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Black Mountain Devil
02:50
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He went up Black Mountain, did a deal with the devil
Came back down told the people on the level
You can have it all if you give up God
You can have it all and a custom hot rod
The splinter remained wedged in his finger
He had thoughts of God but they didn’t linger
Where he was going he’d been promised land
The people there already, they’d understand
The devil he’d seen up on old Black Mountain
was a radio tower electric metal fountain
It spoke to him on the FM band
like eight iPods, one in every hand
You can have it all if you give up God
You can have it all and a custom hot rod
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2. |
Five Notes From Beauty
02:24
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Come all ye pretty posy maids
Enjoy the bed the spring displays
You know what the wise man says?
Nothing.
They turned the big collider off
I think it made the banks go soft
So lift your dress for donkey rites
We might as well stay up all night
When you add the weights all up
Atomic and the other stuff
Don’t forget to factor in
The spiritual of reverse spin
Five notes from Beauty
All talking to me
All at once in rhyming time
In intervals that are divine
Buy anthrax on the rabbit skin
To wrap your baby bunting in
They turned the big collider of
I think it’s made the banks go soft
The end of time grows near
I’m also running out of beer
In the future, there will be
no future
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3. |
Bucolica
03:19
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Long before the sun
the children asleep
we are the reckless ones
Out in the field with birds
under pine trees
what are we hoping for?
The map we’ve got is wrong
people just aren’t
like that anymore
There’s a lot of loose skin
but you can just bet
that all this has been before
Let me take you home
the shoes you’re in
the earth you’re standing on
What does it mean to them? Not much
but between you and me
it’s everything
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4. |
Flowers and the Axe
03:09
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When you brought the flowers and the axe
I knew what you might do
But you took the chainsaw from the ute
and carved your name so deep into that tree
Ah ah ah, Ah ah ah
I had always thought you were a special effects alien,
So when you spoke to me in plain English
I nearly cried ‘cause I could understand you
Ah ah ah, Ah ah ah
Then you called the angels from the sky
with trumpets at the gates of dawn
I was surprised, but not for long
Ah ah ah, Ah ah ah
When we saw the hub-cap saucer in the sky
we might have spied or seen crop circling
But the zombies came onto the heath
there was relief, we gave them Keith
Later when they were stretched
with bloodless gums they ripped our flesh
Instrumental
When the scapegoat has outrun the temple walls
they’ll come, and take it back with a gun
Then you brought the flowers and the axe
I know what you might do
But you took the chainsaw from the ute
And carved your name so deep, into that tree
Ah ah ah, Ah ah ah
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5. |
Locust
02:59
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Locust, strip bare the tree of life
Locust teeth, locust throat
in your divine hunger
You took America no one was watching
won't you please put it back
before it gets broken
Under the sun migrant mother says you are
draining the life blood
right out of my love line
We work like slaves to buy these things
Our eyes tend to go
window-shopping
I wa wa wa wa wa wa wa wa wa wa want some
I wa wa wa wa wa wa wa wa wa wa want some
We are locust and bad, oh so very bad
Yes, we are locust devouring the network news
We are locust and bad, oh so very bad
Further more we decline your reality
Emerging from subways, blacken the landscape
Too much
disinformationage
Bloody goddess a statue, ever so gently
Driving that big truck
through the back of his head.
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6. |
Poor Time
03:01
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Poor time, riding down
stolen nights on stealth black horses
Road north runs right
runs right by her heart
It’s not what I think
that you should be believing
Old man, drunk fool
he was once king like they say
After the silk and gold
after the silk and gold are stripped away
Gets it so right and so wrong
Charlie sing that old song
Forgotten, forgotten, forgotten
but not gone
God says, take no
living prisoners
So hard times are over
if they find us
It’s not my hope
that you should be breathing
Things pass, future tense
back to the beginning
Poor time, riding down stolen nights
on stealth black horses
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7. |
Thief of Sky
03:33
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Robbery is over
counting what went wrong
I can see the shining path
where your life has gone
It’s not right, kill the car headlight
Kill the car headlight
This body swathed in furs and jewels you
Finally done it proud
Everything you never had you
had it for an hour
In ocelot you oscillate
Abandoned to your fate
We traveled through their sleeping land
Fled from an end decreed
Thieving mostly out of love
Our complicated needs
We cannot heal the hurt we feel
Stealing stolen steel
A moment , like ancient days
and you a sacred spy
I never had considered that
you might die
Laugh, I could have cried
You, the thief of sky
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8. |
Dark Garden Lullaby
04:23
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Wait for me n the dark garden
No flowers bloom only dreams
futures forgotten in the stream
surface still, water deep
further shore banks are steep
Look for me in the dark garden
broken bough fallen down
Golden seed strew'en all around
sky of red, rising sea
take my hand, follow me
Listening in the dark garden
not a prayer in the air
echoing echoing in despair
final breath, warm caress
last embrace, lips pressed
Meet me there, in the dark garden
buried deep, eternal sleep
Mem'ries to borrow, soul to keep
morning wind, common sight,
rising of , a pair in flight
Re-emerge from the dark garden
flood of sun, back to one
Forever searching, has begun
Not a prayer in the air
Echoing in despair. Final Breath.
