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Patrick Ewing
01:10
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jealousy,
will help me get my way.
jealousy,
make sure I get my way.
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Brobocop
01:53
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soft green shade
when dark hits, I'll wear no coat.
it's too hot to be trapped inside that dress, love.
it's too hot to be trapped inside that dress.
why don't you jump out?
why don't you crawl out?
why don't you pull out?
why don't you slip out?
it's too hot to be trapped inside that dress, love.
it's too hot to be, trapped inside that dress.
why don't you jump out?
why don't you crawl out?
why don't you pull out?
why don't you slip out?
we are young.
we are young.
we are young.
we are young,
but smart enough to leave no fantasies abandoned
we're smart enough to leave no fantasies
a
ban
doned.
soft green shade
when dark hits, I'll wear no coat.
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3. |
Yeah!? What's It Tuba!?
02:18
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there's nothing left to gain
except efficiency.
there's nothing left to say
because we can't create.
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4. |
Untitled #6
03:36
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I remember when the water here was cold.
now it's real warm when I'm tired,
staggered,
old.
these old limbs, they aren't cut out for work anymore.
so I'll claw at my bones until they work again.
I remember when the water here was cold.
now it's real warm when I'm tired,
staggered,
old.
if I were you I'd be head deep in blue.
youthful, naive you.
you get your way.
(waves won't keep my company like you did when we were young.)
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5. |
New Computers
02:10
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6. |
Bernie Mac Attack
01:52
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words are too slow,
we've gotta talk with our bodies.
words are too slow,
we've gotta talk with our bodies.
words are too slow,
we've gotta talk with our bodies.
words are too slow,
so let's talk with our bodies.
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8. |
Untitled #3
02:58
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I stood as a two hundred year old tree trunk,
my roots firm and deep.
the Sun bled through the cracks in the leaves,
dying my skin.
my tender arms could not bear repentance.
smug and resilient,
I started screaming,
"green, my love, you won't shape me!"
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liberation kept me from my faith, my dear lord.
the wings you gave me kept me from walkin' through doors, my lord.
why do my prayers go unanswered?
oh, my dear lord?
momma didn't deserve what you gave her, my lord.
now let's pretend we're not sinful, tempted ones.
if only God gave us a little more time,
then we'd find out he wasn't there at all.
our sins are purged.
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10. |
Untitled #5
02:19
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11. |
End
01:57
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