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2twenty2
03:04
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2Twenty2
2 Eyes dangling in a box, you see
And they're thinking of you
Yeah got a slick trick medicine pill
For the cheap thrills you seek
Don't wanna be another twenty foot elephant
Tied up to a plastic tree
Don't wanna be another routine
That marches into the sea
2Twenty2 is the number you seek
To bust out from the cage called
Routine reality
2 Fists in a corner
Put there by a time out
But a buckshot hurricane
Won't be able to get them out
Don't wanna be another twenty foot elephant
Locked up in a plastic cage
Don't wanna be another routine
Standing on a paper stage
2Twenty2 is the number you seek
To bust out from the cage called
Routine reality
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2. |
Mirror Man
02:56
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Mirror Man
Well I'm looking straight at the mirror
The mirror's looking back at you
Why do you contemplate
Every single little thing that you do
Well I'm a piano on a tight rope spinning around
Daggers flying through the wind all they gotta do is
They wanna cut you down
Mirror man put a single little question
Attention put me on my feet
Man works hard every day, sweat drip
You know a mans gotta eat
Ain't no corporate flag
Flipping on a stiff pole
Work hard, get poor, get robbed, play dead?
This is the undertone
Don't you think, don't you know
All seems, upside down
Work hard, get poor, and get robbed?
Don't you think, don't you know
All seems, upside down
Work hard, get poor, and get robbed?
Yeah, go pick a fight
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3. |
Message Through Sound
02:28
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Message Through Sound
Maybe, the leaders are just lazy
Playing chess games, back and forth
Looking wide for somebody to blame
Well it's that temptress
Called injustice
That gave you broad smiles
Slick lies, eyes
Behind a ribcage
Well these mere waves
Are but decibels
Describing what I'm feeling
Through Sound
Through Sound
These morals, well they seem fleeting
Educational hand outs don't mean a thing
Results if you don't see them
Well it's a fine line
Contract and wine
Intoxicating promises
They take it all
Leave you behind
Well these mere waves
Are but decibels
Describing what I'm feeling
Through Sound
Through Sound
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4. |
Don't You Know
02:42
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Don't You Know
Summertime is here but I long for winter
Red wine glistening
And the fire soldiers on
Water's marching down the chimney once again
Rusty tracks and a misty teacup
Standing over by the corner
On the window sill
And the wind outside with a grin says to me
Hey, don't you know
People gonna tell you what they think you need to know
Hey, well don't you know
People gonna tell you what they think you need to know
Winter's here and I love the rain
As it hits the tin roof next to my bedroom
Once again
With the sound of a halo symphony, earth bound
And I feel like it should be like this
Everyday
Or at least just for a while
Until the sun comes knocking on my door saying
Hey, don't you know
People gonna tell you what they think you need to know
Hey, well don't you know
People gonna tell you what they think you need to know
So you call me a friend
Then stay to the very end
Yeah if you'd rather just pretend
Then the wind will blow you away
Away from me
So, so here's my shoes
Try and make them fit if it works for you
Say, say try the easy way
But these puddles are too deep for you
For you...
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Marching Straight To The Enemy
There's a man in the corner trying get you
He wears white socks, black shoes, and a pin suit
Got his hand in his pocket and the other free
With a baseball bat for his enemy
Better run yeah, better hide too
He's got a nose like a hell hound he'll find you
Best bet, for you to skip the border
Yeah you know, you can't hide forever
Now here, this is a stand off
He ain't playing, this is your send off
You're out of tricks, and you're out of luck
And he lift a gun, and I heard a shot
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6. |
Woman
02:14
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Woman
Well the weather, inside is frightening
And she'll strike you, down with her lightning
Like a blue flame, from her dangled crown
When she gets up, that's when she put you down
Don't you know this woman brings the thunder and it's ten fold
Don't you know this woman brings the thunder and it's ten fold
She's got a necklace, around her neck, see
And she wears it, wherever she may be
And it's heavy, and it wears her down
But she don't care, cause her feet's standing off the ground
She said
Don't you know this woman brings the thunder and it's ten fold
Don't you know this woman brings the thunder and it's ten fold
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7. |
The Hill
02:57
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The Hill
Lightning strikes in the midnight
Wood fire in the dark
Still solitude cabin
Greeted by trees to the top
He's a God fearing man
And he lives by the book
He's woman's been taken long ago
And he felt life's a burden
And he's like the wolf that's screaming
And he's like the wolf that's bleeding
And he's like the wolf that's screaming
Crying won't help you, hoo hoo
Strong willed and power of an ox
But you could find him standing still
Man with his own two hands
Built the cabin on the hill
This land from an old generation
And he works it hard, hard
There's a stream that passes by
Sings a song of a distant waterfall
And he's like the wolf that's screaming
And he's like the wolf that's bleeding
And he's like the wolf that's screaming
Crying won't help you, hoo hoo
Don't you fear nothing else
Winter has fallen
Did you see the sun today
Summer is coming
Could you feel nature's kiss
The birds they are calling
Somewhere she's waiting for you
On top of the hill
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8. |
Cpt James Pinto
03:19
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Cpt. James Pinto
Old timey sailor man
Went down to the harbour below
Waiting for the ship's return
To bring the bounty home
And the water seems black
And the water seems cold
And the wind won't stop to blow
Singing...
