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Cao Dai Blowout
02:08
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He came knocking down the street lights
tearing up the new grass on the lawn
He was frightening off the livestock
I could feel him coming down
I lit the Citronella, it was all that I had
And I began to feel real bad
When the ghost of your father comes to town
What the hell else can you do
I flung open all the windows,
put the water on for tea
and let him pass right through
He took to knocking over furniture,
getting into the reception on the wireless
He tore up all the dry goods in the pantry
He was strong, and he was tireless
And when the priest came to call, I sent him on his way
I got a tremor in my hands and my feet are made of clay
When the ghost of your father starts pushing you around
How are you gonna make him stop
I took down all the crosses
I let him set up shop
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2. |
Korean Bird Painting
02:31
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Yesterday I put in a good 5 hours
talking to the statues
Chased your memory all around the room
Didn't manage to catch you
But I cleaned out the savings account
Blew everything I had on flowers
Covered up the furniture in carnations
Rolled around for hours
And there are those of you who’ve got the wrong idea right now
But man, you should have seen me when I got through
Indistinguishable from a fourth century Briton
Waiting on the couch for you
And I put all the extras on the credit card
Mobiles of the galaxy and mylar balloons
Everything we'd saved up in one room at the same time
Cartoon stars, crescent moons
Thank you notes, get well cards
Condolences, congratulations
Bright colors, hues and signals
Reminders and reverberations
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3. |
Narakaloka
02:20
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The cabbages that I will grow
One by one and row by row
Will fatten in the spring sun
And breathe in the evening air
And you will hear them breathing
If you walk by at night
And you may not hear them after all,
But that's all right
I've set the table for two
I've cleaned the windows for you
I've got cinnamon from Jakarta
For making French toast
The doctor says that I've got
Thirty days left at most
The cabbages that I will grow
The love songs on the radio
Will deepen in the springtime
They'll be brighter than the stars
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4. |
Golden Jackal Song
03:01
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I swung through town
Shining like a new quarter
Felt something sharp rise up within me
When I crossed the border
Wtopped at the gas station payphone
I let my fingers fly
The wicked impulses were dying
But I couldn't let them die
And we were over at your place, singing about the old times
No one had anything to prove
I ate so much carrion
that I could not move
I was bloated
When I saw you in the kitchen
Glistening like the old country
All your cups and glasses
Lined up in front of me
And I stopped at the faucet for a minute
Waited til you came in to see what was wrong
And your fingers brushed my ribs playfully
And I played along
You had your tongue in my mouth
your eyes glistening in the light
I ate rich raw carrion
til I couldn't think right
I was full
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5. |
Treetop Song
02:01
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All along the interstate
The palm trees were calling out to me
The line of them stretched down the highway forever
As far as I could see
And I waited til the sun was coming up
Light morning traffic and a cool spring breeze
And I heard the old voices calling down
fFrom the tops of the trees
And when I got up to the top, my head got light
And for a minute everything in the world was alright
And I saw the next tree just 10 feet away
Give or take a few feet, I guess
And then I pushed off into the air with all my might
And headed out into the center of the morning light
And I knew that I was gonna make it
The new tree hardly shook to acknowledge my arrival
And I knew that I would be alright
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the Mountain Goats Durham, North Carolina
John Darnielle has written almost 600 songs now, and some of them are very sad, dealing with hard drugs and tragic ends,
hurting yourself and others, sicknesses of both body and brain, off-brand alcohols. They are told in beautiful, unnerving, specific detail because he is a very good writer, and also some of them are just true stories about his own life.
—John Hodgman, 2012
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