1. |
Airshow
04:07
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green tattoos those velvet anchors
he's got the hooks
and dodges laborously
ungrateful heirs troubled arms
I'm gonna break the speed of sound
I'm kissing and blowing it
A steady mount not worth notching
yet does so well with no one watching
less empty wind
more diving in
the airshow
I had me once a burning bush
and fanned a trail across the skyline
came to rest in neutral waters
can't wash the guilty stench from me
and mother's girls are primed and promised
to proper folk with throbbing wallets
selecting scarves from family closets
and don't you take my breath away
the airshow
the airshow
amid the flames and violent gasses
you choke and gasp and then it passes
you want to play and fly unscathed
from the airshow
the airshow
the airshow
the airshow
the airshow
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2. |
Boys Boys Boys
05:10
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bluer than blue
duke or citadel
pink greasy palms
from the crown of an infidel
no one's expecting a kiss from an animal
picking the world from it's teeth
the devil said shake
so you bent from decency
legs 'round the neck
so the message would penetrate
skin so soft so stubborn so branded
the horns once they almost sunk in
stunting and fluffing
trick angles and vanity
see your reflection
come skirt my anatomy
yeah it's hard
yeah it's fun
to get fucked when you're down
with nothing left to lose
not a one asked and nobody offering
ready accounts for the hours of mystery
I'd let you go on
if I thought it might interest me
no no more innocent sleep
you thought such knots a feat of mastery
simple bastard
how could you not notice me
rolling my eyes and looking away
sure, everybody wants you
yeah it's fun to pretend
like you're trapped, like you care
and I so badly want to
you thought such knots a feat of mastery
simple bastard
how could you not notice me
stunting and fluffing
trick angles and vanity
see your reflection
come skirt my anatomy
yeah it's hard
yeah it's fun
to get fucked when you're down
with nothing left to lose
and it's sweet and it's nice
to get fooled once or twice
and I so badly want to
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3. |
Anatomy Of A Pig
06:04
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while you cut throguh the world
trimming stakes and hogging chances
one you know is one who waits
full of ham fisted wonder
I've known black and I've known blue
and I feed currents through these hedges
one you touched but never knew
blushed at your name
and now confesses
I saw red and I said
come, it's nothing
though you wouldn't try you tied me up
me up
a body comes a body goes
and still a heart may long to linger
size and survey some moon terrain
and make mistakes and make 'em bigger
oh my pig heart was making eyes at you
greedy words I'm not sure now were true
were true
were true
what comes of sparks upon the break
from such extremes bring on the drowning
a good scout wades and treads for days
for no gold nor silver, brass nor paper
just timid limbs on foreign waters
burning still you float me under stars
I can't see me sleeping where you are
where you are
where you are
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