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Yes English!
02:35
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Last night I had a dream about my best friend,
He was fighting in a War.
He wore metal on his chest and held himself proud,
He knew what all this was for.
When the time came for his army to fight my army,
I was terrible afraid.
I rode over to his barracks to reason will with him.
We began to debate.
Last night I had a dream about my muscles,
They were fighting with my skin.
I drew pebbles from their lips and closed their eyelids,
pushed their edges back within.
When the time came for my memory to reconnect me,
I was lying here in bed.
I rolled over on my shoulder to rearrange me.
Ah! You were ringing in my head.
"Why should we fight when you're my only friend?"
"Why should we die when we'll never live again?"
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Piers
04:25
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Standing on the Pier down South,
I saw the sea roll in your mouth,
And out.
All while you were lying there.
I held a shell up to your face,
And you complained I was out of place,
as a seagull washed up on the shore.
With a fire in your eyes you said,
"I don't want to see you any more."
I left the beach without a thought,
Of what was wrong and what was not.
Headed East in the first cargo box I could find.
I ran into two thirsty thungs,
Who said they'd have my water jug.
And they didn't want no trouble with my mind.
I held my bottle upside down and said,
"You can take whatever you can find."
They left me there I was half past dead,
And butterflies swam round my head,
As I sank to the bottom of a self-induced lagoon.
Now I've had ups and downs before,
And I don't see much harm in just one more,
Because I know I'll be back in the action some time soon.
But for now I sup all by myself and wait for you to bring a spoon.
I walked with you at the county fair,
I smelled the shampoo in your hair,
And watched the sweat that beaded on your bruise.
You said you wished we were passersby.
I caught my breath when you caught my eye,
And smiled because I knew I'd never have to lose you.
Now I wander dusty roads and wonder how I ever came to choose you.
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Cider Through a Straw
02:49
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The prettiest girl I ever saw,
Was sucking cider through a straw.
I told that girl I didn't see how,
She sucked that cider through a straw.
So cheek by cheek, jaw by jaw,
We sucked that cider through a straw.
And all at once that straw did slip,
I sucked some cider from her lip.
And now I have me a mother in law,
From sucking cider through a straw.
And someday soon she'll be a grandmaw,
From sucking cider through a straw.
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Pack Up Your Sorrows
02:31
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Wind in My Cigarette
06:20
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