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01/ Here's to the one with the smoking stare Running through my head with a bolo knife Chopping up the threads made up from looms Of love and blood and hate and some empty tunes Eyes killer cold and black and bare Freaky little tooth hanging solo Sucking at the walls like a rolo now Making a cocoon when my brain fits I wanna go back I wanna go back I wanna go back with a club and attack I wanna take to my guns and break you I gotta make my little foe take his own I wanna go back, I wanna go back I wanna go back with a club and attack I wanna take to my guns and break you I gotta make my little foe take his own
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I've overgrown with a yellow mold Just fizzing drones in a hollow dome My funny nose dripping little groans I'm so so cold in the marrow of my bones I look at you as you take a snooze Your skinny lips dripping rabid goo I lift your chin and I grin at you As you come to, man I'm running round your head with a bolo knife I'm gonna go back I'm gonna go back I'm gonna go back to a face, no more mask I was in full bloom until I met you I'm gonna shake my fetters I'm breaking loose I'm gonna go back I'm gonna go back I'm gonna go back to a face, no more mask I was in full bloom until I met you I'm gonna shake my fetters I'm breaking loose
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M�mbo 02/ What'll it be now mister mole Whisper sloth in curls of smoke Take a back seat Snake eyed Or play pharaoh With a sly smile Dance with me He can hold you And shake your bones And shake you child Slow down Wanna play cheat It's a science Now says the sloth He's been waiting A domino To bring you down Flush to his nose Snake eyed Tickle that cheek With a sly smile And take your throne He can hold you Pump your veins And shake you child With gushing gold Leopards laze each Slow down On plush pillows It's a science Slender capes He's been waiting Of red and chrome To bring you down Snake eyed Paperback dreams With a sly smile In their deep doze He can hold you Twitch their toes to And shake you child Black mambo We can hold you Slow down We can hold you It's a science We can hold you He's been waiting We can hold you To bring you down
03/ We float before the sea at dusk In heavy mist, in glitter dust I smile before I want to I smile because you want to We sip the wind through lips of lust And out it comes, warm wisps of love I smile because I want to I smile because you want to Put the flowers in your hair Wrap your tendrils round my chest I smile because I want to I am your boy Shake my little soul for you now, toy And I settle up into a world of noise I'm a man of many tricks and tools and joy With a battery of guilt on which to poise Down by the shore, a funny foal Who bit my wings and ate them whole You left before I come to You left before I come to We took to hills into the trees I hit my head and bit the leaves You left before I come to You left before IÂ…
Shanks of slate fall to the beach Wrapped in life in ultra greens Pools teem with tiny feet And whorls of tired anemones You left before I got to You left before I got to You left before I You left before I Shook the flowers from your hair Run to me and kiss my hands I'm dead before I I'm dead before I Shake my little soul for you now, toy And I settle up into a world of noise I'm a man of many tricks and tools and joy With a battery of guilt on which to poise
Poo�s I smile because I want to
GoĂ˜ey 04/ Alright, come close Let me show you everything I know The jungle slang Spinning 'round my head and I stare While my naked fool Fresh out of an icky gooey womb A woozy youth Dopes upon her silky smooth perfume Right, my little pooh bear, wanna take a chance? Wanna sip this smooth air, kick it in the sand I'd say I told you so but you just gonna cry You just wanna know those peanut butter vibes My, my simple sir, this ain't gonna work Mind my wicked words and tipsy topsy slurs I can't take this place,no I can't take this place I just wanna go where I can get some space Truth be told I've been here, I've done this all before I take your gloom I curl it up and puff it into plumes
Right, my little pooh bear, wanna take a chance? Wanna sip this smooth air, kick it in the sand I'd say I told you so but you just gonna cry You just wanna know those peanut butter vibes My, my simple sir, this ain't gonna work Mind my wicked words and tipsy topsy slurs I can't take this place,no I can't take this place I just wanna go where I can get some space Hold my hand and float back to the summer time Tangled in the willows now our tongues are tied How can I believe you, how can I be nice Tripping around the tree stumps in your summer smile Right, my little pooh bear, wanna take a chance? Wanna sip this smooth air, kick it in the sand I'd say I told you so but you just gonna cry You just wanna know those peanut butter vibes My my simple sir, this ain't gonna work Mind my wicked words and tipsy topsy slurs I can't take this place, no I can't take this place I just wanna go where I can get some space
