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Celery Green
02:51
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Celery has got an eye,
freckles,
and another eye,
And where Celery goes
Celery will decide.
Celery has got a smile
That's occasionally wild.
Anything Celery sees
Celery can become
With the unseeable things
Under Celery’s thumb
May as well be raining
May be sunny in-between
But most of all it's Celery green
Celery has got a mind
For the feathers that she finds
Wherever feathers are falling
She follows behind
Wearing a string on her finger
Celery designed
May as well be raining
May be sunny in-between
There are things unsingable, ordinarily
But she's a dream in celery green
Celery's inside a square
Celery is everywhere
There's Celery in the tree
Celery stands beside
Celery says good morning
To Celery at night
Hey Celery! And another
Celery might
Just be the Celery seen
Wearing celery green
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2. |
LaGuardia
02:40
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People, sleepy to work
Window baker in the window alone.
They eat with open mouths —
Ahhhh!
I had to go to school.
They teach in daylight
While you find a new crush.
The substitute came in our home room
Said, "Go ahead you'll figure out fast
How late a working man works."
Sleepy people today
Strangers sitting on their luggage alone.
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3. |
Boris
04:10
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Honey’s eyes are gold
Honey’s eyes are double-fold and twisted through my head
Again, go again they wrap around the dead
Like honey purring
There’s fire from the air
There’s embers barely settled and they’re dancing everywhere
We dare, how we dare to call the whole thing terrible
There’s a conversation that we had
There’s a lump of pillows in my bed
Baby’s lips are done
The finger on the trigger now that’s how you get it done
Bend, go and bend that’s how you win someone
Darling dance around the stone
All these birds are pigeon-toed and dancing through my head
Again and again, shake those hips my blue jean baby
There’s a conversation that we had
There’s a lump of pillows in my bed
I will play the nurse if you play dead
We will drop pianos, ammo, yes sirs, on your heads
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4. |
Bull-Hammer
04:20
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Sing us a song about Bull-Hammer
It’s a good one, make it up son
He took all the teeth from the cadavers
Of bad men who broke the law
Below his shadow grown folks would cower
Their hearts beating like cowards’
In fifteen minutes he’d swim two channels
With his hands tied to his gun
Don’t you know the model is run?
Summer day ladies won’t have such stuff
Don’t you know the people want love?
Love? Love?
Could he be gentle, that Bull-Hammer?
We ask with optimism
He chased off the blues with great fields of lavender flowers and his vision
Don’t you know the formula’s done?
All the old tappers have heard enough
Don’t you know the people want more?
More? More?
Now I say:
Go and leave your wagons at home
There’s no fire
Go and leave you ladders at home
There’s no desire for hire
Soon the distraction of his bloody action
Forced a mean streak through the media
Who needs protection from dentured criminals?
And who’s sleeping with the dentist?
Don’t you know the song’s gotten cold?
Plastic cab fellows don’t want that fluff
When everybody’s falling in love
Love, Love
Go and leave your heartache at home
You’re full of desire to go higher
Go and leave that bad day alone
You’re full of desire
We all along have loved Bull-Hammer
The tough lug giving bear hugs
To all the people who scamp and scatter
Like ants under the rug
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5. |
Let's Be Happy
03:30
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Let's be happy or beheaded
I don't, I won't not get it
Let's be happy
And if I say hello again let it be for the last time
And if I break my bones again let it be for the last time
Let's be lonely
'Cause I only shrink and think unholy
Let's be lonely
And if I say hello again let it be for the last time
And if I break my bones again let it be for the last time
Let's be happy or dead-ended
I don't, no I won't pretend it's —
Let's be happy
And if I say hello again let it be for the last time
And if I break my bones again let it be for the last time
Man, when I find my skin again will it be for the last time?
And if I fall in love again let it be for the last time
Let it be for the last time
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6. |
Animals
03:51
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Take off your wool-mouth and sharpen your gums
Throw back the sawhorse with newspaper paws
And keep on singing like animals
The weather in autumn is moving toward frost
We fumble with nets for the things that we’ve lost
And keep on singing like animals
If someone could watch us and translate our laws
Governor Will-Nill, elected because
Georgie the lion’s asleep on his arms
Call in the doctor and don’t do no harm
And keep on singing like animals
We hide on hillsides and eat things for fun
We float like horseflies on ribbons of love
Bullets of honey to sweeten the bluff
…
Keep on singing like animals
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7. |
Chip Chirp
03:44
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Neighbor Helen: Good morning son, I knew you hadn’t gone away
What with the bolted door and breakfast dishes in the sink to stay
Sunken with the suds and grey
Hey, hey!
Operator! Operator! Tell the preacher there’s more for later!
Tell the mailman and the writers! Tell the business and the buyers!
