quietly slipped through the doorway during the confusion. "She was a spy," he said, and explained to Forbin that she had been sending information to Wilson using the spotted stripers as carriers. Roger's death had aroused his suspicion, and Palmer's had confirmed it. The colonel stood in silence in a world that had turned up-side-down so many times that he no longer knew which way was up. It had all seemed so simple when he first arrived. G ood versus evil, and of course he had sided with good as he had done all his life. And now, he stood and stared into the eyes of Errand Wolfe and he saw evil. The entire picture began to seem like an enormous puzzle with one piece missing, and the colonel knew what that piece was. "Within twenty-four hours," he said to Errand Wolfe, "You will have the Helping Friendly Book." And even as the words were leaving his lips, he found himself running out the door and into the forest, not towards Prussia, but toward the great mountain looming in the distance. |
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from Phish - Undermind (2004)
The first time I came over I was bitten by your dog
You weren't even there 'cause you were walking in the fog I call you up and plead and beg and talk to your machine My friends say not to bother when you're acting pretty mean But I don't need to botehr you, no I won't play that part I just want access to the inside of your heart Access to your thoughts on the way that I should be So I could start to cvhange and maybe you could access me Access me You could tell me all about all the things you did at work The guy who sits beside you and how he's acting like a jerk And if you don't have to open up the secrets of your soul But if that's the place you want me I'd be glad to pay the toll |
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from Phish - Round Room (2004)
There is a place on the mountain nearby
Deep in a cave but it's up rather high There in the darkness are safely concealed All of the dreams that you never revealed And if you go there, and after you do All of these dreams would be yours to pursue The rest of your lifetime devoid of a care If you keep your eyes open you may find yourself there Such is the promise, such is the curse You could just live your life better or worse Knowing the cache of dreams up on that hill Beckons and sways but won't bend to your will You might find a river under a mountain That feeds a remote subterranean fountain Drink from this, taste just a hint of a dream That somehow leaked into the underground stream And if you go there, and after you do All of these dreams would be yours to pursue The rest of your lifetime devoid of a care If you keep your eyes open you may find yourself there |
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from Phish - Round Room (2004)
I am just a satellite, high above the atmosphere
Bouncing every thing you say to someone who is meant to hear Sometimes on a rainy day, I lie in bed and dream of you So blame it on the satellite, when your message can't get through I am just a tiny wave, a minor ripple out at sea Moving slowly towards the shore, burdened with uncertainty I'm gaining power, losing speed, wondering as I near your door Will you hold it open for the tidal wave approaching shore? You've become an island in the hazy world surrounding me Offering a vast reward each time I safely cross the sea All too often I become lost in the fog and haze Clinging still, against my will, to promises of clearer days I am just a raindrop that accelerates without control Losing bits and pieces in descent 'til I'm no longer whole I am just another shooting star above that you might see Until I have your full attention I'll be anything but me |
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from Phish - Undermind (2004)
Northern dilemma
Call of the cold The arms of the arctic begin to unfold Sit in a circle facing the sun Get what you can now Winter is on Truth on condition Never dig deep Solemn reminders as groundwaters seep Into foundations, centers of joy To weaken and crumble Search and destroy Light up the city Hiding so strange You'd better take cover It's love at close range Oh solo mission Cover of dark Army of one now, don't let down your guard Sit in a circle facing the sun Soak it in while you can Winter is on I got no answer but you've got no call Just can't compete with the weight of it all Silent treatment Stone in the rain Bright, shining doorway Try to remain Northern dilemma Call of the cold The arms of the arctic begin to unfold |
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from Phish - "Live Phish Vol. 14: 10/31/95, Rosemont Horizon, Rosemont, Illinois [Live]" (2002) | |||||
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from Phish - Hoist (1994)
I dropped the buzzard in the sand and trudged off slowly toward the town,
I needed dinner and a place where I could throw my weight around, I detected faint axilla scent that put me off my appetite, But mouflon warring where I went renewed in me a need to fight, Then reveling in mirror mask I soon was lost in foggy ditch, Without a feather gray or white to tickle that piano witch, Fearing that I must expose my worm to holographic haze, My Clinometer error rose and spawned in her new mawkish ways, I woke the witch with reverence reserved for serpents, snails, and slugs, I pulled the witch from out the ditch and turned to face the furry thugs, The sheep they smiled with teeth agleam, The weapons in their hooves revolved I detected a prostatic ream, I gulped and felt my loins dissolve!!!!!!!!! |
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from Phish - New Year`S Eve 1995 (2006)
I dropped the buzzard in the sand and trudged off slowly toward the town,
I needed dinner and a place where I could throw my weight around, I detected faint axilla scent that put me off my appetite, But mouflon warring where I went renewed in me a need to fight, Then reveling in mirror mask I soon was lost in foggy ditch, Without a feather gray or white to tickle that piano witch, Fearing that I must expose my worm to holographic haze, My Clinometer error rose and spawned in her new mawkish ways, I woke the witch with reverence reserved for serpents, snails, and slugs, I pulled the witch from out the ditch and turned to face the furry thugs, The sheep they smiled with teeth agleam, The weapons in their hooves revolved I detected a prostatic ream, I gulped and felt my loins dissolve!!!!!!!!! |
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from Phish - Farmhouse (2003)
When I jumped off, I had a bucket full of thoughts
