1. |
Fish
02:37
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Fish are swimming in the sea,
they're swimming up to me.
Fish are swimming in the sea,
swimming up to the sun and me.
Why, Why.
Fish are hiding in the reef,
they're hiding under rings.
Fish are hiding in the reef,
hiding under rings from me.
Why, Why.
Fish are small and blue,
they're flipping up and jumping over bottles for you.
Fish are small and blue,
flipping up and jumping over bottles in the reef for you.
Why, Why, Why.
Why, are you such a bad influence on me?
Why, are you such a bad influence on me?
You are a fish, a stupid little fish,
you are a fish.
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2. |
Bread
04:35
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I can't make it out,
the pink and the yellow expression.
I feel like a bread,
but with- but I can't leaven.
I don't know what you mean,
I don't know what you mean about me.
You look like a mole,
little beady eyes and fish bowl glasses.
Turtlenecks and cigarettes,
straight A pig in your resentment classes.
*chorus*
You're just a little cub,
smoking stop signs in the mirror.
Don't make that face at me,
you are the killer.
*chorus*
I feel you, and I wonder if I,
am a good one.
I see you, and I think about why,
you're a good one.
And I know, I'm pretty sure we're gonna have a good time.
I don't know what you mean,
I don't know what you mean about me.
I don't know who you see,
La-la-la
I don't know what you mean,
I don't know what you mean about me.
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3. |
Let Me Alone
03:32
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How 'bout that,
let me alone if you're okay.
'Cause I am, 'cause I am.
It's no big deal,
the way you feel is the way I feel.
We're a match,
so let it burn and we can all relax.
Like I am, like I am.
It's a waste,
all this blood to build this place.
A rotting shack,
we can't pretend it's more than that.
Like I've been, like I've been.
Give me a moment, to laugh with you again.
Give me a loan on, the love you used to bring.
Give me a moment to breathe.
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4. |
Turtles
03:39
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Turtles of my mind, they come up to the shine, yeah.
They come up from the brine, they're reading up their lines, yeah.
Oh my Tenafore, Tenafore.
Turtles laze in sun, they breathing haze in their lungs, yeah.
They come up from the mud, and put the light on their tongues, yeah.
*chorus*
Turtles take me, on the rainy days and days
and days and days and days.
Turtles wake me, from the make believe
and please will someone say they're wrong.
Turtles of my mind, they come up to the shine, yeah.
They come up from the brine, they're reading up on their minds.
*chorus*
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5. |
Jenna Morgan
04:03
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Jenna Morgan, I look in your one eye.
I want to see whats behind,
behind the little door.
So open up, and let me in, I just want to know you.
Ah-ah makes me want to scream.
Ah-ah makes me want to puke.
Jenna Morgan, I heard you have buck teeth,
well that doesn't matter to me.
I think they're really cool,
so if you'd like, and if you're down, I'll catch you after school.
*chorus*
Jenna Morgan, there's grass stains on your shirt,
I'll tell you for what it's worth.
There's a flower in my head,
and it will cry and spit until I'm motherfucking dead.
*chorus*
You led me down,
deep dark and underground.
To somewhere clean,
where it's just you and me.
Too dark to see,
but I can smell everything.
Don't be too loud,
deep dark and underground.
Jenna Morgan, I look in your two eyes,
and I feel something sublime.
I look inside my room,
and what I see, is what I see, and what I see is you.
*chorus*
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6. |
You Seem Like a Fool
02:09
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7. |
Act 2: Scene 1
05:39
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Grab a map and get back, get back,
and grab a map and get back, get back.
Oh, can't you see the stars in the sky?
They twinkle and fade, as we float away.
What do you think that we will find,
when we sail across the world?
I'll take that map of mine,
and delve into that cove.
What are you doing here,
creeping in my home?
Here in the hall of spiders,
rotting amongst the bones.
I'll cut you into ribbons,
sink beneath the weeds,
send you down to Satan,
at the bottom of the sea.
That's what I'll do,
Yeah, that's what I'll do.
Please Mister Ghoul,
let us go away,
we didn't mean to make you mad,
we wanna live another day,
so will you please, let us leave?
You thought there was treasure here,
hiding in the dark.
Do you see any gold
glinting in the sparks?
There's just salt and empty shells,
hear the tolling of your bell.
Write your testament if you dare,
and come and join the hair.
The children held a single candle
in the small pool of light
they could see their hands
white as snow.
What ever was in the darkness,
wouldn't let them go.
So they closed their eyes,
and began to sing.
Grab a map and get back, get back,
and grab a map and get back, get back.
Oh, can't you see the stars in the sky?
They twinkle and fade, as we drift away.
(Sail the ocean blue)
(Sail with me and you)
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8. |
Former Friends
03:34
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The bird outside it's cage.
Reminds me.
My dying centipede.
Am I truly free?
Former friends, a little bit of talk to make amends.
I'll plug in my ps2.
I dropped by your place.
I've got Klonoa 2.
Since I'm here anyway.
*Chorus*
I've got my seashell head.
You've got a brain in your head.
I've got a magazine.
We can read it up in the highest tree.
*Chorus*
So I'm driving to Turkmenistan,
so I can hang out with all my friends.
But will we make amends?
I don't know how long it's been.
*Chorus*
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9. |
Flies on Your Skin
01:58
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Fill my head with blocks of lead,
I need to survive.
I want you to die, so I,
can see the flies on your skin.
Fill my head with blocks of lead,
I want you to die.
I want to see the flies,
crawling under your skin.
Go to sleep and let your hair,
dream of the dark.
A masquerade remark,
can put a stop to the rot.
And I will go out to sea,
and you will follow me,
follow me down and out to that dream.
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10. |
A Kid
03:43
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I've been a kid before, back when I was born,
the streets are all wrong and the magazines are gone,
but I've been a kid before.
I've been a kid before, saw the crap du jour,
I guess I miss it now, but it's faded anyhow,
I've been a kid before.
I was a child for a while, my mom would make me smile
I'd watch cartoons and saw faces on the moon,
I was a child for a while.
I was a child for a while, my dad would make me smile
I'd eat mac n cheese with spider bites on my knees,
I was a child for a while.
Screw you, the mystic mad erratic.
Ruby lights on the mathlete acrobatic.
Silly words that silly creatures keep underneath,
are you green?
I guess I was a teenager, but it must have happened later.
I can't recall if I were or not at all,
I guess I was a teenager.
I guess I was a teenager, a bitter alligator.
Waiting for the bus, sitting counting all my luck,
I guess I was a teenager.
Am I a full grown man? It doesn't seem I am.
I am running scared, from the monsters under there,
am I a full grown man?
Am I a full grown man? Make a life with my bare hands.
Grinding down my feet, 'til I meet little me,
am I a full grown man?
Screw you, the mystic mad erratic.
Ruby lights on the mathlete acrobatic.
Silly words that silly creatures keep underneath,
are you green?
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11. |
Domovoy
03:49
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I made some soup,
for my little pet.
I know I can't see it
just yet.
I saw them move,
I saw them take a bite,
I saw them drink it down,
without any fight.
Bring me,
a handkerchief some bread and meat.
I want something to eat.
I found a dog,
outside in the barn,
covered in blood.
I made some soup,
for my little friend.
Pulling string through holes,
letting smoke fill his head.
Branches drum with blood.
Crying sleeping little bear.
Crush the Devil with your thumbs,
and breathe in deep cold air.
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12. |
Squirrel
01:55
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I dream up high,
I watch the people die.
So much time, to rewrite your mind.
Asleep in this world,
I'm small, like a squirrel.
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