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Calea Dreamin'
02:34
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Cold Stray Fries
02:35
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God has spoken through the Myna
Bodies wrapped in lights from China
Twelve girls dead in Carolina
Feigning violence in a glass house
Bronwyn silent as a church mouse
Olive shares her bed with Woodlouse
Laurels laughing in the causeway
Cold stray fries left in the hallway
Jacob's angels on the highway
Wading deep into the mood-lights
Floating deftly through your insides
Linens screaming as they burn bright... burn bright.... burn bright
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Dirty Bit
04:02
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Come on honey, let's play a game
You can't run from me, 'cause I don't feel pain
Come on honey, I know what you're up to
Slow down baby there's nowhere to run to
Last chance baby, your legs only move me
If you've got a problem then go on and sue me
The only good things I felt last night were the whips and chains, whips and chains. I only feel your hands when they're giving me pain OH make me ashamed. Let's invite your sister over and play a game, a wicked game, let's invite your daughter over and play a game, a filthy game.
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Far Away
04:50
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Wanderin' Star
03:32
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Wandering star, I wonder where you are
You dragged our hearts around then split
You left your car in a parking lot across town
Filled it up with stuff then split
Leave, leaving, left.
Flee, fleeing, fled.
Wandering star, did you get very far?
I figured you'd fade out pretty fast.
Now you're out there, stalled out on a mountain pass
Shot for the moon and then you crashed.
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Samson
02:35
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Hot Air Balloon
02:43
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Bricks
04:15
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Astra's Groove
03:47
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Counting down, counting up
Counting here, counting there
Patience is the game we play
And if you win, you win everything
There's just enough time to kill everything (2x)
So don't you be scared, you're a fly in a spider's lair/mouse in a serpent's lair
You can balance on your head
You can balance 'til you're dead
When you gonna spin your thread?
Make a house with wood instead
You should really use your head
After all those cards you read.
You can beg all you want
You can steal all you want
You can feel all you want
Just don't get caught
1...2...3...4 stick the nail in the door,
5...6...7...8 just enough to penetrate
And forever after and if you stop another leg will lift you
When an ocean dries another sea shall rise to greet you
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12. |
The Dinner Song
05:20
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