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Old cartoon in my head is spinning around,
its sucking all my youthfulness out.
Old harpoon got its point up to me, ow!
Its funny but I'm used to it now.
I will take coffee with my cream.
And sugar, please,
I'm turning Japanese for you
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High On Pop
03:05
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I'm assuming you know I'm looking through you and those,
all the other girls with their boys who seem to know.
But they don't know.
No they don't know.
I'm assuming the best looking at you but I know,
those pretty lights in you head are a no go.
But they don't know
if its so and so
that played you out, mixed you up,
spun you round like a top.
From the needles of the highest pine,
in the summer of 79.
You can tell everyone, everyone
you can tell everyone you'd like
a way to drop but you're too far gone to stop this time.
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Art On Wall
04:03
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Hey Hey, one of a kind, treat me nice as I...
I'm a piece of work, I'm a lucky jerk
on a hook like a snook that's all.
Number painter I knew you'd like
seeing things through new eyes.
Romance to mod, but that's no escape
brush is God once the pint hits the pape.
It takes a lesser form, and that heat is warm
image sticks and on the dry the paint is quick.
Number painter I breath knew life
into those dead glass eyes.
I can sketch the moonlight
and with shade I depict the breeze.
Swish of the brush there's a lake,
there's a tree.
My Vanessa Bell she came on to me
sisters a wolf, but honeys a fox
laid out on the rocks waiting for me.
number painter why do you like
following those dots with your lines?
colores.
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4. |
The Smart One
04:15
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Late start waits for no one
you know who you are
I shot up the night sky
and patched it with stars.
hey pink Don, those hospital blues.
It's hot burning money earned
money loosed.
Stars above I'm in Luck!
We had such a fun time,
we swam in the pool
while you played the smart one
and I played the fool.
Its dark but out here we're immune,
that spark shut like an eye in a snooze.
We high as the moon
from here looks like it was just a cartoon.
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5. |
Anyway Out
02:48
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I knew I wasn't made for work.
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