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Angles we have heard on high
Sweetly sing or' the plains
And the Mountains in reply
Echo their joyous strain
Gloria in Excelsus Deo
But remember your pain
So, Gloria in Excelsus Deo
But don't be afraid of your brain
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2. |
Newsie Blues
01:25
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Throw me a bill!
I'll get you the latest news
Throw me a bill!
Help me with the newsy blues
I'm just a young boy slingin' some papes, now
Livin' a hard life on my own
Only a job that pays an insult
Someone better throw me a bone
Long time on the orphan road
Earned my stripes sleeping out in the cold
Waking up to deliver some words
to wealthy people whose visions are blurred!
hoping someone will see me!
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Brother
01:28
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Home,
Remember when
we were sailing
in that boat?
The waves crashed
and we tipped..
you hit your head,
cracked and split
I was fine,
but I shared your pain
now you've healed
and we ride again
and though we're on
different ships;
Stuck at the hip
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4. |
Dog Pound
01:09
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Giant
they
are
cov-
er
up
their
coats
cap-
tive
hard
cold
walls
can't
re-
mem-
ber
how
i
arr-
ived
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5. |
Secret Forest
00:55
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6. |
Ludwig II Of Bavaria
02:09
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The following is a true story:
All I wanted was a home like
big like,
stone, with defense like a turnpike, out of sight
image of my face on the curtain wall,
beats bumpin' at the concert hall, fuck it, and a shopping mall
all the finest foods in the area,
gold plated letters on the portcullis say Bavaria
salt water mote with dolphins and a club of boats
Wilhelm gave a loan but he said he wants a promissory
note
he said, "no more castle shit,
this is for the debt that you owe to the architect,
you are exceeding past your opulence purchasing all those monuments,
spend the cheddar wisely or your crew might plan an 'accident'"
fuck that, turned it down
I'm a king, not a commoner
I should have the things that I want without a monitor
My ministers, declare that I'm insane, they must be jocular
attempting deposition while I purchase Spanish Alcazars!
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7. |
Lovely Oil
02:12
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Lovely Oil, stuck underground
It's blocked out by the bedrock
I know these words are not eloquent, they misinform
But Enigma, they fit you like a glove
You live underground
Reach out through rock
You're seeing years.
Underground,
places a weight (on your back)
high potential
Lovely Oil
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