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ANOTHER TOWN WITH NO CHEER
(For my mother, Benedicta)
You get running on empty
All year
And from the serf up to the gentry
It’s all fear
But there's more to a song
Than singing
And I hope my phone-calls were more
Than just ringing
And in Copenhagen I can find you a friend
And in Southern Spain, well
It kinda depends
I went to San Francisco
Looking for harm
And in the City of Angels
I found my calm
There's things you should love
And things you should fear
When you live in a town
With no cheer
Mother dear, mother mine
Please find your peace
You're still taller than I am
When on your knees
And there's more to be said for a song
Than singing
And I know my phone-calls were more
Than just ringing
I went to San Francisco
Looking for harm
And in the City of Angels
I found my calm
There's things you should love
And things you should fear
When you live in a town
With no cheer
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PITY IS A KICK
Reason rhymes
In the evening times
Letters of men
And letters of babies too
Glow stick eyes
When you look surprised
Everybody gets surprised by you
There's a paper towel
In my hand
There's a pipe of glass
In my face of sand
There's no-one left to feel the pity
It's a kick we kicked already
There's a book to every season
There's a rhyme to every reason
There's a book to every season
There's a rhyme to every reason
Pigs in cars
Wolves in bars
It's possums in the autumn
And farm cats in the spring
If I could lie
Into your eye
I would say:
It doesn't mean a thing
There's a paper towel
In my hand
There's a pipe of glass
In my face of sand
There's no-one left to feel the pity
It's a kick we kicked already
There's a book to every season
There's a rhyme to every reason
There's a book to every season
There's a rhyme to every reason
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THE NEW DEAL
Choose your side
Know what to hide, who to care for
Then put a blanket ban
On everybody, every man
Don't veer from your stride
Don't look
And don't listen
Arrest every corner kid
Yeah, just tell 'em
What you always did.
Keep the books locked on shelves
They'll kill themselves
If you wait a while
Then fire every other one
Cause what's doing
Ain't never, ever done
It's a recipe, for you and me
It's the way
It's the 'new deal'
It's a recipe
For you and me
It's the way
We keep it real
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CHEER UP & DIE
Cheer up and die
No time left
For you to waste away
If you could wake up
From this eternal noon
See the light of the morning
All around your room
I have been waiting
To tear you away
Be not afraid boy
Our light it will stay
And when the night falls
You will sleep here
In my arms
My loving arms
Your friends they will go soon
To join their late afternoon
And should we awake, boy
We'll make love under the moon
We'll make love under the moon
Oh, I'm down...
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MONKEY WALK
I seen you pour that beer
The cheapest kind
For a dollar blind fool like me
The proof is in the cost
The things we trust
Will kill us in the end
And I slept on the ground
Because I found
A light inside us all
The method within that child
Was the way he smiled
And somehow got the idea.
Olympic gold
I'm told
Is much too fine
For the things they make you do
Like brick by brick
They built
A house of guilt
To make a prison for you and me
So I'll do the monkey walk
And monkey talk
And be free like a minister
And there's nothing here to see
And nobody here to be
So tell me honestly
Is it you
Or is it me
Now I sleep in the mist
Its a tale of twisted times
And papers spell the doom
Besides the gloom
Of an office warrior
So I'll do the monkey walk
And monkey talk
Come sit in my tree
And let's find another kind
The bluest sign
And be free like a minister.
And there's nothing here to see
And nobody here to be
So tell me honestly
Is it you
Or is it me
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TIME DON'T FLY
Time don't fly
It drive truck
She don't smile but she can sure as hell fuck-get a good thing
Forget about a good thing
Send a word out to Mary, Jesus child
I've sailed the Mississipppi
Up through the Nile
Like a young gun
Yeah like a young gun
Don't buy me drink cos I'll talk you out
Help waste my time and I'll tell you all about
How you win some
And how you lose some
Ain't one thing I ever did
Ain't one thing I'll ever quit
Time don't fly
It drive truck
She don't smile but she can sure as hell fuck
Get a good thing
Forget about a good thing.
Send word out to Mary, Jesus child
I've sailed the Mississippi
Up through the Nile
Like a young gun
Yeah like a young gun
Ain't one thing I ever did
Ain't one thing I'll ever quit
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TOMB OF THE UNKNOWN (MUSICIAN)
Fed my hand
To a starving man
Broke my bread
On my mother's head
There's still plenty of ways, if you want
To keep your shit together
Morning comes and morning goes
Afternoons and comatose
Someday never comes
And some nights
Will never go away
So today I'll go down
To the tomb of the unknown
Yeah today I'll go down
To the tomb of the unknown.
The biggest no-brainer in history
Is sold, but just on delivery
It says:
Want not what you want
And do not wish for
What you may get
The squarest man I ever saw
Was square like a marble gorilla jaw
And the bendiest man
When it came to getting up into heaven.
So today I'll go down
To the tomb of the unknown
Yeah today I'll go down to the tomb of the unknown.
So today I'll go down
To the tomb of the unknown
Yeah today I'll go down to the tomb of the unknown.
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SHE LOOKS LIKE A BUZZ
Every time she comes to town
They say the same thing
Yeah every time she comes to town
The people say the same thing
They say she ain't got it no-more
That she lives her life in sin
They say she ain't got it no more
But they don't know a Goddamn thing
Cos she just wants someone
To fall in love with
Yeah she just wants someone
To fal in love with
So she prays and prays and prays
But she looks like a buzz, she looks like a buzz, she looks like a buzz
My honey looks like a buzz, she looks like a buzz
She looks like a buzz, she looks like a buzz, she looks like a buzz
My honey looks like a buzz, she looks like a buzz
Yes she does, yes she does
One day there came a mighty sound
Was like a freight train under ground
And now they don't talk so much no more
But they open up their door
Cos she just wants someone
To fall in love with
Yeah she just wants someone
To fall in love with
So she prays and prays and prays, oh yeah
But she looks like a buzz, she looks like a buzz, she looks like a buzz
My honey looks like a buzz, she looks like a buzz
She looks like a buzz, she looks like a buzz, she looks like a buzz
My honey looks like a buzz, she looks like a buzz
Yes she does, yes she does
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NOW THE EARTH IS BROWN
In the small hours when I talk big
There's something else
Tells the story quick
To take a walk
Yellow dog and sniff
Raise a cup and smoke your spliff
Jealousy sounds pink and good
To some the other side is overstood
She likes to take it slow just like her mum
When she was waiting for my dad
To commence
With those pouring eyes
Intense
Just like a pack of flies
Well then
Ain't no point to pretend
That this is so and as found
Mapped to a T
Skint Armani
And suited down
Down to the ground
Underneath this town
And down
Where now the earth is brown
Then we tell her how it all gets fixed
You hold your head up
Every time you was trix'd, we said
I let you know
Before I get you fooled
I'll be a wheel before you
Get me tooled
Incensed
Pouring like my burning eyes
Re-lensed
For some kind of telescopic prize
In the big hours when I talk small
I try to keep it minimal.
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released August 22, 2020
