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Absent Swan
02:47
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I found an absent swan here,
the kind that blew my mind
& grafting pens to its wing tips,
I showed it where to sign,
We went out for dinner & a show,
I didn't know she was blind,
They kicked us out for talking too loudly,
One man's trash was a swan's good time
I took the swan back to my house,
I ain't no gentelman jim/tim/slim kim,
I asked the swan if she knew about Leda,
She said, "no I ain't heard of, wait a second, is that him?"
When I awoke the next mornin'
The swan was making to fly,
Oh swanny, swan you know your way around my insides,
but you're still gonna, still gonna have to die,
& to be honest, I was always gonna
cook and eat that bird,
'cause I'ma growin boy,
& swan meat is quite lean
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2. |
France
04:14
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You look like the kinda man,
that's never bought his own pack of cigarettes,
you look like the kinda man,
whose bummed off everyone else,
and we are lucky and dead to the world, (I love you)
we are so very lucky (how lucky? so lucky!)
you look like the kind of man
IF YOU AGREE WITH THEM
YOU BETTER WATCH OUT
YOU ARE 2 PRETTY
AND I DON'T TRUST YOU
CAUSE I DON'T BELIEVE HOW PRETTY U R
You're screamin my name again
as you stub your foot against the door,
you're screamin in pain again,
your mother's callin for more,
and you are lucky to get what you want-a
yeah, you are so fuckin lucky
SO CLOSE UR EYES,
U SHOULD BE LEARNIN TO DRIVE,
TAKE TAKE TAKE UR HANDS OFF THE WHEEL
CLOSE UR EYES
U SHOULD BE LEARNIN TO DRIVE
1NCE UR DED THEN U KNOW ITS REEL
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3. |
Animal Cafe
02:04
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(in french)
Various animal names,
Take moi to the animal cafe please
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P.B.F.
03:22
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I'm happy by myself,
I guess you'd say I get what I want,
a pretty blue fox,
with lemon shaped eyes,
defined by the sun
& now she'll stagger me all down those stairs
you can't bury love,
I always get her wrong,
no guiding lights to lace me home,
the land is disturbed,
the dusk of her crazy dance
& no one's ever out,
the birds fly out of her mind
a pretty blue fox,
with lemon shaped eyes defined by the sun
& now she's running me apart in the sky
you can't bury my love
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5. |
Cupid Sound
04:30
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It is not the power, it is the grace,
of fallin down, where you left me,
as the clown, while I so deftly loved you,
I cram my foot into my mouth,
to spite my name, I'd burn my house down to the ground,
This is not the cupid sound
& with my shoes, I'd paint your face,
you name the time & I lose my place,
It is repeating & self-defeating,
so I will float down stream
I taste the corners of your heart,
the same mistakes to make if we take it from the start,
This is not the cupid sound,
whats the point of comin round,
if you don't hear that cupid sound
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6. |
Fall Down Slow
04:24
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