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"Times Square, Poison Season Ii"

"Times Square, Poison Season Ii"


Judy's beside herself
Jack's in a state of desolation
The writing on the wall wasn't writing at all
Just forces of nature in love with a radio station

You can follow a road to the ocean
Times Square
Times Square
Times Square
Oh, you could fall in love
Oh, you could fall in love
Oh, you could fall in love
 
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"To The Heart Of The Sun On The Back Of The Vulture, I'll Go"

"To The Heart Of The Sun On The Back Of The Vulture, I'll Go"


I memorized the moves of a great culture.
It gave way to the vulture and me.
So, I decided to be through with the assassins and the kids,
And kill for the thrill of silencing.

Yes, throw yourselves away,
Don't save yourselves.
Throw yourselves away,
Don't save yourselves.

Father tried to find her,
But she's not there.
Guess I lost those tracks in the City of Despair.
And, winding round the fact that things fall apart,
Have a heart sister!
Don't you know you started to?

Yes, throw yourselves away,
Don't save yourselves.
Throw yourselves away,
Don't save yourselves.

In a theater of impatience,
Records cause culture
As records break records.
On the back of the vulture,
I'll go to the heart of the sun.
We have set the controls for one

Shhh...

Just like days of old,
Bad horses still get sold.
Mistakes get made, I mean we blaspheme.
Like mad eagles who think they've made the same one's extinct,
Girl, you've got another thing
Coming.

So, throw yourselves away,
Don't save yourselves.
Throw yourselves away,
Don't save yourselves.

In a theater of impatience,
Records cause culture
As records break records.
On the back of the vulture,
I'll go to the heart of the sun.
We have set the controls for one.
I'll go to the heart of the sun.
We have set the controls for one
 
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"Trembling Peacock"

"Trembling Peacock"


Relax, trembling peacock...
No, I wasn't born to rock...
Oh, I was just plain born...
And then I kind of grew and then, well...
Vancouver made me, I guess it's true...
Sired to the House of Lords
(these days they call them 'Co-Op Boards'),
And now it's in my royal blood
To vote and vote and vote and vote
On things that never change...
Gods give and gods give our gifts away...

Settle down, trembling peacock...
No, I wasn't sent to rock you...
Oh, I just kind of came...
And then I withdrew and then, well...
I guess the rest of you already knew...
Sired to the House of Lords
On the day they declared it bankrupt and
Now conquered lands pay tribute to the shifts of your skirt,
Children at play get hurt,
And wars are won from a foxhole...

The inner world of a dove is complex, I'm telling you...
Lovers of the air, beware...
But for us it's real simple...
Look - shot through with arrows,
A chest full of sparrows,
Gonna show you the way to my heart...
 
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"Untitled"

"Untitled"


Tables turn stale, girls go pale
Standstills thrill you
Tables turn stale, girls go pale
Shot through with nonbelievers

I couldn't find the words and then I found the words
I couldn't find the words and then I found the words
I couldn't find the words and then I found the words
I couldn't find the words and then I found the words

Never mind the facts
Recording record time
The proper blessings still hold water here
Plus there's no surprise
I've seen it in your eyes
I never thought your guess would be as good as mine
I never thought your guess would be as good as mine
I never thought your guess would be as good as mine

I couldn't find the words and then I found the words
I couldn't find the words and then I found the words
I couldn't find the words and then I found the words I couldn't find
I couldn't find the words and then I found the words

How long
Before something which was once there is gone
 
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"Virgin With A Memory"

"Virgin With A Memory"


Was it the movie or the making of '"Fitzcarraldo"
Where someone learned to love again?
'I can't remember' is not the same as 'I don't know,'
Virgin with a memory

Was it the movie or the making of "Fitzcarraldo"
Where your mother decided to fashion herself
After the sad deity we left on the shelf?
She wanted blood, all she got was sacrifice
She wanted blood, all she got was sacrifice
She wanted blood, all she got was sacrifice

Virgin without a memory
Now's your chance to be free
Of all those favorite bands you ditched for one that's grander
No Use For A Name to The Make-Up
It's all the same

The singer not the song, no
The singer not the song, no
The singer not the song, no

Formative years, wasted
In love with our peers, we tasted life with the stars
Anticlimactic as Mars was, still
A red earth with no way of knowing
The silver colossus exists just to be growing
A red earth with no way of knowing
The silver colossus exists just to be growing

Was it the movie or the making of "Fitzcarraldo"
Where someone learned to love again?
Where someone learned to love again?
Where someone learned to love again?
 
