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Shortwave
02:25
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I need to activate last night was out too late without electrical power
watched for a meteor shower turned out was stars for hours back in the yard I lay in wait in a dreamy state
I watched a television face without no activation but my brain by morning I'd forgot my name
don't take my shortwave away I'm just a sunspot away
Don't take my shortwave away digital age oh no don't take my shortwave away
I need to activate I need to radiate I need to ride my own wave
I ride my wavelengths away at the end of my days I need to hear at random activation
I need fulfillment and loss and all kinds of flecks of chaos not this substandardization
I'm just a sunspot away digital age don't take my shortwave away
I need to activate I need to radiate I need to ride my own
Out on the roads I'm listening nobody's playing anything they all got buds in their ears
Once on the television face visions and pops of static space novas and pulsars would sing in rabbit ears
Now we can't see from whence we came don't take my shortwave away
I need to activate I need to radiate I need to ride my own today
I ride my wavelengths away at the end of my days oh no I need to hear at random activation
I need my chaos and loss and all kinds of flecks of chaos not substandardization
I'm just a sunspot away digital age I need to hear it don't take my shortwave
oh my heart would break don't take my shortwave away.
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2. |
Goods And Services
03:04
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Goods and services servicing goods
Turkey's got a constitution let's get those sweet crude Euros gooshing.
I came to my senses as you took my census
I had a temperate national state
Yeah you disarmed me I got snagged in a treaty
yeah you've got a lawyer now and she's talking trade
Goods and services servicing goods
I hope I bought myself a bill of good goods and not a bill of goods.
Now it's down to softwoods has it come to this?
Man it used to be muskets and it used to be gunships
the laws of the seas constitutional revisions
all to water arid reclamation California lawns and gardens,
Goods and services servicing goods
I hope I sided with a winner and I hope that it's gone and done me good.
You gave me tied aid and I ate it up
pick a reform and I'm in just you name it
that futball stadium money's aglut
pump it out of the ground and I'll trade it,
Goods and services servicing goods
who's going to pay for Afghanistan's poppies? They just cover the half of it.
Goods and services servicing goods
man we've got to get a label on a piece of whatever moves,
if you've got a license then tariff it up
'cos we've got to levy tax on it if you've got a service.
Goods and services servicing goods
even coffee cup consultants man we'll tax a service good.
Goods and services servicing goods
even coffee cup consultants gonna tax a service good
If you've got a license then tariff it up
'cos we've got to levy tax on it if you've got a service.
Goods and services servicing goods
just hope I've sided with a winner just hope I've gone and done myself good.
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Looking For Fire
03:15
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There's only steam a fog that rolls over the fields in the morning
when evening comes I watch the sun descend into the sea
the waters do not steam the seas do not boil
there's smoke on the horizon it don't give off any clouds of smoke
looking for fire but there's no smoke.
There's only steam a fog that rolls over the fields in the beach
terns wheel back forth over me to the sea
ignite for me just once set sails alight
do I use these ears for listening or do I trust my eyes?
Looking for fire but there's no smoke.
The Pleiades they shine down on me I wait for the light of morning
without the sun I haven't got direction
stars they don't speak to me although they're claiming
smoke on the horizon but I just can't catch the note
looking for fire but there's no smoke looking for fire my life's a joke.
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Habana Cigar
04:05
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Once we thought we'd rise above it all
twice we sank and sunk below it all
but if half a taste is all you get you should taste before you decide to spit
and then it's your right, I couldn't be right,
Habana cigar, celebrate with a Habana - Castro's choice -
but if half a taste is all you get you should taste before you decide to spit
and then it's your right, I couldn't be right,
Habana cigar, celebrate with a Habana
(but if half a taste is all you get you should taste before you decide to spit)
Castro's choice! Castro's choice! Castro's choice! Castro's choice!
Fishes open wide and strain but never try,
live but never sleep move but never fly
move from swarms of conscience to
live but never dream, sail but never fly,
Habana in the air do you replay the moment in the moments spent
in the event from egg to fish to food to excrement
never to return warm to the school?
I'm the old man and the sea never found the words
We'll figure it out and get along as we move along
that's what'll happen if we let it happen.
Habana cigar, celebrate with a Habana.
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Morning Song
02:31
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I need a beat but it's early so I'll take to the street
put on the sandals and kick off the boots as they squeak
fill my pockets with loose change, keys,
find a length of pavement stones, and follow my feet.
This morning just before that the sun was so cruel
late in the day the heat it builds and oppresses you,
songs sung in the morning tuned to my shoes
a natural jam band a music making school.
The avenue butts into commuter street
scuffing cars adrift kick out a muffler beat
I find rhythm and the beat knows what to do
natural syncopated music making school.
