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Helianthus
03:16
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he waits on a hill for the clouds to pass
you like a nice day
you can kiss his ass
like a swaying helianthus
he'll turn to the sky
like a coked up sex kitten
he'll suck the thing dry
(no need for sunglasses this boy's ready to fry)
we drive on by faces pressed to the window
we roll on past not exactly our problem
we drive on by faces pressed to the window
we roll on past not exactly our problem
we drive on by face pressed to the window
we roll on past not exactly our problem
you can kiss his ass
the sun
bobby's in love with the sun
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2. |
Cyrano
02:41
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dogs in the street
fight for green meat
that hangs down in droves
between your momma's legs
author unknown (bathroom graffiti circa 1975)
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Blacksmith
03:52
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works slow
steady
in grimy darkness
torn and bruised
the fire's burning
to create beauty
from vacant hardness
a gift of the heart
as much as the hands
the fire's burning
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4. |
Desperate
02:28
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thinking of you
with your
fill in the blank
like a backwater carnival
you're a second rate spectacle
too thick to see
you just don't have it in you
not smart
not smooth
not beautiful
rather
desperate
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Heartless
03:08
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somebody told me
i won't drop a name
and all the others
seem to feel the same
heartless
why must i be this way
if you try to get close to me
i pretend not to feel a thing
heartless
heartless
somebody told me
i won't drop a name
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Flying
05:04
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hello my sleepy friend
what frozen dreams
lie in your head
where is the planet
that you're living on
and does it even matter anyway
hello my weary friend
one of these days
you'll get it right
this time
will be like every other time
pardon while i eat my words
and try and catch my breath
cause people fly like gun-shot birds
and shatter when they meet the ocean
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