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Treehouse
03:05
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Let Me Take You Home
02:25
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Would you think me "oh so modern" if I take you home?
We're not living in a vacuum, let me take you home
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It would not be mathematical
it would not be comprehensible
It would not be irresponsible
I...wouldn't mind
It would be somewhat ethereal
two people one individual
Containing all inconceivable
I...wouldn't mind, if you're shy
Yea Yea Yea Yea
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I'll always value a kiss from you
and occupy all your treasures too
Tickle and hug you when we are through
You...wouldn't mind
We're spellbound by an experience
no longer strangers no longer tense
You must admit that it all makes sense
You...wouldn't mind, if I'm shy
Yea Yea Yea Yea
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Mathematical Park
01:40
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Lucy In The Sky
03:04
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Havana Seizure
03:25
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In the Jungle
03:24
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Wishbone
04:29
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The Basement of Heaven
02:11
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In the basement of heaven, with an old VCR,
a pile of old tapes, and a tab at the bar.
All the tunes I can muster, all the notes I can crib,
Drink juice from a bottle, a high chair, a bib
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There's a black-velvet Elvis, he's knee deep in our cheers,
He OD'd while crying cholesterol tears.
All the sockets are two-pronged, the lights at half-mast,
A microwave oven, a shadow is cast.
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The jukebox is shaped like a '62 Vette
The music is funky, 'bout as good as it gets.
Some crayola portraits are tacked on the wall,
It's 6 6 and 6, says the clock down the hall.
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The fireplace is ready, but ain't being used,
The yearbook is silly, seemingly confused.
I'm buried and waitin' just like old King Tut,
In the basement of heaven, but waiting for what?
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Sun on Earth
03:23
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We shall have peace with you
Presidents Premieres too
Our strange friend Mr "A"
Give us strength let us pray
Sun on Earth
You contain everything
Atoms cry Atoms sing
Dance with me dust the past
Pollinate with your blast
Sun on Earth
On my knees I release
Your hot kiss your cold peace
I hope our luck holds out
Our we'll hear many shout
Sun on Earth
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Red River Valley
02:57
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We shall have, peace with you
Presidents, Premieres too
Our strange friend, Mr "A"
Give us strength, let us pray
*Sun on Earth
You contain, everything
Atoms cry, Atoms sing
Dance with me, dust the past
Pollinate, with your blast
*Sun on Earth
On My knees, I release
Your hot kiss, your cold peace
I hope our, luck holds out
Or we'll hear, many shout
*Sun On Earth
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Steve Dirkx Dallas, Texas
Bassist for The Telefones and Whiteman. Guitarist songwriter for Loop 12 and Bobby Soxx and the Teenage Queers. Also known in some circles as Pinky Benson. Likes photography / video / dogs.
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