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Birdman
04:05
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Birdman hip with the times today
Birdman knows all the things to say
Take it slow, ease it back
Birdman singing aphrodisiacs
Stagehand looking for the operator
Stagehand slithers like an alligator
Have you heard “the word is bird”?
And he’s gonna tell ya how the band emerged
Birdman take my hand
Tell me all the things that you understand
Make us unified, tell me all the time
To fly high
Birdman play the band
Tell ‘em how to get all the baddest fans
Make it funky, make it real
Real nice
Birdman shouting from a telephone wire
Birdman sounds like an evening choir
We’re all the same, with different names
Birdman says it and he’s unashamed
Dance queen show em’ what the legs are for
Dance queen boogie onto the floor
Shakes it high, shakes it low
Dance queen gets down on a slow tempo
Birdman take my hand
Tell me all the things that you understand
Make us unified, tell me all the time
To fly high
Birdman play the band
Tell ‘em how to get all the baddest fans
Make it funky, make it real
Real nice
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On a Windmill
04:43
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Think I’ve been here once before
Seen this window saw this door
Conversations mixed with wine
Leading to repeated lines
Come let’s dance upon the floor
Will you spin me ‘round once more?
When I look into your eyes
It sends shivers down my spine
Sitting on a windmill gliding by
Revolving in a galaxy-wide
Get the feeling that I’ve been in this place before now
Like I’m pedaling my head into yesterday
Do it again, just like the second time
Over again, with your revolving mind
With your revolving mind
Think I’ve seen you here before
Standing in the passing storm
Writing words that drip like wine
Holding on to every line
Come let’s dance upon the floor
Will you spin me ‘round once more?
When I look into your eyes
It sends shivers down my spine
Sitting on a windmill gliding by
Drawing my life from the wandering sky
Get the feeling that I’ve been in this place before now
Like I’m pedaling my head into yesterday
Do it again, just like the second time
Over again, with your revolving mind
With your revolving mind
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Yeah the moon was nearly full moon
When the New York train pulled in
Across the river from Austin, Texas
I’m drinking
On a payphone call in the city
Somewhere not too far from Sixth
I heard that woman bedded down with the man she’d later wed
So I hung up and looked around,
I felt like being alone right then
She said “I wouldn’t have if I didn’t, but I guess I did so I could”
All alone where the Texas star inverted through neon wood
I said “perhaps you are too busy, to see the forest from the door
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She said “I never understood your metaphors”
So I got out my notebook and I wrote down a couple more
Yeah, I was falling over
Yeah, now I’m standing straight
I didn’t though, you didn’t know
What I did when I fell asleep on the couch, finding me out
Never ever finding out
Well I’m falling asleep at the wheel now
It could be dangerous I know
But I’m rolling morose and aloof, in a mellow mood
Heading west to San Antonio, and then it’s south to Mexico
To drink mescal and cross the Zocalo
I would, and I could, in the woods
Yeah, I was falling over
Yeah, now I’m standing straight
I didn’t though, you didn’t know
What I did when I fell asleep on the couch, finding me out
Never ever finding out
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4. |
Flowering Rush
06:59
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Some swim to warmer water
Some stay very still
Come on try and push it farther
Let’s try and make the hill
Look for an empty road
One where you can build the soul
Go where the water flows
Pick up the hand that loves you most
Soo, Soo, up in the Soo
Soo, Soo, up in the Soo
Making waves don’t make it calmer
What makes a flower wilt?
Take her hand and say you want her
Wash away the pain you’ve spilt
Look for an empty road
One where you can build the soul
Go where the water flows
Pick up the hand that loves you most
Soo, Soo, up in the Soo
Soo, Soo, up in the Soo
Up by the waterway
Sitting there not saying much
Searched for the things to say
Put up her finger said to “hush”
We fell into the flowering rush
We fell into the flowering rush
Yeah the rush don’t look like it’s gonna itch
And you won’t notice when she makes the switch
Take your head and put it on ya
Get your car out of the ditch
Look for an empty road
One where you can build the soul
Go where the water flows
Pick up the hand that loves you most
Soo, Soo, up in the Soo
Soo, Soo, up in the Soo
Up by the waterway
Sitting there not saying much
Searched for the things to say
Put up her finger said to “hush”
We fell into the flowering rush
We fell into the flowering rush
We fell into the flowering rush
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5. |
In Another Time
02:37
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Monday morning, I wake up
Another week of work
The days make weeks
The weeks make months
The seasons take their turns
What happened to living
Each day for itself?
