1. |
Raspberry Jem
02:04
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2. |
Sally
00:56
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3. |
Under the Tree
02:54
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4. |
Cracker Show
02:43
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Cracker Show
She knew my eyes better than me,
what others need I than she?
She dances in my memory.
doo doo doo doo doo.
So pass me another round,
so my fingers don't get dirty.
I'll just envy away at you clouds.
So this is the way the leaves fall when she's gone,
and I'm left alone,
all aware.
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5. |
Who's Who?
03:21
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Who's Who?
Whatever happened to the girl I once knew?
Left with my body what's a better man to do?
If only I'd seen, that you were never true.
Somebody take me to a beautiful place.
One where I'm unseen and a man needs no face.
Hundreds of lovers with dresses of lace.
Only a dreamer could see past my eyes.
Know all the troubles which cause my disguise.
Thousands of times I would leave for the skies.
If you find me don't wake me from sleeping.
Let me believe in my head I am keeping.
I am a lost soul. For this I am weeping.
Take me I'm yours even though I'm a crier.
Would you be my time or are you a liar?
Tell me the things that I seek to inspire.
But don't follow 'cause I'm going down.
Seventeen circles is where I am bound.
No longer for me, this world's full of crowds.
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6. |
Supermodels
03:55
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7. |
Harry thye Shark
05:37
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8. |
My, Josephine
02:55
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My, Josephine
That old sea lady,
had once caught the fancy of many,
brave young men abroad including me.
Oh now if I hadn't seen her myself,
I still would not believe,
that all the things that I've seen are true.
Oh yes her sails had once filled out with wind,
come on! remember this sight, my friend.
She was the wickedest girl of the sea,
my Josephine.
Watch out! Oh no, my Josephine.
I'm all alone, though always with her,
my, Josephine.
My Josephine.
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9. |
Sea Lullaby
03:37
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10. |
Du Wilst Ich
01:36
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11. |
My Mattress Soak
03:44
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My Mattress Soak
I think I need a drink,
it helps to stop the stink.
Why are the lights so bright?
It's just not right.
Maybe I'm too poor,
that's why I'm in this sewer.
I'll go down on myself.
For sure.
And kill a bum with lure.
My mattress soak,
fumes up like smoke.
I'm just a joke,
to these folk.
My mattress soak.
I'm just a joke...
I think I'm sick with death,
and hate their dirty breath.
Drinking from my boots,
it comes straight from the roots.
I'll take a hundred pills,
with alcohol I swill.
The mirror's sniffing glue.
With you, that mirror turns out true.
My mattress soak,
fumes up like smoke.
I'm just a joke,
to these common folk.
My mattress soak,
I'm just a joke....
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12. |
No One Can Tell Me
03:14
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13. |
Damned
01:40
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Damned
Oh limousine's my favorite ride.
Make with me on the inside.
Baby don't be like that!
Oh baby I see you look at me like that.
Peppermints and cigarettes is where it's at.
"Gripped in a land of insatiable moon-drifts.
Unsuch the pouring pain,
trapped in the eyes of the lame.
Where but a colored pact, horrible unswift,
can doth thrive?"
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14. |
Johnny Freeride
01:34
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Johnny Freeride
Johnny, lost in places he roams,
and oh no! he's a long way from home.
Freeride, plays the wind in his comb.
Get back Johnny get away from here now,
better go while the getting's good.
Get away Johnny better leave while you can,
as it is you ain't understood.
He knows, no one can ever take hold.
Laughing, he makes his way through the cold.
Aging, he's younger than when he was old.
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15. |
Trick 17
00:30
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16. |
Gates of Shimmering
02:40
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17. |
Don't Weep
00:34
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18. |
The Traps Are Set
01:40
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20. |
Sell You for a Dollar
02:59
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Sell You For A Dollar
I have six wives from the potters guild,
of which I am and have been through all of my years.
I used to play the accordion,
until I lost both my hands to potters and their fears.
One of these wives she's the cleaner,
that keeps me close to the sink and the soap.
Another is the lost and forsaken one,
and knows how to get the sour milk from the goat.
The third one I met in the Netherlands,
she is the one who will love me through all time.
The fourth one I just don't remember,
because I was drunk so I guess she's my lover.
The next one is certainly my favorite one,
because she will listen to the songs I have made.
And the last one I hate for her father,
is the kind of man who I won't have a drink if it's paid.
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21. |
Kleinzehn
03:02
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22. |
Try
01:34
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23. |
Drug Addict Scoffman
02:52
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24. |
Witches of Serenade Yore
02:15
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25. |
Queen of My
03:57
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26. |
Tanyas
02:45
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Tanyas
Oh baby you know I really need you.
Come on across the bed and light my way.
Got no piano to make things seem real.
And if I did it'd be the color to you.
The only thing I ever wanted you to do was tell the truth.
Sometimes I feel like killing you,
but I never do.
And sometimes the world goes crazy on me,
but it'd be crazier without you.
My Tanya.
Do you have to know you're beautiful?
Do you have to know you're mine?
It doesn't suit you to be beautiful.
