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127 Grange
02:36
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127 Grange
At 127 Grange
A home away from home
There's just enough guitars
Now to make out with the strings
There's horse shit in a bag
It's level with the trees
The humble canopies
Never see how great they look
Drinking cans of beer
With all the good folks out there
Unfortunately next door
The dogs will only sing alone
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Pumpkin Heads
03:53
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Pumpkin Heads
How concerned should I have been
When you returned from there to meet me over here
A whisper to my ear you were serving
How concerned should you have been
On halloween back then when you became my friend
And we became best friends and you told me
All about the name you have
And words that spoke your mind
Minus all the pumpkin heads
That great orange glow was mine
How concerned should I have been
When you made a list of songs that make you cry
A mixed CD that I was digging
How concerned should you have been
When boys were kissing girls, I came over to read
About a going tree and it told me
All about the name you have
And words that spoke your mind
Minus all the pumpkin heads
That great orange glow was mine
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3. |
Ordinary Fellow
02:40
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Ordinary Fellow
You're just looking for somebody to lay into
You think you're the only one in town who's had it all
You're just some ordinary fellow from Bruce County
In response to your critics, this was your reply
Yes indeedy I do I do
I hope everybody burns, burns, burns
Maybe I've got issues with myself that I should settle
Hand me downs that these folks were given when they were my age
My lack of confidence is balanced by my ego
But that's because you only listen when I'm in revolt
Yes indeedy I do I do
I hope everybody burns, burns, burns
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4. |
You're Dead!
04:46
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You're Dead!
Staring coldly in the face of an infinite embrace
Holding bodies out in space where I can't reach them
Time spent with me holds a certain melody
Where you make up all the words when I stop singing
Drown the telephone in a bowl of rotting bones
Hear the stories that were told while I was dying
Realize that your dead with this bullet in your head
It's amazing all the things you fail to notice
Fishing in a bowl, all we've captured is their soul
Staring out into an ocean through their window
Posing no distress, posing only in a dress
Posing fraud in all the pictures that I took of myself
Popping pills to wake, biting nails and taking drags
Off a cigarette who lit himself on fire
Flicker for the sake of keeping romances awake
Dripping wax into a puddle on your first date
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Finding Comfort in Eulogies
See the joy in birds making love with their enemies
Embrace the words of man finding comfort in eulogies
Hate and love can't relate to people quite like us
A song completes itself when the music has ended
Like the gods had intended
Kill eternal life they so carefully mended
Bodies left unattended
Hate and love can't relate to people quite like us
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6. |
Silhouettes
02:36
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Silhouettes
Hold your forehead
Tell me you're dead
Coloured the puddles red
I thought of love instead
Saw your shadows
Hovering, uncovering
As they sneak through the windows
Silhouettes and ghostly pets can play
Or just rest in peace
Pull your eyelids over your head
Fall asleep until you're dead
Just think of people you love instead
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7. |
Thesaurus
02:35
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Thesaurus
Do all the words that leave my mouth disappear soon after
Has anything I've ever said stayed around to mean it
Do sentences that I make up make up their own meaning
Do all the people I talk to use the same thesaurus
If no one in the world can share thoughts of how we're feeling
Then what on earth are we to do, what is there to live for
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8. |
Anti-anything
02:30
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Anti-anything
This song goes out to the protesters
Who will deliver the message not undisturbed
By the authorities and other laws in place
Who hold similar views on how to deal with the way
That these radical people who were raised by the state
Might begin to question all the laws in place
And central to that questioning
Is that these people in power fuck up sometimes
When caught in the centre of a heated debate
And stapled to all these accusative names
The people in power send some riot police
Who mediate with guns and try to keep the peace
But what kind of peace answers honest questions
With guns to the face and harmful weapons
Try to talk first next time in a non-threatening way
To see why they feel disrespected
This song goes out to the activists
Which is something they must have a hard time with
Removing themselves from their comfort zones
In favour of making things better for those
Anti-capitalist, anti-patriarch
Anti-anything that softens the heart
To the oppressive structures that exploit the weak
And go about business as usual
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9. |
Oncoming Trains
01:53
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Oncoming Trains
Talk all you want
Ask me anything at all
After drinking this much wine
My honesty's scaling the wall
One piece at a time
As my anecdotes are bled
One more story and I'll be dead
But that ain't much a bothering me
Where did you grow up
Tell me where did you get that name
But I guess it's all the same
Considering all of the beautiful things
Beautiful things you've said
While we're sitting here on our own
Hope that oncoming trains
Will not force us to make our way home
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Qq
04:12
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Qq
Of all the letters that exist
The letter Q is something you can keep
Deep inside your wasted mind
A little love, a friendly hug is fine
Fine to use and throw away
A hardy sneeze, a handkerchief, a rag
Wiping off the countertops
The children of the counter-love were lost
All cues aside
There's still room to hide
In between a movie and a dream
A habit and a theme
That were overwhelmed by me
Take your pockets off your pants
Position them directly in your hands
Lay them out so all can see
The cigarettes, the sad regrets and me
Finding lines in story books
Of kings and queens and magic beans and hooks
Hooks on hands with stolen lands
Well equipped with pirate ships and me
All cues aside
There's still room to hide
In between a movie and a dream
A habit and a theme
That were overwhelmed and fucked up by me
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11. |
Ants vs. the Universe
02:54
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Ants vs. the Universe
It's a big, it's a big
It's a god damn big universe
It's so big, it's so big
It holds everything so i've heard
Are there things just beyond
All these rocks and these ponds past the stars
Or is it us by ourselves just a'lonely as hell in the dark
So amongst all these thoughts
As my mind starts to rot it, was nice
To run into you here with your atmosphere, it was nice
A little less like a rock, a little more like home, it was nice
To have you singing again
Just a guy on rock we call earth so I've heard
Sailing around and around and we're killing off years
But our boat is a rock and our water is infinite space
And we're tied to the sun and one day we will run into it's face
So amongst all these thoughts
As my mind starts to rot it, was nice
To run into you here with your atmosphere, it was nice
A little less like a rock, a little more like home, it was nice
To have you singing again
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12. |
Fussin' and Fightin'
03:04
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Fussin' and Fightin'
This fussin' and fightin', it ain't right no more
This fussin' and fightin', it ain't right no more
All we're doing is killing each other for why nobody knows no more
All we're doing is killing each other for why nobody knows no more
Just settle down and relax 'cause we ain't gonna fight no war
Just settle down and relax 'cause we ain't gonna fight no war
Lay down your arms with all the others so nobody gets hurt no more
Lay down your arms with all the others so nobody gets hurt no more
This fussin' and fightin', it ain't right no more
This fussin' and fightin', it ain't right no more
If those are the kind of things that you're into I'll show you the door
If those are the kind of things that you're into I'll show you the door
Just settle down and relax 'cause we ain't gonna fight no war
Just settle down and relax 'cause we ain't gonna fight no war
Lay down your arms with all the others so nobody gets hurt no more
Lay down your arms with all the others so nobody gets hurt no more
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Richard Laviolette Guelph, Ontario
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