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Get Dizzy
03:48
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There’s a hot tub
Bubble bubble
turning red below the stubble
It leaves a curious ring
I’m taking you under my wing
My wings are my most valuable thing
What you have to do is natural enough
N’ it isn’t tough
Come on get Dizzy
Come on get Dizzy
Down on the shore
Your wife in plots
Tying up into a knot
And the pool boy he can’t sing
She’s taking him under her wing
He’s under her most favorite thing
What he has to do is simple enough
Don’t be gruff
Come on get Dizzy
Come on get Dizzy
Swing a little purse on
Like a violet person
Now you feel that you’ve been kinged
I’m taking you under my wing
My wings are my most fabulous thing
What you have to do is simple enough
bail if it’s rough
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2. |
Bad4U
03:20
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With a thousand miles and an ultralight
Hanging from his lips and burning bright
Lighting the way for under 50 a night
A towel so small it couldn’t blot the light
He had a cup of coffee and
A Mountain Dew
It couldn’t rain harder if it wanted to
Though I’m bad for you
He was running scared ‘cause he was learning more
He was sweating things he never drank before
Humming a song from behind his lips
Bye bye LA and bye Mr. Chips
Chicken shit after chicken soup
For a soul that was living in a chicken coup
Though I’m bad for you
You gotta be as bad for me
Or I wouldn’t know how bad to be
Her mother was waiting for him to slip
She had killed before and wouldn’t take no lip
He had found a place where he could rest
But she’d only accept what was middle and west
She told her daughter to get out of his bed
She told her to get him out of her head
Though I’m bad for you
You gotta be as bad for me
Or I wouldn’t know how bad to be
He found her mother stirring up a pot
His blood could boil when it wasn’t hot
She could kill two birds in one stroke
So she took them out and left them broke
He and that bird were in plain view
When the daughter came home what’s a mother to do
Though I’m bad for you
You gotta be as bad for me
Or I wouldn’t know how bad to be
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3. |
Firebug
04:01
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Tell that son of a bitch
I’m beginning to see
The whole town’s burning down
And it ain’t gonna be on me
He thought you loved him the best
When he pulled from out of his vest
A ring that told him he’d have to find another bride
Tell that son of bitch
I’m gonna make him pay
I only got one eye
but it sees what you wouldn’t say
He said that he had my back
And then the town burned to black
But I’ll see him burning too on the other side
Don’t you hear the sirens come honey
Grab the kids, the pictures and money
I’ll be back when the flames ain’t burning
I could drink a sea
I’ve got the fire in me
I told that son of a bitch
To leave you alone
He said he never touched you
And you he had hardly known
Now I’m the chief of the fire brigade
And we’re just now getting paid
He said I ruined what he loved he just volunteered
Don’t you hear the sirens come honey
Grab the kids, the pictures and money
I’ll be back when the flames ain’t burning
I could drink a sea
I’ve got the fire in me
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4. |
Lay your head
04:03
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It’s semi automatic
What you’re waiting for is that click
Reaching for the sky
And in an act of magic
Handkerchiefed and tragic
Reaching for the sky
We’re thick as blood
as thieves
In the thick of it
it never leaves
Lay your head and keep
Your secrets in the deep
Of a castle around you
Its walls we’re holding onto
So. Lay your head
They’re crying from the belfry
Pigeon toes and selfies
Turning round and running slow
Race to get the self free
upon the shelf he
Made the best pitch he could throw
We’re thick as blood
as thieves
In the thick of it
it never leaves
Lay your head and keep
Your secrets in the deep
Of a castle around you
Its walls we’re holding onto
So. Lay your head
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5. |
Company Man
05:53
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He’s working for the company
He’s making big plans
He’s working in harmony
With the big man’s
A company he knew to be
Making a mess
Iniquity with equity
With equal success
who hangs will be the one who sold the rope
Company loves company
In the company of thieves
Company loves misery
A bank it never grieves
who hangs will be the one who sold the rope
Gimme some rope
Company loves company
‘Cos Company loves misery
Loves company
The chairman of the board
Has got you by your cord
Cause he’s got so damn much money its unseemly
He brags about his deeds
