1. |
Landscaper
04:32
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Can I find an answer?
Yes I can
All the things that hurt me
How they tried to work me
Like a mule, like a slave
I was a fool, I was naive
They can't lash me no more
They won't leash me no more
Here I am, here I am
I am here, here I stand
Standing for the answer
I listen for the question
There's a plan I can tell
Ain't no heaven, ain't no hell
Gotta make what you can
From the gifts you are given
No more waiting to be livin'
Tie your finger to the ribbon
A plan is not the answer, no!
A plan is not the answer
Here's a plan, here's a plan
Not an answer but a plan
How we start to listen
Ignore the system
Let it down, make a town
Where the people never frown
They can't lash me no more
They won't leash me no more
Here I am, here I am
I am here, here I stand
A plan is not the answer, no!
A plan is not the answer
Here's a plan, here's a plan
Not an answer but a plan
They can't lash me no more
They won't leash me no more
Here I am, here I am
I am here, here I stand
I have found an answer!
Secret's just to get there
The secret's just to get there
I will try and forget
I will fly and I'll land
With my feet on the ground
Making clippings making sound
They can't lash me no more
They won't leash me no more
Here I am, here I am
I am here, here I stand
I am just a landscaper.
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2. |
Whenland
02:26
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Had myself a lonesome, lonesome heart
Never seemed to find my other part
Ran around the world
Now I'm done
Always feelin empty till I found the one who made me me
Now I've got the will to sing again
And I want a piece of land to build my home
Build it out of garbage, sticks, and mud
Build it so it withstands Noah's flood
Build it with my own hands
Build it so it stands forever in my mind
For human kind
A thing they'll find
Way down the line
Won't cost a dime
They'll call it mine
For all of time
When I get my land
I'll call it free
Let all of my friends move in with me
We'll build a bunch of rooms up in the trees
Then I'll get down on my knees and pray
Pray to the day
What I'll say? I cannot say
But rest assured
It will be good
Just like it should
When I get my land I'll throw a bash
And I'll shave my beard and keep the stash
Have you take a picture with a flash
So you get the details of my wrinkled grin
In the state I'm in
I'll do a spin
Music begins
On my land
Hand in hand
With the ones I love.
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3. |
Water Daughter
06:23
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They've got nothin' on ya
All you can do, give freely
My water's your water
Your water's my water, daughter
All have different ways of showing love
All showing at least to someone, somehow
Give it, ya take it away
Give it give it give it
Get in your head, when you feel your feet you're stepping out
You're in your head...
Five Five Five Five Five we're stars
Connecting with brightness the universe we are
Whether we're planets or satellites
It revolves around us each
Our gravity can make the slightest turn
And shift a million trees a million miles
from the ripple grown bigger than bigger than
Grown bigger than bigger than!
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4. |
Puke in Rides
02:54
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It's time to get it out in a happy yes!
It's time to get it out there
Get it out there
Freed up the souls to march into tomorrow
Puke in rides then try again later
Ride ride ride ride ride
Squeeze and squoosh in the dumbwaiter
Wide, I am too wide
Once inside I yank the lever
Takes me to topside
Where I look far 'cross the valley
I see far and glide
Puke in rides then try again later
Ride ride ride ride ride
One time I got into a 12 legged octopus
Each of its feet had seats
The seats spun around
Legs went up and down
The whole octopus turned on its side
My belly turned jelly
And I started yelling
"get me off of this AHHHH!!!"
The guy started laughter
Then made it go faster
Till he got my meal on his shoe
Plus a little goo...
Puke in rides then try again later
Ride ride ride ride ride
Puke in rides, eat,
Then try again later
Ride ride ride ride ride
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5. |
Barrel of Monkeys
02:56
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Old Macdonald missed it
Put it in a barn
Mixed it with a fiddlestick
Then sounded the alarm
You don't have to go to
School is where they teach you
But what do you learn
How to work a day job
In the nighttime you yearn
You don't have to go to
Mixing up a cocktail to give to your mom
Standing on a potion that could become a bomb
You don't have to know you
Just look at all the millions
With their head in the sink
Puking up their fantasies
Locked in the Clink
There's nothing to it
Tickled at the thought of
A two car garage
Breakfast with the family
Lunch with the mob
Buried in a barrel of monkeys
Freed we become feral and spunky
Putting on a gold hat and a desperate suit
Petting on the king's cat, counting the loot
You don't have to go to work
The rest of your days
In a government firm
Glossing over your gaze
With a diluting film
Do you know who you are not?
