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Curses
02:27
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Any, Any, Any, minute now, this is really gonna hurt
and I don't deserve your worst work.
Maybe I should leave a leaf unturned alone,
A stone man made of sand, under snow,
with best laid, unlaid plans of rats and man unrealized; unknown.
Any, Any, Any, minute now, this is really gonna hurt -her
and I don't deserve your worst work.
But then again, I don't believe in any kind of curse.
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Circus of Currents
02:57
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Son of someone's god,
This is the lot,
This is the lot,
It's a lot...
But it's the lot we got.
The circus-y currents flowing though our limbs,
not that we're unique to this experience
but we feel it, we feel it, we kneel in it
as it congeals up to our gyrating hips.
Oh, Chara, oh, Chara,
Do you feel this?
Someone's sticking pins in your dolls lips.
Someone's sticking pins in your doll again.
They'll dull it again, dull it again, dull it again, don't worry, sonny Jim.
In murals, in murals,
in Xanadu billboards, Billy,
only then, only there, should you care.
Jump right the fuck out of there,
Jump right the fuck out of there,
your guts pulled up,
out of the hat, out of that...
Into the effervescent air...
Into the effervescent air.
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3. |
Nosedive
03:19
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Shifting clarities among a room full of mouth breathers mouth-breathing...
Contemplating that space between everybody’s nose and teeth...
those antiques, he knows and cheats.
Don’t mind the music
bleeding from their faces,
first word; light it radiates,
second; you can’t obfuscate.
Ahhh you, ah skate away, coruscate away, corona radiatae, corona radiatae.
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Strangely Safe
03:14
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Put a diamond studded collar over girlfriend’s head...
She is feasting on flirtations to avoid grieving again.
Charming Tracy... bites redhead Hepburn,
deadened darling, I’ll be good, good god-damned!
Sitting contemplating her next move from this chair...
Mighty presumptuous of him to think she’ll be sitting waiting there.
Haunting Hayworth grabs grimy Grisby,
deadened darling, I’ll be good, good god damned!
All it takes is an acute shift in outer space,
rearrange the stars on stage right,
stow away, we’re strangely safe.
I’m already overboard,
incoming, come in, come in...
I’m already overboard,
incoming, come in, come in...
We’re strangely, strangely, strangely, strangely...safe.
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