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Heels Over Head
01:55
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Wake up! There's a morning song for you
It goes like:
How could I have carried myself here?
Some skank must have poisoned my drink
And I've got five minutes till the landlord comes knocking
I'm so tired I can't straight think
Wake up! There's a morning song for you
It goes like:
How can I help my friend to find his way back home?
I would walk 100 blocks so he won't be left alone
Dear landlord who's fast advancing:
Walking is as hard as dancing
Dear landlord, please don't evict me
Walking's hard but dancing is so easy
How can I help my friends to travel home in health?
I would ride 100 miles in the trunk all by myself
She's not afraid of the fuzz machine
She's not afraid, still she screams
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2. |
Head Over Heels
01:28
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I feel that something is wrong (I don't feel wrong)
Head over heels
That's the way that it should be
But you don't care how it feels
When you walk your feet right over me
But no matter how you hurt me (You hurt me girl)
No matter what you said (With what you said)
I'm still wishing for your heels (I want your heels)
On my head
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3. |
l'Orangerie
00:40
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Garden teeming with oranges!
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4. |
Same Mistake / Catch Us
04:04
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When I woke up in a burning bed of roses
I really thought that I was awake
A thousand thorns began to pray and scream
I didn't think that it was just a dream
And when I woke up in my bed this morning
I went and made the same mistake
We're going down, down, down in to the falling mine
If luck is with us, she will catch us just in time
Oh, catch us, love, love
We're crashing fast now, we're sinking like lead
Oh come around now with your pillow and catch our heads
Oh, catch us, love
Windows shake
Windows fly open
Windows break
Windows are broken
We're crashing fast now, we're sinking like lead
Oh come around now with your pillow and catch our heads
Oh, catch us, love
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5. |
Ilium Bromide
02:52
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Helen, where are you?
I've come here to wake you
Did somebody take you away?
He took you in flight, he
Who pleased Aphrodite today
Helen, don't you fear
I will find you next year
And Helen, don't lose hope
I will snatch you with a tug of this rope
I've sailed across this sea
To bring her home with me
Release the helpless thrall
Or I'll crush your weighty wall
Helen, I am near
Please wait another year
And Helen, little swan
I pray you won't long be gone
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6. |
Orange Thirst
05:02
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How I thirst for oranges!
Oranges! Garden teeming with oranges!
Je l'ai trouvée dans l'orangerie
Je l'ai trouvée si belle
Quand je la vois, mes yeux sont pleine de fruit
Mais je ne suis pas plein d'elle
Lazy water!
Though you caress yourself like a cat along its legs
You will never steal the zest of orange
Orange juice is my one true compatriot
She will never betray me, nor I her
Many mornings know my undying lust for her
I drink her by her gallons
At a time in days of old
I once held her sister lemonade in my view as the supreme beverage
Her sweet and sour gustatory allure took my buds for a trip
But I soon saw through her façade
And discovered the true visage of lemonade
You sugary temptress!
To Hell with you!
To Hell!
Orange juice was there to comfort me in my time of crisis
In my time of dying
So mellow and delicate
I love her, truly
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7. |
Same Mistake Again
01:07
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When I woke up in a burning bed of roses
I really thought that I was awake
A thousand thorns began to pray and scream
I didn't think that it was just a dream
And when I woke up in my bed this morning
I went and made the same mistake
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8. |
Psycholicopter
03:20
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I didn't study for Psychology, so
You read me textbooks on the phone
You never gave me an apology
For calling back at 5am
The morning of my big exam
I wasn't really mad despite my tone
The softest voice came from my speaker
And left a ring around my ear
I didn't think I'd be the weaker one but
Now I'm writing rhymes you might not hear
Well, I dropped her gentle as wind blows
Helicopter, flee from my windows
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