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A Song About a Bear
05:10
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Oh no! I chase that honey!
Oh no, It's not that funny.
Oh no! I taste that honey!
Oh no, it's not that funny.
Oh no! I chased that honey!
Oh no, it's not that funny.
I got that honey!
Honey!
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2. |
Saturday Night
03:59
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Oh maybe come out? And meet me tonight?
Maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe!
SHAKE! SHAKE!
Oh maybe meet me tonight.
Oh maybe, come out tonight?
Come out! Come out! Come out!
SHAKE! SHAKE!
Oh maybe meet me tonight?
Oh, maybe.
Come out tonight.
Come out, come out, come out, come out, come out, come out!
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Adalee
08:24
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Come they said
To my worry addled head
And feast your eyes on what you see
The albatross has forsaken its old cause
And set its sights on Adele
And it’s feeding time
For the rest of us
Yeah the crowds are growing bolder
Adele McMecken
He was my best friend
Since we were just thirteen
My shoes wore a part between our homes
And the day he left for the army he said
Boy you’re so naive
They’ll never… ever let you go
I wish I could see back then
What I can see right now
How his path was laid before him
Until one by one
The mountains shook their downy tops
And laid themselves into the ocean
Oh what transpired
A near perfect prairie fire
Was gaining west at greater speed
And to poor Adele
The end was easy to see
Yeah the air smelled like the 4th of July
Though everyone there
Was trying their best to deny it
Free from the haze
His immaterial gaze
Turned upon the open plain
The fear it was gone
The pain it was gone
It was over and over and over and over
So go on burn your city
Go on and burn the city Adele
Go on and burn your city
Go on and burn and burn and burn and burn
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Sparrow Omen
06:19
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Here we go!
I wrote a song for the birds that sing!
I wrote a song for the birds that bring me down to earth.
I wrote a song for the birds that sing!
I wrote a song for the birds that bring me down to earth.
Here's the thing.
I read Stephen King on a porch in the fall as the whole world wrapped themselves in cocaine and alcohol.
Here's the thing.
We gotta praise it all--birds and bees and carousels and a sweet song's melody.
Birds and bees and birds and bees.
I wrote a song for the hurricane.
I wrote a song for the hurricane that brought me back.
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It's spring again!
And all my friends are dying...
And I keep trying to keep my head above the dirt again singing.
It's spring again!
And all my dreams are draining...
In the muddy ground in the muddy ground in the muddy ground in the mud.
What goes up must come down!
What goes up must come down!
What groans down, reaches up!
Lighter than a grasshopper's hiccup!
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I am the age Jesus Christ died up on the cross all alone as his Mary mother cried. Blood bloomed into raspberries at his side as the wind in his soft hair began to sigh. What's became of the cowboy's story told? Another story wrapped in its golden mold. It's so funny! It makes me smile! It's so funny it makes me ha, ha, ha.
Jesus Christ, what a boy!
"Be so still my child."
Red, white, and blue for halloween!
"Here's your mask my child."
Hair braided into a crown of thorns!
"It don't hurt my child."
Belly filled with honey!
"It's so sweet my child."
Honey! Honey! Honey! Honey!
Arise now! Arise now!
Destroy now!
Destroy, how?
Arise now! Arise now!
We are the image we create and when the world ended we showed up late. Beneath the birds with you singing "doo, doo, doo."
Arise now! Arise now!
Destroy now!
Destroy, how?
Arise now! Arise now!
Ten thousand lightning bugs! We undressed in their fire and everything became every thing!
What's become of the cowboy's story told. Another story wrapped in its golden mold. It's so funny it makes me smile. It's so funny it makes me, it makes me...
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