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November 29
05:37
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In the shadow of a flaming heart
The waves clawing at the beach
A show’s about start
Seats 10 dollars each
We turned a corner then
Piling on the years
Like cups with sand pressed in
Wet with unwept tears
In the shadow of a flaming heart
The ambergris of youth
Breaking into parts
And you’re looking at the proof
We turned a corner then
Filling in the blanks
As Something seemed to shift
When the sun had neared and sank
So the boy dressed as a pilot
With a leash around a goose
Runs into the surf
And the day is running loose
I thank my dog, and children
As I sing another line
A well known stranger wrote me
Before November, before November 29
In the shadow of a flaming heart
We continued on
To shoals not on the charts
Within, without withdrawn
Oh reye in eye aye, key oh lay
We turned a corner then
Waded in a wave
Long pants and socks immersed
Feeling we were saved
So the boy dressed as a pilot
With a leash around a goose
Runs into the surf
And the day is running loose
I thank my dog, and children
As I sing another line
A well known stranger wrote me
Before November, before November 29
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2. |
Mrs. Hubbard
04:54
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You felt the burning sun and shine
Birds arranged on the power line
Mrs Hubbard
On a crazy star
Details bedeviling idle hands
Occult meets cultish best laid plans
Mrs Hubbard
In a crazy part
He was as batty as you would ever be
In between the legs he could see
Come on it’s easy to see the come on
ever obviously
Come on
On a crazy star
La la la la la
Spoken
(Dabble and dabble and toil
Trouble can’t be far
Mr Hubbard
Mr Hubbard
The devil’s in the details of your crazy star
Wool of brats and tongues
Stirring and stirring a brew
Mr Hubbard
Captain Hubbard
The cult of occult await as your crew)
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Put down that pistol Cate
I was not untrue
I had too much to drink
And enough of Kalamazoo
You know a lot about
Things keeping hid
Your saints came marching out
I didn’t know they did
I stood for Hoover and
drank to him near and far
You were doing piece work
And liked that FDR
The drink down in my veins
Drowns out my pain
But makes the bleeding fast
And don’t put me on that train
It’s not time, but it’s coming
It’s not the time. the drums are drumming
It’s not time, but it’s coming
It’s not the time, but it’s soon
You just grazed my head
And got you some hair
You don’t want me to die
In the cold winter air
I aimed to travel light
And leave the dog behind
You told him not to bite
And he didn’t mind
It’s not time, but it’s coming
It’s not the time. the drums are drumming
It’s not time, but it’s coming
It’s not the time, but it’s soon
My brother Joe he
had a place in Idaho
If he had the space
We’d’ve gave the west a go
Give me that pistol Cate
You’re all I got
My dad and his before
never had a shot
It’s not time, but it’s coming
It’s not the time. the drums are drumming
It’s not time, but it’s coming
It’s not the time, but it’s soon
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4. |
The Iceman Cometh
04:52
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You got nothin’ I paid for your boots
You little boys in our army man suits
Up to your goggled eyes thoroughly hid
Maybe you miss your cage full of kids
When you go home for the night
As you switch on the light
Remember the food you eat
Is bought the people you beat
You got nothin’ you ain’t worth a toss
While pepper spraying and kicking your boss
Look in the flash grenade flash grenade glare
Put down the club you boys grow a pair
The iceman cometh
To his end
The iceman cometh
To his end
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5. |
Don't Wake Me Up
05:34
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Don’t wake me up
Don’t wake me up
Let this dream be unfurled
In a little dream of a world
My closing eyes
My closing eyes
I want to be where they go
I want to see what they know
A poison’s color darkened up
The water in a paper cup
And you turned from the light
Monkeys paws and rabbit’s feet
Filled my pockets indiscreet
Stay tonight
Stay tonight
Don’t mess it up
Don’t mess me up
Roll back what I missed
I can’t plot where it twists
Don’t wake me up
Don’t wake me up
Let this dream be unfurled
In a little dream of a world
A poison’s color darkened up
The water in a paper cup
And you turned from the light
Monkeys paws and rabbit’s feet
Filled my pockets indiscreet
Stay tonight
Stay tonight
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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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