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Gimme Gimme
02:32
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I know she'll gimme gimme gimme every thing I want
If it catches my eye it'll be mine before morning
But wanting wanting wanting isn't what I need
The proof is in my terminal misery
She'll give me every answer running through her head
If one suits me I'll use it 'til the morning
But once I'm all alone it seems it's left for dead
And I am too
I hung my organs on a rusty nail
I pulled clothes off the hanger
I covered up, hit the street and talked a big old game
While my eyes were flashing danger danger
I found a woman put her on a pedestal
It hurt sometimes just to see her
I wrote her rock songs, she could sing along
I can't imagine what it's like to be her
I hung my organs on a rusty nail
I pulled clothes off the hanger
I covered up, hit the street and talked a big old game
While my eyes were flashing danger danger
So gimme gimme gimme everything I want
Gimme gimme gimme everything I want
Gimme gimme gimme everything I want
'Til what I want is what I need
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I do some crazy things when I'm alone
I do some crazy things when I'm alone
I never know if I should call you on the phone
I've known you seven years, I met you in the woods
I've known you seven years, I met you in the woods
And if I brought you tears, well I hope it was good
When I said that thing I didn't really want to say
When I said that thing I didn't really want to say
I was really worried it was gonna ruin my day
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A Crimson Gleam
04:44
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A Crimson Gleam
She sent a shock in the night
Drilled my skull, let in more light
Ten long years to a broken heart
Nothing to do when my soul’s broke apart
I ate my essence by a stream
My feet were bleeding a crimson gleam
As I walked back to my bed
Love Love Love Love
Is what led me here
And she’ll hold me, that’s all she’s ever done
All the blood that I’ve bled has flown into one
And the salt and the tears and the grain and the brine
And all of my relations are all ghosts in a line
We’ll break every rule just before it’s been made
And we’ll be not the fools to think we can save
Our selves and our minds, our dollars and our dimes
Least of all not these songs sure won’t last very long
I think of food like a lusty wife
I want it in me day and night
I’ll sleep through breakfast
But I’ll eat lunch twice
Passion’s no virtue
Until it’s a vice
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This is not a love story
Not a tenderness tale cast in glory
Every time the sun in it’s shine
Assures the wonder has proven benign
And I’m alone, and nowhere is home
And I’m on the street, angry and Kicking Snow
The wind in my hair, your hair in the drain
There’s rarely a meeting and more often pain
And when I wake up and see you’ve left home
I’m back to sleep like a child, my mind is my own
And I’m alone, and nowhere is home
And I’m on the street, angry and Kicking Snow
I see what seems right and I’ll spend one more night
In your bed
But come the day, I’ll not abide come what may
This story is a shocker
Not a crime thriller, but it’s a knee-knocker
Every time I reach out my hand
I lose my sure footing on shifting sand
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O Pain! Piano keys, they jingle jangle in the doorway
O Pain! Piano—black and white ones and they are 88
Wires fit to fissure with the tension and the pressure
And the wonder of the one who knows the tune
Modulate the key within the lock and
Look again upon this room
O Pain! Piano keys, they jingle jangle in the doorway
O Pain! Piano—black and white ones and they are 88
The best thing about my life is that it’s mine
The worst thing about my life is Everything
O Pain! Piano—black and white ones and they are 88
I started thinking smaller, I answered less the caller
But God above, I’m hungry and I hear your dinner bell
Clanging like a crash of chords and convalescent cranks to get through hell
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Rode round a curlicue
Kicked into clearer dew
Echo to make you sweat
Why aren’t you happy yet
This is the mourning of your old form the following is your life
Long as you’re living boy
Keep making tinsel noise
Shimmer to bring the dawn
Barefoot in sodden lawn
Christmas comes quickly, no longer sickly now that you’ve shed your wife
All of your feathers fine
Fur growing in a line
Keep pace you’ve busted cage
Honor your gas mileage
Fill up on candy, nuts—feeling randy
Now is your providence
Your providence
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Whoa Daddy
02:56
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I said Go Daddy
Do what you must do
Work a day, it will pay the fruit of Mommy’s womb
I said Go Daddy
Cast your line
With tears of joy for your baby boy
You cannot waste your time
Cast your anger in faith
On the altar of love
Hear and know you’ve been heard
Reeds a-rustle one lost fish
Ocean’s offering, such a nice dish
Fresh for your family one holy wish
Five pink pounds it is enough
And I said go Daddy
Sing me a song
One that’s just right for my good-night
I’ll sing it all night long
Twinkle Twinkle and all is soft
Warm in the night, the rest of my life
Upful sweet and long
With my heart in the earth
And my soul in the sea
Blue life in my veins
You’re my daddy I’ll never forget
You’re earth on my roots my heart is set
You call me son, can’t no better it get
My sing-song ‘tis of thee
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