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Family Folk
02:10
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Little boy bear with your short black hair
You can shed it anywhere you please
Little boy bear with your big black stare
Come and share a meal with me
La la la la la
Little pussycat I want to be where you're at
Let me into your dreams
Have a chat, show me tit from the tat
And show me where the flowers be
La la la la la
Little wolfman you're the leader of a clan
Your pack is looking pretty queer
Head out the sand but no wiff of a plan
You need a nip on the ear
La la la la la
You're my family folk
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2. |
Waves
02:56
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It will probably be
That I can't properly speak
It will probably be
I get my words all muddled up
Just like the days of the week
So please don't let the waves crash down on me
It'll probably be
But let's wait and see
It will probably be
That I can't properly see
It will probably be
Vision like a prison
Keeping you from me
So please don't let the waves crash down on me
It'll probably be
But let's wait and see
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3. |
Birds
01:21
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I hear the birds singing
I hear the birds singing little songs
I see the birds flying
I see the birds fly back to the sun
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4. |
Dumb
04:26
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I've been mulling it over
But I can't get the words to leave my mouth
I've been thinking about her
But the adjectives just won't come out
La la la la la la la la
I've been mulling it over
But I can't get the words to leave my tongue
I wish I could shout out
Then maybe I wouldn't feel so dumb
Dumb dumb dumb
La la la la la la la la
I've been mulling it over
But I can't get the words to leave my throat
I've been down for days now
I wish I'd stop sinking and start to float
La la la la la la la la
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5. |
Siblings
02:18
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Hey, little brother
The future's yours
Tell me what's the trouble
In kicking down the door
Hey, little sister
I heard you like to draw
Got an artist in you
Go and draw some more
Ohhhhh
Hey, little brother
The future's yours
Tell me what's the trouble
In kicking down the door
Hey hey, mother
You're my only one
Never get another
Should have been a better son
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6. |
Web
01:06
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Little fingers on a metal web
Touching all the buttons in your head
Try it now or you might end up dead
Little fingers sitting on a web
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7. |
Home
02:51
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I like my home by the sea
I aint ever gonna catch no travelling bug
Tell me places you've been
My head just shakes and my shoulders shrug
Oh no
I live by the sea
But I aint no beach bum no
The waves feed my nightmares
I block out the sun
I like my home by the sea
I aint ever gonna travel no worn out trail
I turn on the TV
And sit on the sofa while you set sail
Oh no
I live by the sea
But I aint no beach bum no
The waves feed my nightmares
I block out the sun
I like my home by the sea
I aint ever gonna catch no travelling bug
Tell me places you've been
But I like to stay close to where I grew up
Oh no
I live by the sea
But I aint no beach bum no
The waves feed my nightmares
I block out the sun
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8. |
Milligrams
03:21
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Citalopram got a plan for me
That's what the doctor told me
Once a day and I'll be free
One day without it and I'm on my knees
Citalopram
Twenty milligrams
Citalopram
I'm not a fan
Of yours, no
Of yours, no
Citalopram I don't worry no more
Ignore the thoughts knocking at my door
I'm not quite sure that I'd say I'm cured
You just leave me wanting more and more
Citalopram
Twenty milligrams
Citalopram
I'm not a fan
Of yours, no
Of yours, no
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9. |
Bread and Breakfast 2
02:18
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I woke up late in the morning today
Dressed myself in yesterday's clothes
There's a hole in my head somewhere
Hate to see where it goes
Bread for my stomach
Tea fights the cold
Hate to say I love it, darling
But it never gets old
I woke up late in the morning today
Dressed myself in yesterday's clothes
There's a hole in my head somewhere
Hate to see where it goes
Bread for my stomach
Tea fights the cold
Hate to say I love it, darling
But it never gets old
I woke up late in the morning today
Dressed myself in yesterday's clothes
There's a hole in my head somewhere
I bet you'd like to see where it goes
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10. |
Thoughts
02:09
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I'm gonna drink until I'm drunk
And forget the thoughts that I thunk
I'm gonna sink until I've sunk
And pass out underneath the junk
La la la la
I'm gonna bring what I brought
And seek out what I sought
And I'll try to catch a thought
And sit and ponder on what I've caught
La la la la
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11. |
Breathe
03:02
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The doctor told me to spit my soul into the paper
That she held in her hand
If I do it today then maybe later
I can get my head out the sand
I'm sitting here hoping
They don't cut me open
You won't like what's underneath
I hope I get a chance to breathe
The doctor told me I got to keep up with my treatment
To have a fighting chance
If I do it then maybe on the weekend
I can even go out and dance
I'm sitting here hoping
They don't cut me open
You won't like what's underneath
I hope I get a chance to breathe
Na na na na
The doctor told me to stpit my soul into the paper
That she held in her hand
If I do it today then maybe later
I can find myself in another land
I'm sitting here hoping
They don't cut me open
You won't like what's underneath
I hope I get a chance to breathe
Na na na na
You won't like what's underneath
I hope I get a chance to breathe
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12. |
I'm Getting Better
00:55
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Had a conversation with a stranger today
After the exchange we went our seperate ways
Didn't have to think about what to say
Rolled right off my tongue without advice from my brain
I'm getting better
I was so fed up before
I'm getting much better
Checked myself right over and up and away I began to soar
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13. |
Warm My Bones
02:48
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I want to feel your skin on my skin
And the touch of your teeth upon my lips
I want to feel your heart beating
With my ear to your chest so I can hear when it skips
You can warm my bones up tonight
We won't pick our phones up tonight
You can warm my bones up tonight
And I don't have to be a grown-up tonight
I want to taste your skin
And feel your teeth upon my lips
I want to feel your heart beating faster and faster
As I take a trip between your hips
You can warm my bones up tonight
We won't pick our phones up tonight
You can warm my bones up tonight
And we can play grown-ups tonight
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14. |
Pineapple Rings
04:00
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I close my eyes
It's time for sleeping
But what's the use?
Cool side of the pillow isn't cool enough for me
I'm tired of staying awake with the blues
Pineapple rings are in my eyes
I'm not getting to sleep tonight
Green and purple and yellow, what a sight
Pretty patterns burning my eyes all night
Close my eyes
Ignore the alarm ringing
I need more than a snooze
The world woke up long ago
But I get up when I choose
Pineapple rings are in my eyes
I'm not getting to sleep tonight
Green and purple and yellow, what a sight
Pretty patterns burning my eyes all night
Let the black hole swallow your eyes
Let the black hole swallow your eyes
Let the black hole swallow your eyes
Keep them closed until the sunrise
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Mouthless / Louis Palfrey Ramsgate, UK
Experimental beats, noise and psych by Mouthless / Louis Palfrey. I try hard not to repeat myself. Consistency is
pointless.
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