Middlewave (1:50)

People please
look up for the most fragile electrifying
Middle wave
Coming to you from a place in space
Like a sunbeam coming down from the sky
Ask all you like but don't ask why

Why is the middle wave so shy, why?
You see the middle wave's so shy of me
Don't ask why, your fright

The middle wave
The middle wave
May be shy but it's coming to you
From a place in space
Just to satisfy your soul
Just to satisfy your soul
The middle wave, like a sunbeam


Almost White (1:13)

Eat it up
Not too fast
Eat it up
Not too slow
Eat it up
Just exactly the right time
Eat it up
Eat it up
Eat it up
Eat it up (x2)

Not too fast
Just the right time
To take care for a year ago
Eat it up
Well
Eat it up
Not too fast
Got someone just to watch to Eat it up
Eat it up, up
Eat it up, up
Eat it, up
Eat it, up
Eat it, up
Eat it up
Eat it, up
Eat it
Eat it up, up

Eat up


Healthinsurance (0:46)

Headgear, headhunter, headiness, heading, headland, headless
Headlight, headline, headlong, headman, headmaster, headmistress
Head-office, headphone, headpiece, headquarters, headroom
Headshot, headsman, headstalk, headstone, headstrong, head-waiter
Headway, heady, heal-all, healer, health, healthful, healthiness
Healthinsurance!


Little Ghost (1:28)

I had a sheet
Big enough to cover up your little feet
Now the sheet's got two holes
And you got enclosed
Spooking through my days
In such a lovely way
Someone said that all it takes to grow
Count your pretty dreams and have some more

But I won't
Cause I don't
Belong to me anymore


How to Row a Cat (1:23)

Instrumental


Only a Colour to Her (4:02)

As the silverbullet finds the moose
and tragic tragic, clips a lip
I don't want to be obtuse
A reason find it her shape-a-hip
I guess that is through which, which which
which for you to choose
A choice of voice
on a sexy vow
As a tipple steed duck
A tattooed goose
As forgetting when, but knowing how

Okay

Leonard Cohen, he finds a party to booze
He's so clever and he sighs
about lost love, lost face in man that ooze
and minds between a woman’s thighs
The logic and the schizophrenia
They're the pope that might brake down
Oh come on, it is all and one too many her
Decay was my own cake
and brown was just a colour to her
Just a colour to her (x3)

I am red and yellow, that's a habit of mine
So meet my shaking hamster
You see a rainbow ain't no sunshine
and a wheelchair ain't no pram, sir

'Cause as the silverbullets finds the moose
And tragic tragic, clips a lip
I do not want to be obtuse
A reason find it her shake-a-hip

It's just a colour to her (x2)


Sweetness (0:54)

(Dual) disorted speech


Sick Sugar (1:08)

I remember well...
Me and Jane escaping for a four-day drive
Around a strange and fully constructed country
Playing them Jonathan Richman and Dinosaur Jr. tapes in the car
Drivin' while smoking
Well, fucking in hotel rooms and beaches and forests
and houses of friends of hers I didn't know that she had
Well, God I was a clown back then, guess I still am
I used to hear
I used to have a real big kick out of it, real
I'm wearing sunglasses while she was driving
And the days were like movies, until I fucked up the script
Because I became too much in love with her
and love turned me into sick sugar
I became too much involved
and love turned me into sick sugar
I became too much involved
and love turned me into sick sugar
I became too much, like sick sugar


The Horror Partyjokes (4:51)

(intro: a Ukranian tale told by Sergey)

Crush came over time
I shoulda been here, I shoulda been there
For a long time
Oh baby, baby I pray in order
thy void recorders
won't ever bother you

I got free space to occupy
In case they wipe away your signs
But I didn't play
But I got traced down

They came close to close for me
I think they always been in charge
They're complicated memories
Oh yeah, they must have been
They must have known that you were here
I think they're always well informed
Oh yeah, they're always well informed

They know about you and I
They heard about you and I (x2)
- This is self-inflicted
They know about you and I (x2)
- This is self-inflicted
They heard about you and I
- This is self-inflicted
They know about you and I (x2)
- This is self-inflicted
- Is this, this is self-inflicted
- This is self-inflicted
They heard about you and I
- This is self-inflicted
- Is this self-inflicted?
They know about you and I
- Is this, is it inflicted?

Self-inflicted
This is self-inflicted
Is this inflicted?
Self-in
Is Is Is
Self-inflicted
This is in self-in
It is self-inflicted
It is self-in
Is it inflicted?
Self it is


Void (1:12)

I guess I've had it now
but don't you care
You can try to fuck it before you were there
I guess I just should shut up
'cause I'm just the same
Somedays I say: "let's stop I can't even recall my name"
We get so drunk we forget what we're looking for
I was just throwing a little off trying to get sore
One day I'll buy a machinegun
and shoot everyone inside
My friends will have a good time tonight
I think they'll have a good time tonight
I feel funny
I was so happy
One day we'll buy a machinegun
and shoot everyone inside


Sans Titre Pour Sira (1:15)

Instrumental


Glovesong (3:51)

Her mother sells handgloves
and seems to be making a living
Her boyfriend takes lots of speed
and a little while ago he cast some kind of voodoo-spell on Stef
I got really scared,
because I don't trust that South-American wizardry

You know they're both very small people
and they like to go out
but he can't dance and she never dances
One day I asked her if her mother could design
this specific kind of handglove for her spastic frame of mind

But anyway, what's it to you
One-million ways I'll peck, I'll chew
You're always high on everything
I'm so damn nervous let's begin

It needs four fingers on the one hand, I said
and six on the other
Some fingers are remarkebly smaller than others
but that's kinda not normal I guess, I mean it's natural
She gave me a velvet smile
Okay, she said, okay
I'll see what I can do,
but I won't promise anything

So anyway, what's that to you
One-million ways I'll peck, I'll chew
You're always high on everything
I'm so damn nervous let's begin

The final dream keeps coming back
It's straight down sex, no love, I lack - Turn away, I'm away,
I'm a big-decay I'm away
Your always high on everything - Turn away, I'm away, I'm a big-decay I'm away
I'm so damn down, can't see a thing (7x) - Turn away, I'm away,
I'm a big-decay I'm away

Turn away, I'm away, I'm a big-decay I'm away (x6)
To find it's only a colour to her (x3)


Lore in the Forest (0:18)

French nursery?


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