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Perfect Peach Pie
02:47
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You got your life wrong baby
You’ve got the light on the darkness
It’s getting rough all so suddenly
You ate a piece of my perfect peach pie
You turned the light on slowly
You got a light on inside of me
Don’t pull the shades down quickly
You’ve got the light on inside of me
You’ve got the light on me ooooh
I’ve fallen in with a phantom now
It’s all I needed
Give me five dollars for the lighthouse
Let me take the mellow path through
Livin’ it up working it out taking my pulse
Selling the car watching the birds
You burned the house down baby
You’ve shaken me to the foundation
I’ll stretch my heart over your head
We’ll see the view from above now
You turned the light on slowly
You got a light on inside me
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2. |
Eyeballs
01:57
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Come and get it
Every time I go down to your house
I turn into something I never knew I was
I don’t understand you
You don’t have any power over me
Except you do, you know you do
I don’t understand it and I don’t like it
But you’re doing it
Get down Get down
Shake things Move out
Cut off your hair
Cause you’ve got that look on your face
You’ve got that glint in your eyeballs
And you know what that means
Come and live it
Every time I go down to the grocery store
Even with these heathens all around me
I’m plagued by indecision and turmoil
Should I buy the garlic powder or garlic cloves?
Do I want the precooked bacon the Double stuffed Oreos?
How do you humans navigate these waters?
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Heavy petting, come and get it, we’re connected
I believe in the healing powers of satin
Heavy petting, come and get it, we’re connected
There’s no living in this double fantasy
I can tell there’s strings running through everything,
Watch me as I float and fall and bounce back up
Tell yourself it only ever gets much better
Breathe the air inside this tiny balloon
I heard that you come around
Whenever the sun disappears
Shock me into yielding ever slowly
I like how your wet breath feels on me
I know we can’t talk about objectivity
All we are is all we’ll ever learn to be
Tell me there’s a secret passage
Feel the way...
Racing around like a pumpkin that’s caught fire
But you’re the only fireman within my sight
And if my hands fall off and shatter on the ground
I hope you don’t cut your baby feet
I believe the sun is going down
I believe the moon is made of marzipan
I believe that there are two of me
Living simultaneously in the same world
I believe that there are two of me
Living simultaneously in the same world
I believe the sun is going down
I believe the moon is made of marzipan
Tell me there's a secret passage
Feel the way the world moves under us
The world moves under us
Feel the way the world moves under us
I can tell there’s strings running through everything
Watch me as I float and fall and bounce back up
Tell yourself it only ever gets much better
Tell yourself whatever
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4. |
Skin in My Water
02:30
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Hypocrite landing on a satellite
I’ve got a piece of skin in my water
I don’t understand it
There’s a lot of things I don’t understand
Like nuclear physics and quantum mechanics
I don’t wanna be anything that you can be
Because I am stereotypically
Extra terrestrial, unique
Don’t you wanna say baby gotta go down
Oh baby you got it going
Baby you’ve got it going
Oh my love spreads across the mountains
Ohio has always been my home
And you’re never going down
Get your gods down to the Colosseum
Ride them around in the little red wagons
Get high on your carousel
I don’t know what I’m doing here
Baby you’ve got a lot of damage now
Do you know what that means
Do you know what that means to me
Ooh child get your daggers out
Touch your cheek and I’ll kiss you goodnight
Kiss you goodnight
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5. |
Funeral Drinking
03:22
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There’s a catapult over the mountain
There’s a caterpillar
There’s a catapult
Standing and shouting
Over the mountain
And it's coming for you slowly
And he looks a little thing
And for your family
You’ve got a lot of nerve
Coming round here talking to me like you're fancy
You’ve got a lot of nerve
Thinking your little things
Honestly I’m an amateur
Just like the rest of them
Got a lot of nerve
Coming onto me like this you see
And you won’t talk clearly
When you know there’s nothing I can do
To separate us from this fantasy
I’m itching at the neck now see
I think there’s something crawling on me
So don’t go, don’t go, please don't go away
Please don’t go away
Give a little get a little
Like a caterpillar dancing
In another universe
Watch me going over and under
And he’s going upstairs
And we’re going to a funeral drinking
And I’m so alone you’ve gotta hold me
Like a caterpillar dancing
And let go now
But I don’t wanna go
Everything I do is counterintuitive
I’m a wave of emotions
Untangle them and tangle them
How come I listen to myself
And tangle them up again
How could I, how come I listen to myself?