What happened to beginnings
Without planning the ends?
In another time when we are old
We can tell our shaky bones
To make themselves at home
But today, when it feels like
I’m standing on a setting sun
I will run (not hide)
I will laugh (not cry)
I will live (not die)
I’m in the now
In this time, we’re living
So easy to give up hope
So many good people
Just trying to cope
Turn off the television
And come talk with me
Take the time to listen
With open minds before you speak
In another time when we’re reborn
We can open up our hands,
lift the roses from their thorns
But today, when it feels like
I’m standing on a setting sun
I will run (not hide)
I will laugh (not cry)
I will live (not die)
I’m in the now
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6. |
Can You Run Out?
03:46
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We’re all a little bit lonely
Even with someone else
It may be better to die
than to rot on the shelf
Maybe what’s missing is money and hope
Clean liquor and free dope
A party that never ends
Reasons to get out of bed
We’re all a little bit distant
All alone in the night
My brain and my heart ain’t right
Most of the time
What does it mean to believe in luck?
Can it run out, can it run out
Can you run out, can we run out?
Hold on to someone if you got someone
Hold on to something if you can’t find love
Not the bottle or the needle or the miracle drug
Anything but the Pope
What does it mean to be out of love
Can it run out, can it run out
Can we run out, can you run out?
Could I be losing the plot
Rising action or the denouement
Is it the ending or maybe not?
Do I even care?
Someone saying something and they don’t know what
I walked away as if it was clear-cut
A scream of rage or just a plea
To come over and touch me, please
In the middle of the night, where my dreams take flight
You and I will feel alright, like we did that time
Sleep on your back I’ll sleep on mine
In separate beds, at separate times
There is no reason or no rhyme
Only biases and make-believe
In love and all that it can bring
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Tropics and the Torrid
05:43
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I wanna see the stars
When I look up in the sky
I don’t wanna see a murky light show
I wanna go with you down a path where you are going
Where the flowers lead you there
We’re going down a road of beauty
Because I’m following you
I wanna see the oceans in your eyes
I wanna realize it too,
I wanna realize it too
It can be hard to talk
When both of us are thinking
Just how good it can be
I wanna meet you there
In the tropics and the torrid
And I hope you bring me there
We’re going down a road of beauty
Because I’m following you
I wanna see the oceans in your eyes
I wanna realize it too,
I wanna realize it too
I wanna hop onto a
Southbound train to you
There’s no rush to get me there
When there’s a band who’s playing
The torrid sounds of thunder
That’ll surely slow me down
We’re going down a road of beauty
Because I’m following you
I wanna see the oceans in your eyes
I wanna realize it too,
I wanna realize it too
I wanna see the stars
When I look up in the sky
I don’t wanna see a murky light show
I wanna meet you there
In the tropics and the torrid
And I hope you bring me there
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Big Man
03:55
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What do you think on the inside
With your mind on your dimes on your money?
Do you know what I’m saying?
No, no we can’t afford to lose more time
No second to lose and you’re blind
Will you use power for what’s right?
Time is life
Hey big man, you know it’s poison
It’s pouring down on you
The air you’re breathing
You’re gonna bleed it
Thick black sludge
Oh, and it’s all on you
What do you think will come with time
Do you think only good for ya, honey?
Do you know what I’m saying?
No, when we’re all hanging off the end
You no longer can pretend
The world is all yours and
You’re such a big man
Hey big man, you know it’s poison
It’s pouring down on you
The air you’re breathing
You’re gonna bleed it
Thick black sludge
Oh, and it’s all on you
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Open Eyes
08:04
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Will your mind identify
A different line
In a storybook?
As the leaves fly by
In another colour
Take the time to look
Open your eyes
Open your eyes
The sky has never been
So vivid and so rich
Like an iridescent bubble
In the wind
Can you see the flock
Above you now
Vacating here?
As your eyes transform
You’re more acute
Becoming clear
Open your eyes
Open your eyes
Your skin sheds off like rain
A vessel taking shape
You are different than you were
Now you’ve changed
You are different than you were
But the same
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Zuffalo Toronto, Ontario
Guitar-driven, uplifting psychedelic rock with folk- and pop-based melodies and harmonies. With funky beats and monstrous riffs, their songs consist of instrumental sections where the musicians communicate with each other to create unique stories in sound. With lyrics about love but also laced with quirky metaphors, and often touch on subjects of science fiction and nature. ... more
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