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Tripping On A Sunday
03:34
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Blood on the tissue.
Blood on the tile.
Blood on the tissue.
Blood on the tile.
Howlers on the rooftop.
Howlers in the darkness.
A little ice cream never hurt no one.
Sea creature tastes the cold on the tip of it's tongue.
Tripping on a Sunday.
Turned into a snowflake.
Assemble the fragments to my damaged psyche.
Blood on the tissue.
Blood on the tile.
Blood on the tissue.
Blood on the tile.
Howlers on the rooftop.
Howlers in the darkness.
A little ice cream never hurt no one.
Sea creature tastes the cold on the tip of it's tongue.
Tripping on a Sunday.
Turned into a snowflake.
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Puberty
02:00
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Evil kid selling candy underground, puzzled looks, indifferent eyes,
Lou Barlow whispers ancient truths in my ears,
Black stockings, black glasses, black lipstick, silent frame.
We're the sons and daughters of America.
We live in these songs.
We're the sons and daughters of America.
We live in these songs.
Fuck all these pretentious pricks who think their work holds weight.
Just lips on a face.
Can’t tell me how to live my fate.
We’re both cut from the same cloth, came outta the same cave.
And fuck you, I’m not above personal jabs in my own songs you pieces of shit.
We’re the sons and daughters of America, we live in these songs.
It’s not what you say but how you say it that counts.
You are what you watch. You are what you read. You are what you listen to.
Hey you, your songs fucking suck and they’re total hipster bait.
And you, your films are awful you pathetic piece of shit.
And you, see if I help you in the future you fucking asshole.
Just you wait and see.
We’re the sons and daughters of America, we live in these songs.
You’re the poet in my heart though you make me wanna fart.
Get started on the part now.
Carve the path young sow.
I love this country.
Love all the people.
Except you and you and you and you.
You guys all suck.
You fucking pieces of shit.
We’re the sons and daughters of America, we live in these songs.
We’re the sons and daughters of America, we live in these songs.
We’re the sons and daughters of America, we live in these songs.
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Saved By The Smell
01:58
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When I woke up,
There was nothing at all,
Just a glimpse of a life once lived.
You’re just lips on a human face.
Just lips on a human face.
Went outside to collect my things,
Realized there was nothing to collect.
Just a glimpse of a life once lived.
You’re just lips on a human face.
Just lips on a human face. Just lips on a human face.
Saved by the smell. We were all saved by the smell.
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Fitzgerald
02:09
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Tadpole/Dub Jam
04:26
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God's Asshole/Branca
03:28
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Dripping/Spin The Bottle
03:26
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London Bridge
01:44
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Too stoned to write this song.
Too stoned to sing these words.
It ain't poetry baby.
I'm just really fucking stoned.
I feel my face melting away.
Too stoned to fucking play.
Why are you even listening to me?
Too stoned to come up with a good rhyming word.
Too stoned to get more stoned.
It ain't poetry baby.
I'm just really fucking stoned.
Too stoned to finish this song,
Too stoned to make art.
Too stoned to hold the pen
that I'm using to write this song even
though I said I was too stoned to write this song.
Ah fuck it!
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Perfect Song(Drag City)
08:07
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Painted Faces Queens, New York
Painted Faces is the solo recording project of artist/musician David Drucker born in Miami,
Florida but based in Queens, New York since 2011. Sometimes there are other members playing live and on tour.
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