1. |
(Just) Because
02:50
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2. |
Fire Crotch
02:30
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3. |
Rear View
03:26
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Are the objects in the mirror
closer than they appear or
is it me?
You say I have nothing to fear
but fear itself but
I'm afraid I disagree.
A guy I know in Idaho
confided though he lied
he'd show his hand.
The guy arranged to fly the plane
but never trained to navigate or land.
Look over my shoulder.
It's bright as an ember but colder.
I know that I'm older
but why can't I remember what I told her?
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4. |
Harm Money
02:59
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5. |
Wherewithal
02:40
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6. |
Spare the Eclaire
02:07
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7. |
Sweet Belinda June
02:44
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There’s a man on the second floor
Who is holding a pistol
Should I call for the police or
Let the fool go ballistic?
One day soon
Sweet Belinda June
I’ll harpoon
your balloon.
There’s a man on the corner there
Who believes in the devil
But if you ask him he’ll only stare
And convince you as well.
One day soon
Sweet Belinda June
I’ll harpoon
your balloon.
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8. |
Claude's Odds
02:37
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9. |
Believe Her Either
01:40
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10. |
A Spicy Spurt
01:39
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11. |
Everyman
01:56
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12. |
F the FCC
01:34
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There's a word for turd
which is often heard
in the schoolyard kindergarten
through grade third.
But the FCC
says we have to be
very careful not to put it
on TV.
There's a thing we do
in a bed for two.
It's a lovely tender little
interlude.
But the government
says we must prevent
any broadcast of the act.
Well, fuck the FCC, I say.
Shit on the head of the
government censor.
Fuck the FCC and let us
watch naked people curse away.
There's a bleeping sound
which is often found
in the mouths of actors duty bound
to emote and rage
and to earn their wage
and present what's written on the page.
But the government says "Whoa!
Those naughty words must go.
Our children must not know
what kind of tantrums grownups throw."
There's a fine to pay
if you go astray
and allow obscenity to rule the day.
Janet Jackson's breast
put it to the test
and you know the motherbleeping rest.
Fuck the FCC, I say.
Shit on the head of the
government censor.
Fuck the FCC and let us
watch what we want on TV
and fuck the FCC, I say.
Piss in the eye of the
government censor.
Fuck the FCC and let us
watch naked people curse away
every motherfucking day.
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13. |
To Ur Is Human
02:44
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14. |
Crazy At All
03:11
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In a cave by the shore
lies a spent forty-four.
The footprints lead directly
to a nearby warehouse door.
Witness saw what appeared
to be all as he feared.
I had to reassure him.
I said, "You're not crazy at all.
You're not crazy at all."
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15. |
What's Your Excuse?
02:21
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16. |
Underdeveloped
02:38
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17. |
A Signed Confession
02:15
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18. |
Avast
02:28
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19. |
Grim Groovy Ghosts
01:59
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20. |
Bad Monkey
01:40
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21. |
The Obvious Flaw
02:00
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22. |
Sideburnt
01:17
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23. |
Mandrake
02:45
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24. |
Blue Migration
02:26
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25. |
No Misery, No Money
02:35
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26. |
Can You Take It?
01:31
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Can you take it like you dish it out?
I can take it any way you like it.
I can dish it like this shit.
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27. |
Jungle Interlude
01:16
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28. |
Merciful Vicodin
02:46
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What’s the use?
Why begin?
No one wants to hear the tale.
Cut me loose
and pack it in
before I regale.
I give up.
I give in.
I’d give anything.
Merciful Vicodin
won’t you kill that sting?
Why do I deserve
a red alert from my every nerve?
Take my senses out.
I’ll give you something to cry about.
Oh tell me your secret.
I swear I’ll keep it
locked up in chains.
I will take pains.
Are you my mama?
Why do I deserve
a red alert from my every nerve?
Keep me numb and dumb
until the feverish nightmares come.
Oh you are the answer.
Sweet necromancer
I’ll wear your chains.
I will take pains.
Where was I?
Care to try
keeping me awake?
High and dry
by and by
just for mercy’s sake.
Tolerance
wearing thin.
Merciful Vicodin
Let me in.
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29. |
Nestor Redux
02:28
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30. |
God Bless America
01:40
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Dropsy Oakland, California
Dropsy has many musical tendrils, emanating from the vicinity of a funky lounge, sometimes snaking into dark caverns. The band sounds friendly enough, but displays its canines at unexpected moments. Cooper's droll lyrics brim with invective, taunts, boasts, disturbing delusions and bad advice. But he seems to be singing on our behalf, to a mutual enemy, in a bar on a tropical island. ... more
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