When I first jumped off, I held that bucket in my hand Ideas that would take me all around the world I stood and watched the smoke behind the mountain curl It took me a long time to get back on the train Now I'm gone and I'll never look back again I'm gone and I'll never look back at all You know I'll never look back again I turn my face into the howlin' wind It took me a long time to get back on the train See my face in the town that's flashing by See me standing at the station in the rain See me running there beside the car I left it all behind, again I'll travel far It took me a long time to get back on the train When I jumped off, I had a bucket full of thoughts When I first jumped off, I held that bucket in my hand Ideas that would take me all around the world I stood and watched the smoke behind the mountains curl It took me a long time to get back on the train It took me a long time to get back on the train It took me a long time to get back on the train |
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from Phish - Lawn Boy (1991)
Brett is in the bathtub making soup for the ambassadors
And I am in the hallway singing to the troubadours The kings are all lined up outside the gate And the autumn bells are ringing but they'll just have to wait Where is the joker? Have you seen him around With his three coned cap that he wears like a clown? Have you seen his stripped stockings and heard his sad tale About the kids under the carpet and the purple humpbacked whales? Here come the ambassadors, they show up one by one Brett is tasting all the soup to see if it is done Wendy's on the windowsill waiting to be let in And we're all in the bathtub now making bathtub gin The kings storm the hallway they've climbed up through the gate they didn't mean to be impolite but they just couldn't wait Here comes the joker with his silly grin He carries a martini made of bathtub gin Here comes the joker we all must laugh Cause we're all in this together, and we love to take a bath. |
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from Phish - Hampton Comes Alive (1999)
Brett is in the bathtub making soup for the ambassadors And I am in the hallway singing to the troubadours The kings are all lined up outside the gate And the autumn bells are ringing but they'll just have to wait Where is the joker? Have you seen him around With his three coned cap that he wears like a clown? Have you seen his stripped stockings and heard his sad tale About the kids under the carpet and the purple humpbacked whales? Here come the ambassadors, they show up one by one Brett is tasting all the soup to see if it is done Wendy's on the windowsill waiting to be let in And we're all in the bathtub now making bathtub gin The kings storm the hallway they've climbed up through the gate they didn't mean to be impolite but they just couldn't wait Here comes the joker with his silly grin He carries a martini made of bathtub gin Here comes the joker we all must laugh Cause we're all in this together, and we love to take a bath. |
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from Phish - "Live Phish Vol. 8: 7/10/99, E Centre, Camden, New Jersey [Live]" (2002)
Brett is in the bathtub making soup for the ambassadors And I am in the hallway singing to the troubadours The kings are all lined up outside the gate And the autumn bells are ringing but they'll just have to wait Where is the joker? Have you seen him around With his three coned cap that he wears like a clown? Have you seen his stripped stockings and heard his sad tale About the kids under the carpet and the purple humpbacked whales? Here come the ambassadors, they show up one by one Brett is tasting all the soup to see if it is done Wendy's on the windowsill waiting to be let in And we're all in the bathtub now making bathtub gin The kings storm the hallway they've climbed up through the gate they didn't mean to be impolite but they just couldn't wait Here comes the joker with his silly grin He carries a martini made of bathtub gin Here comes the joker we all must laugh Cause we're all in this together, and we love to take a bath. |
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from Phish - Bathtub Gin (2003)
Brett is in the bathtub making soup for the ambassadors And I am in the hallway singing to the troubadours The kings are all lined up outside the gate And the autumn bells are ringing but they'll just have to wait Where is the joker? Have you seen him around With his three coned cap that he wears like a clown? Have you seen his stripped stockings and heard his sad tale About the kids under the carpet and the purple humpbacked whales? Here come the ambassadors, they show up one by one Brett is tasting all the soup to see if it is done Wendy's on the windowsill waiting to be let in And we're all in the bathtub now making bathtub gin The kings storm the hallway they've climbed up through the gate they didn't mean to be impolite but they just couldn't wait Here comes the joker with his silly grin He carries a martini made of bathtub gin Here comes the joker we all must laugh Cause we're all in this together, and we love to take a bath. |
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from Phish - Phish: Live 19 [live] (2005)
Brett is in the bathtub making soup for the ambassadors And I am in the hallway singing to the troubadours The kings are all lined up outside the gate And the autumn bells are ringing but they'll just have to wait Where is the joker? Have you seen him around With his three coned cap that he wears like a clown? Have you seen his stripped stockings and heard his sad tale About the kids under the carpet and the purple humpbacked whales? Here come the ambassadors, they show up one by one Brett is tasting all the soup to see if it is done Wendy's on the windowsill waiting to be let in And we're all in the bathtub now making bathtub gin The kings storm the hallway they've climbed up through the gate they didn't mean to be impolite but they just couldn't wait Here comes the joker with his silly grin He carries a martini made of bathtub gin Here comes the joker we all must laugh Cause we're all in this together, and we love to take a bath. |
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from Phish - Phish: Live 17 [live] (2005)
Brett is in the bathtub making soup for the ambassadors And I am in the hallway singing to the troubadours The kings are all lined up outside the gate And the autumn bells are ringing but they'll just have to wait Where is the joker? Have you seen him around With his three coned cap that he wears like a clown? Have you seen his stripped stockings and heard his sad tale About the kids under the carpet and the purple humpbacked whales? Here come the ambassadors, they show up one by one Brett is tasting all the soup to see if it is done Wendy's on the windowsill waiting to be let in And we're all in the bathtub now making bathtub gin The kings storm the hallway they've climbed up through the gate they didn't mean to be impolite but they just couldn't wait Here comes the joker with his silly grin He carries a martini made of bathtub gin Here comes the joker we all must laugh Cause we're all in this together, and we love to take a bath. |
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from Phish - Phish: Live 17 [live] (2005) | |||||
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from Phish - Hampton Comes Alive (1999)
When I get home from work, what do I do?
