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The Ship
02:37
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Ship out at break of dawn-it’s all muscles and bones
Sails billow, arteries plunge caffeine into its heart
Into a sea of angry beasts crew hangs on with teeth
Grumbles of mutiny flash through every dream
Against stupid things, big stupid things-fighting reason in everything
Sunken gold, we go deep-dark and cold swallow everything
Meeting desire in all forms-marine life, ports of call
Pirates on board quickly turned into lard
Sky bears down on this ship, this crumb
Pinched on the horizon by a deeply bored god
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Peacock Strut
02:39
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Glide, slide on silent heels-let me change your mind about atmosphere
Burning miles, wetting lips-Peacock strut’s all in the hips
As we both face the wind feathers have eyes shoes-wingtips
Smiling, divine that mating call repeats itself in a trill
I bear the chaos of the world for your sake
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30 On
02:58
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I remember 30 years ago
snow on the sleeves of my coat
houses on Clinton Avenue
wrapped in solitude
the lamps on the street
lighting like t.v.
where could solitude take us
in the world
was there life before death
could we go out dressed like this
who would understand
what we couldn't express
we were lost to it
as soon as we were free
with music
time disappeared
I remember you with that cigarette
failing your second drivers test
you could only see patterns
of annoyance through your hair
I wanted to be that cigarette
between your lips on your breath
in a scene filled with music
i'd drive you out of there
here we are in the world
stilled with solitude
don't you find it strange
what's missing never changes
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Andy Partridge
02:43
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Andy Partridge
your secret friend
you’re spinning records
Just to hear him again
something savory
baking in swindon
gooey delights
in the record bin
the cruel are winning
everywhere you look
the righteous hustling
ignorant and poor
muses moved out
bands forgotten
a plaintive shout
to anyone listening
Andy Partridge
wants you to do it yourself
he’s done it so long
you take him for granted
for the sake of the song
length of a kiss
fill the world with color
confuse the idiots
you hang on to yourself
when there’s no one left
records on the shelf
tell you what’s next
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Tedium
02:38
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I don’t like it medium
my pleasures are rare
more than a bit of repetition
is more than I can bear
I’ve counted up a trillion stars
in the night sky
a one shoe on
while undressing you twice
it all gets tedious
it all gets heavy
the taste of wine
smell of yesterday
it all gets tedious
you were just saying
that story again about
old friends missing
I take my weather wet
my jokes dry
I have few regrets
about giving you the eye
here we are years later
another worn cliche
still waking with this
optimism up each day
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My Fellow Americans
02:41
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We’re alone together in this fight
Holding onto ourselves despite
Centrifugal forces pulling us apart
Blown strands of cotton candy hearts
Our desires have never felt so close
Our fears never so overdosed
We catch ourselves holding our own throats
Hoping it’s just a cold
My fellow Americans, my billion distractions
Do we have a plan are we playing dead
That dream we have in our heads
Shining hill’s obscured but still there
Mellow dreamlands-tainted fields of grain
We have the technology-we can build her again
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Sugarhigh
02:20
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Glucose hits the blood,feelings of love
Licking fingers in your hair, cotton candy
Head dizzy, heart’s spinning
Pop music’s in my ears, be my diabetes
You’re my sugar high in the summer sky
Follow you through clouds we both come crashing down
I could be a child-you could be mine
Ageless and weightless at the same time
None of these pleasures can be taken slowly
Cut out the protein, tighten your stockings
Stomach sick through the night
Swear on the porcelain, you’ll do everything right
Dreaming dreams of the rarebit fiend
Appetite a cat, back in the morning
Don’t wanna last forever-where’s the flavor in that
Discard the wrapper-I melt in your hands
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Sundays in Bahia
02:44
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Come along if you want-become a line in the song
Our drive takes us so far-then we put havianas on
They said it’d be a better life-you missed the fine type
Cold-hearted smiles, robotic nights so far from home
You miss Sundays in Bahia-oh the very idea
Somedays we don’t hear from you, crying on your pillow
Sundays in Bahia, sun setting’s nearer
Smoke another baseado on the Rua Princesa Isabel
Work then work some more-posters in the window
Showing tropical places you already know
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Bob Gaulke
SInger/Songwriter/
Rootless cosmopolitan. I sometimes produce others.
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