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Day Dreamer
04:03
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Counting on your sense of obligation
Gonna get you straight eventually
You say you’re feeling numb, I say congratulations
They never knocked me out for free
Daydreamer
Such a late sleeper
When she’s awake you’ll never see her
Yeah daydreamer
The fix is in, declared the Truth Commission
Just when the scales fell from their eyes
Now what you call real life is just an apparition
When you’re asleep, can’t tell no lies
Daydreamer
Such a late sleeper
When she’s awake I can’t believe her
Yeah daydreamer
And my head is getting warm, while my nerves get unsteady
And it’s just the way I like, let you have it when you’re ready
But you’re inconsolable, cuz you know that they’re the lucky ones....
Daydreamer
Such a late sleeper
When she’s awake I can’t believe her
She’s a daydreamer
Day dreamer
Day dreamer
Yeah, day dreamer
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Harbor Lights
02:52
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Did you ever get so high that you remember being born
And the way the line went dead on that cold December morn
Do you remember how it felt to find you’d become someone else
In some abandoned bungalow so unfamiliar
Oooh, well you never really cared about me anyway
Oooh, now did you?
Now every good shot in the arm is like a shot across the bow
Of some marauding pirate ship ain’t no more buccaneering now
Do you remember where you were when they shut the pipeline down
And the way your blood ran cold into the river
Oooh, and it’s such a pleasant way to pass the time away
Oooh, and when I see you come in I should run the other way
Oooh, and I been tryin’ just to find another way to say
All this time
You were right
About those harbor lights
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Tin Foil Sunset
03:28
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Done
03:15
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I been lookin’ for somethin’, that I couldn’t resist
And I can’t find no reason, any reason for this
Talkin’ to you is just like, talkin’ to the cops
It’s too much aggravation, and I just want it to stop
I’d rather be like an eagle, flyin’ high
Above a mountain top
In the middle of summer, I heard the mission bell ring
When I mistook you for sunshine, it didn’t mean anything
And now they’re makin’ a movie, about the end of the line
Draw your own conclusion, ‘bout how the stars are aligned
‘Cuz the stuff that you’re usin’, it’s just a matter of time
Ooooooh… I’m still awake
Nah I’m not sleepin’
I’m wide awake
Well I was dreamin’
My eyes were closed
Ah, but I was fakin’
My heart was achin’
But now I’m done
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Just Like Gypsy Lee
03:33
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Muffled drums and tambourines
Outside a Creole restaurant
Afraid I won’t be joinin’ the parade
It woke me from my fever dreams
Of rumsoaked debutantes
And lords and ladies, sipping lemondade
Nat King Cole and marigolds
That’s what mama loved the most
And a bit of Johnny Walker Red
And Jesus the daffodils
Left to rot on the window sill
After the water turned ‘em bad
Oh la… la la la la la laahahah
And nevermind your life’s a wreck
And your jacket’s full of holes
‘Cuz it’s all the same to Elouise
She’ll take your hand then you’ll begin
To forget all the mess you’re in
Underneath the cherry trees
Now she dresses like an alderman
But she can kiss like Gypsy Lee
Find her when the sun is sinkin’ low
In some crowded bar downtown
Where people go to fool around
And watch her dancin’ nice and slow
Oh la… la la la la la laahahah
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Hype Man
03:39
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Well I just wanna be your hype man, hype man
Come on and let me be your hype man, hype man
Yeah I just wanna be your hype man, hype man
Come on and let me be your hype man
You wanna tag along, you wanna tag along with me
You oughta tag along, you oughta tag along with me
Oh come on I don’t got all night man, night man
Now why you bein’ so uptight man, tight man
Cuz I just wanna be your hype man, hype man
Yeah I just wanna be your hype man
Y
ou wanna tag along, you wanna tag along with me
You oughta tag along, you oughta tag along with me
You wanna tag along, you wanna tag along with me
You oughta tag along, you oughta tag along with me
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Apologetic Poltergeist
03:33
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Don’t need no charmful of finches, don’t want no clamor of rooks
Cuz I’m not falling for that again, the oldest one in the book
Don’t want no diamond star halo, I got a hat full of wine
I need a cloak full of eagles, just to get through the night
So clench your hands and close your eyes
Your heart beats circles around mine
Just like the ocean when you slide so nice
You’re like the lightning striking twice
You got your black magic working, they dig what you’re throwing down
But me I can’t get arrested, anywhere in this town
I got the teeth of the Hydra, stuck in the side of my head
I knew that you was a sorceress, your clean white sheets turning red
Entombed in emerald, sealed in jade
Yeah Tutankhamen got it made
Do Paint It Black like in the good old days
With rubied concubines he laid
Do you know what I mean
I think you know what I mean
Yeah do you know what I mean
I know you know what I mean
Now do you know what I mean
I think you know what I mean
She got a wicked machine
If you know what I mean
Look out!
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No More Magic
02:55
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Some Nights Hit Too Hard
03:10
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We slipped through the space between waking and dreaming
Rubbing the stars from our eyes
We came to find something that hovered between us
The inhabitants all looked surprised
We put in our oars and we slid down the jet stream
And set off our flares on the way
We conjured the light up from out of the darkness
But the dark clouds are heading my way
Oh the dark clouds are heading my way
We’re up to our necks in the medicine cabinet
It’s such a familiar tune
The dude in the range rover just isn’t havin’ it,
He’s rubbing the salt in our wounds
We labored all night in a black crystal mountain
Then came home with nothing to say
On silvery stallions we shot through the canyon
But the dark clouds are heading my way
Oh the dark clouds are heading my way
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13. |
Good Morning Midnight
04:00
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Mount Peru Somerville, Massachusetts
Featuring male and female vocals, trumpet, and pedal steel guitar, Mount Peru creates moody yet powerful, emotionally charged music, described as “Postmodern Americana”, “Cosmic Amercan Music”, and often compared to artists such as the Band, the Cowboy Junkies, and the New Pornographers. ... more
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