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There was a garden
In the beginning Before the fall Before Genesis There was a tree there A tree of knowledge Sophia would insist You must eat of this Original sin? No, I don't think so Original sinsuality Original sin? No, it should be Original sinsuality Original sin? No, I don't think so Original sinsuality Yaldaboath Saklas I'm calling you Samael You are not alone I say You are not alone In your darkness You are not alone Baby You are not alone |
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Little Amsterdam
in a southern town hominy get it on the plate girl Momma keep your head down Momma it wasn't my bullet don't take me back to the Range I'm just coming out of the cell in my brain girl you got to know these days which side your on Momma got shit she loved a brown man then she built a bridge in the Sheriff's bed she'd do anything to save her man you see her olives are cold pressed and her best friend is a sun dress but Momma it wasn't my bullet round and a round and a round I go round and a round this time for keeps Father only you can save my soul and playing that organ must count for something girl you got to know these days which sid eyour on Little Amsterdam shut down today they buried her with a butter bean bouquet and the Sheriff now can't ride away like he said into the sunset and I won't say he shouldna paid but Momma it wasn't my bullet |
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| 6:35 |
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Icicle Icicle
Where are you going? I have a hiding place when spring marches in. Will you keep watch for me? I hear them calling Gonna lay down, gonna lay down Greeting the monster in our Easter dresses Father says bow your head Like the Good Book says Well I think the Good Book is missing some pages Gonna lay down, gonna lay down And when my hand touches myself I can finally rest my head And when they say take from his body I think I'll take from mine instead Getting off, getting off While they're all downstairs Singing prayers, sing away He's in my pumpkin p.j's Lay your book on my chest Feel the word, feel the word Feel the word Feel it I could have, I should have I could have flown away I could have, I should have I didn't so. |
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where the river cross crosses the lake where the words jump off my pen and into your pages do you think just like that you can divide this you as yours me as mine to before we were us if the rain has to separate from itself does it say pick out your cloud? pick out your cloud if there is a horizontal line that runs from the map off your body straight through the land shooting up right through my heart will this horizontal line when asked know how to find where you end where i begin pick out your cloud how light can play and form a ring of rain that can change bows into arrows who we were isn't lost before we were us indigo in his own blue always knew this if the rain has to separate from itself does it say pick out your cloud pick out your cloud if there is a horizontal line that runs from the map off your body straight through the land shooting up right through my heart will this horizontal line when asked know how to find where you end where i begin if the rain has to separate from itself does it say pick out your cloud |
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Can you patch my jeans Peggy Ann -
Just a little stitch to mend the hole He has torn If you can Maybe I got too set in my ways He says she reminds him of me When we first met In those early days ... The sexiest thing is trust I wake up to find The pirates have come Typing up along your coast How was I to know The pirates have come Between Rebecca's Beneath your firmaments I have worshipped In the Jamaica Inn In the Jamaica Inn With the gales My little boat was tossed How was I to know That you'd sent her With a lantern To bring me in "Are you positive this is a friend?" The captain grimaced, "Those are cliffs of rock ahead If I'm not mistaken." |
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| 5:07 |
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Father Lucifer
you never looked so sane you always did prefer the drizzle to the rain tell me that you'll stay in love with that Milkmaid how's the Lizzies how's your Jesus Christ been hanging nothings gonna stop me from floating nothings gonna stop me from floating he says he reckons I'm a watercolor stain he says I run and then I run from him and then I run he didn't see me watching from the aeroplane he wiped a tear and then he threw away our appleseed nothings gonna stop me from floating everyday's my wedding day though baby's still in his comatose state I'll die my own Easter eggs don't go yet and Beenie lost the sunset but that's OK does Joe bring flowers to Marilyn's grave and girls that eat pizza and never gain weight Father Lucifer you never looked so sane |
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| 6:49 |
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| 1. |
| 4:21 |
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The power of orange knickers
The power of orange knickers The power of orange knickers Under my petty coat The power of listening to what You don't want me to know Can somebody tell me now who is this terrorist Those girls that smile kindly then rip your life to pieces Can somebody tell me now am I alone with this This little pill in my hand and with this secret kiss kiss Am I alone in this A matter of complication When you become a twist For their latest drink As they're transitioning Can somebody tell me now who is this terrorist This little pill in my hand that keeps the pain laughin' Can somebody tell me now a way out of this That sacred pipe of red stone could blow me out of this kiss kiss Am I alone in this The power of orange knickers Under my petty coat The power of listening to what You don't want me to know Shame shame time to leave me now Shame shame you've had your fun Shame shame for letting me think that I would be the one Can somebody tell me now who is this terrorist This little pill in my hand or this secret kiss kiss Am I alone in this kiss kiss Am I alone in this kiss kiss |
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| 6:45 |
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Someone's knockin on my kitchen door
Leave the wood outside What all the girls here are freezing cold Leave me with your Borneo I don't need much to keep me warm Well don't stop now what you're doing What you're doing my ugly one Bring them all here Hard to hide a hundred girls in your hair It won't be fair if I hate her, if I ate her You can go now You can go now... You're already in there I'll be wearing your tattoo You're already in there Got a cloud sleeping on my tongue He goes then it goes And kiss the violets as they're waking up Leave me with your Borneo Leave me the way I was before You're already in there I'll be wearing your tatoo I'm already in circles and Circles and circles again The girl's in circles and circles Got to stop spinning Circles and circles and circles again Thought I was over the bridge now. |
