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NEW YORK (GOLDFISH BREATH)
Lyrics By Patrick Porter C.2012
So here I am in New York
Shadowing pavement in New York
Pushing my waves out in New York
Breaking my hayseeds in New York
Dames and damsels in New York
Games and gambles in New York
Over-leaden pencils in New York
Silver utensils in New York
I don't want American History
All I want is New York, New York
And I'm in New York
Hey, look at me, I'm in New York
I love the sky in New York
I love the sun on the bricks in New York
I love the Monet light in New York
I love the fire hydrants in New York
I love how everyone's mad in New York
I love how everyone's crazy in New York
I even love the Price Chopper in New York
Electric billboards in New York
I don't want American History
All I want is New York, New York
And I'm in New York
Hey, look at me, I'm in New York
I know all the ghosts here in New York
I talk to the buildings in New York
I fly all the airplanes in New York
I drink the bodegas in New York
I raise all the churches in New York
I cross all the bridges in New York
I'm making a bed here in New York
And I'm never leaving New York
I don't want American History
All I want is New York, New York
And I'm in New York
Hey, look at me, I'm in New York
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MISFORTUNE COOKIES
Lyrics by Patrick Porter, C. 2011
Time's a burning flag
Leave the light on
Keep a pact
Faith's a road to ride on
Someone died on
Someone died
Face a loaded moon
Face a loaded man
Paper eyes alight
When it's done right
When it's done right
But when you pass a hand
There's many ways to
Pass it back
Face a loaded moon
Face a loaded man
The things that I regret
I might rescind them
But I forget
If I end up alone
At least I'll know I've
Always known
Face a loaded moon
Face a loaded man
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SOMETIMES I JUST CAN'T BELIEVE IN NOTHING
Lyrics by Patrick Porter, C. 2011
Sometimes I just can't believe in nothing
Sometimes I just can't believe in nothing
Sometimes I decide the whole world is nothing
And sometimes I just can't believe in nothing
I went into the world to find out something
I went into the world to find out something
But all I found out was a world of nothing
And sometimes I just can't believe in nothing
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4. |
But I Was Floating
02:55
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BUT I WAS FLOATING
Lyrics by Patrick Porter C. 2011
I went out to roam
Sealed my life away from home
But I was floating
But I was floating
There was a cause
To steal my life away from yours
But I was floating
But I was floating
Away from Earth
Away from Earth
Job had a job
To play patty-cakes with God
While I was floating
While I was floating
Souls cost a lot
Happiness does not
But I was floating
But I was floating
Away from Earth
Away from Earth
Pain pave a road
Seal my life away from home
But I was floating
But I was floating
There was a cause
To shield my life away from yours
But I was floating
But I was floating
Away from Earth
Away from Earth
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5. |
Death By Consolation
02:14
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DEATH BY CONSOLATION
Lyrics by Patrick Porter C. 2011
Don't come looking for me
I've turned into a businessman
I'm bricking up the factory
I'm bowing to a master plan
You've got to blink before your eyes are closed
You've got to switch it like the TV shows
You've got to tie it to the back of a boat
You've got to starve a man until it chokes
Don't come calling for me
I've got this paperwork to do
I'm building an atomic bomb
Detonating it in your hairdo
You've got to blink before your eyes are closed
You've got to switch it like the TV shows
You've got to tie it to the back of a boat
You've got to starve a man until it chokes
I go into a paper city
Go to make a trade
I got a broken alphabet
I got a paper trail, I'm on the make
You got it
You lost it
I'm flying in a paper plane
You know I got a discount rate
I'm spitting on the clouds
I got a paper trail, I'm on the make
You got it
You lost it
Don't come looking for me
I've turned into the Berlin Wall
Don't write silly things on me
Don't put my crumbs in your box
You've got to blink before your eyes are closed
You've got to switch it like the TV shows
You've got to tie it to the back of a boat
You've got to starve a man until it chokes
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Baby Tazer
03:32
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BABY TAZER
Lyrics by Patrick Porter C. 2011
Jesus send me a lover to break my heart
Jesus send me a lover to soap my soul
Jesus send me an apple to tip my cart
Jesus send me a lover to break my heart
Jesus send me a to change my guard
Jesus send me a lover to change my mind
Jesus send me an apple to tip my cart
Jesus send me a lover to break my heart
Jesus send me a lover to break my heart
Jesus send me a lover to soap my soul
Jesus send me an apple to tip my cart
Jesus send me a lover to break my heart
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7. |
Milkshake Perm (Anabuse)
03:15
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MILKSHAKE PERM
Lyrics by Patrick Porter C. 2011
Peel a summer
Into fall
Dream a lover
Cast a call
Fold a flower
In the wall
Blow it all away
Leave a notion
When you go
Lucky 7
Lucky 0
Man on wire
Free to fall
Blow it all away
Maybe I'll blow away
Give me license
Give me hope
Turn a blind eye
Try to cope
Spill the water
Burn the rope
Blow it all away
Maybe I'll blow away
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Eminence Frump
03:04
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EMINENCE FRUMP
Lyrics by Patrick Porter C. 2011
Home sweet home
A kettle and a stove
A sata-little hole
A picture on the wall
So go outdoors
Write the scriptures with the swords
Why dontcha?
Holy Ghost
Holy mold
Kinda like a cord
Plugged into a wall
But what about the coil?
So be a bird
Be seen and be heard
Go out knockin' on the doors
Why dontcha?
