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                                 [juanita]                                      
                                   
                                 your rails
                                 youre thin
                             your thin paper wings
                             your thin paper wings
                              in the winddangling
                                  your sun
                                  fly high
                            your window shattering
                                 your rails
                                 youre thin
                             your thin paper wings
                                 sugar boy
                                 sugar boy
                                  riding in
                                  riding in
                                 sugar box
                                 sugar boy
                           handheld candle sugar boy
                                 your rails
                                 youre thin
                             your thin paper wings
                             your thin paper wings
                             in the wind dangling
                               your sun fly high
                        your window shattered in the wind
                              your coca cola sign
                                  rattling
                                  rattling
                               resonator [x8]
                            homeless trees gathering
        outside your window bootleg babies call to you and lie among the mosquitoes
                           that summers fever coming
                      cats are gathering outside your window
                               homeless trees
                          bootleg babies calling to you
                        lie among lie among the mosquitoes
                                 your rails
                                 youre thin
                             your thin paper wings
                           get up in your sun fly high
                              dangling dangling
                        your window shattered in the wind
                         the sun on your coca cola sign
                                 your rails
                                  your thin
                                paper wings
                                paper wings
                               resonator, [x16]
                            homeless trees gathering
        outside your window bootleg babies call to you and lie 
                            among the mosquitoes
                           that summers fever coming
                      cats are gathering outside your window
                               homeless trees
                          bootleg babies calling to you
                        lie among lie among the mosquitoes
                                 your rails
                                 youre thin
                             your thin paper wings
                           get up in your sun fly high
                              dangling dangling
                        your window shattered in the wind
                         the sun on your coca cola sign
                                 your rails
                                  your thin
                                paper wings
                                paper wings
                                    :: ::
              there is a sound on the other side of this wall
             a bird is singing on the other side of this glass
                                 footsteps
                                 concealed
                          silence is preserving a voice
                      walking in the wind at the waters edge
                      comes close to covering my rubber feet
                        listening to the barbed wire hanging
                there is a sound on the other side of this wall
                a bird is singing on the other side of this glass
                                 footsteps
                                 concealed
                          silence is preserving a voice
                                 silver chain
                                thrown away
                                broken wing
                                   

                                      
                            [banstyle/sappys curry]


                              if they dont know
                             and they dont know
                        theyre gonna find out soon enough
                                 im so hot
                                as if that hurt
                               did you wash it
                             fester it around some
                     you dont even have to mind your own stuff
                              bring in the marines
                         ive heard so many other things
                             and it was all brown
                             with the suction ones
                            the ones that suck it up
                           and I dont ever do the eye
                              till I did that thing
                           I bet you like a blue boost
                                 try a noose
                               loosen the strap
                           where the two metal ends
                         rest your head against the steel
                              blow in to the tube
                              show me your legs
                                  help me
                             show me a pink smile
                             walking up the aisle
                      show me the things underneath your seat
                       show me your tiny plastic soft drink
                           a song like a squealing pig
                            like a train with wheels
                          in the dark with the lights off
                                 concealed
                             im thinking of you still
                                      
                                 white room
                                 little legend
                              fishman nike man
                                 red stripe
                               blue mercedes
                              big dog salty man
                               full moon rising
                               old boy salty girl
                           bunny girl happy shopper
                                bouncing ball
                                  city sun
                           think I found the real stuff
                           I think I found the real stuff
                                 white room
                                 little legend
                              fishman nike man
                                 red stripe
                               blue mercedes
                              big dog salty man
                               full moon rising
                               old boy salty girl
                           bunny girl happy shopper
                                bouncing ball
                                  city sun
                           think I found the real stuff
                           I think I found the real stuff
                         white crumbs across your bed
                                      
                         gray clouds cover bethnal green
                             white jeans black top
                                 nice shape
                             cracks a blue bitch till
                             the son come sliding
                            naked beneath the knee
                              reflect black eyes
                              your knee talking
                           I think I found the real stuff
                           I think I found the real stuff
                                      
                                   

                                      
                          [confusion the waitress]


                                  she said
                          you can do anything you want
                                  she said
                            you can be with anyone
                                  she said
                         you can go anywhere you want
                                  she said
                      she said you can say anything you need
                      she said you can be anywhere you feel
                         she said just pick up the phone
                                   (???)
                            (confusion the waitress)
                        she said dont go dark on me again
                                  she said
                         she said the silence in the silence
                            I see you my confidence
                                  she said
                         she said loophole how are you
                      she said oh no once again the superstar 
           she said he loves you but can you name me his children
                        she said oh the god you lost again
                       she said the colour of your boyfriend
                    she said get out of bed and answer the phone
                       she said in the belly of st pauls again
                         she said goodyear rubber man
                         she said im smiling with the sun
                        she said two years is a small price
                         she said loophole how are you
                        she said once again the superstar
                          she said look at the size of it
                                  she said
                      she said you can do anything you want
                         she said you can be with anyone
                      she said you can go anywhere you want
                                  she said
                      she said you can say anything you need
                      she said you can be anywhere you feel
                         she said just pick up the phone
                                   