In a paper he rarely reads
And he’s got so damn much money he is dreamy
Company loves company
‘Cos Company loves misery
Loves company
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6. |
Dominee
03:13
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The dominatrix told the dominee
He had to expand clientele
He built a purgatory
Called the Pecadeli
And those with the bent they would tell
She had a stable of the elite
Responding to her beck and call
Naughty and neat
Cocaine and meat
And knowing the numbers of all
I don’t want to get off easy
I know that you can make it sting
oh yeah
Do what you have to do
while I’m doing the time for you
The dominatrix had the domineered
Making bribes and real estate deals
Harvesting cash
With slap of a lash
Aimed like the spike of a heel
Justice came home with a warrant
And then they took him away
She had given him just what he wanted
A price he was excited to pay and pay
I don’t want to get off easy
I know that you can make it sting
oh yeah
Do what you have to do
while I’m doing the time for you
The dominatrix told the dominee
He had to expand clientele
He built a purgatory
The new Pecadeli
And those with the bent they would tell
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(Lyrics Edmond, Stevens; Music Stevens)
This low bar I’ve got to cross it
Admiring you from afar
An eight ball I would toss it
for a change in the stars
Start regretting what was started
And cutting my loss
Split in two and half way hearted
And don’t give a toss
You want to be ms understood
At least you’re in the neighborhood
But I don’t have be no super star
If I got to be where you are
Under miss
Understanding
Over you
And never landing
Chasing a tale that you’ve been spinning
On a trail I forgot
I picked what got me grinning
It left feeling rot
Take me home or something like it
Or at least in your car
The match I’ll wait to strike it
If I get you that far
I want to be misunderstood
Knowing me it would do no good
But look I don’t have be no super star
If I got to be where you are
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8. |
Cubist
04:36
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My dad’s a cubist and naturally
And actually I knew
From a ripe young age
I grew
to know he pictured a world in a cube
He had pictures of those in his sect
I suspect they saw
While walking around in the raw
They were over the shock and the awe
Mrs Barton
Pull back that curtain
For me
I need to see
What’s not part of me
With no school I agree
My dad’s a cubist
But mom goes to church
With a psalm out in search of a tune
She pictures my dad and the moon
raisins grapes and plums and prunes
Your dad’s a cubist and naturally
And actually it’s true
In my old age
It came through
He wanted me in that cube
My Dad’s a cubist
My mom’s a cubist
Y’all are cubists
But not me
I ain’t no cubist
Not me
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9. |
Get Here From There
03:39
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Your mama was right
you were lost inside
you know you can’t get there from here
but you could get here from there
You thought it wasn’t bright
and got off the ride
where the end it looked so near
And the more they hear
the less they care
There’s a man who’ll sell you access
And a man who’ll buy your act
A man to loan you money
To buy what you sold back
If you’re in a hurry
You can pay a little more
They’ll do it all for you
Before you leave your door
Your sleeping little town
Had lost it’s grip
In a swirl of blowing leaves
Where you knew your way to go
A Burger King crown
Where the land was flipped
While bringing in the sheaves
You knew you’d have to pay to know
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10. |
Love all that's lost
03:59
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When did it get so easy
Has it always been so
He could be a Heathcliff
But I always was a ghost
When did it get so easy
Somehow I came to know
The trigger is only pulled if
Killing is what you boast
Happiness runs all around you
On the sidewalk of your street
You look up to a lighted window
Where a song is on repeat
All that's lost is
love love all that's lost is love love
When did it get so easy
It may have always been so
I could be a Heathcliff
But he always was your ghost
Happiness runs all around you
On the sidewalk of your street
You look up to a lighted window
Where a song is on repeat
All that's lost is
love love all that's lost is love love
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Brian Stevens New Milford, Connecticut
I am an alien that was sent to earth to study humans and report my findings to minister Zolumb on the planet Yat. To fit in with other middle aged men in my area, I took up pretending to make music. Enjoy.
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