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Pedro the Paper Boy
01:59
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Pedro the paper boy fell out of a tree,
Disappeared for a time, 'bout a year or three,
Leaves of his imagination gleaming through the glum
How?
Blown into a small town that grows big as all the fuss,
With folded self importance Pedro's turning into dust,
Daddy's got the wood chip and his Mama's got the gloss
No line no obstacles
And that morning never comes
No line no obstacles
Just a morning in the sun
How?
Pedro the Paper Boy rolled up in a tube
Says the things he's meant to say living in a loop
Thinks he tells it like it is, but he really only tells it good
Pedro.... The Paper Boy
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2. |
Panic Attack
02:56
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What are we all gonna do when it all doesn't work out? x2
And if I see you in the street should I walk on by and feel bad
What are we all gonna do when it all doesn't work out?
Where we all gonna go when the sky falls on our head?
Where we all gonna be when the sky comes down on our head?
I'll be staring at the crowd with a sterile affection
You'll be hanging in the wings with a knee jerk reaction
where we all gonna run when the sky fills in our head?
Brush the whisper aside, bare the scar you hide
Move the furniture round, mix the words with sound x 2
What are we all gonna do when it all doesn't work out? x2
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You were thinking how to call my name
When the angels took you from your grave
But your Mother never heard you speak
Of a wretched soul like me, Haley Grace
You never should go out alone
A thousand times you had been told
Now they won't tell you again, no no, Haley Grace
Guess we're all the same
Climbing on that ladder
Innocence to shame
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4. |
House Full of Ghosts
02:26
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Walkin' around, tryin' to find the time
To leave this place behind, If I didn't laugh I'd cry
Walkin' around, outta my tiny mind
Wipe out all the past, Knew it wouldn't last
Once I knew a girl called Miss communication
Whatever she'd say, I took it in a different way
Heard it all a different way
At night I forget, she won't be coming home
Time nailed to a wall, In a house that's full of ghosts
A house full of ghosts
Walkin' around, x2
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5. |
Molly's Weak
03:29
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Molly's weak, so I guess I'll have to lie
Trust in me, O apple of my eye
She fills my space, with nowhere to hide
Molly's weak at the knees, I'll have to fly, through her sky
She used my face as an alibi
She steals my sleep and my appetite
She don't believe in coincidence
Molly's weak at the knees, I'll have to fly, through her sky
Molly's weak, so I guess I'll have to lie
Trust in me, O apple of my eye
She fills my space, with nowhere to hide
Molly's weak.
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6. |
Under the Sun
03:12
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Can I take your hand? Put you in the frame to break my brittle heart?
Dust me down again
I promise everything that i don't possess
Break your little heart, make an awful mess
Well get our fingers burnt, coz we don't wanna learn
Nothing more to do but hesitate
'Til you grow unkind, through loneliness of mind
Then I'll do the same
Could we skip all this pretence? We've got no chance
It's all been said and done, nothing new
Under the sun
So can I take your hand? Six years down the drain
Break my brittle heart
Dust me down again
I promise everything that i don't possess
Break your little heart, make an awful mess
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Shoo the Goose
01:43
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I've got a feelin' maybe you started thinkin' that
The whole world's against you baby
You gotta shoo that goose
Give him nothing honey, he'll never leave you
Steals a voice outta nowhere on a whim
Slips it under your hat
As we walk into the room where my clothes are living
When does a good time feel like the right time... Now
Gotta shoo the goose
Oh babe, You gotta shoo that goose
Give him nothing honey, he'll never leave you
Steals a voice outta nowhere on a whim
Slips it under your hat.
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What Do You Take Me For?
02:31
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I've been a dog, I've been a rabbit
I've been an ass, too far out to sea
You've been a bitch, not without vindication
Now you're the Queen, simply vindictive
I analyze your movement, see if you still want me, that aint goin' too well
Fearing the phone, the silence is definite
So I've got a call to make
I spent the night just talkin' with myself
He walked me through how something's not right
I analyze her movement, see if she still wants me, that aint goin' too well
Howled at the moon, the answer was instant
Crack in the ribs and a kick in the face
I got to thinkin' that I don't need it
What do you take me for?
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So Small
02:03
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I'm so small, can you see my hand in this?
Space tell tales, spaced by tears
The longer I'm here, the richer I am in gold
Take down the time, you know Daddy lied
The less it exists, the older am I
Yeah, turn off the time, the less you resist
The more
Space tellin' tales, space buys the tears
The longer I'm here, the more that I have untold
The sun's a grain of sand, that burns in the sky
There aint no rule, could ever be right
I'm so small, can you see my hand in this?
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10. |
Nothing in the Way
03:39
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Didn't tell you that I like your style
You walked out, in through the rain for a smile
And said that there was nothing in the way
Didn't know I was lost on the ground
You waved hello to my head in a cloud
Oh what a difference the day makes
Can't pretend to be wiser than you
All I will say is don't change your shoes
Never be stifled by another
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For the one that's in the open, the one that's in the deep
For the one that rides the wave, the one that rolls with the breeze
For the one not on the money, the one that feels in screams
For the one that promised nothing, the one of smiles and sleep
Everybody thinks nobody knows
The one that we can't keep
For the one not in the picture, the one that lets you breathe
For the one of whispered finger tips, the one that has no need
For the one of chance and nonsense, for that independent state
For the one who knows we're missing, the one we didn't make
Everybody thinks nobody knows
The one outside our heads
For the one above and beyond us, the one beneath our feet.
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Rodney Owl Galway, Ireland
Evocative yet elusive, filled with abstract lyricism and musical dynamism. Quirky and whimsical Electric
Folk.
Recently released (April 23) 2nd album Truth Is Broken on Black Gate Label.
Currently lives a quasi-reclusive life with his family in rural west of Ireland, inspired by his surroundings - an ancient Celtic rainforest, dogs, cats and a multitude of feathered friends for company.
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