1. |
Dartmouth
02:47
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i think i hit my limit
and my tires are bald as hell
i'm gonna take my throat and slit it
find a crossroadman and stop
set up shop
i'm gonna shine my soul and sell it
i dont know if there's more out there than there is in dartmouth
lord knows i'd hate to leave her nowww
all i know is i dont care if everywhere is nicer than dartmouth
the stench of grease and beer still suits me anyhow
dont mean that i wont leave her
ooo cause she's backed me in a corner
and i'm foaming all about
can't fight nature i'm a roamer
putting roots and scuttlin boots
and doing things with rings when yonder shores are calling
ain't something that i do
i'm gonna take my chains and schmang em
left like breadcrumbs on the road
i love this town but this is stagnant
find a crossroad man and stop
set up shop
i'm gonna shine my soul and sell it
chorus
refrain
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2. |
Able Mabel
01:27
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able mabel
smooth and capable
alloy allows her movements
to be stable
spare parts hang
around the stable
warm cool and relatable
and she knows just when i'm down
and she knows just when to clown around
and she knows just when i'm down
and she knows just when to clown around
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3. |
Mulligan
04:07
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you take the trickle down
from the leaky tap
that takes it all in at the top
of a torrential gushing waterfall
what if the debt just can't be repaid
by the very way its made
what if money isn't enough
like some...albanian blood feud
our way of life has run its course
shed it from your skin boys
start again
start again mulligan
start again
start again mulligan
start again
its the rinsing off of the albatross
whos still proud but sloppy in the muck
wipe the oil from your eye
strike the root
just take it easy on the throttle guys
we wont blast through this one with poweslides
deep breathing
as we back off
chorus
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4. |
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the summers growing long
and the cold can't be far off
i've got plenty in the storeroom
if i can heat off the creeping frost
the tomatoes have gone red now
and the potatoes are in the soil
but i've got no more trees for wood now
so i'll have to burn the oil
keep me warm
ancient tyrannosaurus rex
when the snows up to the doorknob
youre the love the i love best
keep me warm
keep me dry from out the storm
and i'll go to work no matter
what the weatherman may say
for theres rent to pay no other way
to face the silent wall of debt i'm building
with every step i make
so that every breath i breathe
seems a pricey move to make
chorus
summers growing long
and the cold can't be far off
i've got plenty in the storeroom
if i can heat off the creeping frost
the potatoes have gone red now
and the tomatoes are in the soil
and i've got no more trees for wood now
so i'll have to burn the oil
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5. |
Meanderthal
04:11
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meanderthal
he's not anything at all
the rise and fall
of rome thats all
when theres not a lick to eat up anymore
and all our valleys turn to shore
i'm gonna want it like it was so long before
i'm gonna miss this
i'm so entertained that i can't even feel my pain
it just goes away, everytime i make it go that way
its a lasting game, and sometimes you've gotta wait
and while you wait you make plans for better days
but maybe one day we wont be killing like weu are
i think i feel a change, it can't be very far now
a day to start off other days where all of us
fall in love with all of us
give me memories of when we out ran the race
instagram, when all i want is to see your face
centuries and all we've come up to is this
pleasantries, when i'd trade my porn just to have a kiss
heaven's gate, will nary open up for me
its too late, for the lords light to set me free
i don't care, i dont plan on dying anyway
fuck a then, if i have i'll have to live today
fireballs, risky business thats for sure
oil hauls, when all we want is to see a cure
tailling ponds, when all we need is some food to eat
industry, when all we want is some destiny
chivalry is feeling pretty dead to me
don quixote knows they'
always come on back for what they need
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6. |
Napless Royal
03:15
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a napless royal
can't do naught but toil
keep his crown in shape
keep his peasants in his noble
wake
a snackless boy will
chase a whim for a kill
sleep away his youngest days
reap the choices that he hath made
a napless royal
deep cut scuttlebutt
a napless royal
understand a man
we don't try to hard but its the best we can
bring me on to sleep
dream in the woods while vines go
creep
get underneath his skin
royal blood bleeds royal thin
for all time he stands guard
translucent skin belays all that he was
a napless royal
deep cut scuttlebutt
a napless royal
there'll be a day he'll rest
under a grave in a sleepy death
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7. |
Moon Ladder
01:16
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8. |
Name Is
02:40
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G
there are smells in the air that invigorate us
F#(thumb)
i wonder if there were past generations
that could name it
what that smell is
why it invigorates us
ask/past generations
F -G-C-G F-G-C-G Am-G
no doubt, anything so beneficial would've been contemplated
and named
many times before
by many types of people
many types of people
i do not know what my grandparents have to say about life
but i know they do
not function with technology
i know they can feel
lonely and forgotten and
i know they require more and more care as they age
i do not know how they lived before all the things we cling to
i live simply, and yet they would laugh at me
at my definition of simplicity
there are smells in the air that invigorate us
but i have not learned what they are
it doesn't change the effect
but it stops me short
at just understanding the love i feel for it
i have to leave it at "i love it because i do"
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9. |
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nah
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10. |
bonus Martin on the fly
03:22
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the root vegetables get to stephen and martin sings his hearts song
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Cutty Hutton Dartmouth, Nova Scotia
Cutty Hutton was found in soot, with a gnarling wall and a fingered foot; a football lens, an appled maw, and an eversigh that wont stay put
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