Walla
Walla
05/ Hi my little naked man I saw you there looking sad Face so lost, petrified Timid twitch in your wide eyes My oh my such strange supplies Many spoons all in a pile Did you bend 'em with your mind? Precious precious right right right Honey honey, don't you cry It's a ruse All these creatures are a lie Funny bunny, it's alright I clap my hands And they're gone into the night Wiggle toes on wicker braids Hanging with their nails so frayed Mini fruits all bone dry And a cape, black tie-dyed I bet I can make you smile In the pools of moonlight Watch this little trick of mine Say with me this tiny rhyme Take my hand
06/ Your baby's falling You know I'm talking now You know I'm dancing You know I'm racing round No no you're so juiced You said you'd kick the booze You know I'll get bruised You know I'm just a boy Come back baby, don't you cry Don't you drain those big blue eyes I've been crawling Come back baby, don't you cry Just you say the reason why I can calm you You say I'm bawling I say I'm begging while You take my photo I fake my breaking smile I'm fucking loco I can't get through to you You turn your nose you Spark up and I can go Come back baby, don't you cry Don't you drain those big blue eyes I've been crawling Come back baby, don't you cry Just you say the reason why I can calm you
To the left now, boy Underneath the moon By the thick tan sand And the tall thin grass One more thing for you
07/ Put your hand down, boy Welcome to my zoo Put your head inside My big black wild while I can still help you See the snake-baboon Funky, chic and smooth Honey can you spy The divine ape-swine Cause he can see you Im a man, I'm a twisted fool My hands are twisted, too Five fingers, two black hooves I'm a man, don't spin me a lie Got toes and I can smile I'm crooked but upright
See the distant flume In the sleepy dunes Makes my nerves clench close And my bones go cold When I see that room And all I ever want Is just a little love I said in purrs under the palms And all I ever want Is breaking me apart I’m a man, I’m a twisted fool My hands are twisted too Five fingers, two black hooves I’m a man, don’t spin me a lie Got toes and I can smile I’m crooked but upright
And all I ever want Is just a little love I said in purrs under the palms And all I ever want is breaking me apart I said to the thing that I once was I'm a man, I'm a twisted fool My hands are twisted too Five fingers, two black hooves I'm a man, don't spin me a lie Got toes and I can smile I'm crooked but upright
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08/ Twee vole go dig your hole Squish squirmies in your nose Tree hairs in your eyes You smile so super quiet
So my friend our time is done You and I could've had so much With ropes for the bucket Of luscious black gold nuggets, yeah...
Free air you slip on A cave edge, a black bowl Breathing deep and slow As your own splash echoes
Oh, vole where did you go? Dim lanterns held by groans Of beasties sad and tired Lost in the muck and...
You can't run so you must hide You won't make it back this time I sold your rope for a bucket Of lemon peel, now suck it
It's all dank and gross Slugs on shrooms bubble smoke Through pipes and mondo rolls Their fuzzy warbles drone
WYRD
Mmmm, baby Mmmm, baby Mmmm, baby please Don't go You can't run so you must hide You won't make it back this time I sold your rope for a bucket Of lemon peel, now suck it So my friend our time is done You and I could've had so much With ropes for the buckets Of luscious black gold nuggets You can't run so you must hide You won't make it back this time I sold your rope for a bucket Of lemon peel, now suck it So my friend our time is done You and I could've had so much With ropes for the buckets Of luscious black gold nuggets, yeah...
Cocoďż˝ ho 09/
This old goat with beard of Grey He turns his leather gripped cane, Those times you clapped and called for, Quiet. They've come to hold you ain't that nice He packs a fat oom Paul to Jib make home-made perfume Sip froth from soft, warm joe Snug eiderdown bedclothes You know, you know the way that I hide
Come on you hermit, you never fight back Why don't you play with bows and arrows? Why don't you dance like You're sick in your mind? Why don't you set your wings on fire? You slick back that waxy mane A neat tucked slice Deep trees sleep on the dank lawn And scratch the slate You finger down that waxen line Between your breasts A squeaky pain upon each breath The promised land, I said, I said, I said You know the way that I hide for you
ooves Come on you hermit, you never fight back Why don't you play with bows and arrows? Why don't you dance like You're sick in your mind? Why don't you set your wings on fire? Come on you hermit, why don't you play nice? Why don't you toy with sex and violence Why don't you stare back Into my huge eye Why don't you set my wings on fire?
10/ Oooooooh...
I'm all drying out Where my funny friends gone? I You're in paradise Breathe Who's gonna plant the flowers huh?