I try to kill you! When I get home from work, what do I do? I try to kill you! And why would I try to kill you? Because you're a... Big black furry creature from Mars (4x) When we go out to eat, what do I do? I try to kill you! When we go out to eat, what do I do? Oh, I am killing you! Why do i kill you? Because you're a... Big black furry creature from Mars (4x) I'm runnin, away from you (x2) Why am I running? Cause you're a... Big black furry creature from Mars (12x) |
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from Phish - Billy Breathes (1999)
Tumbling greens
A pickup screams Alone above the square Oh sing softly Above the trees Where Billy breathes We float upon the air Oh.. softly sing sweet songs Softly sing sweet songs Softly sing sweet songs Silent scenes in motion means I’ll wake you when we’re there Oh sing softly Time, it seems in broken dreams To sleep beside the stair Oh.. softly sing sweet songs Softly sing sweet songs Softly sing sweet songs .. Softly sing sweet songs.... |
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from Phish - "Live Phish Vol. 8: 7/10/99, E Centre, Camden, New Jersey [Live]" (2002)
It's easy sometimes when you just coast along
But like it or not something always seems to go wrong Sometimes people build you up just so they can knock you down Sometimes they will have you there 'cause they need someone around Perhaps you'll receive invitations for tea or perhaps you will laugh and you will make them all smile Or maybe you'll join them 'cause it had to be Perhaps you'll forget you forgot for a while Birds of a feather are flocking outside like whippets they dance in a curly-queue dance of pulses and ringing and campfire chants of ritual drumming although at first glance you thought you could run but you won't take a chance it's not an experience if they can't bring someone along they hang on emotions they bottle inside they peck at the ground and they strut out of stride Birds of a feather are flocking outside |
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from Phish - "Live Phish Vol. 16: 10/31/98, Thomas & Mack Center, Las Vegas, Nevada [Live]" (2002)
It's easy sometimes when you just coast along
But like it or not something always seems to go wrong Sometimes people build you up just so they can knock you down Sometimes they will have you there 'cause they need someone around Perhaps you'll receive invitations for tea or perhaps you will laugh and you will make them all smile Or maybe you'll join them 'cause it had to be Perhaps you'll forget you forgot for a while Birds of a feather are flocking outside like whippets they dance in a curly-queue dance of pulses and ringing and campfire chants of ritual drumming although at first glance you thought you could run but you won't take a chance it's not an experience if they can't bring someone along they hang on emotions they bottle inside they peck at the ground and they strut out of stride Birds of a feather are flocking outside |
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from Phish - Phish: Live 17 [live] (2005)
It's easy sometimes when you just coast along
But like it or not something always seems to go wrong Sometimes people build you up just so they can knock you down Sometimes they will have you there 'cause they need someone around Perhaps you'll receive invitations for tea or perhaps you will laugh and you will make them all smile Or maybe you'll join them 'cause it had to be Perhaps you'll forget you forgot for a while Birds of a feather are flocking outside like whippets they dance in a curly-queue dance of pulses and ringing and campfire chants of ritual drumming although at first glance you thought you could run but you won't take a chance it's not an experience if they can't bring someone along they hang on emotions they bottle inside they peck at the ground and they strut out of stride Birds of a feather are flocking outside |
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from Phish - Lawn Boy (1991)
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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from Phish - "Live Phish Vol. 13: 10/31/94, Glens Falls Civic Center, Glens Falls, New York [Live]" (2002)
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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from Phish - A Live One (2004)
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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from Phish - Phish: Live 19 [live] (2005)
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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from Phish - The Story Of The Ghost (1998)
If you're just staring at your walls
Observing echoing footfalls From tenants wandering distant halls Then this one is for you If children playing all around To you is noise not pleasant sound And you'd be lost on the playground Then this one is for you All alone the life you lead A silent diner where you feed You bow your head pretend to read Then this one if for you Slip past strangers in the street There's no one that you care to meet Longing for your TV seat this one is for you If you're just staring at your walls If you're just staring at your walls And this one is for you If you're just staring at your walls If you're just staring at your walls And this one is for you this one is for you this one is for you this one is for you..... |
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from Phish - Phish: Live 17 [live] (2005)
If you're just staring at your walls
Observing echoing footfalls From tenants wandering distant halls Then this one is for you If children playing all around To you is noise not pleasant sound And you'd be lost on the playground Then this one is for you All alone the life you lead A silent diner where you feed You bow your head pretend to read Then this one if for you Slip past strangers in the street There's no one that you care to meet Longing for your TV seat this one is for you If you're just staring at your walls If you're just staring at your walls And this one is for you If you're just staring at your walls If you're just staring at your walls And this one is for you this one is for you this one is for you this one is for you..... |
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from Phish - "Live Phish Vol. 15: 10/31/96, The Omni, Atlanta, Georgia [Live]" (2002)
Whoa!Whoa!Whoa!
