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Cripple Queen Anne
05:19
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Born in the gallion
Attendant to the maiden Queen Anne
Reared as a noble
She rode her little pony in the yard
Reared from the saddle
Her neck broke in Brigham Wood
I witnessed the crippling
I wish to see (that) justice is inured
Committed in malice
Her total paralysis endures
Cripple Queen Anne…
solo
As your humble servant
I wish you utter but to name a man
Mark your assassins
I’ll find them if their feet can stroke the sands
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Young & Relentless
03:07
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Giddy up go daddy oh dee oh
I have bit the snow cookie
I have felt the canoe pull
Perrywinkle peapod oh dee oh
I have played the horse breather
I have tasted monkey
Longevity pie oh dee oh
Come in and seedy furniture
I have smelled the Q-Tip
Tyrannosaurus Rex, the eater of cars
My mother is my tow truck
I have alien armpits
I have loved the dance horse
Peas Porridge loves a girl fight
I’ve absorbed the flurp stains
Filafel P. Pancake commonwealth pie
Nick St. Nicholas gives bass lessons, oh dee oh
I was young & relentless
I was young & relentless
I was young & relentless
I was young & relentless
I was young & relentless
I was young & relentless
I was young
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Two charcoal hearts
We stick together
Birds of a feather
Two charcoal hearts
Planets collide
You won’t impress us
Charmed like asbestos
Two charcoal hearts
My how those long distance bills
They sure add up
So if you’re feeling tart
And they’re much the lessor
Call me professor
Two Charcoal Hearts
My how those long distance bills
They sure add up
Two charcoal hearts...
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Standing in the snow
Suckin’ my soda pop
Hopin’ of a glimpse of
ZZTop
Come on St. Paul
Civic Center
Eight dollars fifty cents
I bought a headache
I bought me a headache
Smokin’ Jim
Till it’s coming out of my ears
Long haired girls
Shakin’ way past her years
Come on St. Paul
Civic Center
Eight dollars fifty cents
I bought a headache
I bought me a headache
I bought me a headache
I bought me a headache
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Cool Coquette
03:17
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She’s the oriental girl with the popsicle stand
Twirling her bikini top in her hand
She’ll be getting your bundles all up in a brief
She’s packing a rod so don’t piss on her seat
Cool Coquette, ooh-la-la-la-la
Cool Coquette, ooh-la-la-la-la
Cool Coquette, ooh-la-la-la-la
Cool Coquette
Alligator suit and a gabardine smile
Astroturf weave and she keeps it in style
They all call her Max but she’ll answer to Steve
You can look up her number in the dictionary
Cool Coquette, ooh-la-la-la-la
Cool Coquette, ooh-la-la-la-la
Cool Coquette, ooh-la-la-la-la
Cool Coquette
Swashbuckle pants and a mastodon footprint
She's poppin' the hood as you're copping your last glimpse
Cool Coquette, ooh-la-la-la-la
Cool Coquette, ooh-la-la-la-la
Cool Coquette, ooh-la-la-la-la
Cool Coquette, ooh-la-la-la-la
Cool Coquette, ooh-la-la-la-la
Cool Coquette, ooh-la-la-la-la
Cool Coquette, ooh-la-la-la-la
Cool Coquette
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Paris she’s the perfect girl for me
She goes all the way
Touches me in that special way
Paris she’s the perfect girl for me
She does all them things I’d like to do
Sips me like I’m tea
Swallowing occasionally
Paris she’s the perfect girl for me
She, she takes me there
She waves her hair
She’s ready to wear
She wears all them clothes I’d like to wear
Her tastes are refined
I think they’re the imported kind
Paris she’s the perfect babe for me
She, she takes me there
She waves her hair
She’s ready to wear
Paris she’s the perfect girl for me
She goes all the way
Certain things I don't have to say
Paris she’s the perfect girl for me
She, she takes me there
She waves her hair
She’s ready to wear
She, she takes me there
She waves her hair
She’s ready to wear
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I try to be kind then I find that I
Lied to hide how I feel
So I smile but you know how deeply it goes
Low, oh I got it bad
I seen you baby sit stare at the pool
You wait till I’m watching you
Before you jump in
Fool you know you can’t swim, so let it begin
The drowning of two
I seen you baby sit stare at the pool
Then you wait till I’m watching you
Before you jump in
Fool you know you can’t swim, so let it begin
The drowning of two
The drowning of two
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I won’t steel your children
I won’t steel your cows
I won’t knock your fence
‘Cuz I know that’s your personal walls
Send me to your rivers
Send me to your farms
Lead me down the path boy
Where the sun beats nice and warm
Meadows green with no sunlight
Bacon in the pan with no pigs in the sty
Cars wizzing by at the speed of sound
Here we are with our feet on the ground
Meadows green with no sunlight
Bacon in the pan with no pigs in the sty
Cars wizzing by at the speed of sound
Here we are with our feet on the ground
I won’t steel your children
I won’t steel your cows
I won’t knock your fence boy
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And I’ll ask why you’re getting used to
And you’ll tell me about your chosen issue
And I wish I had anything to tell you
I wish I could make more noise
There’s no fear I could handle more of
TV is there to reasure us
And all a bunch of flag waving’ morons, yeah
I wish I could make more noise
I love listening to b-sides
And I love looking into my eyes
And I’m scared of what can happen if I slide in away forever
I wish I could make more noise
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When famine flies land in the face of people
And hungry eyes, tell you fate is sealed
This might smart a bit
No avoiding it
It’s not counterfeit… it’s real
The ambassador had failed to gain appeal
At the backstage door where she finessed the deal
No more alibis
Broadcast to justify
The years we all denied… what's real
Whatcha doing about tomorrow?
