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Sequins In The Valley
03:39
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Out on the weekend, after the party, out in the valley, chasing around that new Mercedes; she’s wearing sequins, dying just to
meet him, but her friends don’t seem to understand how she’s even thinking of that other man; rounding out a plan: take one step closer, I feel like I know ya, won’t you let me see ya, darling I’ve got to have you near me, ‘cause every other time I’ve seen ya there’s been another way to find ya, and if you wanted, honey baby I’d come running to ya, right up ’til the day we’re driving, on the guest list and arriving with 40 carat diamonds on a platinum chain, the complete and total deck out in a sequence again; sequins in the valley
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Roxyanna
02:03
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Stranded in the city, a town without pity, such a long walk away from home; pining hard to see you, paying as I get through ’til the rain takes away that snow, oh my Roxyanna, your sentimental candy would make me feel so dandy at this bus stop way downtown, ‘cause now I’ve got to travel and I’m starting to unravel, it is you I want to wind up around oh my Roxyanna
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So La Ti
04:51
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Sink into the city, have a laugh into the animal night; if you think the town is pretty talk about it for the rest of your life; speak to the receiver: a message that just sprung from the ground; don’t you think it’s time to leave it and believe in it and bring it on down to flesh and bone and blood standing silent in the snow, giving them a surfeit of the same old cockamamie game and bull, it’s never going to be enough to lead another simple double-life in full from there, that’s an easy thing to talk about though; let’s go say hello to Annie De Cru who’s up in 79; the day she kicked the sand in my shoe I never felt quite so fine; we had to leave it all up to you, we couldn’t stay on the line, so you went and told them all what to do: they had a wasting good time and everybody knows all the things that they come running back to, another one just might suppose that all the same things could be said about you when you’re catching up with all of your bros and see the holographic comets going through the air from the panoramic tower view; hey honey help and hold up a halo, it’s all part of the age, or be a homie go and set up a silo to the side of the stage; it ought to be an easy enough thing to remember considering that it was only back in December when they landed in view and then flew into a rage, and you can hear them come with another mothership to unload, circling around the sun in the effulgence of a splendid abode with sneaky seeking out the one who’s been sitting all alone between the roadside flares, looking out for me and you from down there; if there’s something out there haunting the house I won’t believe it’s a mouse, ostensibly conscripted to joust, another rebel to roust, the bayleaf’s in the window, the coriander’s in though it’s fuzzing out like static, there’s nothing automatic when you’re Siri Aurobindo, asana/sauna in the attic and lo: it’s the undercover CEO and a dolphin in captivity meting out the rest of the dough from a manner house in Tuscany and leaving it all on a note coming after do re mi fa so la ti
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Crows' Catalytic
04:15
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Crow’s Catalytic all bend down to the very nose and it would seem that anything goes when the floodlights start all the shows; here’s how we’re going to take it on once all the feet have been stayed: an inversion of the usual charade with assurance everyone’ll be paid; frozen out of limbo and set up on a barbershop stool on the very last day of school, come unwind with us down by the pool; a full-time walker and an all day CPA with stubbles of grey, the finest of men east of L.A.; foxes of the new-year all funnel into barricade homes, must be feeling the jones for something more than limbs on bones; wholesale/retail funny bidness itemized, take a good look at the prize: what from it might you surmise? Air force eagles and the bat-people up in the sky with a 16-sided die out upon the me-oh-my; wool and lycra cover all of them in varying hues, since there’s nothing to lose it makes it even harder to choose; foam-rubber panic, talismanic is the culture of sign, why don’t we seek out a line and string it on along for a solid duration of time while the horses are ready to pull the rider out by the reigns, speeding by the passenger trains all away across the plains
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Sunflower Rainy Day
02:20
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Sunflower Rainy Day and it could be a fun shower either way with apples in a bushel and just a little push’ll be the thing they use to get you to stay away out of the ivy covered tower during that rushing tunnel hour with all the kids and not just the new ones on the block; looking for the key to the safe, they seem to have a whole lot of faith in everything you mention as you’re answering the question as to why you were out there on the 8th in the ghost infested town with all of those high rollers coming on down, were you hoping for another gold rush to take that turned out to be a fake? While the rest were having Sunday times and garnishing with limes all the glasses on the table while the actors in the stable had been made over to look like mimes in the fullness of the heat with all of the clamoring complete on the 4-way fork dividing street
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Katamaran
01:37
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Aqua Fuchsiania
03:39
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Aqua Fuchsiania, the sapphire in the ring, a dish of powdered saffron fitting all the rites of this one singular spring; a silouetted Venusian wandering in, then out, making a call through the fabric on the ceiling at the rust-mall trust hall; hear the dust fall; won’t you show me what you’ve brought us and I’ll get something you can feel; I’ll take whatever it is if you sought it especially for us, just let me know when you are ready and we’ll seal the deal while the Bawlmer hood and Robin are having them a quarrel out by the gate, it seems that somebody’s got a problem with the racket from the tin plates dragging from the bumper of a Rocket 88; behold the marathon of giallo while waiting for the outcome to already arrive or at least another lead to follow, sitting in the drive-in or the diner or even just the dive where there’s no need for allegations nor for all the bitter fruits of gall; our liaison at the depot is standing in the very last hand-clasp telephone stall while a world of expectations has settled on a brick that is tied up to a helium balloon near a crossing by the station and one warm July vacation wrapping all the way around to June
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Crunch Wok Ramen
02:22
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Crunch Wok Ramen the crocodile Hades; listen up all you ladies ready to come out to play just to get up on in it and take it to the limit with a full compartment of funds, an assortment and a carton of guns; you’re like no other, did you ever have a mother? Let me be the one to blow your cover, I got to know what there is to find hidden underneath your trench coat, babydoll I want to be your dreamboat, why don’t we get to the bottom of things somewhere in the back of your mind? Hold off one minute: now you’re nowhere to be found, why did you stop coming around? Aint you got a thing to say? Since now I’ve been reading in the tabloids that you got addicted to the steroids and that you’re living out of gas-pump bathrooms somewhere to the north of the bay, always on the run from another debtor to pay
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The Waters By Havana
02:20
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Maria The Spy
01:51
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Maria The Spy Maria, diplomat and down-hill skier, a real blow-torch sear, que cariña un espía, ojo, huevo, algiuen en fuego and it’s somebody who’s lying on their side the way that you do when you’re out upon the skies of blue aloft and there’s a lot of things yet to do if we’re really gonna see this through and take on over the place; I can’t wait to see the look on her face when I give her my “hello” and embrace all at an accelerated pace, so don’t ever say goodbye or ever wonder why, we’ll give it one more try, you know we’re gonna cross the line; there’s a still a day that I would like to keep from going slowly passing by into the moist and cynical mere information sty; baby you and I, together we’ll fly, hey Maria the spy
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Bubblegum
02:10
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Bubblegum oh my sweet, Bubblegum, delicious, Bubblegum, count on me, believe in trust; oh luscious, Bubblegum, you are always on my mind, Bubblegum
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Sassafraz
01:54
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