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One Orange (Nectar-Face)
01:46
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One Orange (Nectar-Face)
Your time,
your things and ceilings;
explodings.
'Cause I'm gonna burn all day.
Gonna shrink this place.
There is hell to over-pay.
(I'm) no dummy, not yet.
My ruby throat's so sore,
but it's unquiet.
No dummy, say Yes!
A nectar-face beak-deep
in the flowerbed.
You drew a cloud so sad
but you named her well
and it made me laugh.
And yeah,
your ashes belong in Varanasi,
but they just float thin
in the sink with me.
(I'm) no dummy, not yet.
I'm pouring oil outside
just to watch the light bend.
No dummy, say Yes!
My ruby face is beak-deep
but it's unquiet.
No dummy, not yet.
My ruby throat's so sore,
but it's unquiet.
No dummy, say Yes!
A nectar-face beak-deep
in the flowerbed.
(I'm) no dummy, not yet.
I'm pouring oil outside
just to watch the life end.
No dummy, say Yes!
My ruby throat's so sore
but it's unquiet.
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Mail Bomb
02:27
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Mail Bomb
I frame the Moon between
my thumb and my finger.
I can zoom way in like this,
and so I do.
I spy two empty lawn chairs
looking over the crater
that you made
when you cast that first rock.
I want to roll you home.
Drink it up.
Pick it up, you miracle.
You land just like a stone.
Sinking up.
Sinking up!
Some miracle.
Yeah we got no rain
for fourteen-hundred
and sixty days,
but there's a brand new
salt lake up in space.
And yeah,
I got your letter.
Little mail bomb
with a lipstick seal,
folded up like an airplane.
And I want to roll you home.
Pick it up,
drink it up, you miracle.
You land just like a stone.
Sinking up.
Sinking up;
Some miracle!
I want to roll you home.
Drink it up.
Pick it up, you miracle.
You land just like a stone.
Sinking up.
Sinking up!
Some miracle.
Oh lonely rage,
Oh lonely ire,
Like paper burn!
Like paper fly!
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Dead Gone Parade
01:53
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Dead Gone Parade
Dead Gone Parade.
Blowing confetti in my face.
You tore up your
two-cents, star.
So I bent down.
Got your tore-up message
off the ground.
Is this party all for me?
Like a fading love,
like a brand new pair of shades,
you tint the whole world blue.
I re-wired the paper shredder.
It now runs in reverse.
You can not keep
these words from me.
Like a drowning dream,
where I wake up coughing water,
you'll be remembered blue.
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(The) Fly
02:27
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(The) Fly
Trapped like flies,
caught between the windowpane
and the blinds.
Tears in all five of my eyes;
trying to air 'em dry
in the sunshine before I die.
I've eaten God-knows-what,
and why?
To stay alive?
Sometimes,
when my wings get tired
I look straight up into the sky,
and if you bother
to get that big ear
close enough to me,
man you'll hear me begging.
Don't treat me with silence,
Oh please, just use your violence.
Don't kill me with kindness,
use something else!
Trapped like flies,
caught somewhere between
the Earth and the sky.
Born, and born to move quick, but why?
Just to ensure the
shrinking shadow of your hand
ain't the last thing I see
before I die?
To find shit, sugar and wine?
And if I let that wind carry me up
way too high,
what's there to find?
The answer to why?
Or just a question mark
scrawled tall after the letter i?
Don't treat me with silence,
You'd be hard-pressed
to move me like this.
Don't kill me with kindness,
use something else!
Don't treat me with silence,
Oh please, just use your violence.
Don't kill me with kindness,
use something else.
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