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Anansi
02:31
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2. |
Nobody Likes Me
02:42
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Since we are sinking
I have been thinking
When you drown
Your body should float
If I could just hold on
A little longer than you can
I’ll use your body to float
Oh Oh Oh Oh…..
Why would I hunt?
When I can sneak off with your lunch
And blame it on
Those god damn ghosts
Cause I am suspicious
That one day I’ll look delicious
But you’ll be too weak for me
Oh oh oh oh…
I walked through philly
And the garden state
I asked every girl
But couldn’t find a date
When I hold a baby
It’ll howl at me
And the dogs
They always growl at me
A COMPLETE STRANGER
TOOK A SHOT AT ME
MISSED BY AN INCH
I WAS SO LUCKY
SO NOW WHEN HELP
IS EVER ASKED OF ME
I DO NOTHING
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3. |
Sure As You're Born
02:58
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4. |
Spicket
03:23
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My chest is hairy, I guess now i'm all grown up
I find it scary how a late night can be so rough
I can't remember the last time I climbed a tree
And just talking to the babes was a lot harder than I thought it'd be
But I got lucky, I found one that tolerates me
And I guess that in the end... that's the way love's supposed to be
When I look at the scar, where I broke my arm
I wonder... when's the last time that I did anything dangerous?
Chorus:
Take a sip
Take it right from the spicket
And you wipe yourself clean
With the back of your hand
You want out
But you're right in the thick of it
It'd be better to make a change now
I used to be in awe of the ducks on the water
I wouldn't notice em' now if not for my daughter
If I wasn't sleeping, then I was outside
Pretending I was Lord Vader and choking the neighbor's kids
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5. |
Jet Packin'
03:05
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6. |
Cracks
03:52
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7. |
Rory
01:36
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8. |
Ebenezer
05:02
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9. |
British Phil
03:55
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Pennies on the bar stool
He’s leveling it
He ain’t ashamed,
Just an honest soul
Crustacean backed
As he picks up the slack
Other fools take credit for their own
Oh sometimes he feels he’s all alone
In a place I guess he’ll call it home
What he means, he ain’t missin’ you
What? You wanted absinthe?
He’ll smuggle it in
He leaves no trail
Makes no presence known
He caught it on the wrist,
Watch he’ll break and break hold
Of the worries of the working man
As he came in from a foreign land
He’s got two, but got some stubby hands
But he don’t need you
And heeeeeeeeee
Explores on his own
Says the less he finds
The less he knows
And youuuuuuuuu
Might spot him beside the road
Where he walks?
He says he’s walking home
Sitting at the back step
He’s pondering it
He wastes no time
How could he let it go?
He’s looking for… then snap, trap
Got nowhere to go
He’s a servant of the working man
As he came in from a foreign land
He’s got two, but got some stubby hands
But he don’t need you
And heeeeeeeeee
Explores on his own
Says the less he finds
The less he knows
And youuuuuuuuu
Might spot him beside the road
Where he walks?
He says he’s walking home
Sitting at the back step
He’s pondering it
He wastes no time
How could he let it go?
He’s looking for… then snap, trap
Got nowhere to go
He’s a servant of the working man
As he came in from a foreign land
He’s got two, but got some stubby hands
But he don’t need you
Oh no and he
Where he walks
Says he’s walking home, home,
Ohhhh yeaaaaah
says he’s walking home
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10. |
Nightmare Lullaby
03:21
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