1. |
Introduction
01:11
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My fur coat's sold
Oh Lord ain't it cold
But I'm not gonna holler
Cause I've still got a dollar
And when I get low
Oh, I get high
My man walked out
Now you know that ain't right
He better watch out
If I meet him tonight
I said when I get low
Oh, I get high
All this hard luck in this town has found me
Nobody knows but the troubles are all around me
Oh, I'm all alone
With no one to pet me
My old rocking chair
Ain't never gonna get me
Cause when I get low
Oh, I get high
When I get low
Oh, I get high
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3. |
Six Foot Skeleton
02:29
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4. |
To Be Loved
02:30
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5. |
Being Good Now
04:18
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6. |
Wedding Song
02:35
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7. |
Dry Me Out
03:46
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Oh dry me out
Wet me again
This is the strangest place that I have ever been
You got the land
All colonized
From coast to coast with folks like you and I
Do you get scared
When they come to your land?
Do ya? Do ya? Do ya?
Then nothing goes to waste
The ocean's big
Gives you the creeps
But you still donât know no secrets of the deep
And there's the moon
high above
I guess we'll go back when there is something else to do
Do you get scared
When they come to your land?
Do ya? Do ya? Do ya?
Then nothing goes to waste
And there's Mars
we'll get there soon
But is it because we're running out of room?
Oh dry me out
Wet me again
This is the strangest place that I have ever been
This is the strangest place that I have ever been
This is the strangest place that I have ever . .
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8. |
Cantina Band
02:21
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9. |
Fever
04:11
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10. |
Paper Thin
02:28
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11. |
National Identity
03:00
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She carves
out the names
on the wall
to stay sane
and the dust
that it makes
is now paint
for her face
And indeed
politely
he believes
all her dreams
until what
she can use
is not what
she has got
So you are a national Identity
It's border making
Please donât be so closed off
A peaceful day
Is for the taking
She cries
out her eyes
and decides
to deny
that its one
one and all
from its rise
âtil its fall
With a crutch
in her bag
and a tax
on the rag
its la luz
its the rain
its what flows
through your veins
So you are a national identity
Its border making
Please donât be so closed off
A peaceful day
Is for the taking
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12. |
I Live In A Bubble
04:33
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Piddle in the middle
of the floor
nobody's around
to clean it up
I gotta find a couch corner
to remodel
with the throttle on full
I'm a jungle bundle
Roughinâ up anybody
Soft or hard
wood or yarn
make it smelly
if it lives or lived
It belongs in my belly
tell me that I can't sniff butts
what's the point
Of waking up?
I live in a bubble
Guard the house
with all my might
I might just try
to rip the top off
the can with the turkey
and a tasty treaty meat buffet
how tantalizing
Cranberry gravy
and stuffing
just in time for
late thanksgiving
with a hair pin turn I
Flavor frenzy
and drag it down with me
I live in a bubble
Just like things
You find in a puddle
I'm a living breathing
Piece of the puzzle
In the rubble after
the pending disaster
Survival makes me faster
spoils of war
restore my wings
history gets blistering
Throw it away
Hole in the wall
Head in the ground
to hell with it all
I live in a bubble
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Van Goat Oakland, California
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