1. |
Brakelights
04:29
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Didn't notice you'd stopped breathing
Never know when you're awake
Didn't see those brake lights leaving
Or which path you chose to take
I could wait all day
Bring the mangoes with the Buddha
They're all rotten anyway
Put them with the chickens' food-a
Turn to compost any day
Maybe rain today
Didn't notice you'd stopped breathing
Never know when you're awake
Didn't see those brake lights leaving
Or which path you chose to take
I could wait all day
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2. |
Caught A Little Monkey
02:09
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Caught a little monkey
Twenty-five years ago
That hairy feller
Taught me everything I need to know
Started off friendly
Way to pass the time
I didn’t realise
He’d never teach me how to climb
Got a little vicious
Beat him twice a day
Sleeping on the sofa
As the floor tiles fell away
Took him out to be social
Keep him on a chain
But he didn’t know the difference
‘Tween the sacred and profane
Lord knows I tried to drown that monkey
But he can hold his breath
Down there so long
Kicking and screaming and clawing at my face
Little fingers
Too damn strong
Guess we have to learn to get along
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3. |
Rocky Bay
03:26
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Rocky Bay
Swim away
Sunlight glints on swinging axe
Hanging tree
Son of three
Should man be judged by final act
Black eyes dark night
Look to the light
Displaced soul
Tale untold
Misty poets' speech repressed
Take a wife
Take her life
Take a concubine distressed
Kingdom of girls
Waiting to die
Father yields
Work the fields
Raise the pigs and learn the land
Exiled heart
Flame impart
A legacy obscured in blood
Black eyes dark night
Forever good night
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4. |
Only You Know
02:17
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I've been waiting so long for your touch
Not to have you near
But i got to keep going on without you
Through the pain and fear
I keep drinking
Laughing and crying
When no one else can see
'Cause only you know me
Only you know me
I've been missing your kisses and other things
When I lay down at night
But i got to keep pushing on in exile
Can't give up the fight
I keep smiling
Pretending I'm okay
So no one else can see
But honey you know me
Only you know me
Now I've tried different ways
To forget about these lonely days
But I keep coming back
To thoughts of you
And how I should beg you to stay
Ooh
Ooh-wee-hoo
Ooh
Ooh-wee-hoo-ooh
Wee-hoo-ooh
Ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh
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5. |
Almond Eyes
04:17
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Never been a rich man
I've certainly wasted my share
Long as I can keep you safe
I'm guessing you won't even care
When I first heard the news
I figured I could change
As time elasticated on you see
A few bad habits remained
But it gives me the strength for a few more tries
As I look into your almond eyes
Well it gives me the strength for a few more tries
As I look into your almond eyes
Never been a wise man
Could certainly call me a fool
Never made it through high school
I thought I was too cool
Now you come to me for some sage guidance or advice
I ain't got a thing to offer 'cept
If it scares you don't think twice
But it gives me the guts for a few more tries
As I look into your almond eyes
Well it gives me the guts for a few more tries
As I look into your almond eyes
Always looked out for answers
Never looking inside
When you find a peace in you
I hoping you know that I tried
To give you more
Than was ever offered up to me
But it's all subjective 'cause you see
Two plus two ain't three
But it gives me the strength for a few more times
As I look into your almond eyes
Yeah it gives me the strength for a few more tries
As I look into your almond eyes
Well it gives me the guts for a few more tries
As I look into your almond eyes
Yeah it gives me the strength for a few more tries
As I look into your almond eyes
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