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The Great White
02:07
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shark can’t stop moving
if he wants to keep surviving
swim, like run
don’t, then ache
efficiency doesn’t mean
shark will die
let him live
let him see
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Head on Table / The Cut
03:25
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Head on table
Is love a fable?
Get out of my life
That’s not very nice
Whatever shall we do?
Save me a slice
No, please don’t ask twice
Can’t help being stuck
A rut; who will make the cut?
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Now if there was no buzz
In the end, there would be nothing
My friends are cosmonauts
Covered in the millhouse
Now if there was no time
To waste on TV
MSR-16 on the floor today
My friends are cosmonauts
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5. |
The Sound of Speed
06:27
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Canvassing Orange
02:24
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Suffocation
Orange room
Suffocation
Deprivation
Orange room
Deprivation
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The Sea
01:47
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The sea
I don’t think it was made for me
I’d rather feel the things I see
Like hills and knolls that surround me
Wasting your life on a belief
Of a dream
It isn’t real how could you not see?
They lied; I know it seems silly
Working so hard, endlessly
Just give it up with the sea
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Nelson's Last Tape
03:57
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Plants is the Same
04:59
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Green and growing, time for picking
Look ‘round the stem, see it’s tender
Aromatic – sweet, not sour
Check for luster, wax or shine bright
Organic carbon copies are
Everything that exist- endless cycle
I exist as a plant, fruit, vegetable, legume
Someone please pick me
Oh, I’m a vegetable!
Ripe and forgotten
I’ll turn to mush
That’s what you want
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11. |
Slowy Fuzzy
04:16
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All the lyrics were improvisational and done in one take. Sure, I could listen back and type them out here, but what's the fun in that? Any performance of this song will probably be different lyrically than it is here anyway.
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12. |
The Robin
04:24
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There lie scraps of a tussle with the robin
Many feathers linger on my yard
And the forsythia still grows, still grows, still grows, still grows
Balmy 60’s in a sea of green is where I want to be
Dexter wants a taste of the wild side
Under the sun I strum, but not for long
Dexter runs to the sun! Here I come!
As I leave, I see remains of the robin.
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Johnny Gifford Brattleboro, Vermont
homegrown sounds a bit rough around the edges, but with a heart of gold.
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