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Chimp Farm
01:36
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2. |
Gotta Go
03:49
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Gotta Go
I gotta go,
love to stay,
I'll see you round,
you don't have to
show me to the door.
Lyin there in the dark, nothing I gotta do, lyin there near to you, I'm like a dog in heat. ya make me crazy like a thumpin beat and my hips start shakin till I'm on my feet and they don't stop pumpin till I'm in the street. C'mon little miss you know what I"m missin. aw aw yeah!
Lyin there in the dark, I'm a heat seeking missile babe and you're the target. Can't think about anything cept for you. You got me all tied up like a freaky fool. All I think about is aw aw baby, I gotta go, aw aw baby, I can't think about anything else with you beside me, wiping my mind of everything including beats and rhymes, and I shake and my body grooves and I lie in bed with nothin to do. I just want to touch your body all night long. give you somethin that'll shake your bones. touch your body all night long. give you everything. I'm like a dirty freak, I'm like a thumpin beat, I got my eyes wide open when you're fast asleep. All I think about is aw aw baby, I gotta go, aw aw baby, I gotta go!
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3. |
Flock of Seagulls
03:41
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A Flock of Seagulls
Car broke down in Richmond so we spent a dull evening trying to lift our spirits with a bottle full of gin. They said the alternator drained the brand new battery we bought before we left so we could travel worry free.
We went down down down, we went down and away, down on a holiday.
"What's your name? Isn't that a Jewish name?" she said to me. "Are you a man who's an actor or an actor who's insane?" Sat and closed our eyes until the parking lot stopped spinning, dropped the empties down a well and didn't hear an ending.
A map on the place mat, a trophy on the wall, a plastic hula girl waves to me ... a little Chinese waitress says, "Honey you look tired, maybe you should go on a holiday."
A flock of seagulls overhead like trays of tarnished silver, freed from the chests and cabinets that they were bound in. If love was like an aphid then the soap would make me wilt, and flowers give away their sons and daughters without guilt.
A girl on a mattress, a cartoon on tv. a faded yellow suitcase in my hand ... the kittens on the walls with the candy coated eyes tell me that its time to go away. So we went down down down, down and away, down on a holiday.
At a motel by the ocean we looked out upon the waves, with a chill wind on our backs like a missionary pushing us to our graves. And we hugged each other close and I turned and whispered in your ear, "Its time to go away."
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4. |
Golf
01:58
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5. |
Dirty Knees
03:10
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Dirty Knees
They said, you're no good. I like to think you're just a misunderstood head case with a pretty face. All it takes is a little taste of those hips and that skirt to make it hard and to make it hurt. All night and all day I call out but I can't escape from dirty knees.
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6. |
Airstream
03:34
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7. |
How Soon?
04:32
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How Soon?
You used to be high class
you used to tie me up in silk and lace
I used to be hung up
but now you given me a little taste
of what it feels to be up tight
and I ain't never going back to those cotton sheets
You used to be high class
you used to tie me up in silk and lace
but you taste so sweet,
when you pull me off my feet.
and the lines that you cross
keep me coming back for more.
take it all away from me again.
you used to be high class
you used to get me up when the sun went down
I used to be hung up
like a japanese lady in a nylon rope
I used to be uptight,
but all the fever seems to vanish when at your feet
You used to be high class
you used to tie me up in silk and lace
but you shake and you groove
and I'm totally plowed under
by the words you spoke
that keep me coming back for more ...
take it all away from me again.
how soon can you take it all? take a deep breath and remember your promise.
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8. |
Summer Rain
02:11
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Summer Rain
Without warning,
sighs and lonely tears
seem to whisper,
then to disappear.
I remember, it never felt like this ...
When the only sound
on the empty beach
is the crush of sand
underneath our feet,
I remember, it never felt like this.
But all the things I couldn’t say
met all the things I wouldn’t say,
and disappeared like summer rain.
The black clouds that hung over me,
the mists that made it hard to see,
the silence of my empty room,
the broken promises,
disappeared like summer rain.
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9. |
Celia's Ghost
02:37
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Celia’s Ghost
Celia’s ghost is haunting me,
the lord has promised to set me free,
if I can leave before daylight.
then all will be forgiven.
Celia’s ghost is haunting me,
I never wept before the day
I caught her with another man
and shot the bastard down.
the devil was upon me.
Blood pooled at my feet.
I took my ring from her finger
and I buried her deep.
Now those six tiny bullets
speak to me out of the ground.
I lie awake at night and dream
that pain can wash my sin away
If I can leave before daylight
then all can be forgiven.
but my love came through,
shiny and new, as I lowered her into the ground.
I kissed her on her forehead
and I whispered in her ear
"You are the only one
that I'll ever hold dear"
Now those six tiny bullets
speak to me out of the ground.
Celia’s ghost is haunting me,
the lord has promised to set me free,
if I can leave before daylight.
then all will be forgiven.
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10. |
Mareel
02:23
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Mareel
oh Mareel, take me home, oh Mareel, take me home,
past the Blue Mull a spring night falls, and luminescent water calls.
oh Mareel, take me home, oh Mareel
And at the table, if he dreams that the moon weighs like the sea, and if the lights still dance for me ...
oh Mareel, take me home, oh Mareel.
And on a darkened shore,
you launch Mareel once more,
and as you sail away,
under your breath you say,
oh Mareel, take me home, oh Mareel, take me home,
past the Blue Mull a spring night falls, and luminescent water calls.
oh Mareel, take me home, oh Mareel.
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11. |
Remember Vibgyor!
03:46
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12. |
Underpants!
00:47
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underpants!
I love my underpants! underpants!
the pants that go under your over pants!
not too big, not too small, just the size of Montreal. take a little listen to a man who oughta know that you never oughta let all your underpants show ...
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Victor Scott Toronto, Ontario
International rock star, retired.
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