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i wanna watch channel 41
05:41
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grey colonial, metro west
about a mile from the railroad tracks
took a trip to the old green room
got something there all locked up to exhume
it’s february in new england
but we’re on holiday
school house custodians
kickin’ it the busman’s way
cicadas and crows fillin up my ears
smell em by more miles by the day
hard little pinto beans rattling my skull
my eyelids stretched over the drum heads
we got disney all over our radio
periodicals read a million times over
the ol’ monochrome’s all tattooed and bruised
daetsni lennahc weiverp eht hctaw tsuj ew t'nac
remote control is in my hands
i wanna watch channel 41
hey! Take your hand off that dial
i wanna watch channel 41
keep on singing in that funny voice
cuz no one wants to hear you speak
keep on pretending you’ve got a choice
hey ain’t your album coming out next week?
the burden of proof is thrust upon
us to debunk your dumb ideas
tryin to endure the Greek chorus of
squeak toys testing the limits of our ears
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massachusett
04:40
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big toe
07:07
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i can’t walk a foot
without my big tow
...
fish rectangles(???)
big tow
towing me back home
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home
01:56
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ice cream & heroin
05:21
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well we’re here and we’re damn near skeletons
had our fill offa south shore ibuprofen
just wanna eat my gas station fare, gettin
fat off nostalgia, our notes forgotten
back slidin to 27
not exactly my idea of heaven
another drive through the desert scene
it’s hot but at least it’s clean
ice cream
and heroin
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southern reach
03:41
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7. |
ol' fuss & feathers
05:22
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under polk’s craven gun
ol fuss and feathers rides
under the two-ton buns
horses tortured far and wide
back in the great white falls
he ate the lead and wore the paint
weak as water now
weaponizing like a saint
now our city is gone
our lady, she’s weeping
i’ll be driving down to your door
maybe catch you while you’re sleeping
joy is watering my face this morning
i have seeds to sew
round your back yard I’ve sunken each one
watch those tendrils grow
i’ll watch the sunshine on everyone
mid-century dreams demand
mass production, creamed and canned
in a distant son, the drunk
worms makin the bend
run run dejected one
got a lot of family but they’re lovin you none
cry cry drinking your lye
barley’s filling up the fields and drowning the sky
throw him in the barrel
toss him down the stairs
broken at the lighthouse door
i heard some dogs laughing
joy is watering my face this morning
i have seeds to sew
round your back yard I’ve sunken each one
watch those tendrils grow
joy is watering my face this morning
i have seeds to sew
round your back yard I’ve sunken each one
i’ll watch the sunshine on everyone
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the garden’s always giving
right here where we’re living
oh girl I love you
and boy I love you too
And nothings gonna shake this
no conditions
and I sure am glad I know you guys
same ol same ol
same ol pussycat
and a brand new dog
mama's little baby loves ninja turtles
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smell Lancaster, South Carolina
sounds are made and then you listen i think that's how this goes idk
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