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I saw this mirror
I looked through it
Reflections looked most bent and old
I can't do much hating hatred
Seeing things deformed
And almost cold
Crying sadly, shielding gladly my eyes
From the ugly side
Of fat men seeing almost
Thin men peeping, steeping, falling
Dizzy from their weirdest high
The man of magic
Thinking of evil
He was bringing sunless children
Seeing all the bad
Cos beauty was too ugly
And faceless people wondered
At the beautiful forms they had
Now the mirror's broken
I'm smiling, seeing good things
Yet, despite foot splinters swirl in the air
Forever causing beauty
To become a nighttime weird thing
Blackening the fairest maiden's hair
I saw this mirror
I looked through it
Reflections looked most bent and old
I can't do much hating hatred
Seeing things deformed and almost cold
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Hippy Gumbo
01:55
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Met a man he was nice
Said his name was paradise
(believe me)
Didn't realize at the time
That his face and mind were mine
Hippy Gumbo he's no good
Chop him up for firewood
It seemed good and it seemed right
That I should dig him on the night
But in the morning with the sun
He pulled an automatic gun
He blew my soul, he blew my brain
He said I could not do the same
(get him out of here)
Hippy Gumbo he's no good
Chop him up for firewood
Hippy Gumbo he's no good
Chop him up and burn the wood.
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Desdemona
02:37
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Desdemona just because
You're the daughter of a man
He may be rich, he's in a ditch
But he does not understand
Just how to move or rock and roll
To the conventions of the young
Desdemona, D-D-Desdemona
Desdemona, D-D-Desdemona
Desdemona, D-D-Desdemona
Lift up your skirt and fly
Just because my friend and I
Got a jute joint by the Seine
Does not mean I'm past fourteen
And cannot play the game
I'm glad I split and got a pad
On Boulevard Rue Fourteen
Desdemona, D-D-Desdemona
Desdemona, D-D-Desdemona
Desdemona, D-D-Desdemona
Lift up your skirt and fly
Just because Toulouse-Lautrec
Painted some chick in the rude
Doesn't give you the right to steal my night
And leave me naked in the nude
Well just because the touch of your hand
Can turn me on just like a stick
Desdemona, D-D-Desdemona
Desdemona, D-D-Desdemona
Desdemona, D-D-Desdemona
Lift up your skirt and speak
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Stacey Grove
02:15
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Stacey Grove he's a roaming prophet of mine
Hat full of wine
Stacey Grove he's a roving catcher of skies
Forecaster of eyes, so no lies
He's a nice cat
Oh, he's a nice cat
Dungaree dome is decked like a pagan temple to Zeus
He drinks acorn juice
Roasting his feet by the furnace of peat
He roars at the boars who massively sleep at his feet
He's a nice cat
Oh, he's a nice cat
Antelope head his beard skylark red
Is tucked 'neath the good of his summer sun hood
And now that the gate of his evening is late
He sits on a log picking ticks off the back of his dog
Oh he's a nice cat
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The Pilgrim's Tale
02:10
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Beauty things sing to me
As a chorus
As a flock the wild seas
Sway before us
Hail as a hand is my mail
The thrush is my love
And the whale is a snail
Sailors dance in a trance
On the ocean
Fairy lights in her eyes
Tame the water
With the morn we mount and ride
Pilgrims of summer
The swift is our guide
Dazzle dawn man
Mouthed with a smile
Caution cloud lord
Stay for a while
You make us smile.
It's not hard to believe it...
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Diamond Meadows
02:00
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If I could have grown
All upon my own
If I could have grown
I grew
If I could have grew
I do
If I had a throne
You could call it home
If I cry my tears are yours
To open any frozen doors
Hey let's do it like we're friends
Let's do it do it
Hey let's do it like we're friends.
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Children Of Rarn
01:10
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We are the children of Rarn
We've trodden the vales of the sun
The child will cry
On swans they fly
We are the children of Rarn
We are the seekers of space
We've seen our Master's face
It's young and gold and silvery old
We are the seekers of Space, Om
Youth seer lend me your ear
The Dworn dawn approaches and the darkness is near
The children in song brought Rarn to my head
The beach is a-shaking and the old time is dead
The scales of the sky are broken in song
And go to the temple and blow on your horn
(swan king)
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The King of the Mountain Cometh
On his arm there was a dove
In livery green and tapestry clean
He called it his falcon of love, oh yeah
Called it his falcon of love
The Mage of the Midnight Abbey
Was a child of fifteen years
His eyes were bored with galactic lores
He had points upon his ears, oh yeah
Points upon his ears
The wild-witch wizard of Esher
Was a changeling son from Mars
He learned his songs from the cosmic throngs
And played them on a Fender guitar, oh yeah
And played them on a Fender guitar
The woman from the plateaus of Persia
Came to sell me a wondrous thing
In a horn of oak with a sulphurous smoke
She gave me King Solomon's ring, oh yeah
Gave me the magical thing
Elvis, are you out there somewhere?
Looking like a happy man
In the snow with rosebud
And the King of the Mountain
The King of the Mountain Cometh
On his arm there was a dove
In livery green and tapestry clean
He called it his falcon of love, oh yeah
Called it his falcon of love
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Monolith
04:06
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The throne of time
Is a kingly
A kingly thing
From whence you know
We all do begin
And dressed as you are, girl
In your fashions of fate
Baby it's too late
Shallow are the actions
Of the children of men
Fogged was a vision
Since the ages began
And lost like a lion
In the canyons of smoke
Girl it's no joke, oh no
The throne of time
Is a kingly, a kingly thing
From whence you know
We all do begin
And dressed as you are girl
In your fashions of fate
Baby it's too late, oh yeah, oh no
Shallow are the actions
Of the children of men
Fogged was their vision
Since the ages began
And lost like a lion
In the canyons of smoke
Girl it's no joke, oh no, oh no
Ow
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Telegram Sam
03:57
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1-2
1-2-3 Ow
Oh baby!