Somebody's jumping in the tub with your brother (2x) Whoa!Whoa!Whoa! Somebody's definitely jumping in the tub with your brother (2x) Somebody's definitely jumping in the tub with your brother Jumping in the tub with your cousin Somebody's definitely jumping in the tub with your brother Uncle! Somebody's jumping in the tub with your brother! Somebody's jumping in the tub with your mother! Whoa!Whoa!Whoa! |
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from Phish - Farmhouse (2003)
There've been times when I wander
And times when I don't Concepts I'll ponder And concepts I won't ever see God isn't one of these Former or latter Which did you think I meant It doesn't matter to me Bug, It doesn't matter (Don't need it) Bug, It doesn't matter (Don't feed it) My, it doesn't matter (Thoughts faded) ..., it doesn't matter (Overrated) Gold in my hand In a country pool Standing and waving The rain, wind on the runway Spending or saving Credit or debt Which did you think I meant Nothing I see can be taken from me |
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from Phish - "Live Phish Vol. 10: 6/22/94, Veterans Memorial Auditorium, Columbus, Ohio [Live]" (2002)
Carolina, carolina, carolina, carolina
Nothing could be finer than to be in carolina in the morning No one could be sweeter that my sweetie when I meet her in the morning Where the morning glory Twine around the door Whispering pretty stories I long to hear once more Strolling with my girlie when the dew is pearly early in the morning Butterflies all flutter up and kiss each little buttercup, in the morning If I had aladdin's lamp I'd make a wish and here's what I'd say Nothing could be finer than to be in carolina in the morning |
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from Phish - A Picture of Nectar (1992)
(Doctor Davis, telephone please...Doctor Davis, telephone please)
I'd catapult downtown To see the galleries And my favorite fiancee In a lavender gown But I'm hooked up to a machine It performs my daily functions Through a tube in my wien And today that thing malfunctioned Like a forest fire It burnt a hole in me and I perspired So there ain't gonna be a wedding No love affair No art to which none compares |
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from Phish - "Live Phish Vol. 10: 6/22/94, Veterans Memorial Auditorium, Columbus, Ohio [Live]" (2002)
(Doctor Davis, telephone please...Doctor Davis, telephone please)
I'd catapult downtown To see the galleries And my favorite fiancee In a lavender gown But I'm hooked up to a machine It performs my daily functions Through a tube in my wien And today that thing malfunctioned Like a forest fire It burnt a hole in me and I perspired So there ain't gonna be a wedding No love affair No art to which none compares |
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from Phish - A Picture of Nectar (1992)
Your time is near, the mission's clear
It's later than we think Before you slip into the night You'll want something to drink Steal away before the dawn, and Bring us back good news But if you've tread in primal soup Please wipe it from your shoes Just then a porthole pirate Scouraged the evening with his cry And sanctuary bugs deprived A monkey of its thigh A dust arose and clogged my nose Before I could blink twice Despite the scut that bubbled up I gave some last advice: The flesh from Satan's dogs Will make the rudiments of gruel Deduct the carrots from your pay You worthless swampy fool Exploding then through fields and few And swimming in the mire The septic maiden's gargoyle tooth Demented me with fire I drifted where the current chose Afloat upon my back And if perchance a newt slimed by I'd stuff it in my sack Soon I felt a bubble form, Somewhere below my skin But with the handy spine of hedgehog I removed the force within Suzie then removed her mask And caused a mighty stir The angry crowd responded Taking turns at grabbing her The foggy cavern's musty grime Appeared within my palm I snatched Rick's fork to scrape it off With deadly icy calm The crowd meanwhile had taken Sue And used her like a rag To mop the slime from where the slug Had slithered with the bag In summing up, the moral seems A little bit obscure... Give the director a serpent deflector A mudrat detector, a ribbon reflector A cushion convector, a picture of nectar A virile disector, a hormone collector Whatever you do take care of your shoes |
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from Phish - Hampton Comes Alive (1999)
Your time is near, the mission's clear
It's later than we think Before you slip into the night You'll want something to drink Steal away before the dawn, and Bring us back good news But if you've tread in primal soup Please wipe it from your shoes Just then a porthole pirate Scouraged the evening with his cry And sanctuary bugs deprived A monkey of its thigh A dust arose and clogged my nose Before I could blink twice Despite the scut that bubbled up I gave some last advice: The flesh from Satan's dogs Will make the rudiments of gruel Deduct the carrots from your pay You worthless swampy fool Exploding then through fields and few And swimming in the mire The septic maiden's gargoyle tooth Demented me with fire I drifted where the current chose Afloat upon my back And if perchance a newt slimed by I'd stuff it in my sack Soon I felt a bubble form, Somewhere below my skin But with the handy spine of hedgehog I removed the force within Suzie then removed her mask And caused a mighty stir The angry crowd responded Taking turns at grabbing her The foggy cavern's musty grime Appeared within my palm I snatched Rick's fork to scrape it off With deadly icy calm The crowd meanwhile had taken Sue And used her like a rag To mop the slime from where the slug Had slithered with the bag In summing up, the moral seems A little bit obscure... Give the director a serpent deflector A mudrat detector, a ribbon reflector A cushion convector, a picture of nectar A virile disector, a hormone collector Whatever you do take care of your shoes |
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from Phish - "Live Phish Vol. 7: 8/14/93, World Music Theatre, Tinley Park, Illinois [Live]" (2002)
Your time is near, the mission's clear
It's later than we think Before you slip into the night You'll want something to drink Steal away before the dawn, and Bring us back good news But if you've tread in primal soup Please wipe it from your shoes Just then a porthole pirate Scouraged the evening with his cry And sanctuary bugs deprived A monkey of its thigh A dust arose and clogged my nose Before I could blink twice Despite the scut that bubbled up I gave some last advice: The flesh from Satan's dogs Will make the rudiments of gruel Deduct the carrots from your pay You worthless swampy fool Exploding then through fields and few And swimming in the mire The septic maiden's gargoyle tooth Demented me with fire I drifted where the current chose Afloat upon my back And if perchance a newt slimed by I'd stuff it in my sack Soon I felt a bubble form, Somewhere below my skin But with the handy spine of hedgehog I removed the force within Suzie then removed her mask And caused a mighty stir The angry crowd responded Taking turns at grabbing her The foggy cavern's musty grime Appeared within my palm I snatched Rick's fork to scrape it off With deadly icy calm The crowd meanwhile had taken Sue And used her like a rag To mop the slime from where the slug Had slithered with the bag In summing up, the moral seems A little bit obscure... Give the director a serpent deflector A mudrat detector, a ribbon reflector A cushion convector, a picture of nectar A virile disector, a hormone collector Whatever you do take care of your shoes |
