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Jumbo Street Excursion
01:30
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Rosie
04:13
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Rosie was the girl that was in my photograph
Rosie was the one that I could never have
Rosie, Rosie, Rosie, Rosie, Rosie…
To this day I’m wondering why you never chose me
Tell me, Rosie, do you remember like me?
The two times that we kissed are in my memory
The first time was at Kelly’s by the trampoline
The second time was 3 years later, basement rager
Camouflaged by dozens of the songs I wrote
Coming on way stronger than I’ll ever know
People change and that’s just how the story goes
Now I’ve got a Rosie of my very own
Rosie is a memory of a simpler time
Virgin boy with no filter on heart and mind
There were plenty girls that made me lose my cool
Slipping notes and hinting that I loved them too
Juggling my hormones like a love lost clown
Getting high off of all the times they let me down
On and ever onward through the slip of time
I am happy now but boy I miss that time...
Coulda been the same thing
Oh, ain’t it a damn shame
Ring around the rosie
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3. |
Wormhole Teatime
02:54
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Happy reciprocity, I must oblige (must oblige)
Flower faces in my eyes would sure imply… (never mind)
Dreaming of you
What’d I do?
I couldn’t assign
The visions in my mind
So I’m going down a rabbit hole I never even had to know
The deconstruction of this primary dimension, I -
would love to have you at my wormhole for some tea tonight
Witness what the shift is when we drift into the light
Waking guilty from things that I did not do (what am I?)
Chopped liver would assume that I drank my blues (sober life)
Screening the truth
I needed a booth
The seats were assigned
I never read my lines
So I’m going down a badger hole I never even had to know
The deconstruction of this primary dimension, I -
would love to have you at my wormhole for some tea tonight
Witness what the shift is when we drift into the light
The deconstruction of this primary dimension, I -
would love to have you at my wormhole for some tea tonight
Witness what the shift is when we drift into the light
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My... see this life through my eyes
Grab yourself a slice
of the blueberry pie in the sky
Everything is sweet as this life can be
Treat yourself to vitamin A, B, C & D
It’s on me
You know what they say,
An apple a day’ll keep you out of the garden
& pardon me, but I don’t see nobody here,
Would you wanna be sipping on some citrus, my dear?
It’s late and I thought we could stay in
with some coconut and apricot and all the above
We both know the importance of juice
My... see that pie in the sky
We chew more than we can bite
But save me your appetite
Blueberry, strawberry, all very nice
We got raspberry, jazzberry, Chuck Berry – fuck, baby...
I just wanna ride on your cherry-go-round
Peaches, nectarines on the beaches
Tangerine dreams
Baby, I can see us there
Be my Frida Kahlo, with the fruit in your hair
I know that you know that you’re sweet as can be
Here’s a seed we can plant if we wanna grow trees
We both know the importance of love
My... look how the time goes by
My lemony sweet surprise
Underneath the wildberrian sky
Blueberry, strawberry, all very nice
We got raspberry, jazzberry, Chuck Berry – fuck, baby...
I just wanna ride on your cherry-go-round
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Lost in my thoughts in a whole other place
Lookin’ down on my walk with a frown on my face
When before me a rattlesnake, stopped on his trail
Frozen, us both, he was shaking his tail
“I could kill you” he said, “but today I feel nice,”
“Let me slither away, let this warning suffice”
And I stood as the snake made his way up the hill
All awareness was sharp from the thrill of the deal
No longer lost in my thoughts with a breath
Add a pep to my step, I had leapt to the crest
Thanks to the rattlesnake, I passed the test
With another day here, with a heart in my chest – oh no!
How could I have known?
So slow
The rattlesnake goes
I can hear him in my head to this day…
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6. |
Amor en la Televisión
02:16
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Todos los días te veo en mis sueños
The biggest dreams I have are truly but pequeño
Solo espero que sueñes conmigo, but it seems
I’ve only seen you on my television screen
But I love you
Pero solo te he visto en la televisión
Yet I love you
Pero solo te he visto en la televisión
Cuando llego a casa, siempre estás ahí en la pantalla
Aya of my heart, your technicolor eyes pull me apart
I tune in at 8, 7 central, to let you cast your spell from across the waves
And though I’ll never meet you, te quiero tanto’s what I say
And I love you
Pero solo te he visto en la televisión
Yet I love you
Pero solo te he visto en la televisión
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7. |
Hey You
00:55
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8. |
Mr. Barreleye
03:22
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There’s something fishy in these chords
That’s ‘cause I’m a fish, of course
Call me Mr. Barreleye, I see it all
No need for that oxygen you breathe at all (psh, humans...)
Silver scales and golden tails
This one here’s for all my whales (I see you, baby!)
