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Tickle Me Pink
02:30
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Tickle me pink
Can’t get enough
And I want some more all the time
Tickle me pink
I like it I like it
Boo, how many times
can I ask you for
what I need?
5 10 15 20, losing count it is so many!
I know I sound thirsty
I am thirsty
Tickle me pink
Can’t get enough
And I want some more all the time
Tickle me pink I like it I like it
Boo, what’s on your mind?
Will you talk about what you see?
Roll it left, roll it right, rolling hard all through the night
I know I sound thirsty.
I am thirsty.
Pink pink pink pink
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Crystal City
02:59
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Let’s go dancing underground now
On the cobblestone streets of the shopping mall now
Don’t worry ‘bout what’s above
We’re all in the tunnels of love
Crystal City
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3. |
The Howling Spirits
02:21
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The howling spirits
Hoo-aah, hoo-aah-aah
Time to hit the town tonight shit’s going down
Don’t get twisted when I act the clown, ha ha!
Rolling with my crüe, èn route to a to-do
Howling loudly at the moon, hoo-aah!
Where wolf? There wolf!
Better at us on the ‘gram for proof, legit
Scratch me ‘cause I’m itchy
Color me totes bitchy
Slut shame, blame game, got the fools all twitchy
Ha ha, ch ch, ha ha
Hoo-aah, the howling spirits, hoo-ahh-aah
Time to hit the floor
Feel bigly, we’re gon’ soar
What, make me small? nevermore!
Sending out good vibes, what a gift to be alive
Courage-filled folks by my side
Got love? Big love!
Gonna rise rise up above
Block out all them haters
Shout out “see you later!”
Get peace, release, ain’t the world all peachy?
Ha ha, ch ch, ha ha
Hoo-aah, the howling spirits, hoo-aah-aah
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4. |
Nickels
01:37
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Tents lined up under overpasses
Gutters filled up with needles and glass bits
Suit’ll take a survey, then the city council say
“Too many cray cray! Sweep ‘em all away!” I
s it L.A. or is it Culver City?
Brother, can you spare a dime?
I ain’t got two nickels to rub together
Pull their car by the weedy creekside
Sara hopes they find a quiet place to hide
Dora the Explorer backpack’s all she got
‘Sides a futile wish for a meal that’s hot
Momma says, “Baby, sleep well tonight”
Momma says, “Don’t cry, it’s alright”
Don’t cry
Brother, can you spare a dime?
I ain’t got two nickels to
I ain’t got a pot to piss
I ain’t got a bed to sleep in
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5. |
Playful Memory
03:25
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Do you like to get people upset?
Is that part of what fuels you?
Wait a couple seconds
Just do what I tell you
C’mon
I sit in the dark
With the doors all locked and freeze frame
You were such a tease, hesitation blocked
And you said my name
So sometime admit
You want be with me
So some might call it
A playful memory
Such a playful memory
Come out to play
I like to provoke people so they think
C’mon C’mon
I’m impatient and your “no” makes everything hard
Just look what I do, when I’m without you
Always saying your name
So say you’re nothing
If you are without me
Say you’re nothing but
A playful memory
Just a playful memory
Come out to play
So they think
C’mon
Play
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The Love That You'll Find Is the Love That You Will Never Find Because It's the Love That Is Always Not Able to Be Found
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Hammond chanted evening
And the full fat moon hung low
Hammond chanted evening
Wanting night to slow
He's meeting strangers and making friends
At Backstage bar and grill
He's throwing darts and shooting stick
And looking for some thrills
Ball in hand calling shots
Follow through to the foot spot
The striker’s stroke he’s on a run
Fingers dusted the talcum slips
Doug contemplates the coming sun and the leave and the kiss
Hammond chanted evening
You may seize a strangler
Of cross and crowding gloom
And somehow, your nose…
Your nose evens
Zen that some bears will seize her and gain and begin
Paired up in a blind draw
Who can explain it?