Nations wiggle out, curmudgeons grudging steel
And they whistle a tune of drought, bodies are revealed
It’s no TV show
To hell with rock and roll
It's not a vaudeville joke
Or extra terrestrial… it's real
You can’t wiggle out
With your frown or pout
Why don’t you cut it out
‘Cuz this here it’s all about… real
Real
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Glued For Breakin'
03:28
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I’m a racehorse gambling man, and I’ve bet my life away
Ridin’ home on empty, not a penny for the tank
I don’t mind, I don’t mind, glued for breakin'
Faulted at the banks and I’ve stolen on the job
Begged from my own wife and I’ve cheated my own Pa
I didn’t mind, I didn’t mind, glued for breakin'
I’m a bronco at the factory
That clowns and cowboys broke
I’m shards of wedding china
Left next to her note
Had my run of luck, leaving card games still alive
Why is it they don’t gag me up, put me in the trunk and drive
I wouldn’t mind, I wouldn’t mind, glued for breakin'
I’m a bronco at the factory
That clowns and cowboys broke
I’m shards of wedding china
Left next to her note
I miss my little girls, but I mustn’t dwell tonight
Why’s it when you’re sick, can’t remember feeling right
Pay it no mind, pay it no mind, glued for breakin'
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I’m a man named Mule without a queen
I’d raft upstream to find your swarthy dream
I’m a man named Mule without a home
The river gives me two directions known
I have seen the sky turning green
Clouds run blue, sun and moon disagree
Brine meets blue, out there on that horize
No point on which to fix my Mississippi eyes
I have seen your ship out on the rise
It comes so near then sinks below the skies
So I followed you to Cairo, Illinois
You knew this man and gave him mooring lines
I have seen the skies turning green
Clouds run blue, sun and moon disagree
Brine meets blue, out there on that horize
No point on which to fix my Mississippi eyes
I can see the day I broke my knees
Two feet towards the town two towards the trees
I’m a man named Mule without a queen
They’ll drag the river bed for my remains, for my remains…
I have seen the skies turning green
Clouds run blue, sun and moon disagree
Brine meets blue, out there on that horize
No point on which to fix my Mississippi eyes
I have seen
Clouds run blue
I dig you, out there on that horize
Point, my Mississippi eyes
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Willie Wisely Saint Paul, Minnesota
Equal parts Minnesotan music scene veteran and Laurel Canyon resident/devotee, Willie Wisely remains that rare bird mixing profound power pop with arena-sized showmanship, a troubadour on an all night rave up, a cold kombucha on a hot California day, a McCartney-ite taking a break from his Japanese import of “Ram” for a quick Canyon run listening to João Gilberto. ... more
Willie Wisely recommends:
Poppy Seeds
by The Corner Laughers
Wonderful twee psyche-pop from San Francisco!
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Kelly Jones & I sing lead vocals on this fascinating popster album by Steven Fox, w/Linus of Hollywood, Roger Joseph Manning Jr, and others. BLOG POST ABOUT THE SESSIONS ~ http://bit.ly/WWSecretFriend
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Her voice is a miracle. Her writing timeless. I love it!!
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