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from Phish - "Live Phish Vol. 10: 6/22/94, Veterans Memorial Auditorium, Columbus, Ohio [Live]" (2002)
Your time is near, the mission's clear
It's later than we think Before you slip into the night You'll want something to drink Steal away before the dawn, and Bring us back good news But if you've tread in primal soup Please wipe it from your shoes Just then a porthole pirate Scouraged the evening with his cry And sanctuary bugs deprived A monkey of its thigh A dust arose and clogged my nose Before I could blink twice Despite the scut that bubbled up I gave some last advice: The flesh from Satan's dogs Will make the rudiments of gruel Deduct the carrots from your pay You worthless swampy fool Exploding then through fields and few And swimming in the mire The septic maiden's gargoyle tooth Demented me with fire I drifted where the current chose Afloat upon my back And if perchance a newt slimed by I'd stuff it in my sack Soon I felt a bubble form, Somewhere below my skin But with the handy spine of hedgehog I removed the force within Suzie then removed her mask And caused a mighty stir The angry crowd responded Taking turns at grabbing her The foggy cavern's musty grime Appeared within my palm I snatched Rick's fork to scrape it off With deadly icy calm The crowd meanwhile had taken Sue And used her like a rag To mop the slime from where the slug Had slithered with the bag In summing up, the moral seems A little bit obscure... Give the director a serpent deflector A mudrat detector, a ribbon reflector A cushion convector, a picture of nectar A virile disector, a hormone collector Whatever you do take care of your shoes |
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from Phish - Phish: Live 19 [live] (2005)
Your time is near, the mission's clear
It's later than we think Before you slip into the night You'll want something to drink Steal away before the dawn, and Bring us back good news But if you've tread in primal soup Please wipe it from your shoes Just then a porthole pirate Scouraged the evening with his cry And sanctuary bugs deprived A monkey of its thigh A dust arose and clogged my nose Before I could blink twice Despite the scut that bubbled up I gave some last advice: The flesh from Satan's dogs Will make the rudiments of gruel Deduct the carrots from your pay You worthless swampy fool Exploding then through fields and few And swimming in the mire The septic maiden's gargoyle tooth Demented me with fire I drifted where the current chose Afloat upon my back And if perchance a newt slimed by I'd stuff it in my sack Soon I felt a bubble form, Somewhere below my skin But with the handy spine of hedgehog I removed the force within Suzie then removed her mask And caused a mighty stir The angry crowd responded Taking turns at grabbing her The foggy cavern's musty grime Appeared within my palm I snatched Rick's fork to scrape it off With deadly icy calm The crowd meanwhile had taken Sue And used her like a rag To mop the slime from where the slug Had slithered with the bag In summing up, the moral seems A little bit obscure... Give the director a serpent deflector A mudrat detector, a ribbon reflector A cushion convector, a picture of nectar A virile disector, a hormone collector Whatever you do take care of your shoes |
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from Phish - "Live Phish Vol. 7: 8/14/93, World Music Theatre, Tinley Park, Illinois [Live]" (2002)
Come stumble my mirth beaten worker
I'm Jezmund the family berzerker I'm bought for the price of a flagon of rice The wind buffs the cabin You speak of your life Or more willingly Locust the Lurker Confuse what you can of the ending And revise your despise so impending 'Cause I soak on the wrath That you didn't quite mask I'm getting it clearly through alternate paths Or mixed in with the signal you're sending But who can unlearn all the facts that I've learned As I sat in their chairs and my synapses burned And the torture of chalk dust collects on my tongue Thoughts follow my vision and dance in the sun All my vasoconstrictors they come slowly undone Can't this wait till im old? Can't I live while I'm young? But no peace for Jezmund tonight I plug the distress tube up tight And watch what I say as it flutters away And all this emotion is kept harmless at bay Not to educate somebody's fright But who can unlearn all the facts that I've learned As I sat in their chairs and my synapses burned And the torture of chalk dust collects on my tongue Thoughts follow my vision and dance in the sun All my vasoconstrictors they come slowly undone Can't this wait till im old? Can't I live while I'm young? |
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from Phish - "Live Phish Vol. 8: 7/10/99, E Centre, Camden, New Jersey [Live]" (2002)
Come stumble my mirth beaten worker
I'm Jezmund the family berzerker I'm bought for the price of a flagon of rice The wind buffs the cabin You speak of your life Or more willingly Locust the Lurker Confuse what you can of the ending And revise your despise so impending 'Cause I soak on the wrath That you didn't quite mask I'm getting it clearly through alternate paths Or mixed in with the signal you're sending But who can unlearn all the facts that I've learned As I sat in their chairs and my synapses burned And the torture of chalk dust collects on my tongue Thoughts follow my vision and dance in the sun All my vasoconstrictors they come slowly undone Can't this wait till im old? Can't I live while I'm young? But no peace for Jezmund tonight I plug the distress tube up tight And watch what I say as it flutters away And all this emotion is kept harmless at bay Not to educate somebody's fright But who can unlearn all the facts that I've learned As I sat in their chairs and my synapses burned And the torture of chalk dust collects on my tongue Thoughts follow my vision and dance in the sun All my vasoconstrictors they come slowly undone Can't this wait till im old? Can't I live while I'm young? |
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from Phish - "Live Phish Vol. 16: 10/31/98, Thomas & Mack Center, Las Vegas, Nevada [Live]" (2002)
Come stumble my mirth beaten worker
I'm Jezmund the family berzerker I'm bought for the price of a flagon of rice The wind buffs the cabin You speak of your life Or more willingly Locust the Lurker Confuse what you can of the ending And revise your despise so impending 'Cause I soak on the wrath That you didn't quite mask I'm getting it clearly through alternate paths Or mixed in with the signal you're sending But who can unlearn all the facts that I've learned As I sat in their chairs and my synapses burned And the torture of chalk dust collects on my tongue Thoughts follow my vision and dance in the sun All my vasoconstrictors they come slowly undone Can't this wait till im old? Can't I live while I'm young? But no peace for Jezmund tonight I plug the distress tube up tight And watch what I say as it flutters away And all this emotion is kept harmless at bay Not to educate somebody's fright But who can unlearn all the facts that I've learned As I sat in their chairs and my synapses burned And the torture of chalk dust collects on my tongue Thoughts follow my vision and dance in the sun All my vasoconstrictors they come slowly undone Can't this wait till im old? Can't I live while I'm young? |
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from Phish - Chalk Dust Torture [single] (2003)
Come stumble my mirth beaten worker
