1. |
Bodie Currency
03:06
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The Bone Daddy lifts his skull
from the piano lid to play
"Lemme get a whiskey and peach tea."
Pistol on the table
Revolver in the holster
"You ain't gunna shoot me
I paid my drink fee."
Bodie Currency
Brown paper's dead tree
The deeds you've done for me
or the ax to my family tree
The ragtime girl gets groovin' to the keys
played by Bony Phalanges
Whiskey down
The cards are free
The game is cheap
But Jimmy always carries on
ya see 'im?
Losin' gals he pulls his gun on me
Bodie Currency
Red Paper's blood money
The deeds you've done for me
Or the ax to my family tree
*Hey boy I see you sittin' there
drink your whiskey down
but Bodie Currency ain't got no value
in my town
But I need ya to get yourself up
and go grab your things
Don't you return until the tumbleweed sings...*
Tumbleweed!
You're smoking buddy
The goods I've grown
I've paid my fee
Bodie don' remember nah
Bodie don' remember democracy
Oh the folk here,
they exchange
Bodie Currency
Oh, no paper no tree
The deeds you've done for me
or the ax to my family.
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2. |
Hash Browns
04:31
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Booth seat
Sittin at the diner
For us its night
even though it's lighter out
I eat alone
The eggs are over-scrambled but the waffles taste like Belgium's own
Hash browns
Meet me in the morning
cuz we know Jimmy will be working tonight
I'll take a seat right at your table will you talk to me if you're able
if your work is slow
And I don't know if I'll meet you for breakfast
I think I might sleep in
What couch in who's house am I waking in?
I don't know where I've been
"I don't know where you've been!"
You take me over easy
You pull me from the grind
I was simmerin' in my sleep
I was simmerin' again
I felt your lips on my neck
and I just fell right in
Tic Tac Toe on paper menus
I'll draw a portrait of your cat
I told the waitress that you'll be here
but your coffee's gettin' cold and I don't know about that
Hash browns
Meet me in the morning
cuz we know Jimmy will be working tonight
And you better wait for our edges to get golden brown
And I don't know if I'll meet you for breakfast
I think I might sleep in
What couch in who's house am I waking in?
I don't know where I've been
"I don't know where you've been!"
You take me over easy
You pull me from the grind
I was simmerin' in my sleep
I was simmerin' again
I felt your lips on my neck
and I just fell right in
Wake and bake
Will you make me a pancake?
Wake and bake
Will you make me a milkshake?
Wake and bake
Will you pour me some cornflakes?
Wake and bake
Will you make me a pancake?
You take me over easy
You pull me from the grind
I was simmerin' in my sleep
I was simmerin' again
I felt your lips on my neck
and I just fell right in
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3. |
Sai!
02:19
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4. |
Maps and Books and Boats
02:39
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Dreamin' of a western tale
I rode along the Oregon Trail
and still I ended here
Maybe you'll come swoopin' in
and i will be with you again
but I won't hold my breath
Death's in every howl and bough
and I will get to you somehow
but I cannot say when
I wanna give you up like the bad habit
that you are
Why, oh why's that so hard?
You've got maps and books and boats
and they will help you stay afloat
but I will sink into this land
I kept thinkin' I could never love you as you are
but that's exactly why I do
There is mercury in me
but there's no mercury in you
and that is something to cling to
Exactly who you are is exactly who you'll be
but a change is comin' in me
A change is comin' in me
A change is comin' in me
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5. |
Isobel (Bjork cover)
03:45
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in a forrest pitch-dark
glowed the tiniest spark
it burst into flame
like me
like me
my name isobel
married to myself
my love isobel
living by herself
in a heart full of dust
lives a creature called lust
it surprises and scares
like me
like me
my name isobel
married to myself
my love isobel
living by herself
when she does it she means to
moth delivers her message
unexplaind on your collar
crawling in silence
a simple excuse
nana na nana
nana na nana
in a tower of steel
nature forges a deal
to raise wonderful hell
like me
like me
my name isobel
married to myself
my love isobel
living by herself
when she does it she means to
moth delivers her message
unexplaind on your collar
crawling in silence
a simple excuse
nana na nana
nana na nana
nana na nana
nana na nana
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I got one window in a padded room.
Eclipsed by clouds, she can still shine through
But I don’t know about this…
I don’t know about this…
She said ‘Climb the Eiffel’
‘Climb the Eiffel’
And if I get there soon,
Past psychiatrists
and needle rockets…
Doctor’s didn’t understand gravity,
They see lunatics and waves
And they say
‘What kind of lycanthropy
is this?’
She said ‘Climb the Eiffel’
‘Climb the Eiffel’
And if I get there soon,
Past psychiatrists
These needle rockets…
(Luna ticks me, offending the inmates as I escape.)
(Luna ticks me off, ending the inmates as I escape.)
Climbing x’s with my cotton wings,
Paris is white with lightning—
Now I know about this.
Now I know about this
But I fell
I fell
I fell
I fell.
(Waxing—Waning—Wanting more.)
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