The flies are on her side
Never let her go!
Hammond counts to Zen
And contemplates the break and the miss
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9. |
Eleemosynary
02:22
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Eleemosynary
What more can I give
Mayhaps stemming the effluvium
Around us
Gonna make that call and do the things I gotta do
Wanting ain’t getting
Take a dive into the pool and watch it ripple out
Brace for reaction
Hypercompensating
What will close the gap
Push the pendulum to compassion
I’m hopeful
I’m a master over words that I never speak
Full tilt bossanova
I’m a slave to all the words that I let
Slip out
Building the momentum
I’m hopeful
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10. |
Hastened Along
02:41
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A stray transmission
Listen big ears
Tune your narrow band
In a single gesture
By Jupiter
Coming home to land
But comets passing a mile apart
Don’t equate to a binary
Cosmos consumed me
You hastened along
A new horizon
Bow drawn taught
Tell me it could be
Past your heliopause
Nearing Arkab
Dot matrix debris
But comets passing are meant to part
Evading contact
A simple smiting
Cosmos consumed me
You hastened along
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11. |
Mr. Misery Loves Company
04:04
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Mr. Misery Loves Company
Projects becoming transference
We’re not doing you any favors
You were the right guy at the right time
I always defend you
Tell people they have to understand you
They don’t see the softness in you
But you’re tight and mean
I can massage you into relaxing
Slamming your Godzilla tail all over the people who support you
Wreaking havoc
You’re getting so caught up in what you need you need you need
Be mindful of humility and kindness
If everyone has to prove themselves to you, they’ll always fail you
Pour all your crap on me because you can
Because I’m here
Puts you on edge
Steamroll your thoughts
Finish your sentences
Be mindful of humility and kindness
Welcome to Swifty’s Bazaar!
Mr. Misery loves company
What’s to be done with Mr. Misery?
He’s nothing but a prince to me
Like a symphony of sorrow
When he has a habit of pushing people away who love him the most,
Surround himself with the minions who adore him and his opinions,
Who would ever ignore him?
Those who really don't know him
He’d rather have 1,000 friends who click LIKE and think he’s genius
Than the ones who see him and accept him for all his failures and screw-ups
His repellent force field keeps love away
But he welcomes strangers to adore him
Because friends see through it eventually and ignore him
Because they see through it, and to them he becomes
TRANSPARENT
Mr. Misery unfriended me
I saw it coming
He knows that I’m disappointed in him
So he doesn’t want to see me and remind him
A know-it-all who has disciples who bathe in the mystique
And I won’t wash his feet anymore
Be mindful of sycophant ablutions
If I wait long enough he’ll come back
He wants me to give up on him but I never will
The minions will stray and abandon him once you’ve revealed everything
Giving TMI about too much
And I know
Now we all know
Chipping away
What’s happened when he cares too?
Much about the masses
Playing cards close to the vest Instead of engaging the strangers,
Use them to get your ego stroked
The loved ones will be quicker to call you on it and smell the
DESPERATION
Mr. Misery is fueled by ego
Gone wrong awry
Knocking down everything in your path
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12. |
Key Party
03:12
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You look like you have something to say
Do you?
I am the keymaster!
Take it! Take it!
I’ve been dying to tell you what I thought of you,
But I can’t say it
I can’t believe it
But then, right then
Someone else
You have some time left
Live it well
I bet on sure things
And you smell
The greatest trick the devil ever pulled
Was convincing the world he didn’t exist
I don’t understand
You need me
You want me
You need me
I’m psychotic
But perhaps you’ll want a second opinion
And you smell
I wish I could change places with you
Take my key for example
Try again
I am the key master!
Take it! Take it!
Getting down to the wire
Waa-ho!
Open the door
What does the “O” stand for?
I couldn’t possibly feel that need
I’ve never done anything vaguely resembling this
There was a faint damp sound
damp damp
I knew it
Who do you trust?
