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"Islands In The Stream"

"Islands In The Stream"


Listen deeply (DJ?):
Beware and be sure when I tell you
You are one proportioned motherfucker.

Hey Joe, where you going?
Nothing's worth knowing.
Your politics without precedence,
Your dicks and your tits.

The birth unforeseen, by far our favorite topic,
I mean, all dressed in grey, hooray,
We're only half-dead today.

The birth unforeseen, by far our favorite topic,
I mean, hip hip hooray, hurrah hurrah
 
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"It's Gonna Take An Airplane"

"It's Gonna Take An Airplane"


It's gonna take an airplane
To get me off the ground.
I don't blame anyone who isn't sticking around,
Cause when you stick around (when you stick around!)
People like to put things in the ground.
Now, in my
Evil empire I
Am going to be a star in the night sky
Above. "So you think this is love?"
Yes, I guess so,
At least something to make it from...

Dressed like a dream dreamt by Lola magazine,
Baby you were born to be seen.
And art's just the start!
Now step inside the Widowmaker
And listen to your heart!
Always 'the play', never 'the thing'...

(Submarines don't mind spending their time in the ocean...)

[Repeat first verse]
 
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"J. Tailor"

"J. Tailor"


"Wore my fringe like Roger McGuinn's"
Quote, unquote.
Little showboat
No you didn't.

Got a list; it's serious business.
Stick it in the song. The song doesn't fit.
You brought one, it's not much longer.
Threes to divide and five to conquer.

Fun in the sun; you're the only one.
Fun in the sun; you're the only one.
Fun in the sun; you're the only one who does.

There's an earthquake in the audience.
My response, my response, not what you wanted.
One million tribunals agree:
See, your eyes aren't mine
The nose doesn't go there.
Beau (bulb?), you broke the crown of crowns
Of crowns of crowns of crowns.

Something I never wrote down.
Never, never, never top it off, top it off.
A long drink of water. A boarding house reach.
Big words make for such a short speech
 
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"Kaputt"

"Kaputt"


Wasting your days
Chasing some girl's alright.
Chasing cocaine
Through the backrooms of the world all night.
Wasting your days
Chasing some girl's alright.
Chasing cocaine
Through the backrooms of the world all night.

Sounds, Smash Hits, Melody Maker, NME,
All sound like a dream to me.
All sound like a dream to me.
All sounds like a dream...
Sounds, Smash Hits, Melody Maker, NME,
All sound like a dream to me.
All sound like a dream to me.
All sounds like a dream...

Step out of your toga and into the fog,
You are a prince on the ocean...
(In a pinch, in the sky, in your eye)
Step out of your toga into the ocean,
Look they got your prints on the fog...
(In a pinch, in the sky, in your eye)
 
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"Leave Little Fiddler (Alone)"

"Leave Little Fiddler (Alone)"


The windows stay closed,
They've never known me.
I walk to the door if it looks like it's lonely.

The turn-table turns
For a song you just learned:
An old story worth telling,
Morphology gone wrong.

The ashes feel good in my hands.
So did you, so they say, so they claim, so did you.
The ashes feel good in my hands.
So did you, so they say, so they claim, so did you.

How can you go home again
If everything has been burnt?
How can you go home again
If everything has been burnt?

You can't ever
You can never
You can't ever
You can never
Bonnie Cane(?) went away, one drunken Welsh Gray
Now I never know what to do
 
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"Leaving London"

"Leaving London"


Nothing good can come from leaving
Everything once cast off I'm retrieving
Just to find I'm a born retriever
Golden to the core, silver pulleys and levers

Sore Barn Burners, don't judge us
I'd sooner just leave the crust
The (painted?) pig wants to count our bless-yous
Could you count them and clean them, honey

Save yourself, strut your stuff
Cut the color commentary, trust your stats, man
Fishing for compliments and this is what I catch
Fuck, I'm never setting foot there again, no

Nothing good can come from leaving London
(Nothing good can come from leaving London)
Nothing good can come from leaving London
(Nothing good can come from leaving London)
Nothing good can come from leaving London
(Nothing good can come from leaving London)
Nothing good can come from leaving London
(Nothing good can come from leaving London)
Nothing good can come from leaving London
(Nothing)
Undone
 
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"Leopard Of Honor"

"Leopard Of Honor"


