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Berceuse
02:48
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Come to the front of the room
And you will be part of the show, the show tonight
Surf on the crowd like we did
In years of yore, in years gone by
And I will sing these songs for you
And I will sing these songs for you
Song of the year, this will not be
A summer masterpiece, like Gnarls, oh, baby we're all crazy
Sleep in a tent in the mud with the rain pouring down
Baby life is just a big old festival
And I will sing these songs for you
And I will sing these songs for you
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Your Unbeatable Legs
02:39
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Watching your ponytail bounce all around
And your calves pushing your feet off the ground
And the little pink stripe on your shoe, just behind you
And Iâm running along just behind you
Talking a bit but I run out of breath
And after 3 kay ems faster you get
And you smile cuz you know that youâll win
And Iâm running along just behind you
After the finish line go for a beer
Itâs 10:45 and the smoke has all cleared
And my legs are wobbly, I canât barely walk
And I was running along far behind you
And I was running along far behind you
And I was running along far behind you
But I was just behind you
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Hold Me Round
02:56
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My darlinâ took me down, down to the water
My darlinâ holdinâ me in her arms, she makes me feels so nice
My darlinâ in the darkness, I can see her in the light
Oh my darlinâ hold me round
Oh my darlinâ hold me round
Oh my darlinâ hold me round
Before you go, before you drown
My darlinâ had that vision, a vision ohhhâŚ
She had a premonition, a premonition alright
My darlinâ in the darkness, I can see her in the light,
in the light of my closed eyes
Oh my darlinâ hold me round
Oh my darlinâ hold me round
Oh my darlinâ hold me round
Before you go, before you drown
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Oh, winds blow me home
Them waves are rough
Oh, winds blow me home
Iâve had enough
Widows watch the sea
Candlewick stays lit
Stars above cry out
Behind black clouds, they shout
Two years out at sea
Spices in the crates
A Hundred fathoms deep
That could be my grave
Oh, winds blow me home
Them waves are rough
Oh, winds blow me home
Them waves are rough
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And then it all just floods away
Dreams wash down on me
Then the sweat, it dries away
Dreams wash down on me
Mâhead escapes so comfortably
Dreams wash down on me
And so begins another day
Dreams wash down on me
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Wake up in the morning there you are
Breathing softly in my arms
You're so warm and you're so soft
When you wake up in my arms
Put my hand through your hair
Lying gently near my face
You're still sleeping, that's OK
Cause you'll wake up in my arms
I know, I know, I know...
I know, I know, I know...
When you wake up in my arms
When you wake up in my arms
When you wake up in my arms
Sometimes I think I'm so lucky to
Have you lying in my arms
Your eyes slowly open and you smile
When you wake up in my arms
I know, I know, I know...
I know, I know, I know I love you so
When you wake up in my arms
When you wake up in my arms
When you wake up in my arms
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6. |
A Spot Well Defined
04:27
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This is perhaps a spot well defined
Through nothing but tears and the passing of time
Alright, alright, alright
This is for nothing and that is for you
You know where you stand, not where Iâm going to
Alright, alright, alright
You look out your window and see what you want
Your eyes are open, but your mind says, âDonâtâ
Hold on, hold on, hold on
Youâre fine, satisfied, think everythingâs great
But you wonât be happy till your laid in your grave
Hold on, hold on, hold on
And oh, with this thought, let me roll out of bedâŚ
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7. |
Domestic Hunting Monkey
03:27
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You climb up onto that chair
Jump around everywhere
Like a vampire hunting my hand
And you drag my socks all around the flat
Thereâs nothing like a shoelace danglinâ
(But run under the bed) when the thunderclapâs aâbanginâ
You see invisible mice all the time
Towel hanginâ from a rack, now thatâs a good time
Now thatâs a good time
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Sitting on the dock over the bay, my friend
I heard the bottle wash up on the waves, my friend
Looked down at my feet and broke that glass, my friend
And this is what it said, oh yeah,
Well this is what it said:
âNo, I wonât be a fool no more,
No, I wonât be a fool no more,
No, I wonât be a fool again,
No, I wonât be a fool no more.â
Making up for lost time in Baltimore
Chesapeake Bay Bridge in 1984
Atlantic seaboard salt whispers in my face again
And this is how the words, they went, oh yeah,
And this is how the words, they went:
âNo, I wonât beâŚâ
I could tell you âbout the way people are venomous and mean
And I could tell you âbout the way they say things that just donât mean a thing
I could tell you a little more âbout that lost bottle at the beach
And I could tell you a little more about the wisdom that it preached
So, I looked under my bed
And I looked into the dark
And I looked through all the dark places all up inside my head
And I looked into my soul
And I looked into my heart
And I looked in my eyes and I knew
Shelling crabs and drinking beer in Baltimore
Constellation sloops since 1854
Atlantic seaboard salt whispers in my face again,
'No, I wonât be a fool no more.'
