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1. |
Sycamore Sally
03:59
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Sycamore Sally was singing a song
ocean to ocean as she travels along
combing vermouth from the acrobat sun
and chasing the sailors with a whiskey sweet tongue
oh Sycamore Sally
yo ho!
Sycamore Sally
yo ho!
Sycamore Sally
yo ho!
when she was young she was firey and wet
under her dress were a thousand sunsets
I remember once before world war one
she took me out to the woods just for fun
she was a pheonix back then
before the roar of the ocean died
her eyes were wells of sex and sky
she's chasing the sailors with a whiskey sweet tongue
oh Sycamore Sally
yo ho!
Sycamore Sally
yo ho!
Sycamore Sally
yo ho!
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2. |
American Backyard
01:40
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We're in Paris
We're in Greece
We're in Brussels
We're at the beach
We're all alone on a balcony
drinking from the moon
We're in town
we're out west
we are nowhere
your in a dress
its baby blue
and I love the way it goes with your eyes
Oh me oh my
its OK
just as long as the piano doesn't break
we can dance through the ruins
we can dance on our graves
Oh my oh please would you dance with me
to a junkyard jig or a symphony
I really don't care
just as long as we're in love
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3. |
Backyard Baby
04:22
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Sometimes I like to go outside
in the backyard is oh so fine
maybe sit and read a book
then again maybe I'll cook
something special on the grill
or Tom Collins on the porch
surprise my love with smores
or do something I've never done before
ah ha ha ha haaaaa
I'm in the backyard again
Oh yes it is so very nice
watching the birds and bugs fly around
trees and grass are super green
and nothing ever seems this clean
I sit down and wonder why
or have a talk with father time
knock the birdie over the net
or push you on the swing set
ah ha ha ha haaaaaaa
I'm in the backyard again
ah ha ha ha haaaaaaa
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4. |
Brooklyn Bridge
03:48
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Wake up Matilda
the water spilt
the coffee is on
the plants never wilt
still wearing the clothes that we wore the night before
Open your hands a tiny umbrella
stick it into your waffles
I got just enough to get me where I need to go
we don't know
where we're going
but thats all right
no we don't know
where we're going
and we haven't got a clue
but thats all right
singing nananananana
put on your shoes
and put on your belt
the pillow case is coughing a swell
I don't wanna think
I just wanna feel all right
there are some glasses on the table
dirty and clean
our faces were new
but the day was the same
we're waiting to wait for a train to the city
we don't know
where we're going
but thats all right
no we don't know
where we're going
and we haven't got a clue
but thats all right
singing nananananana
but there's no
reason why
we can't become
just like the sun
exploding with light
all of the time
it's dark all around
we can hear the sound
the universe made when it was born
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5. |
Lucky Me
03:16
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Lucky me
lucky me
I got you
I got everything I need
lucky me
lucky me
lucky me
I got songs that I can sing
I got things that I don't need
lucky me
eight winters later
you still hold my name
I kept all that you gave me
in jars filled with rain water
oh
there's nothing wrong
in the whole wide world
darlin
lucky me
lucky me
I got you
I got everything I need
lucky me
lucky me
lucky me
I got friends and we have drinks
I got shoes on my feet
lucky me
a trip to the city
with no hands or gauge
just and eye for the night lights
and a tongue for the turn styles
oh
theres nothing wrong
in the whole wide world
darlin
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6. |
Peace Baby
01:28
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peace baby
peace baby
peace baby
peace baby
peace baby
peace baby
peace baby
peace baby
peace baby
peace baby
peace baby
I just can't stop laughing
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7. |
Bo Roozi
03:45
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We're in Paris
We're in Greece
We're in Brussels
We're at the beach
We're all alone on a balcony
drinking from the moon
We're in town
we're out west
we are nowhere
your in a dress
its baby blue
and I love the way it goes with your eyes
Oh me oh my
its OK
just as long as the piano doesn't break
we can dance through the ruins
we can dance on our graves
Oh my oh please would you dance with me
to a junkyard jig or a symphony
I really don't care
just as long as we're in love
we're in stores
buying things
making spoons into rings
we are just laughing
like the ocean used to do
we're in Berlin
we're in New York
we're on the corner
writing on our clothes
we are just fine
let's have another cigarette
Oh me oh my
its OK
just as long as the piano doesn't break
we can dance through the ruins
we can dance on our graves
Oh my oh please would you dance with me
to a junkyard jig or a symphony
I really don't care
just as long as we're in love
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8. |
Sir Real
03:41
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Sir real
Sir real
Sir real
Sir real
he's not a man
he's not machine
he's a full plate of silver screen
finger nails painted
magazine
I'd like to ask him so many things
what's life like
in between?
