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Let the poor, tired, sad and hungry lend an ear
This is not a souvenir
See it bagged in handsome felt
You be assured it never melt
And it costs less than a chilly airport beer
Chocolate Lady Freedom under rockets' red explosion
Bring your demon-sweet compulsions to the fair
Stock it: there's no beatin' once those figures are in season
Their $12 each or $15 for a pair
Blocked it out my brain and took my francs aboard a plane,
But I came raving back with eighty times the flair
Had a caramel Eiffel Tower:
"Never melted, stale or sour," so they claimed,
But now it's mashed up in your hair
Chocolate Lady Freedom under rockets' red explosion
Bring your dreamy sweet confections to my lair
Chocolate Grand Illusion with that Ellis Isle seclusion
Grab your blushed and painted mistress by the hair
Independence Day bunnies in that dynamite collision
It's a nougat-mallow cup extraordinaire
Pixie Dust Grenada-- these'll take down the Al-Qaeda
Watermelon, peach, lime, kiwi, orange and pear
It's a heaven-way to stare
Can you make cotton candy in the washing machine?
You can't, because it's wet, and it comes out too clean
We don't have cavities-- I'm brushing with sand
A sumo wrestler brain freeze keeps me breathing in my hand
A cone on the freeway makes you swerve:
You know toothpaste is best from a soft-serve
Wanna fry Milky Way in the deep fat?
It might be too hot and make your soda flat
We haven't got blisters; keep the band-aids in the freezer
Would you ask your sister for some sumo brain tweezers?
I wrote this song this morning
By this time I done forgot
Come to think of it, I
Can't remember whether I wrote it or not
Took a piece of paper, wrote it with a pen
With a thumb print, took it out, put it down..
I ain't seen it since when, but oh now
I just don't have it in the vicinity
Said me twice, for my life
Might be wrong, but this song, I
Just don't know whether I see it comin' 'round again
When she leaves it shows
She's left me out where it hurts the most
Steal her love and pray she won't come back to give it freely
When she leaves it glows
Take her in today and turn her toward to twisting the right side out
Stay beside until it stings
Take her out tonight as if we knew that dying is the only way out
Her stalwart reply: "it hurts my bitter heart to know you took it this way."
Guess you're on your own
Shelter strangers' lies and never let them know it's why you glow
Your awakening's outgrown
Leave your severed ties, and never turn down anyone who bothers to show
You said you'd hold me steady When you left your world behind
Every new day ready For your costumes to unwind
Did you think that I would keep on driving blind?
How could we get above it? Loving every moment
Gravity's opponent, though you refused to own it
I'm sorry to let you know
How long could I have let it go?
Hang me where you can see me
Noon thirty and I'm eating fish sticks, Spam, and figs
I watch the white birds in the park
We make up games-- now king my bishop
I walk back home in the dark
And everyone just laughs their way to the weekend
Though no one's writing down where they have been
The door is open; the wind is blowin'
They've none got the time, so I play it back in slow
Quarter to noon, oyster crackers, caviar and spoon
Thank You for the blessings You've passed
I take a nap-- next to my tape deck
And drop my straw in the grass
And everyone just slows their way to the gold lights
Though no one's keeping track of where they go
The air is cold and the front door's closed and
They've all got the time, so I fan them and they glow
Monday evening, headed home from work
Wanna rip my boss's face off, 'cause he's such a jerk
When, speaking of faces, before my eyes I see
Creation's prettiest, halting the world around me
Thinking about her in the passenger seat
Put my arm around her; tell her that she's so sweet
But in reality, my car is rolling down the street
And my brake pedal is not being touched by my feet
Monday evening, idling down the strip
Wondering if she's a waitress; adding up my tip
She stops in front a boutique, looking at a new hand bag
Gasping at the impact, I deploy my driver's side airbag
She's my tailgate lover; she's my only one
I'll ask her out to dinner if my insurance pays for the damage done (which it won't)
Thinking about her in the passenger seat
Put my arm around her; tell her that she's so sweet
But in reality, my car is rolling down the street
And my brake pedal is not being clutched by my feet
In reality
The day that I met you
I knew I'd never live another day without you
The day that I found you
I knew I'd never go another day without finding you
That I wouldn't think about you
You and I are connected at the heart
Like a siamese trip, to the end from the start
I'll never love another and we'll never be apart
It's true: I'm going to spend this life with you
I don't want to upset you
I don't want you to be afraid-- I will not let you
I want to speak to and treat you with requited kindness
And from those who would seek to harm, protect you
I'll be beside in all you do
My knees get weak and my conscience is interrupted
I've a fervent fondness that is stronger
More ecstatic than a volcanic eruption
My knees get weak and my head is surrounded
With flower petals soft as feathers
I want all the world to know
That this is mine through all time and all weather
about
Recorded between October 2006 and Christmas 2008 at Sirens Like A Hammer Glow, A9 Studio, flay-10 Studio, and Neversky.
Personnel:
andre.W, devil J, Mac Dates, Link Palmer, Paul Spinner, Danielle Duby, Sir Kevin, slushyhut.
credits
released October 25, 2011
Written by andre.W except 3-w/ Link Palmer; 6-by Paul Spinner; 14-w/ Jesse Gaudette.
Arranged and produced by andre.W.
Recorded, engineered by andre.W w/ devil J and Mac Dates.
Layout/cover graphic by andre.W.
Photos/painting "The Thinker And The Muse" by Misses Commander Lightspeed
All songs published by Candyhammer Music (ASCAP)
c 2009 candyhammer hi-fi
CHHFd1014
Thank you: Sandy Plarfegan, Speaking Volumes, L.Dora, .gas., Nightbirds, harley, Maverick, .spike., Intricatron, Chismo, Chismo Tuu, Chismo Bluu, Batman, E.T., Princess Birdcow, Prince Horsefish, Misses Lightspeed, Pierce at Industry Six, Frank, Betty Machete, Dotty Biscotti, Michael Molino, Jason Routhier, everyone on the DDC roster, everyone on candyhammer, the whole famn damily, Chris, Tim, Adam, Trevor, Rob Raymond's Crazy Carwash, Hil, you, and everyone you tell about us.
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