The leopard of honor speaks to a crowd of the dead, shouting out for more
Suspiciously formed of the fast ones, you must always leave them wanting, he said
So we went down to the store
I saw you at the store
Now, in this regards, where do I start to keep us free - keep us apart?
I wanted to speak up, but it was not my place
Just some little shit in love with your eyes - a brute adrift in space
Pirouettes across the sky's faces where you'll find me
I was dead on my feet
Asleep for days
A stranger to the sun's brutal gaze, ah yeah
Mother Superior's the only one who calls
She says, "Hey, when are you ever coming over?"
Remove that wretched writing from the wall
It's just more pictures again.
Jenny fell like a ton of bricks
Jenny fell like a ton of bricks
These are characterized as special times, and these are special times -- oh
Jenny fell like a ton of bricks
She travels in and out of you like some shade whistlin' Dixie
I didn't know why, I guess I was high
Sick mansions freckle the skies, saying, "For Christ's sakes, inhabit me"
I was dead on my feet
Asleep for days
A stranger to the sun's brutal ways, ah yeah
Mother Superior's the only one who calls
She says, "Baby, when are you ever coming over?"
Enjoy the wretched writing on the wall
Enjoy!
Will the leopard of honor speak? Will the leopard of honor speak?
Please stand, open your mouth, put out your hand and say
"I saw you standing there singing for money"
Going dum da da dum
 
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"Libby's First Sunrise"

"Libby's First Sunrise"


Libby's first sunrise.
You've been wasted from the day
Of wandering and boozing and sleeping outside.
Now the light holds a terrible secret and now you know, oh,
That this is what you get.

You've been wandering around.
You've been fucking around.
You've been wandering around.
You've been fucking around...uh.

Libby's first sunrise.
You've been wasted from the day
Of wandering and boozing and sleeping outside.
Playing the idiot all of your life and this is what you get.

Master of all you survey,
But today you've been wandering around.
You've been fucking around.
You've been wandering around.
You've been fucking around...uh.

Libby's first sunrise.
You've been wasted from the day, and now you know, oh.
Suffering idiots all of your life and this is what you get.

Now the light holds a terrible secret.
The light holds a terrible secret.
The light holds a terrible secret.
The light holds a terrible secret. Oh, the light!

Oh, the light!
 
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"Looter's Follies"

"Looter's Follies"


You can huff, You can puff,
But you'll never destroy that stuff.
Finally, I see why I suppose,
Kids, You better change your feathers,
You'll never fly with those... things.

These nights the boys sing, "Hello, Emptiness"
I heard you're alright.
I heard you're alright.
I've heard of you.

A body aching, fragile and pale.
Dark valleys, a house, its trail.
Why can't you see that a life in arms,
And a life of mimicry,
It's the same thing.

The room was crowded,
And though you couldn't care less about it.
That much was true, that much.
Another version of this miniature Rome to set fire to.
Why did we stop fucking around you?
Girls, like gazelles, graze.
Boys, wearing bells, blaze new trails in sound.

I looked up, I looked around.
A famous Toronto painter shot me down.
Oh, I've busted my ass on these streets too long,
He said "I set fire to the bed and tore, tore his gown".

Felt some mercurial presence hitherto unknown.
It was the sun.
It was a stone falling through blank space.
It was that jewel-encrusted roan getting in my face.

Looked across the way to the princess rooms.
I saw brides and their grooms.
Heard the sound of bells ringing.

Cinders look back fondly upon a house on fire.
When across an ocean.
We go.
We row, and we row, and we tire

Now, step out of the darkness and into the light.
Yeah, it's common knowledge: I've been doing alright.
No, I can't complain.
On the east side midwives' lives go down the drain.
All cause our babies are dying. (screaming)

I lifted the veil to see nature's trickery
Revealed as pure shit from which nothing ever rose,
Because nothing ever could.
I swear somewhere the truth lies within this wood.
And i swear looter's follies has never sounded so good.
And win or lose, what's the difference?
 
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"Loves Of A Gnostic"

"Loves Of A Gnostic"


Rip the badges from our breasts just like the others.
Impenitent Brothers sway to the song
Of a new heretical dawn.
We were right to fight,
Subsumed by dumb clay.
The sweet spirit must stay.

I'm so...
I don't know, what's the word?
My grasp of the verb is a weak one.
Your grammar's a playground for fun.

Tear the emblems from our sleeves just like the others.
Apostate Brothers, please stay for the dawn of a new day.
Watch the sun come up from the mud.
Our cups are empty,
Our wine has turned to ether that's good and fine.

Nothing does a body good like another body.
Nothing does a body good like another body.
Nothing does a body good like another body.
Nothing does a body good like another body
 
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