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| 8:08 |
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Way to go Mr. Microphone
Show us all what you don't know Centuries secret societies He's our commander still Space Dog So sure we were on something Your feet are finally on the ground he said So sure we were on something Your feet are just on the ground girl Rain and snow Our engines have been Receiving your eager call There's Colonel Dirtyfishydishcloth He'll distract her good Don't worry so And to the one you thought was on your side She can't understand She truly believes the lies Lemon Pie He's coming through Our commander still, Space Dog Lines secure, Space Dog Deck the halls, I'm young again, I'm you again. Racing turtles, The grapefruit is winning. Seems I keep getting this story twisted So where's Neil when you need him Deck the halls It's you again, it's you again Somewhere someone must know the ending Is she still pissing in the river now Heard she's gone Moved into a trailer park So sure we were on something Your feet finally on the ground he said So sure we were on something You feet just on the ground girl So sure we were on something Your feet finally on the ground he said So sure we were on something Your feet are just on the ground |
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| 4:50 |
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When I come to terms to terms with this
When I come to terms with this When I come to terms to terms with this My world will change for me I haven't moved since the call came Since the call came I haven't moved I stare at the wall knowing on the other side The storm that waits for me Then the Seated Woman with a Parasol May be the only one you can't betray If I'm the Seated Woman with a Parasol I will be safe in my frame I have no need for a sea view For a sea view I have no need I have my little pleasures This wall being one of these When I come to terms to terms with this When I come to terms with this When I come to terms with this whip lash of silk on wool embroidery Then the Seated Woman with a Parasol May be the only one you can't betray If I'm the Seated Woman with a Parasol I will be safe in my frame I will be safe In my frame In your house In your frame |
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| 6:18 |
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carbon made found her at the
end of a chain time to race she said race the downhill behind crystalline irises loons can drive where the world bleeds white just keep your eyes on her keep don't look away keep your eyes on her horizon bear claw free fall a gunner's view black and blue shred in ribbons of lithium blow by blow her mind cut in sheets layers deep now unravelling just keep your eyes on her. get me neil on the line no i can't hold have him read snow glass apples where nothing is what it seems little sis you must crack this he says to me you must go in again carbon made only wants to be unmade blade to ice it's double diamond time and keep your eyes on her on her eyes on her horizon |
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| 11:10 |
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Flaxen hair blowing in the breeze
It is time for the geese to head south I have come with my mustard seed I cannot accept that she will be taken from me "Do you know who I am" she said "I'm the one who taps you on the shoulder when it's your time Don't be afraid I promise that she will awake Tomorrow somewhere Tomorrow somewhere" Wrap yourself around The tree of life and the dance of the infinity Of the hive Take this message to Michael I will comb myself into chains In between the tap dance clan And your ballerina gang I have come for the beekeeper I know you want my You want my queen Anything but this Can you use me instead? In your gown with your breathing mask Plugged into a heart machien As if you ever needed one I must see the beekeeper I must see if she'll keep her alive Call Engine 49 I have come with my mustard seed Maybe I'm passing you by Just passing you by girl I'm passing you by On my way On my way I'm just passing you by But don't be confused One day I'll be coming for you ... I must see the beekeeper I must see the beekeeper |
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| 5:06 |
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Look I'm standing naked before you
Don't you want more than my sex I can scream as loud as your last one But I can't claim innocence Oh god could it be the weather Oh god why am I here If love isn't forever and its not the weather Hand me my leather I could just pretend that you love me The night would lose all sense of fear But why do I need you to love me When you can't hold what I hold dear Oh god could it be the weather Oh god why am I here If love isn't forever and its not the weather Hand me my leather I almost ran over an angel He had a nice big fat cigar "In a sense" he said "you're alone here So if you jump you best jump far" Oh god could it be the weather Oh god why am I here If love isn't forever and its not the weather Oh god could it be the weather Oh god its all very clear If love isn't forever and its not the weather Hand me my leather |
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| 6:42 |
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Putting The Damage On
by Tori Amos Glue stuck to my shoes Does anyone know why you play with an orange rind You say you packed my things And you divided what was mine You're off to the mountain top I say her skinny legs could use the sun But now I'm wishing For my best impression of my best Angie Dickinson But now I've got to worry Cause boy you still look pretty When you're putting the damage on Don't make me scratch on your door I never left you for a banjo I only just turned around For a poodle and a corvette And my impression Of my best Angie Dickinson But now I've got to worry Cause boy you still look pretty When you're putting the damage on I'm trying not to move It's just your ghost passing through I said I'm trying not to move It's just your ghost passing through It's just your ghost passing through And now I'm quite sure There's a light in your platoon I never seen a light move Like yours can do to me So now I'm wishing For my best impression Of my best Anigie Dickinson But now I've got to worry Cause boy you still look pretty To me But I've got a place to go I've got a ticket to your late show And now I've got to worry even still You sure are pretty When you're putting the damage on Yes When you're putting the damage on You're just so pretty When you're putting the damage on |
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