1. |
Peek (album version)
04:50
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Don’t peek into that one
and don’t shake it
you know what’s in it anyway
and, even if you don’t, you know
it’s better to let it be a surprise
let it grow wings in your mind
imagine that one
to have the balls
to stalk you in your dreams
the ticking the ticking the ticking the ticking
inside ensures you
it’s not all it’s wrapped up to be.
you know the fancy wrapping
it could hold sticks, it could hold coal
could be the cure to all that ails you
Maybe I’m in there
in a big feathery cape
maybe you’re in there
waiting to escape
the night is coming soon
before the moon rises again
before I’m finished
growing these wings
before you finish
opening the rest
when you are left
You are left with that one
under the tall trees
you are left with that one
on the frozen ground
Don’t peek into that one
and don’t shake it
don’t loosen the ribbons
you yourself
have tied around it
it is the present of the future
with each other
Don’t peek into that one
maybe I’m in there
scared of what you'll say maybe you’re in there
wasting away
the night is coming soon
before the moon rises again
before I’m finished growing these wings
before you finish opening the rest
when you are left
You are left with that one
under the tall trees
you are left with that one
on the frozen ground
You are left with that one It is the present
of the future
Don’t peek into that one
and don’t shake it
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2. |
Albuquerque
04:00
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The phone is sittin’ there sinister like a hangman's rope.
It's calling me over it's calling me, I have no hope.
I know that as soon as I hear your hello I'll be lost
Lost to the dangerous knowledge of bridges I've crossed
but not burned
From where I stand out here
I can still see your face
It could be inches away
or floating in deep space
I'm like a comet
feeling gravitational pull
still lugging around
this lead educational tool
I've not learned how to use yet
Learned how to lose you
Learned how to choose to cut loose.
I can't stay away
long enough to forget you
I can't stay away
long enough to forget you
I keep runnin right back
'cause I remember.
The sheets that we bought
when the others wore through
I threw out
And then as I picked through
the trash at the curb
I had to shout:
"Why can't I bring myself
to my senses anymore!
You're haunting me bugging
me making me into a bore
to myself and my friends."
Simpering whimpering
I'm not any of these
and you've come back yourself now and then
so I think you'd agree
it's no fun making love to
yourself, it's just too low key
I want to be grabbing your back and
your arms and your hair and your
thighs and your heart and your eyes
and it’s here it can't end
‘Cause I can't stay away
long enough to forget you
I can't stay away
long enough to forget you
I can't stay away
long enough to forget you
I keep runnin right back
You keep bringin me back
‘cause I remember I remember
The phone is sittin’ there
sinister.
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3. |
Dance Manic
03:15
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To feel young
to hear death far off
but to hear it, yes
and to dance manic
as when you were in love
and walked hand in hand
through unknown plants
weeds which left something on the skin
so that only when you reached finally the very spot
where you both lay down in the woods together
does the poison start to mumble its effect
and to announce its itching loud
the tingling of death
and you danced, jumped, and shook for the water
danced for the air
to cool the immediate burn
and to dance manic
in order to prime yourself
for the wash of permanent itching
that's approaching
humming to itself
far far off in the forest
cracking twigs and beginning to whistle
a catchy tune about how frustrating
and painful it will be
to be unable to scratch someday
I hear it
it's sounding closer
but tonight I scratch, tonight I dance.
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4. |
Air Raid Siren
06:36
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He sat down at the table like an air raid siren
Everyone else just sat there trying
not to let him damage their delicate hearts and minds
all of them
just kept their heads down
duck and cover, duck and cover
fail-safe and sound
He walked right into town like an air raid siren
all those dried-out worn-out faces
hiding 'til their rooves were all on fire
all of them down in their basements
run for cover, run for cover
fail-safe and sound
And then he climbed up
up to my mountain
to look down at
the burning town and
that is where we met in silence
that is where
we looked down at the violence
that we took for granted
he looked at me
the seed was planted
our discovery, our discovery
fail-safe and sound
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5. |
Julia
04:21
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Sometimes the world is much too much too big
Sometimes it seems its sinking deep down deep down deep
It's scary
I'm not the one who can save it
I'm not the one who can save you
you, Julia, Julia
Sometimes I'm thrashing and trashing
the things I love
Sometimes I just want to run off
into the night and run and run and run
It's scary
I'm not the one who can save me
I'm not the one who can save you
you, Julia, Julia
You don't know it yet
but you can do it
Sometimes the world is
much too much too sweet
and there you are standing
on your own two feet
It's scary, it’s so scary.