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9. |
Eve Fooled
02:57
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Without a doubt I’m no king of no highway
my apple stalls all who pass by
Rich firm and juicy it comes with a message
better take a big bite and be sure to enjoy
It’s no use you’re in love with your own excuse
It’s no use you’ve Eve-fooled yourself
From sunrise to sunset sell lots of apples
to the blonde with the bust, the rambling man
each one convinced by the tale that they’re dragging
marking their life through the lie of this land.
Market the fruit from our home tree of knowledge
to middle-class moralists out on sweet Sunday drive
Can I help you out with that log in your eye?
It’s no use you’re in love with your own excuse
It’s no use you’ve Eve-fooled yourself
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10. |
Songs Full of Time
05:10
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Ours oft' was the afternoon
Shiloh emphatica
Last night by the engine
we were resplendent, co-eternal
This is a song that you can sing
because you can’t be with everything
This is a sing that you can song
because you can’t be with everyone
It’s full of time
The songs, they are floating in the air
The songs, they are floating in the air
if you pluck them lightly when they are ripe, see
the songs are floating in the air
I walked out into your world’s
golden morning
I want to thank you for the longest wait
stood still stood still
the song that a mother sings a son
/the song that a daughter sings her father
the song that a mother sings a son
/the song that a daughter sings her father
complex and dumb in exasperated ardour
the song that a daughter sings a son
the bride and bridegroom have a tune
/the diamond and the circle love affair
sealed forever in their room
/infinity, the sound forever there
wedding up their minds in moments of time
the bride and bridegroom have a tune
the songs they are floating in the air
the songs they are floating in the air
springing to life when the time is right
the songs are floating in the air
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11. |
Endless Summer
01:52
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Don' know where Summer run us to
Don' know what we should do
Endless summer song
Not going back to Avalon
To hang out there alone
I don't think so
Endless, endless summer song
Swell line today
Seagulls flew the blue away
Bus stop, stop watch, milk bar, long gone
Sun and surf and loveless real estate
In this old thrice broken place
Not going back to Avalon
To hang out there alone
I don't think so
Endless summer song
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12. |
Back up the Car
04:40
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Let the sun go down on your last regret
Forty years wrong on a barbed wire fence
Feeling it over, pack up your books and clothes
Back up the car, you took the wrong road
Easy forgiven, empty the whispering wire
I watched you two burn
Beat into ploughshares the hammer and sickle of song
Get out of town you don’t belong
Swearing that day from deep in your heart
as they made you, so you’re a part of them
Try not believing when you’re leaving, it’s the wrong time
You might change their hearts, but never their minds
I know, mistaken as I often am
with plenty of time and too many plans
Let the sun go down on your last regret
Forty years wrong on a barbed wire fence
Feeling it over, pack up your books and clothes
Back up the car you took the wrong road
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13. |
Born New Again
03:13
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He's born new again
All of rainbows hues again
Sea of sound where anger boils
Billy Blake is drawing girls
from a mountain side on high,
a fountain of love flows from his side
Midst the wretched play of isotopes
Find periodic William goat
Grandma ringing silver bell
a note too pure to hang in hell
Lambs bind angels, submission
in glittered porcelain and tin,
a fountain of love flows from his side
Sea of sound where anger boils
Billy Blake is drawing girls
from a mountain side on high,
a fountain of love flows from his side
The time is wild an beautiful,
stretch it out an fold at will
See the foal out in the field
all September's life in seed
hidden in the brethren,
a community that breathes in time
We are of one mind
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