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No Enola
03:09
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Can I get directions to make you an airport
part of this Earth is sky
Can I get your violence practiced
often this dance it is missing name
You once were a floor in that courthouse on Main Street
Taking your spit takes on dates
You once made a list
and it took you as far as the bottom of the page
When Pushkin comes to shovel we'll hurry our Krishnas
and move ourselves into question
Denmark has never done anything for me
except for cause me pain
Don't you go and turn off the lights
I'm still in the room
Waning your interest in grandmother's vomit
no enola in shanty's boom
Edgewise twice over the holes in your pocket
the hole in your head is pooh
Don't you go and turn off the lights
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When We Find Each Other
02:59
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I've got a friend named Buccaneer
He's curious and he connects a lot
Sometimes he changes his name
One time I helped him load some lumber
into the back of his truck
And then we made a movie
Sometimes I wonder what will come of it
I had a girl named Balinese
Sometimes she could not help it
But her reservoir would spill all over the place
One time she confused the holes in my face
With shooting stars
It took sometime but I convinced her
And now she knows they're just parked cars
My friends and lovers
If and when we find each other in some wanted ad
We'll have to give each other something
Neither one of us has ever had
I killed a man named Jesus Christ
And now I follow all of his look alikes
Around the city blocks
We get our tones to raspberry somehow
But we do not play it backwards anymore
'Cause it's not tender sweet any longer
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Depths of Height
03:51
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The hill before the hind clear poured
Deserving bottles, shy calvados
One person can't see another person
But almost
Average is a myth through Depths of Height
The flood before the flood at our door
Mother Mary's armpits were hairy
Sun aware she's silent dead canary
Singing for you through Depths of Height
Bread is true
crumbs are too
Heads hold looks
And chests raise goo
Foes all stay
Friends all go
Laugh and grow where grow fangs grow
Grow fangs grow
Average is a myth through Depths of Height
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Fubby
03:57
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Learning as a witness
to your great decline
Desire places distance
between your heart and mine
Like tides swallow shore sides or the shadow your light casts
What we both desire
we will never have
Living open breasted
underneath your rise
Change is crisis only
to napping dollar signs
Like the holes that mark your surface
darkness will collapse
What we both desire it can never last
Fuck you
you're my buddy
And I want you to be yourself
Tending to my imagination
I don't mean to reject
The parts of this planet
that you choose to reflect
like tides swallow shore sides or the shadows your light cast
What we both desire
it can never last
What we both desire
we will never have
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The first time I smelled Ham
Don't ask me how I feel
I do not understand
If you ask me how I feel
An answer I won't have
The first time I smelled Ham
I'll sing to cheer you and
Make you thoughtful too
It's good you can easy see
But it's evil that you can't
The first time I smelled Ham
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Body's What I Want
05:40
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There is confusion
There is amusement
When we get together if it's cahoots or if it's communion
Night is ours to make it
And do best what two people do
The time it takes is all it takes away
Lover don't be lazy
Is it true the drumstick won
The flea is dead
And we go on
It's your body that I want
And i want it without any clothes on
If you get lonely
You can call me
I will come over
And then I will get going
Is it true the drumstick won
The flea is dead
And we go on
It's your body that i want
And i want it without any clothes on
There are places
certain places
Underneath the sun
where life and love come to end
But this place isn't one of them
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