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Does the dog who barks at squirrels howl to me at night?
Let the sleep dissolve in spider silver moonlight
let the moonlight howl my troubles away
to perch at dawntime at the trollbridge's gate.
To the dog who barks at squirrels he might as well be air
he gets leaded on by what's coming in and passing out from his nose
moves through dales and brooks and rivers and parks
back forth and round in wide and unobstructed arcs, and barks at squirrels.
To the troll who guards the bridge he might as well be air
to the dog who barks at squirrels still there's no trouble there
there ain't nothing but a world of rodents up in the trees and a'chittering everywhere
he gives chase when there's not even sense of birds or dog consciousness there.
Me I'm on the roads and paths and so I'd best take care unless
I go stumble on a troll a'whilst I'm a'going about my business
Oh I'm thinking must be easy there are always squirrels about
Arooo!
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Sunshine
03:19
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Oh sunshine I can't tell if you're dead or alive
even in these deepest darkest dreams even in these deepest nights
I can't tell if you're dead or alive.
Oh sunshine even on the beach the waves won't stay dry
and all the while you nurture us oh sunshine you also try to kill us
why oh why sweet sunshine why oh why oh why?
Oh sunshine even on the beach the waves won't stay dry
even in these deepest darkest dreams even in the cool of the summer night
I can't tell if you're dead or alive.
Placably indifferent to my time don't ask and don't look 'cos
my heart isn't breaking this time not this time sunshine
no amount of shine will dull my mind this time sunshine
'cos even on the ground I see the flies fly when you come around and shine.
(even on the beach the waves won't stay dry)
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Apex
03:41
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(On the state side the in between side the pretty undone side since you came in
I was the wrong sign gave off the wrong sigh I was pretty undone once but I've been smiling lately
then you came in all star spackled eyes and heartsmeared face...)
Woman in love feeling wise,
we're still souls sitting in our apexes every day in every way
and it's fine we're fools,
playgrounders, pretenders,
And sometimes the crow caws and sometimes we hear it
and sometimes we listen and sometimes we answer
an apex been deferred confounded by a sinking ship
a stone being skipped in a pool,
We were fine and we found out
and we sailed over seas
over stellar canopies
over soil.
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9. |
This Is Good
03:37
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Spun around it was hot but the air burned off
it got real cool when the sun was out got in so close I barely spun around
but instead spun round the sun.
When we look up we look away from the light tears us up and we see so much more when it's night
but nothing but darkness makes a stool of the soul fit for toads and nothing for things to grow
so we venture out under searing flame,
nothing grows us along like pain but why the suchlong face?
It's not all bad you can't grow without pain,
Ah it's good this is good!
This is good, this is good, this is good and you know how the rest of it's good
This is good, this is good, this is good and you know how the rest of it's good
and you know how the rest of it's good.
You're often feeling late there were days when you'd hesitate
without the splash the hurts you've been it leads you to hesitate
there was a time when you would measure out your days
but in time you found that you couldn't slow the pace, and now you're Mercury.
It could be worse, you could be on it, you could be a comet,
oh how they wheel as they vent away,
This is good, this is good, this is good, and you know how the rest of it's good
This is good, this is good, this is good, and you know how the rest of it's good
Oh life is good, oh life is good...
The moon understates with a little moon laugh
The moon's answer the only body we know who can defeat the night with a happy face,
The soul in the moon might have undone itself but who are we to question?
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10. |
Webbed Feet
05:03
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Well you might as well just give it away cos there's only six feet of ceiling space,
and we owe way more favours than we think, you don't want to owe no favours when your body dies
just give it away.
Well you might as well just give it away there's no prize awarded,
and we owe way more favours than we think, you don't want to owe no favours when your body dies
just give it away, might as well give it away.
I crouched before the thundering storm, I thought I saw your face out in the clouds,
you hurled down at me thunderbolts, I was so scared I screamed out loud,
I crouched before the thundering storm, been that way scared since I was born,
but nothing's shining in the clouds asunder, think to myself and start to wonder,
And I wonder, and I wonder, and I wonder,
whatever happened when our hearts went flutter?
Those days are passed now and I wonder.
and I wonder, and I wonder,
Oh well you might as well just give it away, well you might as well just give it away
well you might as well just give it away, might as well just give it away.
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11. |
Sunshine (Reprise)
01:38
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Oh sunshine I can't tell if you're dead or alive
even in these deepest darkest dreams even in the cool summer night
I can't tell if you're dead or alive (my heart ain't breaking this time)
I can't tell if you're dead or alive (my heart ain't breaking this time)
I can't tell if you're dead or alive.
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