1. |
Lay Kenneth Lay
04:05
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Electric current television
flicker across the ghost of subdivision
so lock the door
close the blinds
fountain pen in your hand one last time
ground control
remote hands
the devil stands idle, you’ve laid your plans
Lay Kenneth Lay
Lay down your fountain pen today
and see Emily play
take the key to your soul and burrow deep
into the rabbit’s hole
Loose yourself in a drummer’s rhythm
he’s drumming a marathon of exorcism
while numbers crash and trickle down
pay roll caps, cashing in on a phony crown
Vicodin rigged self-esteem, off-shore signing bonus
was it a dream?
Lay Kenneth Lay
Lay down your fountain pen today
and see Emily play
take the key to your soul and burrow deep
into the rabbit’s hole
Lay Kenneth Lay
Lay down your fountain pen today
and see Emily play
the king is dead, but he’s not forgotten
fruit once ripe on the vine
now is rotten!
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2. |
Suicide Daydream
04:24
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sunday monday tuesday too
i do my best to write a letter to you
from a desperate room
in a desperate flat
outskirt of town
wrong side of the tracks
lock the door
draw the blinds
fountain pen one last time
light the candle on the stove
turn the gas off?
or let it flow into me
in an endless sea
and drift upstream effortlessly
i admit to you that i do
sometimes it’s true
(suicide daydream)2x
i cant wake you and make it last
i cant shake you from my past
tell me darlin’
i need to know
what was it that made you go
take the bottle from the shelf
and twist the cap off?
and let it pour into me
in an endless sea
and drift upstream effortlessly
i admit to you that i do
sometimes it’s true
(suicide daydream)2x
but dont you worry baby
(it’s just daydream) 2x
daydream in my head
cuz you know i (feel the weight of the world)4x
maybe you do too.
but dont you worry baby
(it’s just daydream) 3x
(ooh ooh)3x
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i suppose
that when you’re wearing a dead man’s clothes
you know the thought within me grows
am i invisible today?
a shadow or a ghost of myself
alcohol
doesn’t seem to help at all
you see i’m backed up against a wall
and i’m looking for an exit
a door that leads me in
from the dark of where i’ve been
so i can lay down beside you
please dont come around a shake me
i’m in a cold sweat now so dont
try and wake me
nothing in this world’s
gonna save me
like water...fit for babies
try and save me.
my wife and child
slumber deep but all the while
i’m wide awake and my teeth are filled
if i smile you know i fake it
i’m lonely where i’ve been
i’m about to just cave in
i’d like to lay down beside you
please dont come around a shake me
i’m in a cold sweat now so dont
try and wake me
nothing in this world’s
gonna save me
like water...fit for babies
try and save me.
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4. |
Generals and Majors
03:22
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I’ve never known anyone
who’s loved me the way that you do
Tangerine, Tangerine, Tangerine
Dream of the Indian Summer Sun.
And it’s not often that we agree
that this is the place to be.
My Tangerine
Dream of the Indian Summer Sun
I’ve never known anyone
who’s treated me the way that you do.
Tangerine, Tangerine, Tangerine
Dream of the Indian Summer Sun.
And it’s not sunset, it only shines
the words are all Love You lines.
My Tangerine
Dream of the Indian Summer Sun
Dream of the Indian Summer Sun
I move with the mountains
and I run towards the sea
I swim with the fishes
gonna blow like a stiff breeze through the trees
blow like a stiff breeze through the trees
I don’t know and I don’t care
got to get myself on over there
I don’t know just what I’m gonna do
If I can’t lay myself down next to you
I’m down with birds
high above in the sky
And I swear to you baby
gonna run my fingers through your hair
run my fingers through your hair
I don’t know and I don’t care
got to get myself on over there
I don’t know just what I’m gonna do
If I can’t lay myself down next to you
I don’t know and I don’t care
don’t know nobody else anywhere
I don’t know what I’m gonna do
if I can’t lay myself down next to you
My Tangerine
Dream of the Indian Summer Sun
Dream of the Indian Summer Sun
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Thought control
Alcohol
Jesus don’t you know I need your help right now
where there’s a will there’s a way
it’s what a dying man might say
as he crawls out of his grave into a bed that’s made
Take my hand
can you understand
I’m sending out an S.O.S
I’m suffering
Transmission send
right around the bend
you can make yourself visible again
Where There’s a will there’s a way
Splitting hairs
while people stop and stare
as you straighten up Titanic chairs
before it sinks right then and there
Where There’s a will there’s a way
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7. |
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sunday monday tuesday too
i do my best to write a letter to you
from a desperate room
in a desperate flat
outskirt of town
wrong side of the tracks
lock the door
draw the blinds
fountain pen one last time
light the candle on the stove
turn the gas off?
or let it flow into me
in an endless sea
and drift upstream effortlessly
i admit to you that i do
sometimes it’s true
(suicide daydream)2x
i cant wake you and make it last
i cant shake you from my past
tell me darlin’
i need to know
what was it that made you go
take the bottle from the shelf
and twist the cap off?
and let it pour into me
in an endless sea
and drift upstream effortlessly
i admit to you that i do
sometimes it’s true
(suicide daydream)
but dont you worry baby
(it’s just daydream)
daydream in my head
cuz you know i (feel the weight of the world)4x
maybe you do too.
but dont you worry baby
(it’s just daydream)
(ooh ooh)
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felsen Oakland, California
“I wanna live where culture kills machines” On their 5th album, Blood Orange Moon, Felsen delivers a new telepathic message through melody and lyric beamed directly from their late-night West Oakland studio. Blood Orange Moon, is slated for national release by Indie pop label, Mystery Lawn Music on January 26, 2018. “Felsen strives to ensure survival of rock 'n' roll” San Francisco Chronicle ... more
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