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Squeamish
04:51
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Oh my god
is that the phone again?
Do they not understand
there's better ways to contact me?
Oh my god
is that the snow again?
Do they not understand
I can't work when I might freeze?
Oh my god
is that the snow again?
Just throw it underhand, see where it lands
it might hit me
Oh my god
what a confusing man
Does he yet understand, I can't speak
when he's near me?
But it's written on the card
the one that I just posted
I hope it hits you hard
hope it finds you good
It's written out in blood
I hope that you're not squeamish
Blood is all I had in the deep, dark woods
'Oh my god'
He said 'I didn't see you there
but did I stop and stare too long
hope I wasn't rude'
I said 'Oh I'm sorry
I didn't mean for you to find me here
but I just set up camp and took a nap
where it felt good'
But I've written you a card
the one that I've just posted
I hope it hits you hard
hope it finds you good
It's written out in blood
I hope that you're not squeamish
but blood is all I had
in the deep, dark woods
It's written on the bread
the slice that I just toasted
I smothered it in jam
to disguise the wounds
and spelt it out with ham
the trouble here with that is
the dog was hungry and she needed food
bread was all I had
so I guess it don't look good
but it might get there soon
la da da da da da da da da da da
I don't mind
no, I don't mind
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2. |
I'd Be Bored
04:01
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You were onto me,
I’m a fish out the sea and I’m gleaming
But I can’t breathe
Never mind, won’t show that side of me
On TV
And I’ll never swim,
I’d drown to stay slim
Can’t you see?
That on TV you see what you wanna see
If it were up to me,
I’d stay in the sea and I’d bleed in there
Where it runs clean
You’re to talk, you chose to walk with me
When you’ve seen that I’ll never win
I’m frightened of him he’s a dear,
So I’ll steer
Where weather claims my tears
But if I was yours I’d be happier
I’d be cured of my awkward uncertainty
But I’m not so sure,
I think I’d be bored
I’d be bored
Cause if I was yours I’d be
Locked indoors
And tied to a contract of beautiful words
And I’m not so sure
I think I’d be bored
I’d be bored
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3. |
Beaches
03:05
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I don't know where you might run to
You play on roads so cars might bite you
But those beaches
will be your home
and those creatures
might leave you well alone
I don't know where you might run to
and you stay on boats so tides might guide you
to beaches
They'll be your home
and those creatures
might leave you well alone
Those beaches
will be your home
and those creatures
might leave you well alone
and those beaches
they'll be your home
and those creatures
might leave you well alone
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4. |
Cat Lady
04:08
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The world's just ground me
to 7 days with a mini me, it's great TV
Tune in to channel 3
Glimpse of a future crazy cat lady
She looks like me
It's quite spooky
That puzzle again so hard to decipher
printed on top of something inspired
How can I win?
I love comparisons and you're not as sweet as them
(Not as sweet as them)
but your claws stay digging in til the big light's out again
Save my skin
(Save her skin)
This room's too small for a pilate pose
apart from cross-legged on the floor
Cry, cry
The cats look at me like I'm crazy
I'm not crazy
I'm not crazy
Weeped in my driving lesson
The neighbour thinks it's a blessing
but what a waste of money
I love my new wee home!
Uncanny comparison but you're not as sweet as them
(Not as sweet as them)
but your claws stay digging in til the big light's out again
Uncanny comparison but you're not as sweet as them
(Not as sweet as them)
but your claws stay digging in til the big light's out again
Save my skin
(Save her skin)
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5. |
Silky Saturday
03:34
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Mairi Sutherland Glasgow, UK
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