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Swamp water's cheap
And nothing is sweeter
Than the taste of the world being strange
If we cannot stand around then I watched it come unglued
Wonder how it got so deranged
He moves to the inside
Of a giant silver train
On the trail of a monster
On a silent, silver train
Walk is the same
And eyes still imported with magic dust
That sparkles like the rain
Somewhere between in a house of dirty mirrors
And only fingerprints remain unchanged
He moves to the inside
Of a giant silver train
On the trail of a monster
On a silent, silver train
And all that you hear is the science of the ages
And history leaves only those to blame
And in this bay of mirrors
What you see gets turned to shit
And only your persuasion remains the same
And it moves to the inside
Of a giant silver train
On the trail of the monster
On a silent, silver train
And it moves to the inside
Of a giant silver train
On the trail of the monster
On a silent, silver train
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Try to move beyond the glow
Of wasted dreams that I love so
Twisted seeds that sideways grow
Sideways grow
And I don't
And I don't
Try to move beyond the glow
Of wasted dreams that I love so
I laid it on the line for a moment
I lay it on the line
Clear the sand off of the beach
The ocean's grown to wet to flow
Apple's hung just out of reach
Just out of reach
And I won't
And I won't
Clear the sand off of the beach
The ocean's grown to wet to flow
I lay it on the line for a moment
I laid it on the line
Try to make your garden grow
I must have planted nails and bulbs
The less I try the more it shows
The more it shows
And I won't
And I won't
Try to make your garden grow
I must have planted nails and bulbs
I laid it on the line for a moment
I lay it on the line
I lay it on the line for a moment
I lay it on the line
Try to make your garden grow
On wasted dreams that I love so
Twisted seeds that sideways grow
Try to make your garden grow
On wasted dreams that I love so
Twisted seeds that sideways grow
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Here's to the backwards craziness,
A tradition of ridiculous
A family tradition do or die
A grand tradition of endlessness
I never sit down and take a rest
A wonderful tradition that I try
I'm working in a love mine
I'm working in a love mine
The ugly try a number of things
Hold me down, pull off my wings
Try to take the prisms from my eyes
The coward's laid a golden egg
And the gold is running down our leg
Golden vapors cover up the sky
I'm working in a love mine
I'm working in a love mine
Here's to the backwards craziness
A tradition of ridiculous
A family tradition do or die
A grand tradition of endlessness
I never sit down and take a rest
A wonderful tradition that I try
I'm working in a love mine
I'm working in a love mine
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I'm just a clown
Who talks and never listens
I'm just a fool
Who's part of what is missing
It don't matter anymore
It don't matter anymore
I'm just a pain
I guess that that's my mission
I'm just a fool
Who got what he was wishin'
It don't matter anymore
It don't matter anymore
If I fall apart and miss you
If I fade and break your heart
Just walk away
It don't matter anymore
Tongue-tied and I keep on talking
Tied up and I keep on walking
I learn the same old trick today
Nothing new that I keep saying
Try to go but I just keep on staying
I oughtta run but I'd just get in my way
It don't matter anymore
It don't matter anymore
If I fall apart and miss you
If I fade and break your heart
Just walk away
It don't matter anymore
It don't matter anymore
It don't matter anymore
It don't matter anymore
It don't matter anymore
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Storm damage is bad
This boat's all I have
Lightyears to go
Firewood afloat
Hey let's run aground
Hey let's run aground
Hey (hey) let's run aground
The ocean is sad
The water is changed
The blood of the land
The saltwater changed
Hey let's run aground
Hey let's run aground
Hey (hey) let's run aground
Storm damage is bad
This boat's all I have
Light years to go
Firewood afloat
Hey let's run aground
Hey let's run aground
Hey (hey) let's run aground
Hey (hey) let's run aground
Hey, hey, hey
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Going down to the river
Going down to the river
Going down to the river
Going down to the river
There's a rock in the river
There's a rock in the river
Going down to the river
Going down to the river
My song is strange
My song is strange
Run far away
Away
Run far away
Away
Going down to the river
Going down to the river
There's a rock in the river
Going down to the river
Going down to the water
