1. |
My Little Fig Tree
01:33
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I wanna plant a fig tree
And watch it grow
But I can't commit to one place
The persistent need to go
I know I could take care of it
And in return it would love me
A wicker basket of reward
The sweet drips of stolen summer
Sticky through the tight bursting flesh of sweetness..
Not quite within my reach
Getting harder.. harder... to streeetttch
Snap! The progress must begin anew
But will I fruit before the frost
Renews my sleep
A halt in progress
Better luck next season
Better luck, next round
Better luck, next time
Better luck
Better luck
My little fig tree
My fig tree and me
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2. |
PUP
03:47
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I’m a fire
You are cairo
If alls gone
Don’t mind wrecking me
It’s fine I guess
There are times I dont know best
Not sure how long I’ll be around
might change my mind if you're around too
I’m stuck in a rut
Didn't go with my gut
I feel messed up
Aren't I enough?
I’m getting sick of fighting this stuff
Inside my head convinced that I’m dead
Done calling your bluff
Sometimes I need to speak up
Sometimes my heart beats beyond my will
I’m trying to control myself without any pills
I have these feelings I wanna say
But I’m afraid and keep them all away
I’m stuck in a rut
Didn't go with my gut
I feel messed up
Aren't I enough?
I’m getting sick of fighting this stuff
Inside my head convinced that I’m dead
Done calling your bluff
Sometimes I need to speak up
I would love to try many things with you
I wanna see things the way that you do
I wanna open you up
And open me too
So many things I wanna do
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3. |
Geebreaker
02:47
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I had a geeb
It was so beautiful and pristine
I liked to keep that fucker clean
And now I feel sky high
She’s my little geeb breaker
Can’t replace her
Spending late nights running to 711
Putting together pieces that fit when you cut them apart
In Hyannis we found a brand new start
She’s my little geeb breaker
Can’t replace her
If I had a geeb
Geeb is all I need
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4. |
Days Are One
02:36
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Going to a ghost town
Where shadows can make you out
Your truth to me is hard to see
So I’m here consumed with doubt
The peak is climbing me
How do I know I’m at the top
The days the blend the hands they drop
So I sit and think out loud
Is it nice or should it stop?
These days are mine
Stop telling time
I’ll make you mine
Sitting in my backyard
I try to enjoy the now
You want to have a good time
So I pretend that I know how
These days are one
Start with the rising sun
These days are one
End with the setting sun
And I want to show you why I call you home
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5. |
Mistah Jake
03:01
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Mistah Jake
Takes a walk, by the lake
He talks to me
He don't need a reason
For any season
Don't need a reason to keep walkin’
Mistah Jake
By the door, I know what he's waiting for
I grab his leash as he steps down the porch
Up on the hill
Eating berries gets his fill
Sniffing whatever that could be
Never felt so free
Now comes a scurry
In a big hurry
A walk complete
Means he gets a treat
Death can't face
The being known as Jake
An evil glare
Is no match for Jake's stare
Nothing could stand in the way
Of Jake chomping the food on your plate
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6. |
File>Save
03:59
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Turn it on, the time is right
Wrote the song of my life
Hit record, play it fine
Play it back, it sounds divine
But something just doesn't feel right
Shut Down Shut Down
Shouldn't have to file>save
It's supposed to be easy
A right click, a wrong turn
But I've got my own intentions
Art inventions not political conventions
Something to ease my mind make me forget about everything
And I'm learning how to control myself when it doesn't go the way I want it to
But sometimes it's not up to me
Nothing I can undo now
Shut down Shut Down
Shouldn't have to file>save
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What do you mean you’re making bloody music?
In the streets, in the bedrooms, in the town halls
Where these kids making music these days?
Where these kids making music?
Where they making that music at?
I hear they make music in Philadelphia
I don’t know what music is
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8. |
Tree Pee
02:43
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Tree bark
Tree bark
The bugs they live in the trees
They eat the tree
And they shit on the tree
And they the pee on the tree
It’s what they do
What do you do
On this rock
On the tree
Do you pee
On this rock do you pee
Peein on the tree
And peein in the sea
In the sea is where i need to be
The tree 1
The birds
The bees, They live in the tree
It’s the place to be
Hear they’re havin’ a party
And they invited me
The bees
Their knees
aren’t they funny as they buzz
around me
There goes the frog
Yeah he jumped off the log
Yeah he jumped into the bog we walk
Down the path, yeah we're hopin’ for more
Hopin’ for more frogs
Peein’ is free
Pee on the tree
The bugs and the bees and they’re shitting for free
yeah theyre shitting for free
Yeah we’re shitting for free
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9. |
X
01:44
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Waiting for something
To make me feel like it did
I keep waiting
And maybe that’s just it
Each thing, regardless of significance
Seems to convey completely different emotions
The people there
or it might not be about other people at all
But it sure is hard to find that within yourself
But I’m not so sure at the same time
Could it be you?
Everything ends but this doesn’t have to
Even in a different world
Where maybe The things I imagine are possible
But even then
will they feel the way I want them to?
I suppose it’s worth figuring out
Leaving things unturned never helped before
I usually fall too deep
But to be in complete oblivion, true bliss…
Isn’t that why we turn to these drugs to help us along?
But it’s better from these plants and fungi
Grown here on this earth
Aren’t we supposed to connect with the world around us?
People seem to be too disconnected and aren’t supporting one another
And I’m starting to think nature is the only thing left
It sure is hard in the winter
But I’ll come back around
Things aren’t what they seem
Yet they are at the same time
And I know the one thing to remember
To keep with me
It’s buried somewhere inside
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