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Hugs And Kisses
05:20
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Once when I was young
I had a friend and we had some fun.
But I bumped my knee.
It hurt real bad,
But it didn't bleed.
Mom called me in for lunch.
I showed her my bumps and bruises.
She told me to go and wash my hands.
And the peanut butter made me feel better.
Tell me that you love me, Mommy.
Tell me that you care.
'Cuz yesterday I felt real bad
'Bout breaking your brand new dishes.
Once when I was young
I had a friend and we had some fun.
Out in my backyard
We'd count the squirrels
And we'd chase the sun.
Mom called me in for lunch
And I told her 'bout all my bizness.
She told me to go and wash my hands.
And the sandwiches were delicious.
Tell me that you love me, Mommy.
Tell me that you care.
Tomorrow's yet another day
For all your hugs and kisses.
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2. |
Sweet Tooth Blues
03:41
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My baby's so sweet
She like sugar for my sugar.
My baby's so sweet
She like sugar for my sugar.
Said my baby's so sweet
She like sugar for my sugar.
My baby's so sweet
She's like sugar for my sugar.
Crave her all the time.
She's the honey and the hive.
And now that she's gone away,
I got the sweet tooth blues.
I got the sweet tooth blues.
I got the sweet tooth blues.
I got the sweet tooth blues.
My baby's so sweet
She like sugar for my sugar.
My baby's so sweet
She like sugar for my sugar.
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3. |
Halloween Queen
01:57
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Flower
04:38
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Ah, you see
The pretty flower.
You see
The pretty flower.
He could not live
In your glass of water.
Ah, you see
The pretty flowers.
You see
All the pretty flowers.
But I see…
I see the…
Insects that rape them
And shred their petals
Half decapitated by predators
Lonely stems, bored
Staring at the sun or
Sitting in the cold mud
Almost drowned or
Blown away
Ripped Out
Snapped
At the spine of the ground
By human hands.
Pretty flower.
Waiting to die
In your cup of water.
Pretty flower.
Could not live
In your glass of water.
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5. |
It Ain't That Bad
04:32
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Won't you take my hand?
I got grease on my fingers,
But it's not that bad.
I got a two-penny job,
And I live with my mom.
But baby, c'mon,
It ain't all that bad.
I climbed up a tree
Just to fall back down.
I bought myself a home
Just to run away from town.
I got a candy-cane tongue
And a bubble-gum brain.
But baby, c'mon,
It ain'ts all that bad.
I'm full of pick-up truck lovin'
And back-country fun.
I got a six pack of charm
And a tobacco-spit smile.
And even tho' we'ze poor,
And the police at the door.
Come on baby,
It ain't all that bad.
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6. |
Angel
03:50
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Oh, my angel:
Where is your halo?
Where are your wings?,
And what have you done
With your heavenly charm?
Oh, my girlfriend:
Where is our happiness?
Why don't we talk?,
And where have we lost
Our inseparable hearts?
Oh, my angel:
Where is your halo?
Where are your wings?,
And what have you done
With your heavenly charm?
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Adore
01:05
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I saw you yesterday, girl.
I look up in the sky:
There you are!--
A rainbow in the night.
Me, a roaming madman
Seeking your, mmmm,
Sweet pot of gold.
If I could win you in a sweepstakes, girl,
I'd submit a million entries.
And if second prize was your smile?
Sheeyit, I'd monopolize the ballets.
'Cuz I adore you.
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I Want To Be With You
02:28
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Inside-out and upside-down,
Spinning all around
These thoughts in my head.
I want to go and go and go and go.
Never to return to this
accumulating hopelessness.
So take my hand
And off we'll be
Away from here
So far from near.
I want to be with you.
I want to sleep with you.
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Paleontology
08:34
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I'm a paleontologist.
I want your bones.
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12. |
Ism
05:35
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Organism
Masochism
Catholicism
Nationalism
Futurism
Cosmatism
Surrealism
Realism
Fundamentalism
Transcendentalism
Ostracism
Mysticism
Capitalism
Aneurysm
Humanitarianism
Unitarianism
Fascism
Buddhism
Socialism
Feminism
Uniformitarianism
Vegetarianism
Chauvinism
Skepticism
Cubism
Sexism
Internationalism
Totalitarianism
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john a. maurer iv Honolulu, Hawaii
jazz-junky john jives jubilantly, jingling and jangling, jamming and jigging—a jaunty and jolly good jabberwocky
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Algorithms
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Algorithms, and dragons, and jazz: oh my!
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