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Danglin' in the Aether
02:34
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You're a little lady dancer, dancin'
I'm watchin' from far away and
I find myself enchanted by this
Symphony of fine intentions:
Frida Kahlo courtin' Chet Atkins,
Apollo missions back to Athens,
Oh, I...
'n I fall asleep 'n drift into
a Netherworld of dreams 'n
meet you...
Starry-eyed like it's your livin'
Danglin' your decisions on a shoestring...
And the fork at the end of
Your tongue says:
"I can go this way,
'n I can go that way,
cuz I'm a tanglefooted lover
who loves to charm you;
all the things I do I do
just to try you..."
Won't you say the word,
say the word, say the word
say SOMETHING??
Say the word, say the word,
say you could say something,
you could say ANYTHING at all...
It drives me up the wall...
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Gentlemen
05:07
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Above all I know that I am your brother,
We are far apart now, take this chance
To see your friends, as Gentlemen...
On my feet all day,
Where I want to be,
On my feet all day,
I'll come home and stay.
Open a door and I am your lover,
We've had a long day, take a breath
And see your friends, as Gentlemen...
On my feet all day,
Where I want to be,
On my feet all day,
I'll come home and stay.
Don't apologize,
Even a little,
We're gonna make it all all right.
On my feet all day,
Where I want to be,
On my feet all day,
I'll come home and stay...
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Fresh Fruit
03:29
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Put me in the middle of TIME Magazine
& race me to the park on your bicycle machine.
Ransom letters to tell you where I've been
& isn't that girl lookin' good on the screen.
OOoooOoooo Nothin's new, Mama's got some Fresh Fruit
Put me in a kettle and boil me hot,
I want so bad to forget what I haven't forgot.
Hopes & Dreams continue to rot cuz the
Menu's changin' but the Restaurant's not.
OOoooOoooo Nothin's new, Mama's got some Fresh Fruit
Put me in a cannon & point it up stream cuz
I don't know where to go only know where I've been.
Takin' a few weeks to hide in the greens,
then I'm comin' back down with my blood runnin' clean.
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Downhill
05:08
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Hey Lover,
hid the sun beneath the covers
but I'm nearer than ever,
dreaming dreams of everafter
And I'm here.
Hey Lover,
hid your letters underwater.
When you're here I'm your lover,
pulling grapefruit up the ladder
And I'm here.
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Horsemen
03:51
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Run to the cupboard and,
hands cupped 'round your mouth,
I want you to scream until you die.
Scream until you die, some.
Pull back the curtains and
Push through the windows and
Sing into the sky...
HOW??
You can live your life up on a screen,
You can live your life by what's already been seen.
Now's not the time for Buy & Sell,
Now's not the time for Show,
just say what you mean...
HOW??
Don't run from this,
Don't get down from this.
Don't run from this,
Don't let it get you down.
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Conda Banna
05:55
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Conda Banna, Intae Woe
Conna Taev-ya, Intae Noe
This is not the time to get stuck on you.
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