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the sun is always shining
the dogs are in the kitchen – licking up the chicken
you’re wife is in a mood – the moon has got her itching
and the sun is always shining - your flag is up and flying
the sun it keeps on shining and the rain don’t seem to mind
the pigs are in the pen - being pigs again
they’re rolling round the dirt – flirting with the hens
and the sun is always shining – the moon is high from rising
the sun it keeps on shining and the rain don’t seem to mind
the boys are in the bars – driving fast their cars
driving in the nails - a little bit too far
but the sun it’s always shining – the boys are drunk and smiling
the sun it keeps on shining and the rain don’t seem to mind
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ALLIKNOW RIGHT NOW LOVESGONNA MAKE A FOOLOFME
all i know right now love’s gonna make a fool of me
so tired of bending down and begging her please leave me be
but even though somehow i’m dropped again weak in my knees
i’m compromised 2 vow 2 C true love through faith fully X2
all i know right now love’s gonna make a fool of me
instead of falling down i’m getting up again 2C
my heart so full of doubt but brave 2 bold 2B believed
i’m finally finding out it’s notlove’s fault it’s we air we breathe 4LOV
all i know 4 now • you’re gonna make • a fool of me
safe and sound inside • a mother’s homemade recipe
if i’d make up my mind • by now my soul • would B set free
and floating from above • oh say i’d (la)C what i can C (with love)
all i know right now • love’s gonna • make a fool of me
from down here on my knees • my eyes can see • what i believe
the west has justice won • all change still chained to slavery
still focused on desire while wandering round what really needs (our love)
all i know right now love’s gonna make a fool of me
she’s got me locked somehow my head’s undone without a key
my stomach’s up in knots • she cooks 4 me but i don't eat
in helping of myself • i think to take2 • love sick leave
all i know right now is i’m thinking about calling you
don’t no where you are or whether you’re still feeling blue
trying in my mind to remember to forget how to
instead i find a way into your folded arms a new (i’m missing you)
all i know right now • love’s gonna make a fool of me • she’s cut me off somehow • i’m turning blue • i gasp 2BREATHE • my heart is slowing down • 2KEEP PACE with this change in me
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UGLYDUCKLINGSONG
02:44
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thE UGlY DUCKling (song)
knew by the time the devil gave his answer
the news’dB out by morning prancing in full gloom
knew by now too that evil answers fetch queer questions2
and all fruitless grand standing’s got me planning lunar landings - tothe moon
i placed my hand onto the handle of the driver
head hung low below thresholds they do not dare to double cross me
i smiled at them from peep holes drilled through paper ceilings
holding tight to wants desire what do i need to be me briefly
i washed my hand - s with water i’d been drinking
i took a chance on legs again to balance up and down
a rusted can to boil eggs’d cracked left them leaching
divinely flowing forward up towards some common ground
kept eggs in a paper bags i laid inside a basket
saving UPthe shells to sell come some rainy day
found a pint of sulphur inside a book of matches
turned left to lift the latches before the eggs hatched into snakes
the quacks still hear the drone of a million ugly ducklings flying home
i walked a long the lake twig legged on pins and needles
sun sunk deep in mud my feet were webbed too stuck to run
the sun bright shining drying highlighting all the cheaters
the moon so glowing low bright ivory sliced on the horizon
the quacks still hear the drone of a million ugly ducklings flying home
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the sun is always lying
01:32
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HOtAIRballOON
04:16
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hot air balloon
deflated d reams - my attic holds
blue sky asleep - inside a casket
traces of A fire’s coals
my hot air balloon - and basket
i’m chained in town and growing sick
from dreams i’ve had my plan’s been drawn
school and house in anchored brick
my airship leaves - just after dawn
the buildings fell - a way beneath
the fire breathed - a thankful sigh
the houses seemed - like rooted teeth
below the milky - morning sky
i made it happen in my head
just hopeful illusions of grandeur
those promises that once were said
now dissipate into (the) empty air
my new perspective on the sky
almost makes this world seem kind
i know that i was meant to fly
it’s just t`he way we’re all designed
the clouds are silhouettes in bronze
i’m glad they join me on my way
i’ve always envied vagabonds
for the ease with which they stray
deflated d reams - my attic holds
blue sky asleep - inside a casket
traces of A fire’s coals
my hot air balloon - and basket
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how many times gonna take ya 2CHANGE yer minds
