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Saturn
03:11
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Saturn on my pincers but it's starting to drip off / I dont know, you gotta tell me once or twice before I get it, but i'll get it (na na na)
Twist your lips and say "What's happenin'?" with your honey dew eye, I wish i looked like you sometimes but i look at the facts. They're all strewn up like something i cant have. Wannabe smack-talkin brawler / remedial shock collar popped.
Saturn on my doorstep but i ordered the Old Testament and the New Testament, too... I was hoping they could talk about the issues (na na na)
Spread yr lips and let the system and the man go down across the folly in your poly square.
Wannabe smack-talking brawler. Remedial shock collar popped.
Immediate space to get shit done.
One of these days i'll pop wings of truth out.
Planet on the ceiling / fragile flock of flyin doves. Wannabe maximum drive / Telltale heart except with drugs on the underside / Mean style / Known to wreck the pineal gland just for fun.
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She's Working
04:53
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She's working her feminine magics on it now. It's going to be breathlessly restored. Watch the balance beam as you cross it. We are all awaiting a tumble. Break image away from creation. Know the gossamer of Floridian spit. Tunnel underground away from hands that drip with blood onto the patio.
You know i do not predict funerals against the sores between my pillows.
I blame fatigue on little, white teeth.
Disgust unraveling upon her gravestone.
Sweet sweet justice for the village. We, the people of boredom and smoke. Burn the old bathtub photos. Crash the old ceremony now! Bathe in nitroglycerin. Make sure to hold your whole head under. Away with you, unwinnable being. Back to gravity with you.
IDK, i guess that feelings just go away, and Afterall i just wanted something physical. But, you made me pray. But i can't stay. I gotta go now. Fast. Half asleep driving back to my house.
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I Tried To Love You
05:54
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I came in with my hate but did adjust
You're big and tough
I tried to love you
Your soul would not let me get in
But in the face of dark and in the light of yr darkness, my eyes adjust.
I tried to love you
But it just wasn't what you think it was about, man. I ain't no coward.
I tried to love you.
Slight sigh going off and the bass slays
I tried to love you.
I tried to love you.
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Olive Avenue (Clovers)
03:16
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I smell like hash
Your stench is clovers
Watch for the bees
They sting you once and then die
I smoke the lot
I've died a little
Watch for The Scorpion
He has a nasty surprise for you
On Olive Avenue
I slip between the sexes often
In my dreams I am The Fisherman Zephyr
You caught a lot
I caught some also
The shallow water got us all stuck there
You will go home with it
I might just fake it out
You will cherish it
All this moisture
Never unforming
So many clouds now
Ultimate storming
Drove all damn day around and around
Fight me with words, please! Call me out on my b i r t hd a y
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Bonfire For Greg
04:55
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I begin with a smoke ritual out in the open and end in Hallelujah, always alone, like a bonfire in the P.M. set by itself
Always alone but never unknown
Filling holes with steel and old, pink silicone
Studying a stratocaster covered in cheap Chinese stickers
I peel them off it's body and quickly relocate them to other spots and guitar bodies
I am a ruiner and a ruin you would hate to rummage through!
La
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Sangs Gainesville, Florida
Sangs is Ed ward Din ar do on guit ar, voic es, and var i ous oth er in stru ment s .
Suggested listening: Nlues, Heart With Glitch, Hawk Mountain, Fiend Hemono
Sangs recommends:
Live @ Richito's
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I played bass on this. Arthur Medrano sang and played guitar and Richard Watkins played drums.
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One of Tom Miller's many incredible projects.
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