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MAUDIO
01:55
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THE PEASANT
02:06
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Call it out
and put it 'round
the peasant has returned to town
and he's brought disease
with his rats and fleas
and some chimpanzees from the Seychelles
but you're happy just to find him again
matters most
what matters most?
no regrets you may boast
while growning ill from trying to stay so clean
well now your dirt
proudly can be seen
not unhappy just to find it again
so relax... so relax
don't look back
just float and quack
let it die
let this tired defence
lay to rest
it was never blessed
happy for your slate to be clean
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BONSAI 2
03:17
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There are times you can’t speak
You can’t weep
You’re shadow of what you were
Yet concur that you’ve grown
In ways like a bonsai gets to grow
Inside of itself
A stunted show
But I see far across the sea
From the ledge of you
Up to the edge of me
Waves break hard upon the shore
Waves break for ever more
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HOLD ON TO YOUR OWN
02:56
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There’s no going back
And yet you hope you might return there in the end
Be like finding home
And finding freedom in your life
Return to send
But maybe your death might find you
Lying in the garden once again
Pushing up the roses
That you once smelt in that melting joy of pain
Hey
Roll a stone
Hold on to your own
Blank out all those evil ghouls
Drive a stake through the heart of those stupid rules
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6. |
NOOSES
03:21
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Somethings are well beyond our controil
Some things we cannot overcome
Some things may eventually be our downfall
Some things are a problem with a capitol p
Some things are a blessing in a horrid disghuise
Some disguises hide an evil that isn’t fit for anyones eyes
Some things are so confounding that its hard not worry yourself into knots
Some knots come untied
But some nooses find … they’re garrots
Some knots come untied
Some nooses find their necks
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7. |
PLAINTIVE ONE
02:49
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8. |
MOVIE THEME
06:51
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LITTLE HITLERS
02:36
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Little Hitlers claw your back
those little devils are cutting you no slack
oh what's this world a coming to
evil people ... breaking you in two
hate born from the ground
goes reaching for the sky
as fungal spores
as smut that blots your eyes
those fruit that fall
then rot upon the ground
those worms that turn
are writhing in a mound
wasps destroy the bees
they infiltrate the hives
and teach the drones
to sharpen up the knives
and poison all the pollen on the ground
as time moves on
and no-one makes a sound
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10. |
SNAKES IN THE GRASS
02:08
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Yeah… whatever. Hsssssss.
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11. |
DOODAT
04:34
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12. |
PEASANT REPRISE
00:49
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WHATS THE MEANING
06:50
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What’s the meaning
Is there a meaning
Will there ever be meaning or nothing at all?
What could be the meaning of it all
You were put through a trial in style
You were put on the rack for a while
And you were gone away … to come back again
Who could say if there’s meaning?
You need to take the time to find ..
There’s a meaning
its more than simply torture.. its more
Who’s a victim… you’re not the victim (yes you are!)
Sometimes it feels that the meaning is only a dead end
But YOU gotta find the meaning
We’re all victims … or not at all [really?]
How long can I stay here in this place holding my head up?
Forever more…
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14. |
INTERIOR DECORATING
03:02
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15. |
OTHER PEOPLE
03:44
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Yeah they can be the mindfuck of thee
Some of them should be erased from reality
Yeah: you ve all been there
Have you been one?
Have you ever dared
Have you ever feared
Have you ever suffered from
Other people?
I could expand like a rubber band to encapsulate the hot air expanse
The zeppelin explodes
The myth is the truth
Hell is indeed other people
Slip a vial of poison in
Burst them with your rubber pin
Know they’ll win before you get to sin
To eliminate other people
Lies, twisted truths
Strung out on the clothesline of mental abuse
Clothes pegs got you on the nose
Hold your breath … brain explodes
Other people…other people
Love thy neighbour
Forgive thine enemies
Eliminate hate. Write a better song.
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It’s a lie I must believe
Though it’s not a given, no
It is based only some
Daft illusion that “good wins”
And only children believe that
And idiots who can’t face facts
Still it’s here I go again
TIME WILL GET YOU THROUGH
Action is demanded of me
Should I right impossible wrongs?
Should I speak the unspeakable?
Should I do the undoable
Who believes in TV shows
In their stupid twisted plots
In their valiant dumb heroes
What you can’t say says a lot
Says a lot..
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17. |
REPEATER (short edited)
04:36
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18. |
ARTIFICIAL LIGHT
03:04
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you may learn to laugh
at the folly of your past
but if the pain is vast
it may be a hollow laugh
riding on over the stones
trampling the bones all shattering
watch as they reform again
and clatter about
as they follow you down down down
some horrible ravine
will you die?
or will you come again
walking over my face
stomping on my brain
and may the rain
fall and fall again
artificial light brings daytime to the night
promises of sight
to those whose faith has might
but I ve seen those who only believe
in things you can't see
and bones of dust
shunning both friend or foe
believing in a light that only shines for them
and nobody else
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19. |
PLAINTIVE TWO
02:50
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20. |
THE PEASANT ROCK
03:48
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22. |
A SMALL WORLD
10:16
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23. |
NICE "SPANISH" TUNE
07:33
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Donald McPherson New Zealand
Donald is a home recording artist who is on the one hand an improvising acoustic guitarist, on the other a songwriter.
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