1. |
Invisible Man
05:40
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And all I saw was an invisible man
And all I saw was an invisible man
And all I saw was an invisible man
And all I saw was an invisible man
And all the days he spent repeating again
The numbers listed on the wall next to him
Paying for his weight in sand he was paying for his weight in sand he was paying,
for his weight in the sand
Waiting for his pay in sand he was waiting for his pay in sand he was waiting,
For his pay in the sand
Paying for his weight in sand he was paying for his weight in sand he was paying,
for his weight in the sand
Waiting for his pay in sand he was waiting for his pay in sand he was waiting,
For his pay in the sand
And what he was was a North American
And what he was was a North American
Sold off his soil for four walls and a hall
Sold off his soil for four walls and a hall
Sold off his soil for four walls and a hall
Sold off his soil for four walls and a hall
Sold off his soil for four walls and a hall
Sold off his soil for four walls and a hall
Sold off his soil for four walls and a hall
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2. |
Civilian Love
04:06
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Lay down your arms on the counter
I’ll take them in my hand
I’ll take them down to the armory
To meet the town’s demand
Lay down your arms on the counter
I’ll take them in my hand
I’ll take them down to the armory
To meet the town’s demand
A civilian love
A civilian love
A civilian love
For the company’s clock
And a country’s clock
Accompanied by a cop
I’ll wait with the infirm at the infirmary
For you to come out to the beds
Away from your farms and your pharmacies
For time with me to spend
I’ll wait with the infirm at the infirmary
For you to come out to the beds
Away from your farms and your pharmacies
For time with me to spend
A civilian love
A civilian love
A civilian love
For the company’s clock
And a country’s clock
Accompanied by a cop
All the arms are shot
All the arms are shot
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3. |
House Fly
02:59
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A house fly flying through a fan
Can fall and land
And an undefined woman can
Take him on her hand
And a river going ‘round a bend
Can roll into a dam
My face is on the ceiling
My feet are on the floor
My hands have lost all feeling
When I slammed them in the door
My face is on the ceiling
My feet are on the floor
My hands have lost all feeling
When I slammed them in the door
A house fly flying through a fan
Can fall and land
And an undefined woman can
Take him on her hand
And a river going ‘round a bend
Can roll into a dam
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4. |
Foot of the Fence
04:49
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People plan
To draw a draft
And draft a plan
People plan
To draw a draft
And draft a plan
A plaster cast
Of what they had
Recommended to them
By a man
In expensive pants
A plaster cast
Of what they had
Recommended to them
By a man
Inexpensive pants
People plan
To draw a draft
And draft a plan
Buckle up your belt, on the express to the foot of the fence
Pack up all your bags, on the express to the foot of the fence
Set out for the West, on the express to the foot of the fence
Hold on to your hat, on the express to the foot of the fence
Stand at the foot of the fence
At the foot of the fence
Stand at the foot of the fence
At the foot of the fence
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5. |
T-Shirt Sleeves
04:48
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I have no head
I have no head
I have no head
I have no head
I have no limbs or t-shirt sleeves
I have no preference
For a side of the fence
Where the grass is green
I have no preference
For a side of the fence
Where the grass is green
I have no tournament
I have no tournament
I have no tournament
I have no tournament
I have no tournament
I have no tournament
I have no tournament
No colors on a t-shirt
I have no reference
Or a referee
No colors on a t-shirt
I have no reference
Or a referee
No colors on a t-shirt
I have no reference
I have no referee
I have no reference
I have no referee
No colors on a t-shirt
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None of these villages are the same
None of these villages are the same
Am I supposed to see them that way
Am I supposed to see them that way
None of these villages are the same
None of these villages are the same
Am I supposed to see them that way
Am I supposed to see them that way
On the one side a home
On the other side a market
On the one side a home
On the other side a market
Service to survive this service
Survive this service to survive
Service to survive this service
Survive this service to survive
Service to survive this service
Survive this service to survive
All of these villages are the same
All of these villages are the same
Am I supposed to see them that way
Am I supposed to see them that way
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7. |
Outside
05:00
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You were the one who carried me there
I was still asleep
You were the one who carried me there
I was still asleep
In the stillest seat
In the stillest boat in the sea
Now I’m the one upholstered in a chair
In a stadium
Now I’m the one upholstered in a chair
In a stadium
In the state of New York
For an international sport
I’ll watch you be carried away
To the top of the stairs
I’ll watch you be carried away
To the top of the stairs
At the top of the tower
In the stillest hour I’ll be there
Outside the wall
In the vendor’s stall
In the shopping mall
The time outside
Is outside of life
Outside the wall
In the vendor’s stall
In the shopping mall
The time outside
Is outside of life
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8. |
A Bed of River Mud
03:05
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Make for me a bed
Where I can lay my head
And drown my thoughts and
Cut away my tongue
A bed of river mud
Lent by thankless mountain ice
To the field
Where cheerful children
Made trophies of their wives
Trophies of their wives
All the specimens I am are
Specified to toil
That all the hands and feet are laid
Upon the mattress coil
Upon the mattress coil
Take away for me the bricks
And return them to before
When they were stone and water mixed
And ready to be poured
Ready to be poured
Make for me a bed
Where I can lay my head
And drown my thoughts and
Cut away my tongue
A bed of river mud
A bed of river mud
A bed of river mud
A bed of river mud
A bed of river mud
A bed of river mud
A bed of river mud
A bed of river mud
A bed of river mud
A bed of river mud
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Light floats down day river on a
Red raft of blood
Night blocks out the heavens
Like a big black shiny bug
Its hard soft shell shinin’
White in one spot well
It’s hard place that I’m livin’
But I’m doin well well
The white ice horse melted
Like a spot of silver well
Its mane went last
Then disappeared the tail
My life ran through my veins
Whistlin’ hollow well
I froze in solid motion well well
I heard the ocean swarmin’ body well well
I heard the beetle clickin’ well
I sensed the thickest silence scream
Then I begin to dream
My mind cracked like custard
Ran red until it sealed
Turn wooden and rolled like a wheel well well
Thick black felt birds flyin’
With capes of solid chrome
With feathers of solid chrome
And beaks of solid bone
And bleached the air around them
White and cold well well
Till it’s shown in pain
The hollow cane clicked like ever after
Its shadow vanished shinin’ silence well well
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10. |
Spray Tan
03:14
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I got a spray tan
From a spray can
And I say man
I’m just sayin’
It’s OK yeah
I got a spray tan
From a spray can
And I say man
I’m just sayin’
It’s OK yeah
I got a spray tan
From a spray can
And I say man
I’m just sayin’
It’s OK yeah
I am a layman
On vacation
In the Caymans
From Sudetenland
I’m vacationing
I am a layman
On vacation
In the Caymans
From Sudetenland
I’m vacationing
I got a spray tan
From a spray can
And I say man
I’m just sayin’
It’s OK yeah
I got a spray tan
From a spray can
And I say man
I’m just sayin’
It’s OK yeah
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