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Weather Balloon
04:03
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Our earth is a weather balloon
a fickle lover to a pale blue moon
a shiny green beetle trapped in the sun spider's net
a super-fried ape's last cigarette
so smoke, smoke, smoke your neighbors
and smo-o-o-oke your friends
and all your days will be so rich and gay until
their untimely end
your life is a liver at work
a poison filter from the sky to dirt
and when you die you'll be locked in a cedar wood box
so the devil can't leak out while you rot
and then you'll fly away upward
to where the magical baby bird people sing
while down below everyone else you know
will have a pile of shit in which you can rub their nose
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2. |
Bitter Vein
03:17
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the bottom fell out of the clouds today
and the rain came down like a mirror
one big sheet and it shattered on the ground
now there's seven years of bad luck all over this town
it's collection time on all of your debts
and you can't get by just talkin'
your smile don't work and your car don't start
and your doors ain't keepin' you alone
no not even if you lock 'em
not even if you lock 'em
CHORUS:
when you're tapped in to
that bitter vein
just about anything
feels good
the sun tried shinin' on a lost boy's eyes
they reflected oh so pretty
but it's cold behind them golden shores
and the sweet light wasn't nothin' more
than they're own damn wishin'
'cause they just don't listen
so wish on your candles, pray to your god,
cry for your mama, put a dollar on the bar
it feels like breathin' but the only good feelin'
ain't a gamble is a sin
so I think I'll play it safe and get a gin
take the devil for a spin
CHORUS
for some the morning brings another day
but all it does for me
is shine an ugly light around the room that I've been hiding in
so now I'll take the easy way
yeah, that gets harder every day
but I ain't here to fix myself
I'm just tryin' to blind these eyes from hell
CHORUS
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3. |
Freaks
06:56
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All of the boys want to kiss the girls
all of the girls, they are secretly aligned
but mother; ever sober; won't let Suzy Q stay over
and Henry's yet to find his Alibi
Dreams are the vessels for your nasty thoughts
they'll turn you in to sinners whether you want them too or not
so every time they slumber the children are encumbered
with visions of desire
rotten with denial
La-dee-da-dee-dum
darlings... come in
have a seat with the whole wide world
everybody 'round now - open wide
darlings – take a look inside
you'll see
we're all an awful mess
all of the girls are a bit confused
father Tim says boys have the only bits they'll use
but something about Mandy makes Suzy Q quite randy
whene'er she hands the rosary around
all of the boys like a playful touch
the shape of who's reciprocating doesn't matter much
and after centuries of dress up still the older boys can't fess up
that the stirring in their loins
is just a part of being born
La-dee-da-dee-dum
darlings... come in
have a seat with the whole wide world
everybody 'round now - open wide
darlings – take a look inside
you'll see
we're all just fucking freaks
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4. |
Walk Me to the Shore
03:10
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Trouble
03:43
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I've been relying on my bruises
Defined my edges against skies of gray
but now my worries are all far away
the sky is clear, and I begin to fade
Once I believed in paradise
A place where I would never feel no pain
A state of mind I'd never have to change
but now it all looks all right, and I begin to fade
CHORUS:
Trouble... I need you
I don't know what I am but I ain't nothin'
without these blues
I've heard a million happy endings
I've seen the good guys win, I've seen the bad guys pay but know I never read that final page
'cause in that sunset ride I begin to fade
CHORUS
Somewhere there's heaven for the hopeless
a place where we can all still wax and wane
a place where cloudy skies can still bring rain
so in my shaken faith I clasp my hands and pray I pray for
CHORUS
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6. |
The Gods are Made of Mud
06:13
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born in to a bastard world
where god knew not the mother
and he told you it's no other
than the prince of theives who spread his loins
so plant your flags
and mint your coins
call everything you see your own
I'll be back to check on you
when the dirt that you call home has swallowed you
The gods are made of mud
you're made of mud
I'm made of mud
and your ancestors are between my toes
when you die you'll be a rotten mess
and in your final rest
your flesh will be the soil in which
my garden grows
and every eve at dinner
I'll be nibblin'
on your bones
your flaming wreck will boil my tea
and your cancer
be the butter on my toast
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7. |
Red Hot, Cold Blue
06:51
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whistlin' in the autumn breeze
eyes as red as autumn leaves
a dirtbag in the autumn streets
he walked in and he asked for me
a homegrown catastrophe
from thirty yards you'll hear the bastard breathe
and he'll gut you with a stare
CHORUS:
red hot
cold blue
top hat
home brewed
blown like brass
and break like glass
frozen solid
and meltin' fast
listerene in a brandy snifter
lookin' like a church's hobo dinner
he'll drown your words in a chocolate river
lamp light on the army faces
a veteran of the average hazes
split his head just to get off basic
reproachful revery
CHORUS
spilled blood over foggy diamonds
spent six long years a blind one
rolled up on a jail asylum
triple sevens are like regicide
you lose the grit and lose the testifyin'
a busy road and a lonely mind
point a finger, beg a dime
CHORUS
run along... sleep now...