I'm Jezmund the family berzerker I'm bought for the price of a flagon of rice The wind buffs the cabin You speak of your life Or more willingly Locust the Lurker Confuse what you can of the ending And revise your despise so impending 'Cause I soak on the wrath That you didn't quite mask I'm getting it clearly through alternate paths Or mixed in with the signal you're sending But who can unlearn all the facts that I've learned As I sat in their chairs and my synapses burned And the torture of chalk dust collects on my tongue Thoughts follow my vision and dance in the sun All my vasoconstrictors they come slowly undone Can't this wait till im old? Can't I live while I'm young? But no peace for Jezmund tonight I plug the distress tube up tight And watch what I say as it flutters away And all this emotion is kept harmless at bay Not to educate somebody's fright But who can unlearn all the facts that I've learned As I sat in their chairs and my synapses burned And the torture of chalk dust collects on my tongue Thoughts follow my vision and dance in the sun All my vasoconstrictors they come slowly undone Can't this wait till im old? Can't I live while I'm young? |
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from Phish - A Live One (2004)
Come stumble my mirth beaten worker
I'm Jezmund the family berzerker I'm bought for the price of a flagon of rice The wind buffs the cabin You speak of your life Or more willingly Locust the Lurker Confuse what you can of the ending And revise your despise so impending 'Cause I soak on the wrath That you didn't quite mask I'm getting it clearly through alternate paths Or mixed in with the signal you're sending But who can unlearn all the facts that I've learned As I sat in their chairs and my synapses burned And the torture of chalk dust collects on my tongue Thoughts follow my vision and dance in the sun All my vasoconstrictors they come slowly undone Can't this wait till im old? Can't I live while I'm young? But no peace for Jezmund tonight I plug the distress tube up tight And watch what I say as it flutters away And all this emotion is kept harmless at bay Not to educate somebody's fright But who can unlearn all the facts that I've learned As I sat in their chairs and my synapses burned And the torture of chalk dust collects on my tongue Thoughts follow my vision and dance in the sun All my vasoconstrictors they come slowly undone Can't this wait till im old? Can't I live while I'm young? |
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from Phish - Phish: Live 17 [live] (2005)
Come stumble my mirth beaten worker
I'm Jezmund the family berzerker I'm bought for the price of a flagon of rice The wind buffs the cabin You speak of your life Or more willingly Locust the Lurker Confuse what you can of the ending And revise your despise so impending 'Cause I soak on the wrath That you didn't quite mask I'm getting it clearly through alternate paths Or mixed in with the signal you're sending But who can unlearn all the facts that I've learned As I sat in their chairs and my synapses burned And the torture of chalk dust collects on my tongue Thoughts follow my vision and dance in the sun All my vasoconstrictors they come slowly undone Can't this wait till im old? Can't I live while I'm young? But no peace for Jezmund tonight I plug the distress tube up tight And watch what I say as it flutters away And all this emotion is kept harmless at bay Not to educate somebody's fright But who can unlearn all the facts that I've learned As I sat in their chairs and my synapses burned And the torture of chalk dust collects on my tongue Thoughts follow my vision and dance in the sun All my vasoconstrictors they come slowly undone Can't this wait till im old? Can't I live while I'm young? |
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from Phish - Billy Breathes (1999)
I was taught a month ago
to bide my time and take it slow then I learned just yesterday to rush and never waste the day I'm convinced the whole day long that all I learn is always wrong and things are true that I forget but no one taught that to me yet I ought to see the man Mulcahy I was taught a month ago to bide my time and take it slow then I learned just yesterday to rush and never waste the day I'm convinced the whole day long that all I learn is always wrong and things are true that I forget but no one taught that to me yet I ought to see the man Mulcahy .. I .. I ought to see the man Mulcahy |
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from Phish - Hampton Comes Alive (1999)
I was taught a month ago
to bide my time and take it slow then I learned just yesterday to rush and never waste the day I'm convinced the whole day long that all I learn is always wrong and things are true that I forget but no one taught that to me yet I ought to see the man Mulcahy I was taught a month ago to bide my time and take it slow then I learned just yesterday to rush and never waste the day I'm convinced the whole day long that all I learn is always wrong and things are true that I forget but no one taught that to me yet I ought to see the man Mulcahy .. I .. I ought to see the man Mulcahy |
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from Phish - "Live Phish Vol. 11: 11/17/97, Mcnichols Sports Arena, Denver, Colorado [Live]" (2002)
I was taught a month ago
to bide my time and take it slow then I learned just yesterday to rush and never waste the day I'm convinced the whole day long that all I learn is always wrong and things are true that I forget but no one taught that to me yet I ought to see the man Mulcahy I was taught a month ago to bide my time and take it slow then I learned just yesterday to rush and never waste the day I'm convinced the whole day long that all I learn is always wrong and things are true that I forget but no one taught that to me yet I ought to see the man Mulcahy .. I .. I ought to see the man Mulcahy |
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from Phish - "Live Phish Vol. 15: 10/31/96, The Omni, Atlanta, Georgia [Live]" (2002)
I was taught a month ago
to bide my time and take it slow then I learned just yesterday to rush and never waste the day I'm convinced the whole day long that all I learn is always wrong and things are true that I forget but no one taught that to me yet I ought to see the man Mulcahy I was taught a month ago to bide my time and take it slow then I learned just yesterday to rush and never waste the day I'm convinced the whole day long that all I learn is always wrong and things are true that I forget but no one taught that to me yet I ought to see the man Mulcahy .. I .. I ought to see the man Mulcahy |
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from Phish - Slip, Stitch & Pass (2004)
Think of London - small city
Dark - dark in the daytime People sleep - sleep in the daytime If they want to - if they want to I'm checkin' 'em out I'm checkin' 'em out I've got it figured out I've got it figured out There's some good points - some bad points But it all works out - I'm just a little freaked out Find your city - Find yourself a city to live in I will find a city - Find yourself a city to live in A lot of bridges in Birmingham A lot of ghosts - and a lot of houses Look over there - dry ice factory Good place to get some thinking done I'm checkin' 'em out I'm checkin' 'em out I've got it figured out I'm the one who got it figured out There's some good points - some bad points Find your city - Find yourself a city to live in I will find a city - Find yourself a city to live in Did I forget to mention - Forget to mention Memphish Home of Elvis and the ancient Greeks Do I smell - I smell home cooking It's only the river - it's only the river I'm checkin' 'em out I'm checkin' 'em out I've got it figured out I've got it figured out There's some good points - some bad points Are those things real? Denied! Find your city - Find yourself a city to live in I will find a city - Find yourself a city to live in I will find a city - Find yourself a city to live in I will find a city Find yourself a city to live in |
