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Fat Bird 00:00
Alright 02:44
Do it again 05:10
8AM 09:50
Catch my radio 14:05
Did My Time 19:05
44 kicks 21:56
If you can't don't bother 25:23
What if I? 30:34
True bypass 33:53
Magic arrow 40:27
Mountain life 43:35
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Lyrics:
Fat bird
Fat bird, can't fly
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Alright
Someone is knockin' on ma' back door.
Someone is screamin' on ma' telephone.
Can't open the door, I'm on the floor.
Can't answer the phone, I'm so stoned
Alright.
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Do it again
In the attic where your dreams are stored.
Never lock them with a cellar door.
What the hammer?
What the chain?
In what furnace was thy brain?
To feel down, do it again.
To feel low, do it again.
You spit me out, do it again.
You told a joke, do it again.
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8AM
See my babe.
She's so fine.
She looks for shelter.
I don't know why.
See my babe.
She get high.
She looks for shelter.
I don't know why.
She woke me early.
8AM.
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Catch my radio
Hard is life in pain.
It's due to rain forever,
and I got holes in my umbrella.
When you feel that aching vibration.
I don't mind, just tune into my station.
Come over and catch my radio,
and I'll make it out alive.
Come over and blow my stereo,
and we'll make it out alive.
Sometimes I like the rain,
it washes streets from dirt.
Sometimes I hate the sun,
I sweat into my favourite shirt.
When you feel that aching vibration.
Jump off your cloud and tune into my station.
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44 kicks
I spoke to ghost man.
He said I was dead.
It was a downer.
So many downers.
Just got 44 kicks to the floor.
Her eyes are hazy and my eyes are blur.
Stuck in alley in benzo dream.
Not a junkie but so it seems.
I got my head back.
I thought i was dead.
It was a downer.
So many downers.
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What if I?
What if I?
What if I'm wrong?
What if I'm wrong about up and down?
Turn around.
What?
What?
What if I?
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Magic arrow
Maybe I'm sarcastic.
She moves and she's static.
Life is so fantastic.
Semi-automatic.
Now her hair is orange.
What kind of magic is that?
What if she said to you,
you taste like pepper and salt?
Now her hair is orange.
What kind of magic is that?
She's a magic arrow stuck in my gut.
Life is so fantastic.
Semi-automatic.
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