everything and nothing
where do you come from?
outer space?
or someplace that we've forgotten
everything's so real
everything's so real
everything's so real
everything's so real
with a star littered mouth he told me
forget your writhing worry
with a swooning
and a plea
my vision was swinging from a tree
struts like a silver cannon
laughs like a million bubbles
everything's so very real
everything's so real
everything's so real
everything's for real
everything's so real
struts like a silver cannon
laughs like a million bubbles
everything's so very real
when you don't know how you feel
this is Sir Real
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9. |
Sirens and Sailors
03:50
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We pretend we're in movies
without any names
and with stretchers and rifles
we toil for fame
in significant battles
friends just fall off the frame
and the last flares been shot
but nobody came calling
so we buried remains
we divided the rations
and made fires in the rain
just to spite our misfortune
that we've all been mispaced
and all the bets were called off
because there's no more room
on the ocean floor
for rusting victory
all ambitions have a price they say
and the legends, they play for keeps
can't you hear all the sirens singing
ahhhhhhhhh
what do you want
what do you want
what do you want
don't cry
there's a blue sky
waiting for you
on the other side
now the smoke has been lifted
and the anchor is broke
all our thoughts were arrested
by some silhouette hope
that stood under creased stars in the dark
singing in a falsetto choke
you are on your way home
when we look back at pictures
filled with powder and ghosts
we believe in our houses
our beds and overcoats
the mistakes of our fathers
no longer pierce our bones
and I can kiss you good night
because there's no more room
on the ocean floor
for rusting victory
all ambitions have a price they say
and the legends, they play for keeps
can't you hear all the sirens singing
ahhhhhhhhh
what do you want
what do you want
what do you want
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10. |
Wraiths
03:45
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reaching out from tower halls
waiting for anyone to call
echoes in their hearts because
they don't have no one to love
and your just walking along
minding your own business
working all day long on a smile
to wear for someone else
telling you lies
they been telling you lies
guess they don't want friends
telling you lies
they been telling you lies
still you act so surprised
now your on your own again
telling jokes to make new friends
then you get to where it starts
then you look in your blue heart
and all you find is a rusty clock
a few broken teeth and a ripped up sheet
and no one knows what happened to you
or how to spell your full name
you've been telling lies
you've been telling lies
guess you don't want friends
you've been telling lies
you've been telling lies
still you act so surprised
oh
your telling lies
telling lies
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11. |
Around Again
03:27
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I was a boy
now I'm a man
and I don't know if I know what that means
it's not what you say
it's not what you do
maybe I just need some sleep
or maybe I need something to eat
these cigarettes can only last me so long
but yeah let's go around again
let's go around again
what the hell
oh yeah
let's go around again
let's go around again
and the world keeps turning
yeah lets go around again
let's go around again
until we don't want any more
give me a kiss
give me a five
give me the apple you got in your eye
I always want more
I want something free
but I don't want it for free
the more I look at the world
the smaller everything seems to be to me
I have to shrink just to fit inside of it
inside of it oh yeah
let's go around again
let's go around again
what the hell
oh yeah
let's go around again
let's go around again
and the world keeps turning
yeah lets go around again
let's go around again
until we don't want any more
swing me swing me
like a baby bird
oh swing me
like a baby bird
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12. |
The Renaissance
04:00
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Our world is burning out
it's burning out
it's burning out
our heads are burning out
they're burning out
they're burning out
our world is burning out
it's burning out
it's burning out
our heads are burning down
they're burning down
they're burning down
what will you do
while the world is burning out
it's burning out
take my hand and we'll burn out
we're burning out
we're burning out
Our world is burning out
it's burning out
it's burning out
the cinders leave blisters in my hands
all I taste is ash
some idiot built me a model
I burnt it down
our world is burning out
it's burning out
it's burning out
our cigarettes are burning out
they're burning out
they're burning out
light a torch and burn it out
and burn it out
and burn it out
forget your name they'll burn it down
they'll burn it down
they'll burn it down
watch the clouds they're burning out
they're burning out
they're burning out
our world is burning out
it's burning out
it's burning out
etc.
