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Fantasy
01:58
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i ask her, i beg her, please
i whisper my prayer to the sea
ruby black with pain
follow the cry of the loon
step by step to his tomb
metaphor, pearls, and fear
diamonds of gold hold the blade
a dagger their heaven hast made
hid in this world for my death
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2. |
Happy As An Ant
04:10
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happy as an ant in its colony
i've grown much stronger than i used to be
i have a purpose now, which i could not see
and i'm lifting things up to twenty times heavier than me
well, life was so hard-seemed nothing was okay
and i've done some things that i'd rather not say
but it's been a long time and, lord, i changed my ways
and i swear i feel a little taller each and every day
*
and to all my friends i've lost along the way
yet you may not listen, well, i still want to say
oh lord, forgiveness, 'tis but a needle in the hay
but my head's in the clouds and that's where my head is gonna stay
*
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3. |
That's Untrue
03:42
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i fall in love with everybody that i meet
- fall in love with everyone you meet
and you know what? i'm completely insane
- yeah man, completely insane
and i get so angry i can't shut-up
- you know i could never shut-up
i always got something to say
- always got somethin' good to say
and you know i could never stop
running my mind
my motor-mouth is moving
most of the time
- but no one's listening!
i'm not tryin' to get with you
so, tell your sisters and your brother
that's untrue
i thought of something last night that would blow your brain
- thought of somethin' that would blow your brain
i'm talking about world peace
- yeah, i'm talking 'bout world peace
and you know it's hard being me
- it's kinda hard being me
being a genius don't come easily
- bein' jesus ain't easy
i travel all over
and what do i find?
a lot of hateful people
calling romance a crime
- but what about poetry?!
i'm not tryin' to get with you
so, tell the police and your husband
that's untrue
and just because i'm a boy
it doesn't mean that i'm all about you
and just because i wanna give you a tulip
it doesn't mean i can't live without you!
i'm not tryin' to get with you
so, tell your priest and your professors
that's untrue
i'm not tryin' to get with you
so, tell your mama and your papa
that's untrue
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4. |
Stoned
02:10
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well i wonder if everybody turned to stone
i don't get no calls on my telephone
i don't get no postcards, no letters sent
well i wonder where my baby went
i wanna go get away
i wanna leave today
yes, i'm blue down to my bones
i'm gonna pack my things and head back home
i'm gonna-
well late last night i turned on the news
and i felt so guilty standing in my shoes
well my baby gone done went and died
she got struck my lightning and her brains got fried
i'm gonna cry myself to sleep
i'm gonna wring my hands until they bleed
yes i'm blue, so filled with grief
i wanna pull out my hair and yank out my teeth
i wanna-
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5. |
Friends
03:08
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little sister, if you should ever want or need a friend
you can call me up and i'll listen
and we can talk 'til the early hours
i'll write you letters and send you flowers
little sister, if you ever want or need a friend
little sister, well, these are my friends and they're real cool
we don't have to worry 'bout no grades at school
dead end jobs, well, they're a drag
but we hang out and it's so rad
little sister, these are my friends and they're real cool
and little sister, if you should ever wanna spend the night
please say so, i'll do my best not to bite
i'll do the best, the best that i can
to accommodate the breadth of your plans
little sister, if you'd ever wanna spend the night
and in that moonlight, oh, in the sunlight, it feels the same
i'm just a, a couple eyeballs staring out my brain
oh, what should i do today?
it doesn't matter, what i do's okay
little sister, i'm just eyeballs looking out of my brain
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6. |
Like Sailboats
02:26
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like sailboats on the ocean
with their breasts pressed 'gainst the sea
that glide past the horizon
to soft islands far away
in the hollow of those vessels
from long darkness had and hewn
swaying dreamers nestle tightly
like the air inside balloons
see the spider and the mermaid
exchange secrets near a web
sewn of lace and ivory passion
to rend memory from the dead
dreaded tiger turned to petals
sallow witches casting spells
kiss the murderer in his madness
sending demons back to hell
but, oh no, my dear sweet love
you are angered, rightly so
for i cannot take you with me
'yond sunset where i go
so close your eyes, dear, close your eyes
and all numbers count 'til through
and when you wake, dear, if you wake, dear
if you- if you-
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7. |
The Masquerade
02:57
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8. |
Candle
02:38
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*
baby, a cradle
black magic
my hands, my body, my heart, my mind
red ribbon in fiery soot
*
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9. |
Wild Child
03:56
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well, when i'm happy i tell myself that she loves me
but maybe she hates me, maybe who knows
and i can feel the blood in my hands as i twirl 'cross the room
with my feet here planted right on the floor
and in all their bitter cacophony
don't they seem to make sweet melody?
wild animals in the night
through the jungle hear them call
wild animals in the night
fearless creatures big and small
well, when i'm angry i tell myself that i hate her
but maybe i love her, maybe who knows
and why should i spend my life drinking the ocean
just to greet all my dawns with naught but prickly pores?
and in all their bitter cacophony
don't they seem to make sweet melody?
wild animals in the night
through the darkness hear them call
wild animals in the night
fearsome creatures one and all
wild animals in the night
through the jungle hear them call
wild animals in the night
ferocious creatures big and small
wild animals in the night
make such sweet melody
wild animals in the night
sing a song for you and me
wild animals in the night
through the darkness hear them call
wild animals in the night
silly creatures one and all
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10. |
Princess
02:22
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the wind wraps around my body
my heart suspended in the air
but oh, i've lost her
my sweet lady fair
the clouds billow up like mountains
their blue is swimming through my eyes
but oh, you can't hear me
nor the teardrops i cry
twilight crawls across the evening
the stars are laughing 'round the moon
whilst oh, kind princess
the midnight flower blooms
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11. |
Song
02:26
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12. |
You Got Be Tough
04:10
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i'm gonna miss her a lot
yeah, i'm-a miss her a lot
but i'm-a give 'er all i got
yeah, i'm-a give ya what i got
so please be good to me, babe
don't try to bring me down
i'll have plenty of time for that
dressed-up underground
and as i'm ridin' high
i won't care if i fall
it's better to have lived and lost
than never lived at all
girl, you've been smashing through my mind
yea, you been gettin' all my time
you spill my blood, you struck me blind
i don't know where to draw the line
and i've been havin' nightmares
nightmares just for you
and, oh i hate how i love
all the little things you do
so, yea be gentle with me, girl
please don't break my soul
you got me by the ghost
you are in control
too late to run, no place to hide
they'll lay abe lincoln on our eyes
i see our friends and family cry
oh, babe, oh please don't tell no lies
'cause it ain't hard, no
not hard to tell the truth
i never took you for a coward
so don't you give 'em proof
and you said you was really real, girl
but is you real enough?
to admit that you were wrong
you got be tough
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