Isn't it scary, Julia?
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6. |
Tattle Tale
04:58
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Tattle Tale fails to sell
the tallest tale of all
fashion up a giving
giving all to the church of choice
but choosing now is losing steam
using only dreams to give a voice
to get me through
what seems to be
abusing the passion
of my giving nature
of my living inside the dream
where I am the runner
and the road
simultaneously
a connection in simple moves
simple overload
ONE TWO ONE TWO
never two at once
hanging in between
{like a dance re-repeating through the night
a trance ensuing as we break the day}
like a dance where the old guys figure in
where they lead the way
out of the village
and up the mountain
and into the sky
over to the other side
where we all see our parents as our children
and our children as ourselves.
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7. |
Judy the Chimp
02:34
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Let's take our clothes off
Like Judy the Chimp
We can swing on the ropes
we can climb the ladders
If you've got to go
you can pee in the corner
that's what Judy would do
Judy the Chimp
Let's eat bananas
Like Judy the Chimp
If I had a mango
I would share it with you
We can swing on the ropes
we can climb the ladders
We ain't got no clothes
but it doesn't matter
Just don't tell my mother
Judy the Chimp
Make fun of Tarzan
and his girl Jane
He's so uptight, man
He must be insane
cause there's no one out here
there's no one to yell at us
He's still got his loin cloth
he must be jealous
maybe he wants to play
Judy the Chimp
(chimp solo)
We can swing on the ropes
we can climb the ladders
I just hope we're not
late for dinner
maybe we can play tomorrow
Judy the Chimp
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8. |
Brace Yourself
02:59
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Brace yourself
Brace yourself against
the nearest building
as if against the strongest
typhoon winds
brace yourself
brace yourself
checkin’ out the battlements
Checkin out
checkin out
and seein’ if I'm
in your line of fire
in your line of fire
in time to tire
of your war games
I am the dalai lama
without my patience
I am Luciano Pavoratti
without the ovations
I am Sigmund Freud
without my phallus
I am Louis X I V
without my palace
So brace yourself
Pace yourself
pace yourself
the race is runnin longer now and
you ain't lookin very strong to me
pace yourself
pace yourself
runnin out of energy
Runnin out
runnin out into the heavy traffic
on the superhighway
the endless skyway
into the oncoming
American Dream
I am a one-armed bandit
without a jackpot
I am a firehouse dalmatian
without a single black spot
I'm a famous aging poet
without my muse
I am a great big bomb
without the fuse
so brace yourself
I am up a raging river
without a paddle
I am walking
on a summer's day
without my shadow
I am a world gone mad
without a care
I'm the solution to all your
problems fading into thin air
and it's comin up on
Judgement Day
and you haven't even
begun to pray
so brace yourself
brace yourself
brace yourself
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He was prettier than she was by a long shot
but she could never hold a grudge
But she could hold him all night long
when he had those night long fits of rage
It was the flowers from the field
It was the honey on his toast
It was the smell of dry sheets off the line
that seemed to calm him down the most
He was prettier than she was by a long shot
But the long shot that she took
Was to trust the beast inside the man
Inside the man with the beautiful looks.
His eyes rolled up into his head
as he threw himself from her arms
And he let out a sigh, a sigh that said
“I’ve never been, I’ve never really been at all.”
“I’ve never kissed the ground
I’ve never held my breath,
I never say my thoughts out loud
and I’ve always welcomed Death.”
The night cried, “Mercy! Please!
Let me go in peace!”
As he curled up inside her whispering,
“remember, no responsibilities.”
“No flowers from the field,
No honey on my toast,
no dry sheets off the line, oh baby, can’t you see
that I’m a ghost.”
He was prettier than she was by a long shot
But the long shot that she took
Was to trust the beast inside the man
Inside the man with the beautiful looks.
with the beautiful looks.
