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Too Far North

by Buck Rafferty's Woodpecker

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34 Rhymes 05:06
The recurring novelty of the day of my birth prompts a message from you Should I respond you'll lure me back with your adhesive slew But these compounding hours are leaving me sour. Still no word from you A bitter batch of loathing stitched in your woven fibrous, cotton mesh Your golden lined vinyl tablecloth has never even felt a plate The cash box attendant cakes on her face to hide her husband's mistakes A bitter old man sits on his ass as his wife walks the dog A leash with no end always takes her back home to a reluctant friend Sitting in the armchair he fingers through his thin, he blames it on her A Bitter batch of loathing stitched in his swollen lack of success This knot was once doubled now it’s doubled over and unraveling ties Left with two ‘fraid ends dangling free with no place to reside Confliction by a cold wind didn’t justify your painful means to this end
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The recurring novelty of the day of my birth prompts a message from you Should I respond you'll lure me back with your adhesive slew But these compounding hours are leaving me sour. Still no word from you A bitter batch of loathing stitched in your woven fibrous, cotton mesh Your golden lined vinyl tablecloth has never even felt a plate The cash box attendant cakes on her face to hide her husband's mistakes A bitter old man sits on his ass as his wife walks the dog A leash with no end always takes her back home to a reluctant friend Sitting in the armchair he fingers through his thin, he blames it on her A Bitter batch of loathing stitched in his swollen lack of success This knot was once doubled now it’s doubled over and unraveling ties Left with two ‘fraid ends dangling free with no place to reside Confliction by a cold wind didn’t justify your painful means to this end
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Everyone stares when you walk in the room They stare when you go You've got so much control How could anyone say 'no' They rarely do, that's why you're you And why you're winning And I don't even miss you at all No no Caught in the light, he would idly spin Your skeleton ring See it shine when you sing To the window with no meaning From Tennessee, your harmony Would leave your spirit And I don't even miss you at all No no Silver the shores of isles up North Boulevards of dancing boats You keep the old ember burning With meadows in mind As the coaches go by These thoughts of you will die They rarely do, that's why you're you And why you're winning And I don't even miss you at all No no Silver the shores of isles up North Boulevards of dancing boats
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Whales 03:25
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4 F 00:55
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Lehman Blues 02:44
How do I get drunk tonight? That’s the question on my mind Gonna steal my father’s wine Gonna drink a beer or nine- Ty two (too) much booze I could chalk my license or just get high Break a few laws just to cloud my mind Things get boring when you’re back at home Help me find my lighter, we’ll roast this bone Pull the cork, misplace the bottle Pop the tab, knock it back full throttle Brett walks in and crashes on the couch Emptied my bottles, that gargantuan louse I’m half dead, wasted and dry Lick drops from this bottle until I die Who’s gonna bury me? Let’s dig up some dirt and see Or maybe I’ll just burn, throw my ashes in an urn (earn) a dollar, die tomorrow Earn a dollar, to die ‘morrow I’m just one legal year short Of easily partaking in my favorite sport But the GPA reads a different story I should buckle down and avoid the liquid glory Have I learned my lesson? I think so sir If you’re gonna give me one more shot then pour it right here A: I’m drunk B: In love C: It’s fate D: All of the above Fail this test, succeed at school Cut class, smoke cigs, you golden fool How to get drunk off my mind? that’s the question of the night Gonna steal my father’s wine, gonna drink a beer or nine- Ty two (too) much booze Too much booze Too much booze No such thing as too much booze (earn a dollar, to die ‘morrow) No such thing as too much booze (earn a dollar, to die ‘morrow) No such thing as too much booze (earn a dollar, to die ‘morrow)
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Gonna climb the oak trees Wanna smell some flowers think I'll sit in my yard and watch the birds for hours Glide through the meadow and inhale all the pollen think about the names the wind keeps callin' Trek throught the forest traversing all the ruts where the motored monsters churned the path to mud Lifeless Lying in a treadmark Drowned in the run-off Sprawled across the whole of his home Silence keeps his mouth shut Trudge through the forest inhaling all the fumes They just wanna go fast and that's their best excuse Engines stalling in the midst of a shower these men recede to nothing without their horse power Sucking through the mud in an effort to dry cold shoulders shake the advice off amphibious tribes Fumagated mushrooms resting on the dish stale and dry lack luscious initiate the switch Frantically pushing through the tall grass Waiting for something to attack Pupils dilated and the windshield's cracked get the hell out of here never to come back Lifeless lying on the cold ground undetectable by the blood hound Sprawled across thier faux home don't forget the dead mouse These cheese has curdled in this labryinth of maize creatures harvest bones of men who died in vain
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left without a matress on the floor again skinned elbow burning shoulda listened to my friend the trees shake out all their birds their songs won't slow my wheels lying on the carpet wish i scraped my heels The bearings are all twisted my kee's in a knot Red stains the pavement My hand looks like it's been shot A breeze cracks a joke four eggs fall by my side Golden yolk's are draining guess i'm lucky to be alive
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Innocent Son 04:00
You left me there Waiting at the bottom of the stairs with my eyes closed Holding my right hand in my left there is no time for hesitation now you come or go or go Rustling leaves, Falling beside me on the ghost of a morning. Riding in sorrow to the harbor Far behind oh me the bodies of my friends hanging alone alone again Some twisted thorn tells me you saw me in the night with another Keep all my promises to break them I am no, oh no, Innocent son. you run rabbit run Read more: Fleet Foxes - Innocent Son Lyrics | MetroLyrics
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released October 20, 2013

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