What was I thinking when I looked in the mirror again?
What was I thinking?
I should have seen myself, I should have loved myself
But of course I can’t see anything anyhow
You're a freaky little thing
In the haze of proximity
You're a freaky little thing
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Dollhouses
02:39
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Airplanes don’t like subways
Gotta get started somewhere
Gotta get started somewhere
I don’t like sound of a backbone, stand back
Gotta lot of nerve baby but I don’t mind
Swing me around again
Gotta lot of nerve baby but I don’t mind
Get down when I’m sitting down on the ground
Get back hammering the finest ass
Get back, get back
Live these final moments carelessly
Don’t forget to take your special medicine
But don’t take it, it doesn’t help anything
Gotta plant a planet in something round here
Gotta find someone to balance these scales
There’s a rabbit in my pants and I can feel her breathing
Like she’s a dragon
And the hot stuff is melting my legs
I can’t find anything redeemable in what you’re saying
Honey you don’t believe in now
But you don’t get nothing if you don’t die soon
Hey girl, don’t you know you got three fingers in the wrong place baby?
How many dollhouses are too many dollhouses?
Freaky laughing and oohs
Freaky laughing and oohs
And I wonder
How many dollhouses are too many dollhouses?
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Peanut Butter
02:20
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But I don’t know
What will go down
I’ve got a cat now
But I don’t know how it gets around
Had a Bandaid on my finger
Burned myself on the chicken pan
It hurts, I need some Neosporin
But I don’t have any so I’ve gotta go out
Don’t wanna leave my house
Don’t wanna leave my house now
I can’t go down to the store
Because I don’t have a car any more
There isn’t time I don’t have money in my pocket
Guess I need a job now
Do you have a job for me?
I could be your ukulele
I could be everything that you need
But that wouldn’t pay the bills would it now?
Do you have an understanding
Of what it means to be inside my head?
Nothing here is real!
Nothing here is real!
What the fuck is wrong with me?
This isn’t funny all but I’m cracking myself up
I can’t seem to stand the way the peanut butter falls down
Into the bath tub
Wallowing all alone by myself in the tub
I eat some chicken nuggets in the bath tub
While I’m alone and crying
It's been worse
I tell you, my life has been worse
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8. |
Snowday Baby
01:41
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You’re a real sure shot baby
You’re a monster inside my heart
Everybody knows where you’ve been
But we want your shoe size
There’s a little monkey in heart
No one ever sees it jumping crazy
You’re on the right track baby
Don’t forget to go to the depot now
You’ve got your underwear inside out
Praying for a snowday baby
I could never lose you in the crowd
You’re the one who sings into my mouth
Whoa you’ve got it good now
Don’t you let it loose now
You got it good now
You’re such a car wreck baby
And we’re heading for the bridge now
Every time you go out I’m worried
For your safety cause I don’t know where you’ve been
Show me where the pages fell apart
You could never hold me like an ocean
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Hey crabs, why are we going in circles?
Eat these sacred sentences
They’re always breaking out
Hey birds, keep it to yourself
You're in a forest going down
Keep up all that flying
Why is it always the quiet ones?
It’s always the pious ones
Who have the giant lungs
Everybody knows hard love
Say your name for me
Get a shoe shine, baby
I’m going down
Gotta get a suit for your funeral,
I can’t explain what you’re doing
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I miss you, I miss your face
When it’s going down
I miss you, I miss your face
And I’m going down
I miss you, I miss the way you move in me
I miss the way you wipe them tears
From my forehead, baby
I miss you
I miss you, I miss you,
I miss you
My hard heart is broken down
I can’t let it out I can’t let it out
I have no understanding of
Why you do the things you do
I’m not sure why nothing comet together
Nothing comes together
Nothing comes together
Get on way down in the garden
Get on way down in the garden
Plant it way down in the garden
It is the green grass that you wanted
It’s exactly what you wanted
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burst & bloom records Maine
Burst & Bloom is a small, independent record label and book publisher based in Kittery and Bath, ME.
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