1. |
Open Letter
11:32
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My man,
If you love her don’t say
Bitch.
Even if you don’t
There is a whole language from which
To extract your words.
Don’t mince your words
It’s so redeeming
To sweat out a living.
Brush off your boots
Come on and lean in,
My friend
There is a race you can’t win
Even if you run till you blow out your lungs.
My dream of a golden calf came
And then you were gone
Cut off your hood
It’s so much cleaner
We worship / demean you
What about Love confused the singer?
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
My friend, we should
Stop falling
Travel on till I look smaller
I know we should
Stop failing
Massive crowds come weeping wailing
Weeping wailing
“I cannot breathe”
Shot calling
Not balling
Fuck you, pay me
Just stop talking.
Nothing here to see,
Keep walking
Violence.
White on white
Money
Shuck and jive,
You think that’s funny
My friend, we should
Go whaling
I know where we can go sailing…
New London-ers
Come save me
From the land-owners
When my time is done - Come take me
River, wash, and sun - And son please
Clean the hate and scum - Please clean me
War has made us numb - Come feel me
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
My man, you do not have to pay
Below as above - we’re taking
Only what we love - Earth breaking
Gold is not enough - Come with me
My friend, if you love her don’t say…
Fools are much to rough
Come gently
Cynical or fluff
I choose peace
You’re so fucking tough
Am I weak?
No, not me
Say…
… What are you going to say?
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2. |
Vitamin D
05:28
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3. |
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Girl
lies in the sun
Soaking up the fun
She knows
In
fire the words
That maybe will turn
Us on
What’ll it be?
What does it take to catch up to me?
You and me / we could be
Everything
Not the first
But one more fantasy
If you’re blind
We can see
Drugs
take me nowhere
But to God I swear
They know
Wash
All of your mind
Remember to be kind
March on
Boys
try to relax
Take it on your back
Sit down
When
summer’s under way
Remember what we say
Move on
How can it be?
Humiliate the best parts of me
When we’re gone / no one’s home
Will you still breathe?
Well perhaps But
not for long
Do you believe?
How can that mean
You’re not wrong?
What do you see?
Of course life is, but not only a beach
Wrestle on / wrangle-thon
What can you see?
Not Much
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4. |
The Poacher
03:21
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6. |
Hyena
03:38
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7. |
Vitamin A
03:31
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8. |
For Princess Peter
06:24
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9. |
(Don't) Call Us
02:47
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10. |
Hill 302
04:53
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11. |
Light a Candle
02:41
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12. |
Sweet Bee
03:41
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