1. |
Spooning the Gorilla
03:36
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Take me to the country
Force me down the streets
To verify my maker
To make me to my knees
And if the git comes stuffin'
on the fighting was coffee
I won't get some sleep
just 'cause I thought I'd fade out
I'm fighting for your body
I want to teach your body how
Take me to the country
I can hardly speak
Make me more than money
Before I go to sleep
I promised to my mamma
I'd give you something sweet
That something's gonna give now
Before I go to sleep
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2. |
Sleepy Jean
03:46
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Listen here
Darling Dear
Give me money
I'm afraid of Rock n' Roll
I'm a dog without his bone
Don't let me go
It's so clear
I'm not here
This isn't happening
Happiness is a warm gun
That you shoot 'cause you're so killer
and I hate you
Don't let me go
All day
Stoking a fire for an old flame
Put me inside and I'll always
blow the punch line too
And that's because I
always ba-ba-ba
always ba-ba
Sleepy Jean
you're so clean
and I'm so sedated
I forgot a face like yours
Because I'm a creepy weirdo
and I scare you
Don't let me go
All day
Stoking a fire for an old flame
Put me inside and I'll always
blow the punch line too
And that's because I
always ba-ba-ba
always ba-ba-ba
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3. |
MoneyMouth
04:07
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My my
Those eyes
Carved out like key limes
I don't need nothin' from you
I can only get stronger from here
I'd need
some more
You think I keep score
but I can't keep nothin' from you
Life can only get longer from here
Now I'm frightened
Know why?
You beat it in me
now I'll beat it back into you
I can only get stronger from here
I'm at the food mart
I'll buy the whole store
now I'm gonna give it to you
Life can only get longer from here
So give me those wide-eyed faces
Draw them across brittle bones
Leave me outside of the cross signal fire
Love never carried me home
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4. |
How Do You?
02:59
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In my head, In my head
I was moving, Now I’m dead.
Who are you?
Break the bread, Drink some wine
I’ll touch yours, If you touch mine
How do ya do?
In my lonely lovers lair
Standing in her underwear
We will dirty happy be
La La La La La La La.
Oh Suzanne, You’re a man
You have ruined all my plans
How do you Do?
She’s got style, She’s got grace
She’s got something on her face
How do you Do
Look at mother
Look at dad
well they’re such a happy sad
Look at dirty happy me
La La La La La La La
In my head
In my head
I was moving, now I’m dead
But who are you?
Hold me close
Hold my nose
Hold this leaky garden hose
Wait, who are you?
Look at ma, look at pa
Don’t you look just like them!
Wait, but who are you?
You break my bread
Drink my wine
Pump my heart
and ????? my mind
But who are you?
Who are you?
In my head
In my head
I was moving
Now I’m dead
Who are you?
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5. |
The Soup Song
04:20
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Hanna was drawing on the side of my face
Signing her name wherever mine had just been replaced
Hanna, I know what I can see with my eyes
Hanna, I never want to see you with that guy
She's biting her lip out of the corner of my eye
Slurping the soup through a straw in an apple pie
Hanna, I know what I can see with my eyes
Hanna, I never want to see you with that guy
The more your brains keep touching me
The more you break my heart
But I'll avert my eyes
'cause I could never be alone without you
I've got stories that I'll never tell
about fourteen girls in a wishing well
Cover up my eyes
'cause I could never been alone without you
The more your brains keep touching me
The more you break my heart
The more your brains keep touching me
The more you break my heart
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6. |
Casablanca
04:40
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You've got a number
You've got a spine
You've got your whole wide world
and now you're after mine
But if you want that
give me a show
you greedy cow
Let's put our lovers
against the wall
I want to find out where
we all went wrong
Give me your number
or make one up
I'd call myself but
I don't have the guts
I want to know you
I really do
I want much more
but nothing after you
I didn't know that
I want to go
Give me some more
or else I'll leave the show
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7. |
Hallways
03:39
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Someone's in the kitchen
cooking up the trouble
I could be your lover
if I had a double
I would take you home
like all the other doubles do
I would take the spoon
and fill it with desire
filthy little crystals
set them all on fire
send them down the hallways
bodies will know what to do
Oh oh oh.
Martha's in the kitchen
Losin' all her marbles
cooking up more problems
'cause everybody loves them
Chase them with your whiskey
it's the fashionable thing to do
I am in the backyard
digging up my double
you just stood there laughing
laughing at my shovel
With such a pointy finger
why don't you point at something true?
Oh oh oh.
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8. |
Stop Me
04:49
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Stop me now
I’m on another short break
Hold them close
in an electric embrace
Hold the line
just a little bit longer
Cause I
Feed fires force fast food fill fear to the face
Trick trend-trapped teenage tongue to the taste
Sell sex-soaked songs, sell sunlight to states
My mouth mends minds all over the place
Stop me now
before the toxicant takes
Fill the canyons on your ugly face
Paranoia, such a catchy little number
Cause I
Feed fires force fast food fill fear to the face
Trick trend-trapped teenage tongue to the taste
Sell sex-soaked songs, sell sunlight to states
My mouth mends minds all over the place
Stop me if your ears are bleeding
Stop me if you’re dim
Stop me if you get too weary
I can tuck you in
Or Maybe
Stop me if I get too pushy
If you need some time to think
Stop me if my late night calls are
Driving you to drink
Or Maybe
Stop me if you’re out of money
or if you’re scared to ask
Stop me though you know I love you
Caught beneath the glass
Aw Baby
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9. |
Modern Eyes
03:41
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All I want is blue and white
and crimson coloured eyes
doppelganger for my
lonesome bloodshot modern eyes
Sexy helicopter
twist your body down on me
save this latent terror plot
from all its dirty needs
I climb the stairs
and find you there
filthy affair
I would bleed
in three-toned symphonies
and say my prayers
But someone's eaten
all my food
and sat in my favourite chair
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10. |
Gravity Pope
03:11
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All I want and
all I need
is one more night with you
I can see you seein' me
you may think I don't
I do
She wrote me some poetry
and I offered her my head
Every night we bounce like springs
on a big old fashioned bed
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11. |
Mr. Magoo
03:56
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And when I make my money
I'm gonna glow
Bright like Manhattan Island
Covered in snow
And when my lights go out
I'll never know
I want a black tie
to cut my collar again
I want a black tie
to cut my collar again
One more shiny dollar
So you don't trust me, lover
What did I do?
And what I saw on Tuesday
wasn't that you?
You said you'd fall for no one else
Mr. Magoo
I want a black tie
to cut my collar again
I want a black tie
to cut my collar again
One more shiny dollar
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Fast Romantics Toronto, Ontario
Check out "Funeral Song" from our last LP 'Afterlife Blues', or the new single we just put out called "Julia".
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