Telegram Sam
Telegram Sam
You are my main man
Golden nose slim
Golden nose slim
I nose where you been
Purple pie Pete
Purple pie Pete
Your lips are like lightning
Girls melt in the heat, yeah
Telegram Sam
You're my main man
Telegram Sam
You're my main man
Bobby's alright
Bobby's alright
He's a natural born poet
He's just outta sight
Jungle faced Jake
Jungle faced Jake
I said make no mistake
About jungle faced Jake, Jake!
Telegram Sam
You're my main man
Telegram Sam
You're my main man
Ahh!
Automatic shoes
Automatic shoes
Give me 3-D vision
And the California blues
Me I funk
But I don't care
I ain't no square
With my corkscrew hair
Telegram Sam
You're my main man
Telegram Sam
You're my main man
Telegram Sam
You're my main man
Telegram Sam
You're my main man
Telegram Sam
Telegram Sam
Telegram Sam
Bought some land in Milan
Metal Guru's in the loo
With my glue, yeah
Thin faced Sally
Skinned a cat in my alley
Dawn sun storm
Minister of doom
In your tomb
Malice to Pallas
At the all night palace
With Alice
Stella Gazelle and the distraction
I bought her
I'm a howling wolf
Telegram Sam
I'm a howling wolf
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Rabbit Fighter
03:23
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Shady politician in my bed
Tying bolts of lightning to his head
Call me Rabbit Fighter you know its true
Babe I'll Rabbit fight all over you
Tramp king of the city he's my friend
Moondog's just a prophet 'til the end
Call me Rabbit Fighter you know its true
'Cause babe I'll Rabbit fight all over you
I saw a dude unscrewed and badly burned
Laughing 'cos he'd gotten what he'd earned
Call me Rabbit Fighter you know its true
'Cause babe I'll Rabbit fight all over you
Call me Rabbit Fighter
Oh oh Jo Jo don't you know
Oh yeah oohoo
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Yeah
Well, you can bump and grind, it is good for your mind
Well, you can twist and shout, let it all hang out
But you won't fool the children of the revolution
No, you won't fool the children of the revolution, no no no
Well, you can Terraplane in the falling rain
I drive a Rolls Royce 'cause it's good for my voice
But you won't fool the children of the revolution
No, you won't fool the children of the revolution, no no no, yeah
But you won't fool the children of the revolution
No, you won't fool the children of the revolution
No, you won't fool the children of the revolution
No, you won't fool the children of the revolution, no way, hey
Owwww!
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All Alone
02:43
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All alone I sit at home
With my chrome guitar
Even Michael Mouse
He has a house with someone there
You handsome bitch, you movie twitch
And serenade the dudes that move and
Smile so vile and masquerade, the masquerade
An adjacent kid with a Jamaican lid
And switch-blade knife, steals the
Truth from your golden tooth then
Turns you in
So you hold hands tight on a marble night
And you maybe dismissed, but know that
Zeus is never loose with his Grecian kiss
His Grecian kiss
Fiery skies in children eyes
Fade into youth bleeding blood and tears
On all the ears, that heard your gold
So you walk the dog and you stroll the frog
On a dome sky earth, and lie too hard
Is an English bard, you better hide your tracks
Better watch your mind
All alone I sit at home
With my chrome guitar
Even Michael Mouse
He has a house with someone there
You hold hands tight on a marble night
And you maybe dismissed, but know that
Zeus is never loose with his Grecian kiss
With his Grecian kiss, yeah
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I've changed many faces
I've acted many scenes
Been the delicate-self hoodlum
Of several babies' dreams
As I step up to your doorway
Listen hard to the sound
I'm the Purple Prince Of Pleasure
Where there's leisure unbound
I stole the golden crown
And made everyone believe
Everything that could have been
Was never meant to be
As I fly out on the airwave
Listen hard to the sound
I'm the Purple Prince Of Pleasure
Where there's leisure unbound
Ooh do it babe!
They got everyone to buy into
A lie he half believed
To divide and control
A world that never had to be
TURN OFF YOUR TELEVISION
Listen hard to the sound
Of the Purple Prince Of Pleasure
Where there's leisure unbound
Ooh
Na na na
Woo!
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I saw this mirror
I looked through it
Reflections looked most bent and old
I can't do much hating hatred
Seeing things deformed
And almost cold
Crying sadly, shielding gladly my eyes
From the ugly side
Of fat men seeing homos... (ha!)
Thin men peeping, steeping, falling
Dizzy from their weirdest high
The man of magic
Thinking of evil
He was bringing sunless children
Seeing all the bad
Cos beauty was too ugly
And faceless people wondered
At the beautiful forms they had
Now the mirror's broken
I'm smiling, seeing good things
Yet, despite foot splinters swirl in the air
Forever causing beauty
To become a nighttime weird thing
Blackening the fairest maiden's hair
I saw this mirror
I looked through it
Reflections looked most bent and old
I can't do much hating hatred
Seeing things deformed and almost cold
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Automatic Shoes is the solo project of Atari Ferrari frontman Matthew Joseph Hughes.
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