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I was taken away
Maybe it was hell
It was a grocery store
yes a grocery store
And all through the aisles
They only sold one thing
Rows of tubes
Tubes of cream
Death cream
The straight way was lost
I knew when I saw her
Half made of ooze
Stealin the tubes
She showed me hole
In a plasticine beam
That led to her room
Where we slept and we dreamed
Death cream
The telepathic machines
They knew we’d stolen the cream
So into the room it began to creep
Mechanical limbs
With the dripping syringe
I looked at my girl
I looked at my girl
The needle was in…
Watch out for the cream!
Watch out for the cream!
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Moods
03:34
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Dear on-line advice guru
I does my brain do the things that it do?
I press confirm inside my head
I’m waiting for my new mood to begin
I stop to rest beneath the shadow of a tree
Why is everything looking at me
I’m waiting for my new mood to begin
But there’s an error message in my head
Moods baby moods
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Modern Age
05:18
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I received a letter yesterday
Faded yellow
Page and after page
And every page blank
Signed with love, the modern age
I found a piece of art in the trash
I don’t know anything about art
A shattered mirror with a broken frame
Autographed by the modern age
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Miners trapped in a mine
And he happened to be close by
But he didn’t have a phone
And he didn’t have a rope
And everyone was worried
Everyone was scared
So he lowered his shaft
Into the shaft
And the men held on tight
They held on so tight
And every man was saved
But those who died
And the woman cried
And the children cheered
There was peace for a night
There was peace for a night
Cause the men held on tight
To his strange and useful thing
He’s a well but strange hung man…
There’s chaos everywhere
And chaos in the world
And chaos in his brain
And chaos in his pants
And the riot cops are out, looking for a reason
Swingin there little hard billy clubs at anyone
And the strange hung man, he’s just trying to get home
And they grab him by the hair, and grab him by the pants
And his strange abnormal rod falls out into the street
And everyone is laughin at the crazy shaped thing
They’re laughing so hard, they’re laughing so hard
Everyone so hard they can’t even fight
And everyone is laughin and feelin alright
There’s peace in the streets
Just for one night
He’s a well but strange hung man
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5. |
Nightmares
03:08
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Every episode is the same
Lie awake at night
Try to wrestle my brain
But it runs away
A man with a head for a plug
Looking for an outlet
When his head is plugged in
You can turn him on
I’ve always been a two pronged outlet
My husband is a three
Then we found an adaptor
So we could get along
fear the night
Fear the night
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No one wants you
No one cares
No one buys you
No one shares
Reject, reject, reject, reject
Lonely little rice cooker
Sitting in the rain
No one wants you now
And you can’t complain
Reject, reject, reject, reject
Reject of the lowest kind
Reject won’t you please be mine
Reject of the lowest kind
Reject won’t you please be mine
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Everyone is watching the TV
White cop on trial white cop on trial
To see what’s never been seen
White cop on trial white cop on trial
Standing in the courthouse getting pictures taken
What will the jury say
We have found him not guilty cause we are insane
Blah blah blah we are crazy
What did he do and why can’t he say?
White cop on trial
And why can’t we seem to put him away?
White cop on trial
Standing in the courthouse answering the questions
What will the jury say
We have found him not guilty cause we are insane
Blah blah blah we are crazy.
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8. |
Check Out
04:10
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When I’m standing in the grocery store
And there’s no windows and no doors
And I forgot what I’m looking for
And all my thoughts start to drift
And there’s war… on the magazine covers
I know it’s time to check out
Check out, check out, check out
See you / see you later
And I’m drivin all alone
And there’s rain on the road
And I start to spin
Driftin…
And I feel so stoned
Check out
See you / see you later
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Needs
02:35
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You gave me money, I need more
You gave me love, I need more
Baby baby baby I need more
You gave me children I need more
You gave me troubles I need more
You gave me jewelry I need more
You gave me reasons I need more
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My Little Death
02:47
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I have a tale to tell
From the here after
I can see clearly now
What I was always after
Love just a little love
You may think I’m stupid
You may think I’m dumb
But ever since my little death
I can see what is what
Love just a little love
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11. |
Dead Meat on the Beach
03:28
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The fisherman
brought something in
from the sea last night
No one knew
Just what it was
Was it dead or alive
Legs of a man
Head of a dog
With a beak
Never before
Seen some kind
kind of freak
What is it?
I pushed past
The crowd of men
That circled the thing
Gills on it’s neck
And a slime
And a fucking stink
Eyes open wide
They looked right
into me
Which is the
Creature, the man?
which is the freak
What is it?
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I love the hospital grounds at night
the sound of a nurse's cigarette
the grass is green, the trees are quiet
I'm full of love, but i'm also sick
I'm full of love/shit
I swipe my hand right through reality
like tearing right through paper
mystical faker , right through paper
my ex-wife sent me a note
dear sonny, I'm getting married
I'm so happy be happy for me
I am happy dear, i'm full of love
I'm full of love/shit
friends that I knew that moved away
maybe they got a job, maybe a mate
they went away so long farewell so long
I'm full of love and shit all the time
paths that I thought might lead to the sun
but I trip and trip and trip
until my head splits -wide open
I'm full of love/shit
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Sonny & The Sunsets San Francisco, California
Sonny & the Sunsets are a beautiful west coast thing. Birthed from the sand, the surf, and twilight campfires down in Ocean Beach, Sonny & the Sunsets’ busted beach-pop songs spark recollections of doo wop's otherworldly despair, a dose of goofball humor from the Michael Hurley school, and positive possibilities exuded by Jonathan Richman. ... more
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