Weightless underwater by the sea floor
Seeing all the things I’ve never seen before
So amazing, it’s so amazing!
White marble beneath the shore
Everyday I go explore
Crystals in the sand reflect the diamond waves
Sky blue summer morning in the tender haze (niceeee)
You don’t wanna fuck with this,
My cousin is a cuttlefish
Ebb & flow and let us go get washed away
Riding on the back of a giant manta ray
Full submersion – sorry, Steve Irwin!
The moon is bright and tides will tug
It’s time for me to go unplug
As i swim to find my old anemone
A great white shark creeps by and then devours me
“Here lies Mr. Barreleyes.
We are paralyzed at his sad demise,
but realize the sea and skies will see his eyes as the easy prize
And let him through to the other side.
Thank you all for coming.”
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10. |
No Clue
03:51
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It’s so much fun to be
Here in your custody
I’m a dreamer too
Oh, the anxiety
Oh, the propriety
I can feel it too
You’re where the sun should be,
No notoriety
I should be there too
You open the sky to breathe
Was hoping that I could be,
Right there with you too
Oh, true...
My eyes were made for you
No clue...
What I’m supposed to do
Like Aristotle sees
I gained a hypotheses,
How to break on through
Oh, my apologies,
How was I blind to see,
You need my love too
The ocean’ll sign for me,
Declare that you’re right for me
Characters, us two
Open your heart to me,
Join a democracy,
We’ll have our time soon
Oh, true...
My eyes were made for you
No clue...
What I’m supposed to do
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11. |
Black Velvet
04:19
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Tell me what it is that you see
when you close your eyes?
Who is there?
What is there
in the warmth of your staticky mind?
Black velvet!
Warm… warm...
This is where we brainstorm
Black velvet!
Warm… warm...
This is where we brainstorm
Texture is a yes, amazing
Eigengrau, the vibrance – wow
The heightened sound is silence changing
Shape-shift daydream
Playing hide and seek with a range of brain-stream
Main squeeze ideas that remain as brain freeze
When you close your eyes, what is that fuzziness?
The black velvet in the center of your comfortress
I offer this: sweet warm optimistic dark abyss
If this is what my eyes closed offers then my irises I’d hardly miss
in the whisper of night
Black velvet, never open your eyes…
This is where we can go...
Black velvet!
Warm, warm, warm, warm, warm...
This is where the mind goes
It’s that fuzzy fuzzy feeling, white noise,
My void, my voice is choice,
So I choose not to use, it’s the truth
Buzzing fireworks in my view
Electrical charges,
Phosphenes gorgeous
And patterns are here,
Flickering and warping, & warping, & warping, & w a r p inggggg…
Black velvet!
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12. |
Practice
02:28
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Now if you’re not the best at it,
don’t go get depressed and shit
Put your time in what you love,
you know what I’m speaking of
Pull the string and watch it fly,
and if it sticks, then you’ll be fine
But if it doesn’t, let it die,
just come back another time
Practice
If all you do is straight complain,
you should never play the game
Catch the bus around the bend,
never to be seen again
If all you do is reminisce,
you’re bound to be a pessimist
if you wish to reap the crops,
there’s only one way to the top
Practice
It takes practice
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13. |
Nature
03:46
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Gnarled bark, the trees throw gang signs
Natural patterns in the wood
I was a river in my past life
Steady flowing as I should
My feet are found on crunchy ground
Light thuds on the mud
There’s something living in a hole – in the ground, just look around
Grab your flashlight
We’re sneaking out the tent past midnight
The star light's all night
We’re gonna be all light
Wise old Mr. Waterfall
Told me that I had it all (thank you)
A stepping stone was left unturned
Several trees had just been burned
The smoke was seen from far and wide – bear in mind
Pebbles slip into my shoes
My body aches, my heels are bruised
But there are things that we must do – share in mind
Grab your flashlight
We’re sneaking out the tent past midnight
The star light's all night
We’re gonna be all light
Grab your flashlight
We’re sneaking out the tent past midnight
The star light's all night
We’re gonna be all light
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14. |
Home
03:23
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Honeycomb x's in the fences
Humble scenes from my home
All my senses leave me defenseless
against the birds that screech next door
The scarlet weeps, the windows creek,
refrigerator buzzes on
But as I reach for my sweet peach,
the fruit of my labor makes it known
I need a bin for my shit paper
My landlord is a douche
The definition of a cheap-skate
But hey, there's nothing I can do
Weed smoke seeps from tongue in cheek
Exhalation brings me home
Electric fence is not quite picket, yet...
It's here where creativity roams
Spiral stairs lead me to my lair
I get lost in different worlds
Characters from days of old are there,
Reality is blurred
I lock three doors to go explore
my footsteps on the Earth
And later on when I get home,
perspective shows me what it's worth
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