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Baby Or a Bug?
03:28
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look out, here comes a big one, that spider nearly
took you out. i know you must be scared, i can only imagine the fear. but here is a nuance, they're harmless to touch, unless you are a baby or a bug. so pick up that spider, it's harmless to the touch, unless you are a baby or a bug.
so, fill up your whole world, with shiny dangerous things, so you can learn to love, you can learn to love...even a spider is harmless from time to time, so, forgive me for loving you at all. even a spider, needs forgiveness from time to time, forgive me for loving you at all.
it seems like the whole mess, started out with excess, maybe that was the pull, drew me in to you. it seems like this whole mess, started out with excess, maybe that was the pull, brought me home to you, but, even a spider needs forgiveness from time to time, please forgive me forever loving you. so, pick up that spider, it's harmless to the touch, unless you are a baby or a bug.
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Barry's Waltz
03:44
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your a dreamer
a smiler, a painter of visions
that no one has thought before
you fill their heads with loving rest
in paints you sell at the store
to you it all making sense
she's alive still in your head
each image a portrait in loving rest
a testament to her soul.
logic and reason fight to maintain
a sense of who you are
there's no way denying it
large part of you died years before...
and all of the bullshit they give you for sharing your dreams you continue to fight.
you see yourself in them, each single one, and bastards they are all inside
and as the days drag on and on
you enjoy songs you used to know
by heart you sing them in your head
to the love you used to own
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Too No Good
02:02
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Little Susie Pancake
03:44
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Be Like This
02:46
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Song Hits
02:17
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he sits
piano bench
song hits
monkey wrench
no joke, son, label all the footage well.
gets complaints
angry neighbors
pray to saints
saintly favors
mayflower trucks and christmas songs.
he flees
from rejection
his love feels
like big brass section
it's loud
trumpets over everyone.
isolation
tells a story
infatuation
with no glory
she's walking down isle with someone else...
someone else's song
someone else's song...
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Frigid Brigid
02:09
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Frigid Brigid I'll be a surfer for you
as long as you play along.
I'll teach you a song, you teach me how to dance
and in the morning we won't wear any pants.
I think I like you, you're diggin on me,
your girlfriend said you like my voice.
So, Brigid that's Frigid let's loose these shoes
the fastest way two people can do.
I'll take of my shirt, you loose that skirt,
we'll swim naked in the sea.
I need this more then ever before,
I've been burned but Frigid keeps me warm.
You swim like a child, I'll act the fool,
someone with nothing to loose.
Cause I've lost and I've found nothing at all,
you make me like six feet tall.
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