                                   

                                  [rowla]
                      

                                 no lyrics


                                [pearls girl]                                  


                                 rioja rioja
                              reverend al green
                             deep blue morocco
                              the water on stone
                             the water on concrete
                              the water on sand
                            the water on fire smoke
                      the wind the salt the bride boat coming
                              dave in the water
                       old man einstein on top of his house
                               white deep blue
                     andalusia red yellow red yellow black car
                          red light far black place walls
                              blue chair morocco
                               hamburg paris
                        the pieces of the puzzle are waiting
                           the water of the dark boats
                             gliding the bride boats
                               gone out to sea
                              and dave is floating
                               dave is floating
                       and old man einstein crazy in his attic
       crazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazy
       crazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazy
       crazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazy
                             crazycrazycrazycrazy
                                 white room
                                 sun room
                                shadow room
                             night transmitting cars
                               across the room
                           these things sent to dance
                               across the room
                          eye watching from your bed
                               returning to you
                                 rioja rioja
                              reverend al green
                             deep blue morocco
                              the water on stone
                             the water on concrete
                              the water on sand
                            the water on fire smoke
                      the wind the salt the bride boat coming
                              dave in the water
                       old man einstein on top of his house
                               white deep blue
                     andalusia red yellow red yellow black car
                          red light far black place walls
                              blue chair morocco
                               hamburg paris
                        the pieces of the puzzle are waiting
                           the water of the dark boats
                             gliding the bride boats
                               gone out to sea 
                              and dave is floating
                               dave is floating
                       and old man einstein crazy in his attic
       crazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazy
       crazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazy
       crazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazy
       crazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazy
       crazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazy
       crazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazy
       crazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazycrazy
                                      
                                   

                                 [air towel]                                        



                       (should I want it should I want) [x4]
                                 bunny girl
                               happy shopper
                                bouncing ball
                                telephone dial
                                 shifting sun
                            are you waiting for a bus
                                 effort effort
                                women sleep
                              who knows what
                                happened to
                                 be my wish
                                the shop was
                                 open now
                               how bout selling
                              some more things
                                bouncing ball
                                 bunny girl
                               happy shopper
                                bouncing ball
                                telephone dial
                                 setting sun
                           are you waiting for the bus
                               human pleasure
                                trust that girl
                                human wire
                                   (???)
                                 human glad
                                I remember
                               I come woman
                               I come women
                             I come one man [x6]
                                 bunny girl
                               happy shopper
                                bouncing ball
                                telephone dial
                                 shifting sun
                               you are waiting
                                 for a bus
                                bedford sun
                                 in the end
                               human pleasure
                                transmit love
                                human wire
                                im the same
                               I am glad thing
                            and I come wandering
                              I come wandering
                                jane is waiting
                               in your software
                                in your blouse
                                in your denim
                                  carrying
                              her new software
                               little black thing
                                 is electric
                                 in the braid
                                 in the braid
                                  in gray
                               all she says now
                                and he says
                              come on fuck this
                                im no woman
                                im a maniac
                                 im on trade
                                im no paying
                               senseless geezer
                             where the doors are
                             opening with electric
                                  (????)
                               in the tube hole
                                 it is sliding
                               full of moisture
                               getting on now
                              with his both hands
                               on the red poles
                               on the red poles
                               (youre so ugly)
                       (should I want should I want it) [x14]
                                      
                                   

                                      
                                [blueski]


                                 no lyrics



                                 [stagger]  

                                  orange
                                  orange
                                  orange
                              in the mouth again
                                 straighten
                        wearing stonewashed denim again
                                 straighten
                       carrying something wrapped in plastic
                                 straighten
                        curled on the blue velveteen again
                                 straighten
                                 straighten
                            siteless yellow highrise
                                bethnal green
                                 straighten
                          corner tubeless dark and wet
                                 straighten
                           ten tons slowly then again
                                 straighten
                       with its glass eyes a blue formica halo
                        stainless steel between the fingers
                                 straighten
                              pissed and leaning
                                  ponytail
                                  licking
                            colonel sanders fingers
                            the naming of killer boy
                     everythings going west nothings going east
                                 straighten
                         theres no need to be so uptight
                                 straighten
                          make up for all their messes
                           I could listen to you all day
                                what a laugh
                            cut me I bleed like you
                                   ha ha
                            the naming of killer boy
                               cover your teeth
                                 I love you
                               dont bite me yet
                               I believe in you
                         I found you shopping in europa
                              on wardour street
                            not phoning packwidth
                                 guilty as sin
                                 straighten
                              scratches on paper
                             pissed in a tube hole
                                 straighten
            smelling of deep-fried beans and whispering your name
                           tube hole wind in my face
                           thunder in gentle distance
                          reactor reactor do you mind
                                 straighten
                            this is a random feature
                               random feature
                            this is a random feature
                             naming of killer boy
                                 wired up
                                      
                                   
                                      



           

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