Doesn't suit you to tow the line.
Just get me outta this trap you got me in..
Just get me out of this you tramp you've got me it!
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27. |
Crying Over You
02:54
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28. |
Evil Mate
02:31
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Evil Mate
Come to me my child, you are my little puppet thing.
Come a little closer let me pull your strings.
Come to me my little one, I need to take you in,
come to me. come to me.
I wanna show you a thing or two.
I need to show you just what to do.
When I saw you first approaching,
I can tell you need some coaching,
I am just the man to do it and I know you'll see it too.
My only guilt is never there.
Could never lead to my despair.
Because I'm old and never made it,
I'll take it out on you, the hated,
I'll whip you to the rails and I will do it without care.
Maybe I'm mean and maybe I'm hard.
But the evils of life have always been my backyard.
Both our looks are quite beseeching,
glory knows you need some teaching,
good thing that you happened by a wise man like me.
Why? Why do you run?
Oh, I look at you like a son.
Why do they always run?
Oh, they always go.
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29. |
Peg Leg
02:08
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Peg Leg
'A well, a trolley takes him quick now,
to the motion picture film show.
For his mercies you would often beg,
oh, it's Peg Leg.
He's a dirty old man Peg Leg,
if you saw him then you ran or you'd beg
Oh, his wife is such a sow,
or if you'd prefer a cow.
His estate is poor you'd peg,
it's decrepit old Peg Leg.
Oo Peg Leg, Ooo you'd beg.
He's not a pleasant sight and neither you'd be to him.
His breath is terrible and wouldn't welcome you in.
If you weren't such a young lad I'd show you to the gin.
Don't bother old Peg Leg, he'll put you out to swim.
So if I were you I'd quickly scorch off,
the only sound to make would be scoff.
Can find a better cook of eggs,
thought not Peg Leg.
Dirty old man Peg Leg,
if you saw him you had ran or you'd beg.
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30. |
War
02:59
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31. |
Blue
02:03
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32. |
Her Lullaby
07:45
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Her Lullaby
She hasn't seen land in many a year.
The sea is her home and it's made of her tears.
If you'd think she'd recognize what she left behind,
she'd write me a letter started with "My Dear"
She'll shoot a bird for supper with a mended arrow.
Eat it by the fire and she'll watch the waves flow.
She's still trying to find herself but how long does she need?
Her body it ages but her soul it never grows.
She can sing herself to sleep,
as the waves and the storms they leap.
I'll tune up my guitar to a chord that no one knows.
Sing myself a lost song as the wind blows.
Ah, the weather's such a tragedy with my piano.
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33. |
Basketcase Butterfly
03:39
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Basketcase Butterfly
Basketcase butterfly learning to fly.
You are so weak against the terrible sky.
The rain keeps crashing down,
you keep marching on.
Sleep keeps calling you,
crazy crazy you.
Trapped in my stare,
your wings are.
Whispering to me,
your lunacy.
And time is just a thing,
freedom never rings.
Like the old below,
that you could never know.
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34. |
Liverpool Song
01:46
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Liverpool Song
On my way to Liverpool,
I went to the oceans with only a mule.
It was made to arrive so bold I said,
"maybe I'll stay if the weather holds,
or maybe I'll see what's calling me"
It was there I met a girl so fair,
lost and crying and singing bewares.
Only she could have called me there,
for beauty is the wind woven in her hair.
Beauty is she, who loves me.
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35. |
Pack Rats
04:13
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Pack Rats
Coming up behind you,
zombies all beside you.
Thought that you were dreaming,
what you send is scheming.
Insects on their hind feat,
begging for your live meat.
Written books are fools gold,
after they have been told.
Pack rats everywhere trying to get inside your hair.
Dragonflies never die trying to hit you in the eye.
Everybody's running for the sun.
Pack rats everywhere trying to get inside your hair.
Drooping with a blood loss,
what's inside you grows moss.
Seven hundred years gone,
blackened with the bright dawn.
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36. |
Love Isn't Real
04:16
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37. |
Lavender
05:38
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Lavender
Dream of a time when you don't have to lay down and cry,
look to the wind and wonder if I've died.
Lavender.
Until that day the men will barge in and they'll say,
"let's roll up!"
Good-bye for now. I'll not forget our vows.
The thought of you that weeps for me in despair makes me frown.
Remember.
Until that day the men will come take me away,
"kick those feet!"
"Don't weep! Men must have heavy hearts!
Men must be strong enough to lift their hearts!
Lift your hearts! Lift your hearts!
Men must be strong enough to lift your hearts!
Don't weep! Men must have heavy hearts!
Men must be strong enough to lift your hearts!"
When winter arrives we all can go back to our wives.
The sea will be frozen so enemies can not take their dive.
December.
Until that day the men once again they will say,
"lift those hearts!"
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38. |
Polska Dwiewczyna
03:16
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39. |
Tatyana
01:58
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40. |
Serebifidyte
03:06
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41. |
Take Me Away
05:25
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42. |
This One
05:04
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43. |
You and I
04:40
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Farro Braun Ottawa, Ontario
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