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How We Cry and We Crawl
03:35
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Don't let the sun go
down on meaning
Your ears are steaming
I know
Keep connected
Hold your figure
This picture's bigger, and
Up in the stars
Where they know who we are
They must laugh at us all
How we cry and we crawl
How we cry and we crawl
All mental bets off
Tell them sorry
Rewrite the story and
call all your guards off
Relocated in order to
lift yourself
Up in the stars
Where they know who we are
They must laugh at us all
How we cry and we crawl
How we cry and we crawl
Don't let the sun go
down on meaning
Your ears are steaming, but
Up in the stars
Where they know who we are
They must laugh at us all
How we cry and we crawl
How we cry and we crawl
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A Duck is a Duck
03:11
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I never thought a swans was a swan
or a duck was a duck
But if good fortune thinks
I'll figure this out
He must be shit out of luck
Because
You can carry on
And bend the rules
But I might not make it home
With you, for fuel
It's only guilt
That gets me out of bed
Knowing there's something I could do
How come your feet are over your head?
How come your gray skies are blue?
Because
You can carry on
And bend the rules
But I might not make it home
With you, for fuel
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Invent the Machine
03:03
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Wish I could
Flip a switch
And hide in you
Without a hitch
Think the thoughts
That you own
And understand
Them with my own
Someday somebody will invent the machine
So I can live inside of you
And you can live inside of me
Wish I could
Flip a switch
And hide in you
Without a hitch
Someday somebody will invent the machine
So I can live inside of you
And you can live inside of me
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What did I say that cracked us up?
It's, "that guy wears his hair
like it's a cry for help"
And that's always been enough for us
Your other friends have funny ways of showing love
You may step on toes
You may strike a pose
Or someone you know
But I don't think you're the devil
You're very honest when you're drunk
A real monster, frank with stein
And very off the cuff
That doesn't always lift me up
But it doesn't count
For every olive in your cup
You may step on toes
You may strike a pose
Or someone you know
But I don't think you're the devil
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Annual Clearance
03:53
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Whatever happend to old what's his name?
You know he never even shows his face
I think he went to put a fire out
He's up against a hell of a rage
I can see his silouette in the flames
Or maybe it's a shadow of a doubt
And now it's time
For the annual clearance
Of your perseverence, oh oh no
And don't you think
That it looks like winter?
Pull out the splinter, oh oh no
I get so sick of myself
I'm with me twenty four hours a day
Yet I can't find time to get alone
You told me to look over my own shoulder
Just to try and read the list of rules
And standards that I set up for my own
And now it's time
For the annual clearance
Of your perseverence, oh oh no
And don't you think
That it looks like winter?
Pull out the splinter, oh oh no
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Orchestraville Columbus
Orchestraville performed from the early 1990s through the mid 2000s in Athens and Columbus, Ohio.
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