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9. |
Garden Gnomes
02:50
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You might see them in a garden near your home
You may even have one to call your very own
They wear hats in the shape of a cone
Look like plastic or ceramic but really flesh and bone
They come from Vietnam and the Euro zone
The are not elves, goblins or little garden trolls
Be kind to you local garden gnomes
They sometimes come in boxes with ventilation holes
Or get them on the highway by the side of the road
Some are in the forest where they naturally roam
They're friends with snails and like their beer with some foam
Some are evil but most have lovely souls
You'll find them where the crystal waters flow
Oh, be kind to your local garden gnomes
What do I want for Christmas? I want a garden gnome
Something to protect your home? I want a garden gnome
Something for decoration? I want a garden gnome
Something with magical powers? I want a garden gnome
But when it causes trouble you can shoot your garden gnome
Throw it off a bridge or stone your garden gnome
Hang it from a railing or club your garden gnome
But until then, please be kind to your garden gnome
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10. |
Wipe Away
04:21
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Gone, gone a long time, these teardrops fall tonight
Punch, yeah punch drunk, that love has dried all up
Gone, gone a long time, these teardrops fall tonight
Take, take these thoughts, take these memories, wash them away
Take, take these thoughts, take these memories, wipe them away
Gone, gone a long time, these teardrops fall tonight
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no lyrics, not a song
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12. |
Leech
02:52
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Why do you always, mess my day up?
You bring your crappy problems to my door
Why don't you ever, just shut your mouth up?
To me you're verbal vomit on the floor
You're a leech, and an energy vampire
A provocateur and pure insane
The devil's in you but you take it out on me
What's wrong with you? Just pure insane
You're just rotten, to your bitty bitty bitty core
One bad apple spoils the whole damn bunch
Wherever you go you bring your misery with you
But you think it's other people who to blame
You're a leech, and an energy vampire
A provocateur and pure insane
The devil's in you but you take it out on me
What's wrong with you? Just pure insane
There's a leech on my leg
There's a leech in my vegetable soup
There's a leech sucking out my mind
There's a leech infiltrating my dream
I can't get no sleep cuz this leech is infiltrating my dreams
No, I can't get no sleep cuz this leech is infiltrating my dreams
You're a leech, and an energy vampire
Ohhhhhh
You're a leech, and an energy vampire
Ohhhhhh
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A Photo In My Mind
03:56
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3x5 or 9x13
Do you remember us two flirting?
Sitting with our hands apart
Didn't know to wait or start
4x6 or 10x15
Either way you still look pretty
Sittin' there smilin' an' thinkin' 'bout thinkin'
And you thought I missed you winking
Later on when I walk up to you
Later on when I sleep next to you
Later on when I want to touch you
Will you be a photo in my mind?
Later on when I hold you up tight
Later on when I whisper just right
Later on when my heart wants to cry
Will you be a photo in my mind?
Borders or borderless
Somethings there just can't be missed
We put them down bags in a corner
Hope they're not torn up, pawed up, or worn up
Take them out and look at them
Show'em round and laugh and rem-
Inisce with those there or that are here
Smile, frown, giggle and tear
Later on when I walk up to you
Later on when I sleep next to you
Later on when I want to touch you
Will you be a photo in my mind?
Later on when I hold you up tight
Later on when I whisper just right
Later on when my heart wants to cry
Will you be a photo in my mind?
There's one there, it's me at 13!
There's one there, it's you and your thirsty
There's one there, we're on a coaster
There's one there, all out of order
Look at this one, wonder who that is?
Look at that one, remembering matters
We push it away on purpose too often
Or accidentally, alone in our coffins
Later on when I walk up to you
Later on when I sleep next to you
Later on when I want to touch you
Will you be a photo in my mind?
Later on when I hold you up tight
Later on when I whisper just right
Later on when my heart wants to cry
Will you be a photo in my mind?
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14. |
That Time Again
02:14
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And yes you know it's that time again
We're headed to the end of the road
Well I've looked all around and I've looked all of you in the eye
Or right above it
And I've looked at you make little smiles now and then
And I've looked at you with your serious face on
Thinking what the hell is that man singing about
And yes you know it's the end of the road
Yes you know it's the end of the road
And you know, it's that time again
And we're headed to the end of the road
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15. |
A Simple Song
03:36
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Itâs just a simple song that helps me on my way
Itâs just a simple song that gets me through my day
I sing it when Iâm alone or maybe out with you
Itâs just a simple song, picks me up if Iâm feeling blue
I sing it in the park when I take a walk
I sing it when Iâm at work all covered up in chalk
I sing it when Iâve got nothing else to do
Itâs just a simple song, which now I sing for you
Itâs just a simple song and you can sing it too
Or maybe you have your own, one thatâs just for you
I think itâs normal that we have a melody
Itâs just a simple song but it works for me
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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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