Buried in a barrel of monkeys
Freed we become feral and spunky
Do you know who you are?
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6. |
Look at the Weird
02:14
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Look at the weird thin I've become
I am alone and I'm drowning in tears
Now that I'm here
I wanna run away from the beast that is lurking behind
Us, one and all
And if I climb
Where will I fall?
Subject the whim of this animal man
With a plan can I grow tall
Tall as a tree with the wind in my span
Us, one and all
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7. |
Animal Domiciled
04:20
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Animal Domiciled, there's a mess to make
Animal Domiciled
How could any civil minded individual take that piddle from the drivel
They stick their nostrils into pickable pockets
Tickle their stickitty fingers into your socketty sockets
Animal Domiciled, there's a mess to make
Animal Domiciled
A hundred percent, I'm surely behind you
Whether or not you're trying to take from me
Put in perspective? Look at the collective
What do you see here?
Am I a monster or really a rave star?
Let out the slaves!
Animal Domiciled, there's a mess to make
Animal Domiciled
Lickitty split, I ticketty took you into a fixable focus
Unspeakable smoke dust covers my rust crust
Collective unconscious-R-us bus
Give us the money!
My heart is focused, an unbeatable crocus
Animal Domiciled, there's a mess to make
Animal Domiciled
People keep ripping me off!
I know I can't prove it, but I can intuit
The reason I blew it is somebody threw it,
The towel, the whole game
They took the money maker and ran
I know I can't prove it, but I can intuit
They took my money maker and ran
Animal Domiciled, there's a mess to make
Animal Domiciled
One breath, Animal Domiciled
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8. |
Sheep Song
03:08
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Laid in a shed with some straw under her head
Is a sheep just born, asleep in the morning
When she wakes she'll make a little sound
Her mother alert will tend to any hurt she feels
In the outside world it's not easy for a girl
There are tips and spills and climbing over hills
We all have pain
And it seems when the world's a little mean
How easy it would be to open up and scream in hatred
But she holds it in, takes a breath, let's a sigh
There is no one around to catch her with a frown upon her face
Now she's older, the world's grown much colder
But as she's aged her coat of wool is thick and keeps her warm
On the inside.
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9. |
Ain't No Way
02:26
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Ain't that something
Hopping on top of a train, will it take me away from this time of the year?
Looks like winter is heavy upon us, the time when it seems that the
mind turns a little bit queer
If you let it get to you then it will be your rival
Be a Buddha take it as it is you will survive
Ain't no way the weather's gonna get me to drop no tears
Change is different
Nothing is wrong here
I'm sane and I'm happy
I found a philosophy thing
Pick and choose it
Made it my own
By acting on what I believe
With belief now I sing
If you let it get to you then it will be your rival
Be a Buddha take it as it is you will survive
Ain't no way the weather's gonna get me to drop no tears
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10. |
Happened in the Morning
02:36
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Looking through the valley
Like a cat up in an alley
Pining for a drink
Think I see a bowl of milk
Give a tilt, got nothin'
Suffering? Got nothin'
Just want a bit of something
To get on through this rough one
Think I gotta run
Get on through this rough on and have some fun
A simple somethin'
Stick my thumb up
Hitch a ride
Catch a ride
Glitch to hide from tough enough
Slide and glide into enough 'n' stuff
Field of fluff
Sniffin' up a field of fluff
Having fun
It's not so bad
Doing good
Feeling rad
Woke up in the morning
Something in the morning happened
Happened without warning
And I think it woke me up
I love you
Happened in the morning
I think it woke me
Tickled my belly
Got a little smelly
Cookin in the sun
A dumpster in the back
Tick tack toe
Who won?
You won
I'm done
I'm on the run
Shun the money that makes you one
I'm the one, I'm the one having fun
Having fun
It's not so bad
Doing good
Feeling rad
Flipping through the past events
In the pages of my mind
What will the future send?
What fate will I find?