CHORUS
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8. |
It's Everywhere
04:10
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Once upon a time in a calm little town a little boy found a hole in the ground
in the hole in the ground there was a little blue seed with speckles of brown and speckles of green he took the blue seed back to his house. He put it in dirt and he watered it down
in a couple of days there was a strange little vine growing up to his mouth and in to his mind
tentacled dreams swam in the night; purple and red with chameleon eyes
he work in the morn with roots in his shoes, bark on his tongue, and sap in his lungs
the school bus came and he walked on board with a trail behind of little blue spores
the little blue spores spread over the seat, out of the bus, and in to the street
the dusting of blue all over the town began to take root and infested the ground
prismatic pods sprouted out of the vines and a terrible sound bellowed out of their sides
when the terrible sound reached anyone's ears in front of their eyes came terrible fears
from the terrible fears they ran to the boy
where they stopped and they stared
and with a chorus of noise
in a synchronous voice
they sang
“hey little boy... what do you see... now that you're a part of me?”
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9. |
Bare Bones
04:34
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god knows why
I left my silver rifle on the shelf
left my baby to the wolves
I'd send her off to heaven
but the boat was full
now I'm on my own
I'm just bare bones
my pockets are in shambles
and my demons never sleep
all the money tucked between my cushions
spits and whines
for quick release
as a cold wind blows
I'm just bare bones
CHORUS:
god made feet for walking
god made eyes for lookin' back but that's just jesus talkin'
and them holy hands
they never count the stack
Mama always said that she knew best
Papa's words were hot and dry
but all that along with no prophet's song ever touched my ears
lord knows they tried
now my sin's alone
I'm just bare bones
I'm followed by a man with rubber legs
his eyes are as hard as iron
all the diamonds in his sleeve
they spill out next to me
'what do we have here?
you think I don't know?
now you just bare bones'
CHORUS
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10. |
Scarlet Hills
04:34
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when hell gets bitter cold I'll just build myself a lover
but I'll need another soul to light the fire
so I'll go searching with the Devil in the world up above
and if I get just one I think I'll be alright
but him, he likes to pack 'em in tight
'cause he doesn't like bein' lonely
he wants the whole world around
temptation is just circumstance
go ask him for yourself he's in the scarlet hills
where the sun goes down
CHORUS:
in the scarlet hills
where the sun goes down
and in the morning sky bubbles up from beneath the ground
that's where I'm goin'
where time starts flowin'
in the scarlet hills
where the sun goes down
I've got a mess of little wishes
and a field full of crickets
but the sky is too bright for the stars
so I'll write out my desires in the Hollywood style
letters on the bluff
a message for the cars
and maybe one will wind up in my old home town
and tell them all I'd love to see them
but I've gotta make my way
to the scarlet hills
where the sun goes down
CHORUS
when your face
is lined with corduroy
and looking dearer than our own blue sky
and you still have bits of sleep around your eyes
there's your chance
to be the cherry of my heartache
there's your chance to be the shaper of my clouds
and if you want I could go purple over you
before the light can make it through
the scarlet hills
where the sun goes down
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11. |
To Find the Lost
05:43
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I'm not the captain; I just took your solid ground and set it drifting
I'm not the hunter; Ijust want to see the beast with my own eyes
I've no illusions that these matches will last until the morning
but I could live a thousand years between the sulfur and the coal
the only way I know to find the lost
is to be lost
oh what I've lost
what I've let pass by
it seems the walls around this world are solid only if I push against them
but if I close my eyes - if I turn my back – I feel them slip away
and when the substance and the pulse lie exposed I know you're standing there
so close
that I could almost recognize you with my foolish waking eyes
I told you that I loved you when the world was fading fast and there were sweet dreams
I wanted you to have
but know the end has been pushed back
and I wish that I had waited
'til you asked
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12. |
Burn it Down
05:44
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I like to swim at the bottom of the barrel
I like to sleep in hidey-holes and barroom stalls
I like to hear the piano playing
in the bloody lidded dawn
I like to wake up with the Devil
and drink him 'til he's gone
the queen is drunk
and someone armed the pawns
The truth, they say
is an acquired taste
a vice I've never thought to own
there is no clean air left
so we filter it through cigarettes
while the gambler's mercy
keeps us brined and fed
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