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10. |
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Hold the string between the tips of the thumb and index of each hand, so that a short piece passes between the
hands and a long loop hangs down. Make a small ring, hanging down, in the short string, putting the right hand string
away from you over the left hand string. Insert the index fingers into the ring downward and toward you, and, putting
the thumbs away from you into the long hanging loop, separate the hands; and, turning the index fingers upward and
outward, with the palms of the hands facing away from you, draw the strings tight .
Turn the hands so that the palms face each other, and thumbs come toward you and point upward. You now have a
long crossed loop on each index, a long crossed llop on each thumb and a single cross in the center of the figure.
Step 2. Pass each thumb away from you over the near index string, and take up from below with the back of the
thumb the far index string, and return the thumb to its former position. This movement draws the far index string
over the near index string.
Step 3. Pass each middle finger toward you over the near index string, and take up from below on the back of the finger
the far thumb string, and return the middle finger to its original position.
Step 4. Bend each ring finger toward you over the far middle finger string and take up from below with the back of
the finger the near index string and return the ring finger to its position.
Step 5. Pass each little finger over the far ring finger string, and take up from below on the back of the finger the far
middle finger string, and return the little finger to its position.
You now have two twisted strings passing between the two little fingers, two loose strings passing over the thumbs
and two strings laced around the other fingers.
Step 6. Turn the hands with the thumbs upward and the palms facing each other. The little finger strings should be
taut, but must not be disturbed. Keep all the fingers close together so that the strings cannot slip; the success of the
figure depends entirely upon this precaution. Take the thumbs out of their loops, and throw these loops away from
you over the tightly drawn twisted little finger strings.
Step 7. Insert each thumb into the small space between the twisted little finger strings, close to the little finger, and
lift up the upper of the two strings (which is the far ring finger string). Now, if the lower string be kept tightly drawn
and the other fingers be kept close together, the loose hanging strings (the original thumb loops) will become wrapped
around the twisted little finger strings as these gradually untwist when the upper string is lifted by the thumb. This
movement forms the figure, which should be about two inches high.
A better effect is produced if the tumbs lift the upper little finger string just as you toss the hanging loop over; the
zigzag lightning will then flash into view.
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11. |
No Regular Day, No
05:19
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No regular day, no.
No regular day, no.
I see the sign posts at an angle.
Which way should I go?
Which way should I go now,
now that you have driven me off the road,
onto the sidewalk, out of control?
No regular day, no.
No "how do you do, dear?" no.
No fruit cocktail in heavy syrup, no.
The fruit, it is falling.
The fruit, it is falling green and hard
and sour, down out of the clouds
in showers.
My crime is so complete.
My crime is so complete,
but the guilt is sweet
and the pain is sugar melting
melting on my tongue
melting on my tongue
where you once hung
on every word, every kiss.
Now it’s me who's hanging
it’s me who’s hanging like this,
upside-down and naked
naked in the wind.
No regular day, no.
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Who's burned themselves inside your eyes?
I know that look, I'm really not surprised
to see the way
that you touch my face.
You're blind again,
you've left this place.
You hurry to the phone
you sigh at the silence
You get home in time
to be away all night
Yesterday I saw
you were bound for the sun
Today the oceans
are sucking you down.
I rely on denial
You deny you rely on me.
Now, the big ships
they blow right by our dinghy
I sit sulking
while you are singing.
I've pulled you out of
the devouring sea.
just in time for you
to rescue me.
(you rescue me?)
You need, you love,
you take control
you bleed to show me
what can't be told.
I’m sure that a new sun
will be rising soon
Until then,
don’t you deny this full moon.
I rely on denial
You deny you rely on me.
I know, I know
you’ve got to go now.
I’ve seen that look
you just flashed across the bow.
I guess, it’s time for you
to be jumping ships.
Here’s what’s left of your wings,
here’s a kiss
I rely on denial
you deny you rely on me.
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13. |
Walk Toward This Moon
01:25
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it was a moon to follow
it was a moon to swallow
it was a hairless moon
the barnacles and seaweed stripped
this last ocean dip must’ve been acid and turmoil
so, walk toward this moon
with your paper cup
and fill it with water
walk toward this moon
with your heavy soul
and sand your edge
such a fool
to walk toward this moon
that chalks you
and makes you human
human
walk toward this moon
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You tower high above the city
You give off high doses of radioactivity
globes make my head spin
wires hum, high tension
wires seek out the sum of the lot of us, all of us
how do we measure up, oh
how do we measure up, oh
how do we measure the distance between
the sound of my voice and your heart
if it's there. Is it there?
how do we measure the sound that you make
when I say, "Alright, let's bring this thing to a boil, Sublimate,
take me out of this solid state
technology, technology, technology, technology.” Gee.