Home sweet home
Licorice rope
A Cinderella cope
Fantasy elope
The sugar and the salt
So be a bird
Be seen and be heard
Go out knockin' off the cross
Why dontcha?
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Hot Mess
03:32
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HOT MESS
Lyrics by Patrick Porter C. 2011
Less inside to offer an offer
Less inside to offer a role
Less inside to meet in the middle
Less inside to love
I try, less so and less so
I try, less so, unless
Less inside to harbor an eyesore
Less inside to think up a lie
Less inside to handshake a halo
Less inside to love
I try, less so and less so
I try, less so, unless
Hot mess
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Let's Stop Wanting
05:11
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LET'S STOP WANTING
Lyrics by Patrick Porter C. 2011
You know what they say
About the will and the way
Let's stop wanting
Move sly and slow
Like a soldier
Let's stop wanting
Pounding in nails
Paper sails
Let's stop wanting
Save the sour grapes
And put on the brakes
Let's stop wanting
For the last time,
Darling
The birds and the bees and
The parking fees
Let's stop wanting
Eternal grace has
Limited space
Let's stop wanting
For the last time,
Darling
Don't know where you'll go
And I don't want to know
Let's stop wanting
I'll write your name
On a passing train
Let's stop wanting
You know what they say
About a memory grave
Let's stop wanting
We made the best
Of a God that can't bless
So let's stop wanting
Pull the last heartstring
Goodbye, Darling
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PURPLE DRESS (LIVING WITH DENTURES)
Lyrics by Patrick Porter C. 2011
Take down your purple dress
Swept in the sand and the soft, I palm you glow
Our time is passing fast
If you decide that you know me
Just let me know
Take down your purple dress
Here in the wet of the windmill we lap it slow
Cool air and frosted glass
If you decide you don't need me
Just let me go
Feel like a man with a past
Feel like a tack on a map
Feel like the back of a bone
Feel like a happened that can't
(Get out of here!)
Take down your purple dress
If you can't handle a splatter
Just fake a flow
I can't; I need more traction
If you decide that you'll grieve me
Just kill me now
Take down your purple dress
And as a fact of the matter
Just take it out
Our check is kinda cashed
If you decide I'm a fire
Just throw me coal
Feel like a man with a past
Feel like a tack on a map
Feel like the back of a bone
Feel like a happened that can't
(Get out of here!)
Take down your purple dress
Swept in the sand and the softness
I palmed you glow
Our time is frozen past
Here in the windy and city
I watched you go
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Holy Boat Stolen Ocean
03:36
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HOLY BOAT STOLEN OCEAN
Lyrics by Patrick Porter C. 2011
Oh, my soul
Where'd you go?
I'm cold
Holy dog
Holy dog
Bark 'Lord'
The waves roll
The waves roll
My boat
It's a hole
I'm a goat
I'm lost
Oh, my Lord
My Lord
I'm bored
Where'd you go?
Where'd you go?
Asshole
Holy dog
Holy dog
Bark 'Lord'
Forgive a goat
Forgive a boat
Goes slow
Oh, my soul
I don't know
It's my fault
Holy O
The ocean lolls
Asphalt
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Love Is Horrible
02:10
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LOVE IS HORRIBLE
Lyrics by Patrick Porter C. 2011
Love is horrible
It never works right
It fucks you up
It tells you lies
It falls apart
Right in front of your eyes
It ruins your life
I never want to do it again
Love is terrible
It always hurts you
And when you're hurt
You're hurt for good
You'll always salt
That particular wound
Love is sad
I never want to do it again
Love is miserable
I want to punch it
I don't want to cry
I don't want to meet
A million ex-lovers
Out on the street
I just can't compete
I never wanna do it again
I'm never gonna do it again
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Lite Bulb Me
03:16
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LITE BULB ME
Lyrics by Patrick Porter C. 2011
My love is a ghost
It just goes where it goes
But there's one thing it knows:
You don't light bulb me
I could pretend
I could mold, I could bend
But you know, in the end
You just don't light bulb me
It's not your fault
You don't light bulb me
It's not your fault
You just don't light bulb me
I could lay off the booze
Watch my Ps and my Qs
Promise you Park Avenues
But you don't light bulb me
I could fluff up a bed
Clean all the clocks in my head
But you know I'd rather be dead
Because you don't light bulb me
It's not your fault
You don't light bulb me
You're fine, nothing's wrong
You just don't light bulb me
So now we say goodbye
It's a game that ends in a tie
I don't care, and I know why
It's cuz you don't light bulb me
So my love is a ghost
It just goes where it goes
But there's one thing it knows:
That you don't light bulb me
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Business Law
02:58
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BUSINESS LAW
Lyrics by Patrick Porter C. 2011
I didn't notice it raining
Until it slicked the pavement
Shopping carts and parked policemen
I bought a beer, brought it home, made it me
This night's ripe for a hanging
And all these faces are laughing
Everything that's happening is happening
Without me, I am not here, I disagree
I don't get the joke
Don't get above your raising
Don't get above your station
You will never change them
The firing squad you're facing
I don't get the joke
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Soap
03:00
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SOAP
Lyrics by Patrick Porter C. 2011
Slow winter snow
A bang, my bad
Turn off the stove
Bad dog, bad dog
But then God
Is made of soap
I know
Where I saw stairs
I walked
Up them
Blood on a coat
Bad goat, bad goat
But then God
Is made of soap
I know
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