Founds total 64 songs
Naughty Fatalist
Rave and rant in yer old Foster Grants. I can see my billowy reflection. You're a giant. You're a giant. . A little late night caching. A tender moving soul shake.
Myrtle
a funny pilgrim on a crazy crusade. a saucy chaucer, a sorry chapter mislaid. whittled with an exacto knife. plum right through my load bearing wall. I'm horrified now that I could do such a thing.
Little Vacation
like a little vacation. like a little old song that I want to hear. like a big libation. like a flattering sentence whispered in my ear. . that's what I want.
Kick My Ass
I'm so sorry. You had to kick my ass. You said I ruined your life. I didn't mean to do that. . I had to untangle. Where we was entwined. It was strangling me.
Ladle
you file me with the libertines. I fold in line. my monthly dole of magazines. beaming bistro shine. . in my ladle is your plum. and my daily staple of your cutesy crumbs.
I'm Through
Forget everything I ever told you. I'm sure I lied way more than twice. But understand I am not Emily post. You know I'm nowhere near that precise. . And I struggle with these etiquettes.
Hot Seat
Ventolin and vivarin and primatine. Secret tequila shots and a patch of morphine. In the morning and in the throes. What a great day to come out of a coma.
Giant Sands
Do a little rope trick. Move around the mildew. When you stopped to make a phonecall. In the glitter of a landmark. She said something about a blood clot.
Gluefoot
Cross my heart and cross my eyes. Stick a needle in my thigh. Drop kick my unscrewed lid. And fiddle fiddle fiddle fiddle fiddle with what's inside. .
Free Of Hope
Bricks are dirty lakes are dead. The family dog is mad. Baby brother's science beakers are all broken. Now the yard peacocks are all sad. . Board games are boring.
Fa-la-la
Fa-la-la is running around. All over the grounds of the hospital. I was watching for her. Like some people watch birds. From the window of my hospital room.
Dying Young
Holes in his sweater, fluid in his lungs. The experts say there? s things. He should? ve done better. But instead he is just dying young. . And tired of disbelieving, sick of struggling.
Drunk
She said it. She should know. She'd by, told by. She knows. . She'd been through it. Quantity. What can I say. She should know. . I am what I am. She'd been through.
Doubting Woman
I was supposed to tell you. About the point of departure. But with the aim of a drunken archer. I will probably stray. But you can see in her bold eyebrow.
Degenerate
I am a rough ball of twine. I have a duty to do. I been tied to the table. But now i am frazzled and aloof. . Degenerate, disintegrate the tight knots.
Confusion
Well, when I woke up this morning. The sky was so bright. It? d been a raining for days. Now it seemed like everything was a gonna be alright. . But still those November winds keep a blowing.
Bourgeois And Biblical
bourgeois and biblical. hanging on nails. mad metallic icons. the old cyclone still compels. your hoity haiku lip curls. the onion papers drain. Constantinople.
Betty Lonely
Betty lonely. Lives in a duplex of stucco. On the north bank of a brackish river. Her ears omit the noise from a nearby airstrip. Her mind floats beyond the snapper boats.
Band Camp
Well, the first time I ever laid eyes on you. Was my first year at marching band camp. You never played the part as it was written. You would always vamp.
2nd Floor
If you want to see two circling swans. On the surface of the sewer pond. Don't crane your neck where you are. You've got to climb to the second floor.
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