Run in place, run in place
Then run in to a destination
Pull into a spot where I further my plot
I've got to get paid
No one's gonna make this money for me
An artist, I'm working the hardest
I'm pumping on something
This growth goes unnoticed
But soon I'll explode this
And then you'll notice
Having fun
It's not so bad
Doing good
Feeling rad
Happened in the morning
I think it woke me
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I'm going to meet you no matter where you are...
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I'm going to meet you no matter where you are.
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I'm going to meet you in a faraway land
Somebody gave us both directions with plans to get us lost
I'm going to meet you
No matter what the cost
Ah, Eee, rowing away in a boat
Ah, Eee, landing my ship on your shore
Body sore from the rocking
Ah, Eee, bury my feet in the sand till my ship comes a-knocking
Then I'm gone far away
No idea how I got where I am or how this man turned into a star
I'm going to meet you in a faraway land
Somebody gave us both directions with plans to get us lost
Now that I'm here, I feel at home, and I'm in love now that I am whole
Only trouble is I love everyone, can't choose a way so I fall into one
People get mad, people get hurt
I'm rowing a boat and it's not ordinary
Ah, Eee, rowing away in a boat
Ah, Eee, landing my ship on your shore
Body sore from the rocking
Ah, Eee, bury my feet in the sand till my ship comes a-knocking
Then I'm gone far away
No idea how I got where I am or how this man turned into a star
I'm going to meet you
I'm going to meet you
I'm going to meet you
No matter where you are....
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14. |
Icky Sticky
03:07
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I live inside a cage
I cannot break it
Maybe you'll understand my rage
And why I'm naked in this room
Ooo, maybe I'll get a raise
Taze me a boon
A look at all these habits and hobbits
And hobbies and rabies rabbits
Knobby kneed fable tablets
In this room
He begot, he be gettin'
Pick it up, sticky lesson
No one can put up a lesson to me
Lesson to me sticky Ahh
Taking off the noose round my dicky
Dicky icky sticky icky Ahh
Dicky icky sticky in my knickers
Kickin' down the gold road to Oz
Tricky!
Where in the world can I escape from the world
Dicky icky pick a pace a quicker
Tickle torture force a face to snicker
Move it in a line up and down a spine
Cannot put a finger on a way or how to climb
It's a fight with a cop to the top
Gonna pop
Take your finger stick a socket of a clock, tick tock
Never stop
It's a fight to the top
Gonna pop
Stick ya finger in a socket or ya flop drip drop
No one can put up a lesson to me
Lesson to me sticky Ahh
Taking off the noose round my dicky
Dicky icky sticky icky Ahh
Dicky icky sticky in my knickers
Kickin' down the gold road to Oz
Tricky!
Where in the world can I escape from the world
No one can put up a lesson to me
Lesson to me sticky Ahh
Taking off the noose round my dicky
Dicky icky sticky icky Ahh
Dicky icky sticky in my knickers
Kickin' down the gold road to Oz
Tricky!
Keep it going
Keep it going
Where in the world can I escape from the world?
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15. |
Mechanism
01:48
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The mechanism worth reckoning with
I threatened your neighbor with all kinds of favors
Unsavory moments go passing like inclement weather
You shiver, it's over, it's warm, green clovers surrounding
They abound
Your form is impermanent
Spent on pleasures and pointless rent
Every cent into another pocket
You can't lock it away
Cuz one day you're gone
and with you, all your songs and bong hits
Shit you thought would last forever
Now all the words you thought were clever are long and drawn
What signifies life is the way you live it
Making you see eyes are bright
There's a light inside your eye
Gonna make it up as I go along, time time.
In the world that we live in there's a pop and you're gone
There's a bang and you're hooted
There's a shot and you're fucked
Release the loving like a knot in your heart
Like a load in your lover
Like a laugh at a fart
Give us something, give us all that you've got
Could be a little, could be a lot
Might be simple
Might be hyper-complex, deflective and respectively receptive
In all respects a collective flexing excellence in balance
Like a book was written 'bout how best to live and people read it
Then they did it
No excuses, what's the use?
If you're learning how to live and find an answer then ignore it
You're at war
It's just stupid
You're not subject
You're THE Subject
You're the King!
You're the Cupid!!
Don't be stupid or I'll smack ya!
Swear I'll do it!
You're the King!
Sing your song,
There's a chorus ready to back ya
Better than getting whacked in the side of the head
With a fully shellacked board!!!
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