Jason, your toes are singing songs about your thumbs and oranges
What’s in the woods? “It’s good!” I’ve heard the people say
But what of bears? Who cares! You’re living day to day
Hey, hey!
Operator! Operator! Tell the preacher there’s more for later!
Tell the husband and his mistress! Tell the courts and every witness!
Punches and hits that make a pleasant parlor game —
This time next year our evenings will have rearranged and changed
Ducks in the vents they quack in merry melody —
Helen, the din’s removed me from my gallantry and turned me on my head
Grandpa washed the windows at the factory,
I clean the glass at the corner grocery
I live next to some modern men – they’re going places
But I’m just working on who I am by making faces at them
Don’t bury the car and I won’t bury your name
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8. |
Dictionary Red
03:10
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I think a thought
You are a color
And then you are not.
Would it be odd?
If you told me
I’d be yours because
Lovely you are
I’m blue and sure that you’re dictionary red
Tell me the truth
Please don't play games
I want no one to lose
I would have proof if you’d hold me
Chances are you’ve already been told
How lovely you are
And I couldn't meddle with
What had been settled before me
I'm blue and sure that you're
Dictionary red.
At once — or before
To you I offer,
though
Chances are you’ve already been told
How lovely you are
And I couldn't meddle with
What had been settled before me
I’ll be the blue to your
Dictionary red
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9. |
We On The Radio
04:53
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I don’t need no situation, I don’t need no god or nation please
I know not even why
The fortune came from West Virginia, said for sure there’s some good in ya, see?
I know not even why
Sire, we inquire, what’s the matter? Why so cold?
A whistle-blower and a sinner, cleans his hands before his dinner, see?
I know not even why
No I know not even why
Hey brother Paul, I heard that you saw me
Up against a wall, singing we’re on the radio
Hey son-in-law, I’ve something to show you
Guns and arrows drawn, such a sight to see on the radio
Broadcast to all ages, take it through the stages
Away we go
Fires gives me tires, makes me tired, makes me old
Hey city judge, how do you find me?
Am I just in love or is that behind me? Does this shit blind me?
Choirs give out fliers, watch the wires, seeing songs
Tell us when you’re hard of hearing, tell us that the mic’s endearing, please
I know not even why
I know not even why
No I know not even why I try
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10. |
Elephant Box
04:46
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Mama, don’t you cry for what they told you
For what they told you
You sit and wonder why the summer’s colder
You’re one day older
Don’t you tear the brain from the peel
You sent your farewell
What’s believing? She’s leaving me under the swell
Whispers in the rain
Mama, cover me
Love me, don’t scare me again
Walk with purpose, child
Walk with grace
Just like she told you, like she told you
Kisses wash your face
Turn your heart
Only so far, don’t go too far
Yeah, you saw my hand in the drawer
Who’s behind the door?
What’s the mess and the dress and those clothes on the floor?
Grew up in the dark
Now I’m playing in places too far from the yard
Don’t you play with the way that I feel
I’m sitting on the fence
With the sun on my neck and my head in my hands
Nothing goes as planned
Nor that thing in the dark in the dust where it stands
Nor do I in the dark in the dust where I stand
Please, sing me a love song
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11. |
Redford
03:16
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There’s a well-dressed man in the records shop
Spitting out words, “Not good enough!”
He keeps it low so don’t bother the cops
The envelopes contain albums of sound
Kids of the block come and gather around
It plays in codes but we can figure it out
Speak to us, you’re so well-to-do
“Think me a mirror that’s looking at you”
He paid his rent then he went from the room
Tell me how far you’re willing to fall — on the double!
Fear not to look too hard
Tell me where and who you are, and how your soul will keep out of trouble
Learning comes hard
Like taking shots in the dark
Do not go
I told me so
Don’t be something you’re not
That’s what you are
There’s a man dressed in awesome robes in the visitor’s shop
He sees your mistakes and he’s calling them out
In low magenta, orange that’s red
Kinder blues than the blues that water your head
Is it you? Or is it me? Don’t you see we’ve always been speaking in doubles?
Tell me how far you’re willing to fall if you’re troubled?
There’s cannonballs in your little paws
Answers come, honest, all
Only after a fall
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12. |
Fast Track 500
01:52
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There's a feeling that beats living alone
And feeling lonesome
Trade it in for something wholesome,
Share yourself instead!
And take the Fast Track 500
Up on a mountain
Where the trees stand tall I ask for nothing
But under it all I feel the rumbling
That gets me home again
I take the Fast Track 500!
I'm onto being
Until the day I become
And each day after
I'm looking ahead and getting faster
Rinse, repeat, don't end!
To the wishers and those who wonder why
We talk of freedom
And look to the sky
It's if we see some
It'll come around again
We’ll take the fast track 500!
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