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So Long Not So Sure
02:22
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Itâs an experience behind belief
Heâs just trying to find tomorrow
So he holds his head in the palms of his hands
And thinking that he is now old
Well, Jesus donât care and Satan wonât dare
To tell him what their thoughts are
So he looks at the sky with a drop in his eye
And hopes tomorrow isnât too far
Then heâll go away for so long
Then heâll go away for so long
Then heâll go away for so long
I hope he understands
She looks all around for the dime she just dropped
But itâs rolled to a spot out of sight
She holds her hand low down near the ground
And thinking the dayâs just not gone right
And when she finds it she whispers a âThank God.â
And does the math in her head
Oh, what a pity, sheâs still ten cents short
The pain she goes through for some bread
And then sheâll go away for so long
Then sheâll go away for so long
Then sheâll go away for so long
I hope she understands
This is an incomplete tale of an incomplete stance
About whatâs not so sure
This is an incomplete tale of an incomplete stance
About whatâs not so sure
And then youâll go away for so long
And then youâll go away for so long
And then youâll go away for so long
I hope you understand youâre dead
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Blizzard Hunt
01:53
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Going down Chagrin, tâget some take away
As fast I can, and I see parfait
Look in your eyes and I see the ice
I feel your pain (ainât got none!) and start to cry
I wanna leave right now
I wanna leave right now
Well, what have you got
That I havenât got?
You got your mind intact and
I guess that is a lot
But what would happen
If your mind went like mine?
Back in the same booth melting
That soft serve so fine
I wanna leave right now
I wanna leave right now
No time to think
Slowly crawling back
Clawing at your cone
And youâre kicking right back
I will crawl back to you
You will claw back at me
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The Only One
01:34
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Please! Stand in my way
Iâm not late enough
Please! Stop in front of me
Like bumping into you
Please! Block the doorway
Love not getting out
Please! Have no manners at all
Cuz youâre the only one
Why donât you use your map earlier?
Why donât you figure it out?
Why donât you just move aside, man?
Why donât you stand over there?
Please! Push me aside
I like being pushed
Please! Touch my behind
I like strangersâ hands
Please! Stare with cold eyes
I like your piercing glance
Please! Cough in my face
Cuz youâre the only one
Why do you walk so slowly?
Why do you stop on the stairs?
Why do you not know where youâre going?
Why do you not seem to care?
AHHHHHHHH
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Drainpipe All Star
02:16
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Youâre my drainpipe all star
Baby, you wear them so well
Look down below your ankles
So many stories to tell
Like when you walk down the street
Or take them off to read
All those plane rides that you been on
And all the people, yeah, well all the people that you meet
Youâre my drainpipe all star
Baby, you wear them so well
Look down below your ankles
So many stories to tell
And some think itâs just a fashion
Thatâs why their toes are so white
But every style goes retro, hun
But youâve had them on, and on and on and on and on again!
Youâre my drainpipe all star
Baby, you wear them so well
Look down below your ankles
So many stories to tell
And the ones with three stripes donât compare
Neither do the ones that say, âRight.â
You got the ones with the most history, babe
Havlicek stole the ball in them, so that's enough, well thatâs enough for me
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5. |
Drinking Meniscus Eye
01:57
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Everytime I drink thereâs something there
Any beverage has its icy glare
Round the glass it wonât go away
The damned meniscus is here to stay
I drink all night long and I
Keep on drinking meniscus eye
Pour a cup of whatever Iâve got
Thick or thin, oh yeah, tall or short
Thereâs something at the top of that glass
Mug or cup, itâs meniscus sass
I drink all night long and I
Keep on drinking meniscus eye
In the morning I drink my coffee
In the afternoon I drink my tea (in the evening I drink my beer)
And I know how Iâm really drinking
I am drinking âmeniscuslyâ
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6. |
Soldier Termites
01:29
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âTwas once upon a misty night
No, we werenât looking for a fight
We heard them marching through the fog
Setting to invade our log
Burrowed in, thought we were snug
Autothysis, defensive bugs
Protect our kingdom: colony and queen
Our necks will burst with sticky secretion
Ants tried attacking through our holes
In our tunnels, on they flowed
But this is what they did not know
Weâre soldier termites, we explode!
Weâre soldier termites, we explode!
Weâre soldier termites, we explode!
Weâre solider termites, we explode!
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7. |
Answer
01:01
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We were hopping and skipping and jumping and singing our song
We were laughing and dancing and snogging all the day long
We were snapping and humming and playing and skipping our stones
We were hootinâ and hollerinâ and whoopinâ and God only knows
And the promise made with our hands behind our backs
Promises made of lies
And the promise made with our hands upon our hearts
With our little fingers crossed
Together till we die
Together till we die
And why wonât you answer?
And why wonât you answer?
And why wonât you answer?
And why wonât you answer?
And you cry and you cry and you cry and you cry and you cry!
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8. |
Axes To Grind
02:26
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Take out your axes to grind
Youâre both of the same mind
Too bloody to ignore
But, hey, whoâs keeping score
Watch that boat sink into the bottom of the ocean,
Thatâs where they all belong
Stripes in the sky, you fly so high
Let your colors show
Youâre in the same place, and what a disgrace
Youâve turned that place into
I canât believe every night when I read what you
Do to your brother in doubt
âAdvantage to you? No, advantage to me!â
I tell you itâs just got to stop
Watch that boat sink into the bottom of the ocean,
Thatâs where they all belong
Now the big boys step in
Not that their hands have no sin
Slugging it out, thereâs still grief
Young blood still drips on your streets
Watch that boat sink into the bottom of the ocean,
Thatâs where they all belong
Cracks in the hull, like cracks in a skull
Oh, theyâve been there so long
Water leaks in like the red on their skin
No one there to bail it out
Rips in the sails as the documents fail
But, thereâs always a new one to sign
God! Itâs enough! Your Monkeyhouse! Tough!
Lord! Have you given up?
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Get that gun out of your hand
Get that gun out of your hand
I told you twice, now Iâll tell you once again
Get that gun out of your hand
Take that piece and set it free
Take that piece and set it free
Burn it, break it, melt it, forsake it
Take that piece and set it free
Not just guns I talk about
Not just guns I talk about
A thousand tons of baby-part cloud
Not just guns I talk about
Sinking in moral decay
Sinking in moral decay
You had sympathy, now host the devilâs say
Sinking in moral decay
We canât touch your hypocrisy
We canât touch you hypocrisy
Smirk in dirt, you think youâre clean
We canât touch your hypocrisy
You wonât listen to me
No, you wonât listen to me
For our lives, you are the thief
You wonât listen to me
Get that gun out of your hand
Now, get that gun out of your hand
Iâve told you five times now I tell you one more time
Get that gun out of your hand
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10. |
Don't Know
02:07
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Loud mouths on the radio
Hacking up their phlegm
Never look at themselves
Always blaming them
The others, they donât know
The others, they donât know
The others, they donât know
The others, they donât know
And they point their fingers
And make all of their charges
Their ears hear but donât listen
As they trash their targets
The others, they donât know
The others, they donât know
The others, they donât know
The others, they donât know
They donât know the divisions they cause
They donât know their own flaws
They donât know how to step back and see
They donât know how to live and let be
No, no, no, no, no, they donât know
No, no, no, no, no, they donât know
No, no, no, no, no, they donât know
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Greg Gobel Prague, Czechia
đľ Reclusive, maverick musician.
đ Prague via Ohio + Madrid
đˇď¸ Three Fish Music
đ¸ Bands: Marcus Doo + the Secret Family; Tripulante y Crucero
đ¤ Collaborations: Territoire; Nine Stories
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