Weary eyes from all he's seen
On the Atlantic where the tide called him home
Sailor by the name Cpt. James Pinto
Like a steed he rose to the conquering know
And the waves it did crash
And the sun it did burn
And the cities had started to bow
Singing...
A strong heroic heart and a steady hand
That's what the men did seek
As the battles did rose and the cities did sink
They fought a divided fleet
And the men they stood strong
And the captain grew weak
His fire blown out by the wind
Singing...
And so, with his sword drawn
They pushed him away
And so, he came to the edge
And the end of his days
And so, he went on his knees
And he started to pray
And he said,
Farewell
It's time for me to go...
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9. |
The Vixen
02:38
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The Vixen
Sitting by the corner shop
Felt her perfume as she walked away
And it hit me like a midnight gale force
I was wishing that she'd rather stay
I've got a feeling
Dark haired vixen caused by fiction
Paint a tear on my soul
What I've been seeing
She shake her hips just for kicks
Make a man lose control
What I've been hearing
Red tail, white tip, pulls you in
Then won't let go
Should I believe in
Stories of a broken man
Face down, maybe he knows
Taking in the facts and the fiction
And the stories that I've heard before
Could this just be the same old tale
Were the words stuck in the floor
She's the basher
She'll take your head
Crash it straight down into the floor
She use eyelashes
Hypnotize, eyes shut, into a haze
And into the door
She plays the victim
Teardrop, grin face, clouded mind
Vindictive case
Should I believe in
Stories of a broken man
Face down, maybe he knows
So, if you see her, better run
Yeah, cause this is what she's gonna do
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10. |
The Olive Tree
03:29
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The Olive Tree
I call my friends, where should we meet
How about the olive tree
We'll go on to 02:45
And sing sweet songs with melodies
Underneath the olive tree
That's where we'll meet
We'll sing sweet songs about a man walking tall
Well life's been tough and then he'd fall
Bump his head and float up straight to the moon
And there he'll scream just like a buffoon
About the olive tree
That's where we'll meet
Maybe go down to the valley below
Marry this girl and take it slow
Have a couple of daughters and then he'd know
On top of the hill that's where he'd show
Them the olive tree
That's where we'll meet
I call my friends, where should we meet
How about the olive tree
We'll go on to 02:45
And sing sweet songs with melodies
Underneath the olive tree
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11. |
Who Do You Think You Are
03:10
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Who Do You Think You Are
Black crow in the desert with a suit on
Won't let me be
Give me water in a silver pan
Harmful master in the endless heat
Pen melts into the sand
And ink drips, next to my feet
Red fox carving tales to the times in sand
Yeah, but he won't let me see
Can't trust the story cause the wind blows
Pen melts into the sand
And ink drips, next to my feet
White wolf howlin' night and day
Won't let me be
Shadows to my ears, no vacancy
Tumbling noises in a quiet street
Pen melts into the sand
And ink drips, next to my feet
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12. |
Lonely
02:32
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Lonely
Sitting in the winter sun
In a white chair, with a hat on
Looking at the bare trees
Casting web shadows over me
And the birds come a playing
Some fight and others are just having fun
And the moss slips through the bricks
Where it once begun
And I'm thinking you're lonely
Doing all those things said you'd never do
And I'm thinking you're lonely
Do you?
Sitting on the rooftops
Doves play tag and they move on
Wall is bent down
From the pressure from a neighboring tree
And the paint keeps falling down from the wood
Greets the moss on the paving
And the sun keeps on shining
Leaves on the ground
But they fade away
And I'm thinking you're lonely
Doing all those things said you'd never do
And I'm thinking you're lonely
Do you?
Do you think of me too?
Yeah do you?
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Jon Lantic Cape Town, South Africa
Founding member and songwriter of
theparlorvinyls.bandcamp.com/releases
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