1. |
I Could Have Lived
01:43
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I could have lived
Someone else did it for you
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2. |
The Last Rock Song
05:18
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Calendar sends shivers
Cassandra, you warned and we died
Marooned at the foot of the bed
Where there were walls, interdimensional
Belle of the ball, access to catacombs
The primrose path, the last rock song
A marked man, void of charge
A blue light bandit, tooth and claw
To drive a wedge
Take your day out on them
A watershed, hammer and tongs against
The thirteenth chime, the last rock song
Calendar sends shivers
Cassandra, you warned and we died
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3. |
Hector
01:24
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Some cracked eggs
My first friend
No more sideline cynic
Garden slug
Garbage truck
Pouring lobsters into a crib
Trembling knees, calcified legacies
Shirking your responsibilities
Weathered hunk
Bear the brunt
Gnaws you like a vole
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4. |
Crosswise with the Court
07:22
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To give him good news
Transmit warmth through the flue
Pending revelations
Cementing the case
Glower from the dais
This will prove unwise
Detention satellite
Depressed was the password
Crosswise with the court
Teeth are chattering
Reduced to a river of vinegar
Remorseful, processional
The precinct's silk-and-silver vendors
Unacceptable
The precinct's deep midnight blue foyer
Contemporary
The precinct's red containment faction
The precinct's troublesome souvenir
Unclothe his closet
Take manhood measurements
Relieve the stress fractures
Non-Euclidean
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5. |
Transom
04:43
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Chum in the water
Harpoon, jugular
Kinky sympathy
I will pay you handsomely
Over the transom
Spinning these yarns
But the color is gone
Claret gives you pause
I will pay the ransom, here
Over the transom
I will place the purple bug
Around the banister
Otherworldly parentage
Cozy, bucolic bookends
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6. |
Silicon Shell
03:15
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We found a fisherman
She was a puzzlement
Undersea narrative
Welcome dementia
Vaunted, execrated
Vacate the premises
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7. |
Clover
03:51
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Land me in clover
Down the old runway
Richesse and hope chests
Coming from good stock
The turbo button
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8. |
Greasy Tornado
07:27
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Your time is up, no stamina
The creature from the previous
Your well is dry, and black is white
So tout your wares, and take a hike
Greasy tornado, laced into me
So quick to temper, ready to pounce
Alternate future, stamp of the house
Weak as a whisper, bandied about
Rendered so helpless, petering out
Authentic etching of the earthling
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Stern New York, New York
Lyrics included with each song.
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