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Parts of Plans
01:43
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Someone sent me pennies in the mail
it’s not unlike lizards riding backs of snails
it’s like what’s the point of trying
I’d rather lie in a bag
and what’s the point of thinking
cuz it’s all just parts of plans
it’s all just parts of plans
we’ve all got parts of plans
someone smiles as they realize to try is to fail
it’s like what’s the point of moving
I’d rather sit in the sand
and what’s the point of thinking
cuz it’s all just parts of plans
it’s all just parts of plans
we’ve all got parts of plans
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2. |
Milk for Mustard
01:32
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If you want to die again you win
I don’t think I’d notice anythin’
Everything’s a diamond ring in hell
they’ll trade you milk for mustard at the bell (I’m pretty sure)
If you want to celebrate a loss
Pick the place and choose the race to toss
they’ll trade you milk for mustard at the bell
And I’ll raise your arms as if you never fell (Cuz you never fell)
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Dirty Ol’ Luke
02:02
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Dirty Ol’ Luke was not afraid of me he’s not afraid
Dirty Ol’ Luke was not afraid of anything
Everyone knew to run the other way he’s not afraid
Everyone knew to run the other way but me
So Luke and I just looked in each other’s eyes
Dirty Ol’ Luke was not afraid of me he’s not afraid
But Dirty Ol’ Luke was afraid to say anything
And awkward ol’ me, without a thing to say, what can I say
And now I realize that Luke’s a lot like me
So Luke and I just looked in each other’s eyes
(whistle)
Dirty Ol’ Luke was not afraid of me he’s not afraid
Dirty Ol’ Luke was not afraid of anything
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Interlocking Action
02:19
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Oh my god I think I know
I’ve seen this so many times before
the interlocking action keeps the risers snug below
and it also keeps them off the floor
baby, all my heart
is all you really need
the interlocking action puts performance off the chart
and all you sow you seed
Oh my god now I know
what it’s like to’ve found the one
the interlocking action really makes the embers glow
a feeling that is second to none
Anoint
a place
to hold
my gun
a golden
case
of point
Run
it’s cold
and face
the joint
in case
it’s cold
run
baby, all my love
is all you’ve ever known
the interlocking action keeps the rafters firm above
and all she seeds she’s sown
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5. |
The Sand in my Lungs
01:17
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where are you girl, you gotta hold me
I’m here where we said that we would meet
got my hands in the sand, my toes in the water
I’m sitting right on our spot at the beach
sitting here alone, I can’t help but think about when we were young
so much time has passed and we’re not so young
and I spend my days with sand in my lungs
and I spend my days with sand in my lungs
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6. |
The Natural Nurturer
02:44
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T-minus zero out of time
the natural nurturer felt fine
most of the crewstag on that night
say that they felt alright
it was hard watching Penny flip the switch
while the natural nurturer got rich
the ones who’d gotten pieces of his wealth
say that they will do well
clean buckets were never their concern
if they didn’t get it, they didn’t try to learn
but the natural nurturer in song
would say that they got it wrong
the natural nurturer was sure
that all the pieces belonged right where they were
the crewstag convinced us they had lied
the natural nurturer just died
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you were with me
you were doing everything with me
you were happy
and so was I to think that we might be
then everything fell apart
our worlds were torn apart
it’s funny lately
cuz we meet from time to time unexpectedly
and I’m finally able to look you in the eye again
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8. |
What Shall We Worship?
00:48
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it was clean up the county, or pack up our bags and leave
and none of the grown ups and hardly half the kids could read
so ports to pickups and shadows to the foes
What shall we worship? God only knows!
What shall we worship? God only knows!
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I Surf Silo B
00:37
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I surf Silo B
and that’s just fine with me
she surfs Silo A
and I guess that that’s ok
we meet at noon for lunch
and sure I miss her much
but lunch is quite enough
at least is it for us
at least is it for us
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10. |
Freezer-Burned Father
01:25
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if we are to believe everything that we read then boy do I have something to say
my freezer-burned father bought the earth
my freezer-burned father bought the earth
when costs get lost in the sky I wonder who am i to question all the questions in this way
my freezer-burned father bought the earth
my freezer-burned father bought the earth
(solo)
he says “I did it for you” it gives us something to do and gives us all somewhere to play
my freezer-burned father bought the earth
my freezer-burned father bought the earth
he bought the earth for what the words are worth
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I wish you never went to wherever it is that you’ve gone
I wish you never went to wherever it is that you’ve gone
I know they know and that’s why I don’t ask
What’s left unknown is left alone
Some day I’ll say the past is the past
What’s left unknown is left alone
I wish you never went to wherever it is that you’ve gone
I wish you never went to wherever it is that you’ve gone
Look at yourself
Look at what you’ve done
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who thinks of all these things?
I love you
who sneaks freezies in a storm?
I adore you
All these things are meant to please all these men entirely
who stinks like victory salts?
I can’t stand you
Who finked Ken’s icy van?
I hate you
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King Everything Pendleton, New York
Loud & quiet; odd & ordinary; mysterious & straightforward; vague & clear; joyous & angry; fast & slow; messy & organized; simple & complicated; succinct & wordy; energetic & lackadaisical; continuous & disjointed; hopeless & rosy; new & familiar.
King Everything recommends:
So good! Consistent, intelligent songs. Made a new album each month for the first quarter of 2013. Hope he keeps it up!
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