Let me drift between you and this wall of expectation
hovering
Let me lift up your veil and
answer the preacher, the teacher, the state and your father
your father,
The Man Without Qualities.
and wouldn't it be loverly
loverly, loverly, loverly
loverly.
"Oh, Brünhilda, you’re so lovely!"
"Yes, I know it. I can’t help it.”
"Come be my wife!"
(Wagnerian interlude)
The Wedding of Electronics and Biology.
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Osmosis
03:53
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I get my kisses through osmosis,
get my love in measured doses.
‘Suppose it should get easier now
that you're no longer here.
I got a patch across my worn out crotch
to match the one across my heart.
It delivers what I want
but not exactly what I'm needing.
kisses.
Needing to suck both their tongues out of their mouths
as I sit here feeling so strung out.
They're angel-hounds as they look at me
and lick my wounds to bleeding.
Behaved so good for fifteen minutes
but I'm only really good when I'm in it,
so let's finish off these sober dreams
and get back to the sweet extreme
of kisses through osmosis.
It takes more man than I have in me now
to stay clear of that sacred cow,
so I bow down to the ground
as my hand goes for the dagger.
I throw myself into someone else's arms
thinking it could do me no harm,
but it only goes to show you
just how much is really broken.
I can still make out your Shroud-of-Turin imprint
in the bed as I lay in it
and make the best of
all that I have left of
you.
I get kisses through osmosis.
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16. |
Magical Food
04:37
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Do you follow me now?
Do you know this game?
I am magical food
Take your hunger away
Don't you back out on me now
You know you've written the rules
Didn't think that I'd play them so well
I am magical food
Never thought you'd feel
that itchy tingling again?
eventhough it's been years and years
since you've seen my face
Give yourself some credit, baby
You haven’t lost your swing
Do you follow me now?
Are you liking this game?
Turn your memory off
And turn the volume way up
You say your cup's half empty,
It's time to smash that cup
You can dress me up
But don't you take me anywhere
I kinda like this place
I kinda like this fresh ocean air
Do you follow me now?
I see you've played this game before
I'm the lighthouse, baby
It's time for you to slide into my shore
Now, you watch out for them rocks
You never know what's deep down there
The dream you see in my eyes
Will become your worst nightmare
Do you follow me now?
Follow me now
Get you what you want inside
How? Let you in on a secret right now
Bet you didn't even feel it sliding down.
There's more than love in this life
There's more than tears in my eyes
The way you're looking at me now
I'm afraid of all of my lies
Take a good look at me now
I'm not the man that you thought I'd be
Now that the fog is lifting, baby
The decision is so clear to me
Do you follow me now?
I am magical food
Now that I've rewritten all the rules
The rest is all up to you.
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17. |
Sky Boy
03:12
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There’re movements in the ground
which can never be tamed.
There are crimes of the mind
which are never ever named.
The Sky Boy holds tight
knowing nothing else can kill like fear,
nothing else can toss him to the wind
faster than his trust slipping from his grip.
Here
under his watchful namesake,
high above
the earth's unsettled shake,
the Sky Boy gives all he can
to every inch of hope
and betrays every foot that he takes.
He betrays every foot that it takes
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Letting you taste
Letting you breathe
The dark earth
of this place
While we
Listen to the rain
breaking up this damp
this solid afternoon.
All light and air
are held inside
your brave and blinding stare
your eyes
your eyes are searching
your eyes are learning the signs
You arrive to find me
Looking through the same
old pictures
and the look you give me
is mirrored in the same way
the cat approaches the door
sidles your leg
and paws off into the night
So far away
so close at hand
you're asking me to wait
I am
and I'm enjoying
this invitation, expectation
to close my mind
seal the time
listening to the same old voices
and the look you give me
is sacred in the same way
you put your hand
on an old tree
that you planted in your youth
and the giant that has arisen
cannot be misunderstood
Toda la lus y el aire
estan envueltos en tus ojos
tus ojos me enciegan
estan aprendiendo\
los signos.
The look you give me
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