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Olive Oil
03:46
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Take another look in the cabinet for that salt
Cooking in the kitchen with the olive oil, lets go
I'm choking, you're laugh, you're feeling destructive
Enough with the cooking
I was out searching for the holy grail with you
Shopping in the market 'cause there was nothing to do
I'm counting my fingers
I'm lucid and toothless and useless for looking
What do you think will happen when we start the grease fire?
Lighting up the city like a giant heaped pyre
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Go lay down, playing around enough
We had fun but I tripped and fell so rough
Missing girl, she had a crooked ear
Quiet dog, we had a blast that year
and dog I miss her
I play too, wish they could talk to me
Season play, he took a piss on me
Easy time, I've gotten bigger now
They wont stay here in the day, no
Not as long as we do
Seven dogs chasing a disk
Richocet, "it hit my face" I cried
but its okay everything will be fine
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A Few Loons See the Moon
04:46
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lets turn around 'cause it's only one
and everything's a mess and we wont have fun
sick trip and flip when the music skips
two scratches on the disc, gonna get me pissed
Why not take a drive down the avenue
I'll look up at the sky, someone cut the moon
When I turn around and I keep on looking
Something in the sky is gonna follow me home
Few loons see the moon
Why not take a drive down the avenue
I'll look up at the sky, someone cut the moon
lets turn around 'cause it's only one
and everything's a mess and we wont have fun
sick trip and flip when the music skips
two scratches on the disc, gonna get me pissed
Why not take a drive down the avenue
I'll look up at the sky, someone cut the moon
When I turn around and I keep on looking
Something in the sky is gonna follow me home
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Windmill
04:05
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Windmill chopping up the birds
I can feel the feathers falling on my words
Like them, I don't feel the pain
If it happened quickly terminate my brain
Count down from ten to one
I'm prepared to take a beating from the sun
Warms up like every year
I can feel evaporating every tear
Come on now, windmill
Windmill, turning in my dream
Getting all the power from a big machine
Tall grass it's time to burn
after it's all over it will be my turn
Count down from ten to one
I'm prepared to take a beating from the sun
Warms up like every year
I can feel evaporating every tear
Come on now, windmill
Windmill with the broken blades
I can see you turning near the old cascades
Things that we hold so dear
Burn away to make room for the new frontier
Count down from ten to one
I'm prepared to take a beating from the sun
Warms up like every year
I can feel evaporating every tear
Come on now, sun
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5. |
Raccoon
03:23
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6. |
Pipes of Dry Heat
04:01
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Point your tongue to the clouds, amazing
Everybody's tasting the bitter flames
Can't remember the date
It's raining gallons of gasoline
Everyone is alive and waiting
earth has a mother with a thousand eyes
the sky looks awfully different
They're saying "everybody taste the steam!"
Feel the pipes of dry heat below them
Single file, walk while they poke you heals
Nothing will be the same tomorrow
Everybody lost the game
And when you're kind pipes of dry heat on your mind
And when you choke pipes are in your throat
We disappear, pipes of dry heat is my fear
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Ice Cream Truck
05:36
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I wanna have a shot, a lot is on the table
Just like the diving board, it makes me so unstable
and people drown a lot where people swim a lot
but only when its hot
Ice cream trucks running over dogs
Here is a spot to die, I hope it will be shady
I don't remember why
Somebody's heart is beating
and people drown a lot where people swim a lot
but only when its hot
Ice cream trucks going through the slog
I'm at the bottom of the pool
I wanna have a mask, a breathing apparatus
I'll dive up to the sky to swim up in the stratus
and people drown a lot where people swim a lot
but only when it's hot
Ice cream trucks looking so agog
I'm at the bottom of the pool
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8. |
Landfill Drinking Song
04:30
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It's a plan we have for this land
and we're ready for the strive and the good times
landfill hands that dig through the sand
looking through the underground for a good sign
All and all its all the same
What we want, they frolic and flaunt
and now everybody's licking the concrete
Blacktop heat is burning my feet
The evergreens are turning into palm trees
When we drum our our hands will go numb
It's a plan we have for this land
and we're ready for the strive and the good times
landfill hands that dig through the sand
looking through the underground for a good sign
When we drum our hands will go numb
All and all it's all the same
Everything is just a game
All and all it's all the same
What's so grand, I don't understand
When you're looking at a big sheet of paper
Blacktop heat will turn me to meat
and the bodies of the water to vaper
When we drum our hands will go numb
All and all it's all the same
Everything is just a game
All and all it's all the same
Get you're medicine and get up, come on
Get some, let us in, times up, come on
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