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from Phish - "Live Phish Vol. 9: 8/26/89, Townshend Family Park, Townshend, Vermont [Live]" (2002)
Colonel Forbin stared up at the mountain
And wiped away the beads of sweat That glistened on his brow His tired feet were buried in the quagmire And his bloodshot eyes saw all that lay between him And fulfillment of his vow And he felt his fingers wrap around a knotted root And pulled his body upwards To a sea green mossy boulder And he dragged his weary carcass (or "shit-ass") up the mountain And he climbed so slowly He climbed so slowly Ahead Ahead Suddenly he heard the crack of thunder And the rocks began to crumble overhead And tumble down the mountain to the Dismal swamp that lay beneath the jagged cliffs through which his path had led And the earth began to quake beneath his feet And the mighty mountain changed before his eyes And he stood amidst a sea of dust and rocks and stones Cascading down the mountain And a thousand birds were headed for the sky. Oh... The sacred creed will be yours And if you wait until tomorrow The sacred creed will be yours To devour Yours To seize And to obey Obey When the dust had cleared, the colonel lifted up his head And was driven to his knees by a blazing beam of light And he saw the silhouette that stood before him And he bowed in reverence Trembling in the shadow of the mighty legend's form Icculus the prophet stood before his eyes Looking down on Colonel Forbin Where he shuddered in the puddles and the muck And he quietly addressed him And he spoke so slowly He spoke so slowly Ahead He said Colonel Forbin I know why you've come here And I'll help you with your quest to gain the knowledge that you lack I call upon my faithful friend the mockingbird To fly and seize the helping book and bring it to your shack And a tree of knowledge in your soul will grow And the Helping Friendly Book will plant the seed But I warn you that all knowledge seeming innocent and pure Becomes a deadly weapon in the hands of avarice And greed The sacred greed will be yours And if you wait until tomorrow The sacred creed will be yours To devour Yours To seize And to obey And to obey And the famous mockingbird swooped down out of the sky and landed on Icculus's shoulder, and Icculus whispered into the bird's ear, and it flew off toward Wilson's castle in the valley below. |
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from Phish - "Live Phish Vol. 15: 10/31/96, The Omni, Atlanta, Georgia [Live]" (2002)
Colonel Forbin stared up at the mountain
And wiped away the beads of sweat That glistened on his brow His tired feet were buried in the quagmire And his bloodshot eyes saw all that lay between him And fulfillment of his vow And he felt his fingers wrap around a knotted root And pulled his body upwards To a sea green mossy boulder And he dragged his weary carcass (or "shit-ass") up the mountain And he climbed so slowly He climbed so slowly Ahead Ahead Suddenly he heard the crack of thunder And the rocks began to crumble overhead And tumble down the mountain to the Dismal swamp that lay beneath the jagged cliffs through which his path had led And the earth began to quake beneath his feet And the mighty mountain changed before his eyes And he stood amidst a sea of dust and rocks and stones Cascading down the mountain And a thousand birds were headed for the sky. Oh... The sacred creed will be yours And if you wait until tomorrow The sacred creed will be yours To devour Yours To seize And to obey Obey When the dust had cleared, the colonel lifted up his head And was driven to his knees by a blazing beam of light And he saw the silhouette that stood before him And he bowed in reverence Trembling in the shadow of the mighty legend's form Icculus the prophet stood before his eyes Looking down on Colonel Forbin Where he shuddered in the puddles and the muck And he quietly addressed him And he spoke so slowly He spoke so slowly Ahead He said Colonel Forbin I know why you've come here And I'll help you with your quest to gain the knowledge that you lack I call upon my faithful friend the mockingbird To fly and seize the helping book and bring it to your shack And a tree of knowledge in your soul will grow And the Helping Friendly Book will plant the seed But I warn you that all knowledge seeming innocent and pure Becomes a deadly weapon in the hands of avarice And greed The sacred greed will be yours And if you wait until tomorrow The sacred creed will be yours To devour Yours To seize And to obey And to obey And the famous mockingbird swooped down out of the sky and landed on Icculus's shoulder, and Icculus whispered into the bird's ear, and it flew off toward Wilson's castle in the valley below. |
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from Phish - New Year`S Eve 1995 (2006)
Colonel Forbin stared up at the mountain
And wiped away the beads of sweat That glistened on his brow His tired feet were buried in the quagmire And his bloodshot eyes saw all that lay between him And fulfillment of his vow And he felt his fingers wrap around a knotted root And pulled his body upwards To a sea green mossy boulder And he dragged his weary carcass (or "shit-ass") up the mountain And he climbed so slowly He climbed so slowly Ahead Ahead Suddenly he heard the crack of thunder And the rocks began to crumble overhead And tumble down the mountain to the Dismal swamp that lay beneath the jagged cliffs through which his path had led And the earth began to quake beneath his feet And the mighty mountain changed before his eyes And he stood amidst a sea of dust and rocks and stones Cascading down the mountain And a thousand birds were headed for the sky. Oh... The sacred creed will be yours And if you wait until tomorrow The sacred creed will be yours To devour Yours To seize And to obey Obey When the dust had cleared, the colonel lifted up his head And was driven to his knees by a blazing beam of light And he saw the silhouette that stood before him And he bowed in reverence Trembling in the shadow of the mighty legend's form Icculus the prophet stood before his eyes Looking down on Colonel Forbin Where he shuddered in the puddles and the muck And he quietly addressed him And he spoke so slowly He spoke so slowly Ahead He said Colonel Forbin I know why you've come here And I'll help you with your quest to gain the knowledge that you lack I call upon my faithful friend the mockingbird To fly and seize the helping book and bring it to your shack And a tree of knowledge in your soul will grow And the Helping Friendly Book will plant the seed But I warn you that all knowledge seeming innocent and pure Becomes a deadly weapon in the hands of avarice And greed The sacred greed will be yours And if you wait until tomorrow The sacred creed will be yours To devour Yours To seize And to obey And to obey And the famous mockingbird swooped down out of the sky and landed on Icculus's shoulder, and Icculus whispered into the bird's ear, and it flew off toward Wilson's castle in the valley below. |
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from Phish - Phish: Live 18 [live] (2005) | |||||
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from Phish - Junta (1992)
The tires are the things on your car that make contact with the road.