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"War On Jazz"

"War On Jazz"


Money goes in the bank, spank, spank her.
Kowtow(?), a German prince can love to
Love you, lovey-dove you,
I can't talk, I do it too.

Oh, crazy, crazy,
Mac, make her mate me(?),
The treasure wasn't gold,
It was cold, so was she, so:
Dead soul, possess me to eat his bed,
Down, dog, one, two, three, four,
You said it.

Can they grade me? (?? can the ?? mean?)
They get me something. (They could mean something?)
Don't hit me with that, no,
Don't hit me with that song.
No-one's strong here,
Somewhat stoned, y'know,
There's no more shows to do.

Cutting corners at every corner,
You (your?) beautiful military minds
Soldiered you on.

How many days of this are left to
My routine? So clean, clean, clean,
The (like?) slow, slow, slow-shodden shoes
 
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"War On Jazz II Or How I Learned To Love The War On Jazz"

"War On Jazz II Or How I Learned To Love The War On Jazz"


Land-lovers refuse to understand that others
Need the sea like we need the sand
Why surprised then when your hands have yet to crack from the clapping
It happens more often than not:
That you applaud for the play, half an act and then an act
And then it all goes away
A play, half an act, and then an act
A play, half an act, and then an act
Newly-husbanded to your voice likes a choice
To twice remove me four times from you
Newly husbanded to your voice
Husbanded to your voice
Our mouths are outdone by the dross
Done in with what we filled them with
Newly husbanded to her voice, someone chooses
To twice remove all that he loses
Outlandish schemes for the Andover dreams
We've weaned ourselves off of
And off of, and off of, and off of
And off of, and off of, and off of
And off of, and off of, and off of
 
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"Water Colours Into The Ocean"

"Water Colours Into The Ocean"


Listening to strawberry wine
For the 131st time
It was 1987 and it was spring
It's 1987 all the time
Now it's 1987 all the time
Well we were there
Too thin too fair
Downing your third drink
Standing at arm's length
In the square
Just off
A mildly successful
Killing rampage
Where good writers go
To find one thing
And stick with it

Oh life
Is bigger
Than a life on the run
From the united states
And her friends
On this night
Made of jewels

It took three
Carabinieri
To peel em off the streets of the town
She's named after
Dragging the lagoon was a disaster
They found him alive and
Relatively well

Well some situations
Seek redressing
Some songs just
Go testing, testing,
I took a picture
I was sick of motion

And wore her watercolours into the ocean
And wore her watercolours into the ocean
 
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"What Road"

"What Road"


Once I was made beautiful in the light of an hour,
But this year I'm just a meal laid out for August to devour.
So, quick, let's go!
It's time for a ride!
The future is yours.
No, wait, I lied!
It is not yours.
It is a replica
Of scattered ash and the road the rain's on...
What road...

Able, willing, ready!
Fuck the Spiral Jetty!
Tonight we work large! We aim high! Pillars stare at a sky
Designed to come down upon
Everyone at once...
So, quick, let's go!
It's time for a ride!
The future is yours.
No, wait, I lied!
It is not yours.
It is a replica
Of scattered ash and the road the rain's on...
What road...

I'd been working on some open-ended shit. I
Was looking for an 'in' and that was it.
Back at the recital, signs remain vital.
A statue is stone that rejects its own pulse.
Your heart's fair. Your heart's square. Your heart's not even there!...
Wasting shore leave on the girls from Point St. Claire...
There is a light and it goes out...

A Touch of Classicism in the Night!
Your backlash was right where I wanted you!
Yes, that's right, I wanted you to...
A Touch of Classicism in the Night!
Your backlash was right where I wanted you!
Yes, that's right I wanted you to...
A Touch of Classicism in the Night!
Your backlash was right where I wanted you!
Yes, that's right, I wanted you to...
 
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"Whistilin' Dixie (She Shoots)"

"Whistilin' Dixie (She Shoots)"


Burned every bullet you earned.
The stench of
"Stupid, you couldn't shoot it."
Better get that looked at.

We think the world of you.
They do, too.

My sister, my only one.
Something that you never should have
Done.
She struck it rich:
A bullet in the bitch.
How can they complain?
He became famous for her.

We think the world of you.
They do, too.
Even when you blast 'em with a bandit (abandon?).

My sister, my only one.
Something that you never should have..
My sister, my only one.
Something that I never could have
Done.

DooDooDooDooDooDoo
 
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