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i ain't sayin
00:57
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mud for swine, but not i
06:02
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the plant you gave me
it is still living
and that's cuz baby
it don't need nothing
the string of rosary
you left for praying
mala beads and sage
they are still holy.
but i'm irreparably transformed
i wake after just laying down
to the old red trucks with
their names worn on their sides
who don't cease to stop
on the neighbors with their hammers.
the sea-duck's crying
for the ocean
and that's cuz honey
this is the mid-land
somebody caught it
for another somebody's birthday
to live in their swimmingpool
and feed on Koi fish
But I'm exactly where i came from
i wake on the battle field of my own reason
my body calls for that cool cool mud
that's put out for the swine but not for I.
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boloro el sparrow
04:36
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did my body offend you
as it bended around you
was it cold
was it old
was it missing a soul
did it ring of a thing
like a church in the spring
in the hills in the south
of france, in your mouth?
and while this could be good
did it give you guilt
for such pure love, for you,
goes unfelt
you're sleeping on the street
sometime
diminutive and self-effacing
you said
"you're just right about everything,
I'm no man
I have no ball
I can't commit to it
at all.
You just gave your heart to a stranger
you just blew the little bit of danger
you just ate the ash
you just made an out and old
cigarette laugh."
Standing upright in the mirror
holding the last of the fat of your thighs
questioning nothing but the ghost of history.
Did my body bolero, was it lasso'd and sparrowed
lune-de-clare, did it slare, where you even there?
did you call in Avante, cuz it's what you want
til Aprés, when we pray, holy fucking man, madre-de-dios, dee-ay.
Oh you're sleeping on the street
sometimes
took the train to berlin
just to be abandoned
in a city where no one stops yu
where you can for a week
cease seeking
uno suerte sihk.
eloquent, staged in a dress plummeting head-long into a fresh collection of oleander baby your first word was maybe.
Did my body offend you as it bended around you
was it cold was it old was it missing a soul
did it ring like a thing a church in the spring
in the hills in the south
in france in your mouth
and while could be good
did it
give you guilt
for such pure love
to you
goes unfelt.
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well we're all holding on to my string/strength
some motherless talent i'd raised in a cage
when you come back to me
you see
invariably that I've changed
through the window 'tween my legs
you have seen
well we're all holdling on to my strength
some mother'd beast, talent-in-a-cage
when you come back
between my thighs
invariably you look in the eyes
of my change....
well we're all holding on to my string
a basterd-esse talent i'd raised in a cage
when you come back to me
you'll see how i change
you see that i've changed
what you loved
well i lost it, for it was
my dead skin.
well we're all holding on to my strength
some mothered talent i'd raised in cages
when you come between my legs
invariably you see
how we've changed.
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the ankh mandala
02:34
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fucking loop
09:09
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you were born warm
02:35
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backfire
01:32
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get to the point
03:15
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::leslie jill helpert º≠º New York, New York
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