The tires are the things on your car that make contact with the road. The tires are the things on your car that make contact with the road. The car is the thing on the road that takes you back to your abode. The tires are the things on your car that make contact with the road. The tires are the things on your car that make contact with the road. The tires are the things on your car that make contact with the road. The car is the thing on the road that takes you back to your abode. The tires are the things on your car that make contact with the road. The tires are the things on your car that make contact with the road. The tires are the things on your car that make contact with the road. Bummed is what you are when you go out to your car and its been towed. I woke up one morning In November And I realized I love you. Its not your headlights in front Or your tailpipe Or the skylight above you. Its the way that you cling to the road When the wind tries to shove you. I'd never go driving away and come back home without you. The tires are the things on your car that make contact with the road. The tires are the things on your car that make contact with the road. The tires are the things on your car that make contact with the road. The car is the thing on the road that takes you back to your abode. The tires are the things on your car that make contact with the road. The tires are the things on your car that make contact with the road. The tires are the things on your car that make contact with the road. The car is the thing on the road that takes you back to your abode. The tires are the things on your car that make contact with the road. The tires are the things on your car that make contact with the road. The tires are the things on your car that make contact with the road. The car is the thing on the road that takes you back to your abode. |
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from Phish - "Live Phish Vol. 9: 8/26/89, Townshend Family Park, Townshend, Vermont [Live]" (2002)
The tires are the things on your car that make contact with the road.
The tires are the things on your car that make contact with the road. The tires are the things on your car that make contact with the road. The car is the thing on the road that takes you back to your abode. The tires are the things on your car that make contact with the road. The tires are the things on your car that make contact with the road. The tires are the things on your car that make contact with the road. The car is the thing on the road that takes you back to your abode. The tires are the things on your car that make contact with the road. The tires are the things on your car that make contact with the road. The tires are the things on your car that make contact with the road. Bummed is what you are when you go out to your car and its been towed. I woke up one morning In November And I realized I love you. Its not your headlights in front Or your tailpipe Or the skylight above you. Its the way that you cling to the road When the wind tries to shove you. I'd never go driving away and come back home without you. The tires are the things on your car that make contact with the road. The tires are the things on your car that make contact with the road. The tires are the things on your car that make contact with the road. The car is the thing on the road that takes you back to your abode. The tires are the things on your car that make contact with the road. The tires are the things on your car that make contact with the road. The tires are the things on your car that make contact with the road. The car is the thing on the road that takes you back to your abode. The tires are the things on your car that make contact with the road. The tires are the things on your car that make contact with the road. The tires are the things on your car that make contact with the road. The car is the thing on the road that takes you back to your abode. |
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from Phish - "Live Phish Vol. 16: 10/31/98, Thomas & Mack Center, Las Vegas, Nevada [Live]" (2002) | |||||
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from Phish - "Live Phish Vol. 13: 10/31/94, Glens Falls Civic Center, Glens Falls, New York [Live]" (2002) | |||||
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from Phish - Phish: Live 20 [live] (2005) | |||||
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from Phish - "Live Phish Vol. 15: 10/31/96, The Omni, Atlanta, Georgia [Live]" (2002) | |||||
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from Phish - Undermind (2004)
Listen now I'm talking
I've been for weeks Waiting in this growing crowd Staring at my feet The world around me's turning I'm just standing still The time has come for changes Do something or I will I'm a feather in a storm I'm a raindrop in the sea If I don't get enough of you I'm a lighter shade of me Sisters, brothers all around you There's a devil in the crowd Meet his eye and it's the end of time If you're praying don't be loud It's crowded in the lowlands But the fools stay on the hill You control us now You have the reins Do something or we will So show us why we came here Before we lay on the ground Give it to us loud and clear Make the devil turn around The world around me's turning I'm just standing still The time has come for changes Do something or I will It's crowded in the lowlands But the fools stay on the hill You control us now You have the reins Do something or we will So show us why we came here Before we lay on the ground Give it to us loud and clear Make the devil turn around The world around me's turning I'm just standing still The time has come for changes Do something or I will The time has come for changes do something or I will The time has come for changes Do something or I will |
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from Phish - Hampton Comes Alive (1999) | |||||
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from Phish - "Live Phish Vol. 13: 10/31/94, Glens Falls Civic Center, Glens Falls, New York [Live]" (2002) |