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13. |
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Sycamore Sally was singing a song
ocean to ocean as she travels along
combing vermouth from the acrobat sun
and chasing the sailors with a whiskey sweet tongue
oh Sycamore Sally
yo ho!
Sycamore Sally
yo ho!
Sycamore Sally
yo ho!
when she was young she was firey and wet
under her dress were a thousand sunsets
I remember once before world war one
she took me out to the woods just for fun
she was a pheonix back then
before the roar of the ocean died
her eyes were wells of sex and sky
she's chasing the sailors with a whiskey sweet tongue
oh Sycamore Sally
yo ho!
Sycamore Sally
yo ho!
Sycamore Sally
yo ho!
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14. |
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Wake up Matilda
the water spilt
the coffee is on
the plants never wilt
still wearing the clothes that we wore the night before
Open your hands a tiny umbrella
stick it into your waffles
I got just enough to get me where I need to go
we don't know
where we're going
but thats all right
no we don't know
where we're going
and we haven;t got a clue
but thats all right
singing nananananana
put on your shoes
and put on your belt
the pillow case is coughing a swell
I don't wanna think
I just wanna feel all right
there are some glasses on the table
dirty and clean
our faces were new
but the day was the same
we're waiting to wait for a train to the city
we don't know
where we're going
but thats all right
no we don't know
where we're going
and we haven;t got a clue
but thats all right
singing nananananana
but there's no
reason why
we can't become
just like the sun
exploding with light
all of the time
it's dark all around
we can hear the sound
the universe made when it was born
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15. |
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Sometimes I like to go outside
in the backyard is oh so fine
maybe sit and read a book
then again maybe I'll cook
something special on the grill
or Tom Collins on the porch
surprise my love with smores
or do something I've never done before
ah ha ha ha haaaaa
I'm in the backyard again
Oh yes it is so very nice
watching the birds and bugs fly around
trees and grass are super green
and nothing ever seems this clean
I sit down and wonder why
or have a talk with father time
knock the birdie over the net
or push you on the swing set
ah ha ha ha haaaaaaa
I'm in the backyard again
ah ha ha ha haaaaaaa
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16. |
Bo Roozi (2017 remix)
03:49
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We're in Paris
We're in Greece
We're in Brussels
We're at the beach
We're all alone on a balcony
drinking from the moon
We're in town
we're out west
we are nowhere
your in a dress
its baby blue
and I love the way it goes with your eyes
Oh me oh my
its OK
just as long as the piano doesn't break
we can dance through the ruins
we can dance on our graves
Oh my oh please would you dance with me
to a junkyard jig or a symphony
I really don't care
just as long as we're in love
we're in stores
buying things
making spoons into rings
we are just laughing
like the ocean used to do
we're in Berlin
we're in New York
we're on the corner
writing on our clothes
we are just fine
let's have another cigarette
Oh me oh my
its OK
just as long as the piano doesn't break
we can dance through the ruins
we can dance on our graves
Oh my oh please would you dance with me
to a junkyard jig or a symphony
I really don't care
just as long as we're in love
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17. |
Experimenting (B-side)
00:58
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18. |
Momma (B-side)
00:30
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momma
I love you so
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19. |
Five Years (B-side)
02:19
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You are my home
my heart collects
the light from all the stars between our sunken heads
our bed is warm
you make it so
you make the days go on for me
you'll never know
what you do to me
throw my eyes into the fire
every time you wear that dress
my chest glows red
it makes the days go on for me
it makes the days go on for me
wanna hold you close all the time
wanna dance with til the music's dead
wanna give you everything
give you my name
give you a ring
wanna give you this song
on our anniversary
it may be luck
or something in our eyes
either way we found each other that night
ever sense then
you've owned my head
and made the days go on for me
you made the days go on for me
you made the days go on
for me
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