how many votes and how many boats and how many people are we gonna leave a float out on the seas of what we use to believe oh how much more time does it take us to change our minds
how many times can they get away a crook did they make ya take a dip down into the frozen brook how many times will it take you to change your minds oh how much more time will it take ya ta change yer mind
how many junks and how many punks are we gonna let them get the best of what we was
oh how many times does it take ya ta change yer minds how much more time gonna take ya to cahnge yer mind
how many cars and how many scars do we scratch up all the doors with the keys to keep on going oh how many times does it take us to change our minds
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my one good deed today
02:55
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MY ONE GOOD DEED TODAY
FIND A PENNY - PICK IT UP
ALL DAY LONG IT BRINGS GOOD LUCK
IF ONLY LUCK WERE SOMETHING YOU COULD FIND
TAKE A PENNY FROM YOUR POCKET
FIND A PLACE TO SAFELY LOCK IT
SAVE IT ‘TIL THERE IS A RAINY DAY
WHEN THE RAIN does finally come down
YOU’LL HAVE ME TO STILL DEPEND ON
hope YOU KNOW THAT THERE’S NO RAIN
THAT DON’T END in a SUNNY DAY
WHEN THE RAIN IS COMING DOWN
imagine HOPE’S A WILTING FLOWER
DROP A PENNY IN THE GUTTER
LEAVE IT FOR SOME BUM TO PICK UP
DONE YOU ARE YOUR ONE GOOD DEED TODAY
MAKE A WISH THEN WISH IT WELL
take your time cuz time does tell
WHAT REALLY WAS IMPORTANT AFTER ALL
fake my brain and try to stop it
stop it from what’s got to happen
a lonely light too blind to see
the way that things suppose to be
it doesn’t matter what goes around
the sun’s just gone inside a cloud
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head towards the setting sun
blue days are the rain in prayer a fragrant stare
OUT int o the street
and friends to meet the summer heat alight with joie de vivre
sometimes the world seems fine it’s 5to 9
the plot is thickening and spring is in the air
police R everywhere
fine dining on their dime
so to be kind means you(‘ll) have to spring
for something but what comes to(in) mind
your business is nothing
i know the way things go how things unfold
the young grow old the grass grows green in spring
i know ‘cuz i was told that life’s a dream
a summer’s eve too hot for sleep
a heavy sigh down deep
true love (has)no where to go it’s up above
a fly/cloud against a sunny day so many plans
to fly away (towards the sun)
i wait for (the)wild days to come the sun to glow
and shine down on us all
an open road we’re walking long towards the setting sun
and so after all these years the fear bewilders
future seers of holy worlds filled with gears that turn
to put us all at ease with rhythms to over come
blue days are the rain in prayer a fragrant stare
OUT int o the street
and friends to meet the summer heat alight with joie de vivre
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susana alternate take
02:44
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SUSANA
susana susana
i hardly got to know ya
i really wanted to
susana i bet you meant to get to know me too
susana bring you back again – back again
susana is it only fear - that makes me feel - i need to be your friend
susana susana
i saw you were not moving
to where the blessed do
susana god bless us both just for being you
susana i’m moving back to you - back to you
susana i’m moving back to be - the lonely soul - i always am
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greg's song
02:34
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GREG’S SONG
i was on my way by daybreak, the wet road had unraveled
the cars and smog were causing hours of clogs in people’s power
the moon that lit my way became the sun come beating down
the dawn the light that made it day, though light was leaking out
i promised i would compromise, i stumbled to get up
my friends were all the butchers now, their hands a tarnished cup
my prayers were weak from questioning trying to bridge the gap
the bible’s weathered leather riding monkeys on my back
my prayers had all got wet when the rain was coming down
the clowns were dancing jigs and juggling chainsaws for the crowd
i slit the jester’s throat with thread – i’d planned to stitch him up
the rafters filled with laughter - my cup was filling up
my limbs had all crawled back to me a little weary for the rain
they passed about a pitcher of elixir for the sane
got graced a dog’s deliverance, i drowned the night’s last round
and stumbled back to what before i thought i’d figured out
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i look the other way
02:09
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the tortoise and my hair Guelph, Ontario
diary of a decomposing dog
this diary on this scary day is one of warmth again and
play i am not going to say what my feeling really is in fact it’s just a lark that i have any at all no one’s left to listen, no one ever has, my bed’s been made un-wizened so been judged to be the best, but somehow just one wrinkle in my head is always left.
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