Throw a rock to the water
There's a rock in the river
Going down to the water
My song is strange
My song is strange
Run far Away
Away
Run far away
Away
Going down to the river
There's a rock in the river
Going down to the river
There's a rock in the river
Going down to the river
Going down to the river
There's a rock in the water
Going down to the water
This song is strange
This song is strange
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Now is the season
For wasting time
Now is the fish upon the line
Another reason without a rhyme
A highway pub would be on tithes
Some kind of light
Some kind of light
Some kind of light
Some kind of thing that doesn't know from wrong or right
It's what you put and what you lay down
To wrap around your night
Some kind of light
Some kind of light
Some kind of light
It's like a movie
That never starts
It's like a cloud that falls apart
You are the law-man
I am the crime
I'm paying back the borrowed time
Some kind of light
Some kind of light
Some kind of light
Some kind of thing that doesn't know from wrong or right
It's what you put and what you lay down
To wrap around your night
Some kind of light
Some kind of light
Some kind of light
There's so much lumber
That's left to burn
I don't know which way I should turn
Eye of the needle
Hair of the dog
I'm rolling off upon a log
Some kind of light
Some kind of light
Some kind of light
Some kind of thing that doesn't know from wrong or right
It's what you put and what you lay down
To wrap around your night
Some kind of light
Some kind of light
Some kind of light
Some kind of thing that doesn't know from wrong or right
It's what you put and what you lay down
To wrap around your night
Some kind of light
Some kind of light
Some kind of light
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Let's get down off of this ride
I feel a little funny inside
This whole place is turning to shit
Let's slip off this ??
Let's get down off of this ride
I feel a little better inside
This whole place is turning to end
Dreams look a little better up there
Looks like it's about to blow sky-high
Volcano
Little bird's about to blow sky-high
Volcano
One more thing, another bad ride
Things look a little funny outside
Stone rock is turning to heat
Looks like we better get out of here
I'd push you but it won't go
Push my face right into the snow
Looking deep into your eye
Lava rock is starting to rise
Looks like it's about to blow sky-high
Volcano
Little bird's about to blow sky-high
Volcano
I'd push stone but I can't pass
Fall face down right into the trash
Looking deep into your eyes
Your whole heart is covered with ash
I'd push you but it won't go
Push my face right into the snow
Let's get down off of this ride
Things look a little funny outside
Looks like it's about to blow sky-high
Volcano
Little bird's about to blow sky-high
Volcano
Looks like it's about to blow sky-high
Volcano
Little bird's about to blow sky-high
Volcano
Volcano
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Rollin' easily up stream
Somewhere I have never been
Sliding in the undertow
Winding through greenery it flows
Slowly wonders on and on and
Messes up and then it's gone
The moon is lying on the lawn in front of me
Stays awhile and not too long
And see it even when it's gone
It's rolling on and on and on
In ecstasy
Falling into another stream
Somewhere I have always been
Finding the switch (??) to stub your toe
Blindly through greenery it flowed
Slowly wonders on and on and
Messes up and then it's gone
The moon is lying on the lawn in front of me
Stays awhile and not too long
And see it even when it's gone
It's rolling on and on and on
In ecstasy
Rollin' easily up stream
Somewhere I have never been
Sliding in the undertow
Winding through greenery it flows
Slowly wonders on and on and
Messes up and then it's gone
The moon is lying on the lawn in front of me
Stays awhile and not too long
And see it even when it's gone
It's rolling on and on and on
In ecstasy
Stays awhile and not too long
And see it even when it's gone
It's rolling on and on and on
In ecstasy
Slowly wonders on and on
And see it even when it's gone
The moon is lying on the lawn in front of me
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That lonesome ghost don't come around here anymore
Where does it go when it's away?
It's like a magic show
Nobody seems to know
When there's nothing on the stage
But you still hear singing
Then it's all away
Then it's all away
There's nothing like that high and lonesome anymore
To get my feet back on the ground
It's like a sunlit room
With darkness filled too soon
Still something's making sounds
Like the dust is singing
Then it's all away
Then it's all away
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