Air And sigh
Weak and worried I You... Shut my wild eyes ...can And crumble to a pile Sleeps Of dust and fertilize
And cries I'm all armored up I've got my old helmet on Keeping out an eye Puffing all my feathers up One more little blow One more tap and I'll collapse Teetering on a toe I feel that final poke Please, it's not okay Oh can't you feel your dirty face Oh don't it leave that filthy taste When you squeeze that life untamed
Please, it's not okay Oh can't you feel your dirty face Oh don't it leave that filthy taste When you squeeze that life untamed /Take my hand and let us fall/ Play with me and pass the ball Take my hand and let us fall Play with me and pass the ball Take my hand and let us fall
I Breathe Air I And Free And sigh Fall
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You Can't Breathe Without me
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01/ I wanna make it right I wanna make you cry
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I follow soon, I follow soon I follow soon, I follow I follow soon, I follow soon I follow soon, I follow Stop swaying when the moon is shaking thou Makes mama throw her hands and flip around Back lashing with a bullet full of love Makes papa wanna crawl up his old truck Stop swaying when the moon is shaking thou Makes mama throw her hands and flip around Back lashing with a bullet full of love Makes papa wanna crawl up his old truck
Stop swaying when the moon is shaking thou Makes mama throw her hands and flip around Back lashing with a bullet full of love Makes papa wanna crawl up his old truck Stop swaying when the moon is shaking thou Makes mama throw her hands and flip around Back lashing with a bullet full of love Makes papa wanna crawl up his old truck Stop swaying when the moon is shaking thou Makes mama throw her hands and flip around Back lashing with a bullet full of love Makes papa wanna crawl up his old truck
I follow soon, I follow soon I follow soon, I follow I follow soon, I follow soon I follow soon, I follow I follow soon, I follow soon I follow soon, I follow
02/ When you see him Look him in the eye, look him in the eye 02/ And he won’t dare to follow Ifhim you need to When you see Hook him with your eye, hook him with Look him in the eye, look him in the eyeyour eye your wiggles and wallows And heDo won't dare to follow Sleep so tightIfbut by a raven’s legs you need to Killed upright, sniffing by his head Hook him with your eye, hook him with your eye Takeswiggles his high with a bop on bed Do your and wallows joggle his torn Sleep Makes so tightitbut by awith raven's legs off legs Killed upright, sniffing by his head Wakehis uphigh withwith a hatchet your head Takes a bop over on bed You wake up with hatchet over your head Makes it joggle withahis torn off legs
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I can seehead you running Wake up with a hatchet over your I can seehead you running You wake up with a hatchet over your Gone in the blink of my eye Gone, gone, gone therunning blink of my eye I can seeinyou can running see you running I can seeI you I can Gone in the blink ofsee myyou eye running Gone in the blink of my eye Gone, gone, gone in the blink of my eye Gone, gone, gone in the I can see you runningblink of, blink of my eye I can see you running Gone in the blink of my eye Gone, gone, gone in the blink of, blink of my eye
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Open your eyes, chocking on his bed Chocking on his bed, then grimace and smile Take a toll, he is with cigarettes He picks your brains, he's stomping on his chest Sit his tone with one fast hand Stuff his mouth with salty sand Tie his arms up from his head Rolling around like a rusty can Wake up with a hatchet over your head You wake up with a hatchet over your head I can see you running I can see you running Gone in the blink of my eye Gone, gone, gone in the blink of my eye I can see you running I can see you running Gone in the blink of my eye Gone, gone, gone in the blink of my, blink of my eye.
Please A-ha Don't get up Please A-ha
W�ozy
Now can we place a bet You love collect calls inside of your cigarettes I still wonder why you can't seem To get it yet If we go half then maybe we can spend another night Another day another chance for us to get right Inside these walls we watch the tables turn You say I should've had a mother And watch my navel yearn There are things that I expect you know How you gone plant a whole seed and not expect it to grow? We just smoking too much weed I'm still expecting to blow Let's take a walk Don't forget your key baby Let's say a prayer Come on get down on your knees baby
/feat. Jean Deaux/
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Theres no doubt You know I want this Just as much as you What if you lyin' Then I'm just stuck here like a fuckin fool I'll still be stuck even if This is the fuckin truth You say I'm running from my problems But theres no other way If you decide to keep it I don't know if I'mma stay My shoulders dislocating Breaking under all is weight I'm just thinkin bout your lateness It's a bad time I want to be situated before I have mine Lets talk a walk Don't forget your key baby Let's say a prayer Come on get down on your knees Baby
Come on get down on your knees baby /Please A-ha Don’t get up Please A-ha Please A-ha Don’t get up/
Index The Family of Man ............4-5 ............16-17 ............20-21 ............28-29 ............34-35 1965 Photography Year Book
............ 8-9 ............ 12-13 ............ 21 ............23 ............25 ............30-31 Florida: A Place in The Sun ............14-15 ............18-19
Unknown ............ 7 ............ 33
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