TRUST
You must be a looney
Cause I know that you know that you know that I know
Oh, my own husband
Isn’t that against the rules?
What kind of question is that?
Fidelio
Well that’s not my best feature
Who do you trust?
I wish I could change places with you
Take my key for example
Try again
I am the key master!
Take it! Take it!
Getting down to the wire
Hey wait, I’ll let you see under my mask
I am in charge
Mine is an energy that I choose to share
I am in charge
Ah no
Fidelio
Ah no
Skiddy pop pop
You must have a way of ending it on your own terms
A very callous disregard
I don’t care where or how you get it
With memory to share my bed
Don’t let it end like this
Go home, jerk off
You will kindly remove your mask
I wish I could change places with you
Take my key for example
Try again
I am the key master!
Take it! Take it!
Getting down to the wire
There’s nothing to understand
It’s not a question of enough pal
Somebody wins
Somebody loses
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13. |
The Scandal's Treasure
04:10
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Never say die and pick up the pieces
There’s nobody here to corroborate one bit of this
So keep telling lies and stick to what’s needed
There’s somebody here to go over the finest details
Far as I know you’re effusive and hungry
Don’t mind if I do but the feeling’s sweet and sickening
So pinpoint the place that’s closer to unknowing
There’s hope and trust here when we dig up the scandal’s treasure
Beauty is only skin deep but ugly runs clean to the bone so I say
Mirror mirror on the wall
Oh can you please
Tell me tell me what is wrong
With me please
Mirror mirror on the wall
Tell me what is wrong
Shooting at the walls of heartache bang, bang I am the warrior
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Gotta clue you in, hidey hi hi hi hi hi
Twitch the rabbit ears
Coming through loud and clear
It’s that time of year
Do you like totes?
Yes totes!
We’re gonna hook you up
Check or Venmo here
Yes totes!
Gotta clue you in, hidey hi hi hi hi hi
Gotta get a clue, gotta get a clue, gotta gotta get a clue
Global exposé
Learn something new each day
Beauty, art, and pain
Do you like mugs?
Yes mugs!
A Classroom and a stage
Keep the clouds away
Yes mugs!
Gotta clue you in, hidey hi hi hi hi hi
Gotta get a clue, gotta get a clue, gotta gotta get a clue
Operators standing by now
Wholesome trust valued
Programs made just for you
Facts and stats’ll do
Do you like truth?
Yes truth!
The world ain’t black and white
We need dollars too
Gotta clue you in, hidey hi hi hi hi hi
Gotta get a clue, gotta get a clue, gotta gotta get a clue
Operators standing by now!
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15. |
A Way to Touch
03:52
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Did you know that we can hug again?
With no contact in the abstract
Simulate senses input constrained
Mirror neurons signal forth and back
Please don’t stop uh huh I love you babe
Programmed reply please modify
Control sequence keeps me locked inside
We need to find a way to touch
Permission denied
We need to find a way to touch
Out of synch on devices streaming
Moving elsewhere trying to share
Zeroes and ones construct our meaning
Relying on before times to compare
Control sequence keeps me locked inside
We need to find a way to touch
Permission denied
We need to find a way to touch
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16. |
Otto
02:21
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I’m an ape who reads philosophy
I don’t want to be held accountable
You ain’t gonna be
How can I be sure?
All our operators are professional philosophers
A generous pledge will give you all the answers
Just ask
You have your way
I have my way
As for the right way, the correct way, the only way
It does not exist
Hold the line please
Operators standing by now
Truth never damages a cause that is just
Operators standing by now
Bye, now
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Peril Culver City, California
Do you like weird songs written on ukulele? Perhaps with bleeps and bloops and loops? Then you're in the right place. A man recently heard a song of mine and called it The Andrews Sisters-meets-They Might Be Giants, with swirling guitars. Another friend heard a song of mine and called it Modern Sons of The Pioneers. I've made songs deemed charming and lush. Sounds about right. ... more
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