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I had a dog. His name was Jim
(Runaway, runaway, runaway) Took all of my old clothes with him. (Runaway, runaway, runaway) Whoa-ooooooooooooooo oh Runaway Jim Whoa-ooooooooooooooo oh Runaway Jim He was twelve years old when his trip began, (Runaway, runaway, runaway) Hauling down the highway in my old sedan. (Runaway, runaway, runaway.) Now I wish someone'd tell me where old Jim went, (Runaway, runaway, runaway) 'Cause he took all the money that I saved for rent. (Runaway, runaway, runaway) By the time he came home he was seventeen. (Runaway, runaway, runaway) That's a hundred nineteen to you and me. (Runaway, runaway, runaway) Now I'm gonna go up to the mountain. (Runaway, runaway, runaway) Singing for Jim who's swimming in the fountain. (Runaway, runaway, runaway |
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| 9:52 |
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I'm looking through
And it all would be So crystal clear If it wasn't for the foam But the foam keeps getting thicker And it just keeps getting harder And I'm falling Into a deep Well |
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| 3. |
| 7:21 |
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Take me to another place, she said
Take me to another time Run with me across the oceans Float me on a silver cloud If I could I would, but I don't know how If I could I would, but I don't know how If I could I would and I'd take you now Stay with me till time turns over I want to feel my feet leave the ground Take me where the whispering breezes Can lift me up and spin me around If I could I would... Hear you laughing as we go Flipping backward through the doors and through the windows... I'm melting into nothing If I could I would, but I don't know how If I could I would, but I don't know how If I could I would and I'd take you now |
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| 11:10 |
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In the morning I pack up my gear
and toss it in my carryall Run the wide load to the lip and watch the big core crack and glow In the evening I undo my belt Split open and melt I wake up on my stomach with my face between my hands and crawl along the floor toward the doorway Jumping to my feet I try to put myself together but I feel it in my knees and the room begins to spin and I slip and bump my head and raise a welt Split open and melt We breathe deep in a steam dream and plunge below the water line down, down, down between beams to the gloom room among the seaweed and the slime down, down, down Melt |
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| 1:33 |
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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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| 6. |
| 5:20 |
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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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| 4:11 |
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Oh, the people would come from far and away,
They'd dance all night 'till the break of day, When the caller would holler "Do-si-do," You knew Uncle Pen was ready to go. Late in the evening about sun down, High on the hill and above the town, Uncle Pen played the fiddle, lord a how it'd ring, You could hear it talk, you could hear it sing. Oh, he played an old piece he called Soldier's Joy, And he had one he called Boston Boy, The greatest of all was Ginny Lyn, To me that's where the fiddlin begin. (chorus) Oh, I'll never forget that mournful day, When Uncle Pen was called away, They hung up his fiddle, they hung up his bow, You knew it was time for him to go. (chorus) |
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| 3:47 |
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I didn't know,
I didn't know Well I didn't like cheeseburger alleycats near me A petrified Phish disease, I wish somebody'd hear me I didn't like maple dew, honey melon watercress I didn't like Phish shoes down by muddy watermelon I didn't seem to miss you when you kiss'd my honey water And even showed a picture, showed her down by honey's border But who laid silver tooth and broke my sunny shoe shine And all my plastic melodreams are waiting for their new shine Pardon me, Doug (pardon me, Doug) Is this a picture of Otis Redding? Yes! Yes! Taken right before he died Well you can give me his hide (well you can give me his hide) (I didn't know) I didn't know that I was that far gone (8x) Well I woulda' liked to seen Bess Truman come see me and hear all the revolutionaries come free me 'cause if it all ends up running to sneeze me I'll make it all here, black corners come seize me and if you boom, back got troubles in your ear and you can't seem to come back and make it all clear when eye tails and toe nails and liquid all meet me when mustard pies and carrot eyes and flounders come greet me (I didn't know) I didn't know that I was that far gone (8x) |
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| 11:57 |
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I come from atop the mountain baby
Where the people come to pray I come from atop the mountain baby Where the people come to pray There ain't no truth in action 'Less you believe it anyway I was riding down the road one day and Someone hit a possum I was riding down the road one day and Someone hit a possum The road was his end His end was the road So they say Whoa possum... possum, possum... POSSUM Whoa possum... possum, possum... POSSUM Whoa possum, possum Your end is the road I was riding down the road one day and Someone hit a possum I was riding down the road one day and Someone hit a possum The road was his end His end was the road So they say Whoa possum... possum, possum... POSSUM Whoa possum... possum, possum... POSSUM Whoa possum, Your end is the road Whoa possum, possum Your end is the road |
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| 10:56 |
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Guyute was the ugly pig
who walked on me and danced a jig that he had learned when he was six then stopped and did some other tricks like pulling weapons from his coat and holding them against my throat he lectured me in a language strange and scampered quickly out of range I'm bouncing like a newborn elf I can't remain inside myself Guyute glances in my eyes and manages to hypnotize me as I sleep the sleep of death he suck from me my only breath that I had breathed since I was ten I hope this happens once again |
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| 1. |
| 35:41 |
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David Bowie
UB 40 |
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| 2. |
| 5:15 |
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Halley's Comet, I-said-a Halley's Comet (2x)
Halley's Comet (4x) Halley's Comet, I-said-a Halley's Comet (2x) How could you know that I lived in a desperate world? How could you dream that we were all made out of stone? What is the truth, what is the faithful lasting proof? What is the central theme to this everlasting spoof? Knock on my windows, link up the chains It's gotta be easy, no splinters no pain It's Cadillac rainbows and lots of spaghetti And I love meatballs so you better be ready I'm going down to the central part of town I'm going down to the central part of town Central part of town, I'm going down I'm going down to the central part of town What did I do? And don't be blamin' eat my cashew (kazoo?) For everything I do to get the story And everything I do to pull me in And everything I say to get the title But when they use it on me I reject it What would you do if you ate my daddy's shoes? What would you say if it was naturally for you? How would you feel if it rained on ??? How would you like to have your thick strawberry goo? I'm sinking down, it's a glorious feeling To make a big difference, my body is reeling *Even ??? can't shine my shoes (Bob Seger? Tom Seaver?) *'Cause I know deep inside it's got to ??? (mighty fine something) I'm going down to the central part of town I'm going down to the central part of town I'm going down, central part of town I'm going down to the central part of town |
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| 10:33 | 
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| 5:48 |
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| 6:08 |
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| 3:20 |
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| 7. |
| 6:19 |
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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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