1. |
ending it all (as I do)
03:26
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ENDING IT ALL
Are we square?
I wouldn’t like to go
Knowing there is something
Crucial that I owe
No light in my pocket
No trust up my sleeve
A devil is calling
And I take my leave
And take a look at the back of my hand
The last thing you see as it falls away
And try to remember the light on the land
Ending it all (as I do) every day
Home from work
The sounds are immense
Knowing there is something
That will never make sense
No fun in my wardrobe
No moon in my view
Turn and listen to god
As I turn from you
And take a look at the light on the land
The last thing you see as it falls away
Try to remember the taste of my hand
Ending it all as I do every day
One day the task
Will be taken over and won
The beginning of ending
Is already done
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2. |
royal quiet deluxe
03:18
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ROYAL QUIET DELUXE
I-64 goes from someplace bad
To someplace better
Better ‘cause it’s far
Far away from where I met her
And because it’s unknown
Life is worth nothing
All of my love is in a hole
And is dead
There is no heaven for love
It simply dies
The hills of West Virginia
Offer respite for my eyes
But like Utah, and all things lovely
The loveliness is lies
We learn that she who screams the loudest
Makes he who fears most run
And who is ruled by fear
Is oft ignored by fun
Still there is
A way to be
If we die many times
Then let death come to me
This is the last song of its kind.
Now you can be.
Now you can be all that all your weakest love can find
Ain’t it the best?
Ain’t it the best?
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3. |
bad man
02:22
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BAD MAN
I try to stay quiet because I am a bad man
I try to stay quiet because I am a bad man
If you hear my mind
You know how bad I am
Mind your own business and stay seven feet back
Mind your own business and stay seven feet back
Get any closer and I’m bound to attack
Don’t you believe that I don’t want you here
With all of my bone I want you right close and near
Don’t say I told you that there’s nothing to fear
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4. |
the spotted pig
02:22
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THE SPOTTED PIG
Hidden in the chest
At the foot of my bed
Is the filthy spotted pig
I’ve owned for so long
You’ve heard its noises
And cried while I slept
Thinking that you wailing
Resembles the spotted pig’s song
Your modesty I love
Your beauty I cherish
Your fear of death I envy
Your vanity I punish
Humility I welcome
For to live with the pig
You should have no pride
Little hairs from your swimsuit
Sprouting from the sty
Where can I put my fingers
That will make you weep?
Tonight with windows open
My little beast and I
Will betray our watch
And disturb your sleep
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5. |
this is my cocktail
02:32
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THIS IS MY COCKTAIL
This is my cocktail
And I drink it cause
I love it
This is how I don’t feel
And make friend of trouble
I fear two things:
Losing my mind
Losing my body
When you find your skin
Has been broke in
By thousand worms who
Cannot wait for you to be gone
Then you count to ten
And she looks upon your skin
And so begin to compose a vow:
Never hold a gun, nor a sign
It isn’t fun , and fun is how you should define
One’s way to be
Bedding down with twins
And hoping god will walk right in
And take a picture of
This holy group of three
It is enough to cry
It pays for all before you die
And kills the yearn to justify
I need two things:
Keeping my mind
Keeping my body
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6. |
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I WILL BE BORN AGAIN AGAIN
It ain’t enough
To have been stripped
And re-evaluated
Time is rough
And scales are tipped
And the loved becomes the hated
Weird has come
And life defined
I am dumb
I am not kind
And I will be born again again
(I will be born again/we will/must be…)
when you have done
all of the things
you said you’ never do
and all acts of treason ring
and you do not know you
Weird has come
And life defined
I am dumb
I am not kind
And I will be born again again
(I will be born again/we will/must be…)
then every girl
who thought you fine
steps from you in the street
knowing where
there’s left to go
is not an easy feat
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7. |
make it not an evil mark
03:06
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MAKE IT NOT AN EVIL MARK
All our hearts are stained
And every love is tainted
And over every red hole
A black door is painted
You would take colors all away
If it was in your power
And cut a hole
To mar your skin
And shit on every flower
Make it good
Make it silly
Make it lessened by the dark
Make it come
Onto her face
And make it not an evil mark
Laugh about it
We sing in a tradition
After all, it’s song
It is not an action
Only the singing is deed
And the listening complicit
You’ll die in the dark with me
And we’ll sing for the sun’s visit
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8. |
lessons from stony
02:55
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LESSONS FROM STONEY
I got screwed by the ones
Who put me in your path
“Now it’s just you and me,”
I whisper, and you laugh.
Half-hearts, full mouths
I see you go on
And I go too, but not with you
I go with me
Carolina finds me
Not knowing north from west
Lessons learned from Stoney
Have suited my heart best
When I close my windows
I see you go on
And I go too, but not with you
I go with me
Not enough time to be honest
Let’s hope that there’s no final tally
Quietly, Stoney said he’d be
My loud and ornery ally
When you learn I’m half-woman
I see you go on
And I go too, but not with you
I go with me
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9. |
triumph of will
02:49
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TRIUMPH OF WILL
You prepare our food
I bought it, why shouldn’t you?
I declared it good
And fold myself around you
We’re never lost together...
Wouldn’t that be fun?
We are two separate people
And we never will be one
Except through a triumph of our will
In which what came before we met
Is fully gone
And yes I love you still
And need to know that I can get lost fully in our song
I rub the sides of your head
Hear the sounds your mouth makes
We are in our unmade bed
As all the early light breaks
We’re never lost together...
Wouldn’t that be fun?
We are two separate people
We never will be one
Except through a triumph of our will
In which what came before we met
Is fully gone
And yes I love you still
And need to know that I can get lost fully in our song
I have stopped my marching
And you have stopped your singing
Our story over-arching
Our bell of faith is ringing
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10. |
i heard of a source
02:44
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I HEARD OF A SOURCE
I heard of a source down far in the east
Forbidden, of course, to all but the least
And I heard of a spring from someone who drank
Holes in my mind, I forgot who to thank
Wash my ends!
Clean my tongue!
I don’t want to go to hell anymore
My dad was a bear, my mom was a skunk
My brother exploded the thoughts that he thunk
We lived on a hill where all we could see
Was the routes and the eyes that were all closed to me
Anything can end suddenly!
I still want some love for me
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Bonnie "Prince" Billy Louisville, Kentucky
The man who sings and composes under the name Bonnie "Prince" Billy and acts under the name Will Oldham has, over the past three-plus decades, made an idiosyncratic journey through, and an indelible mark on, the worlds of indie rock and independent cinema. ... more
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