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Bon Voyage
03:31
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whenever i'm sleepin' i keep dreamin'
of a great big beautiful ocean
but i ain't got arms
and i ain't got legs
so i start drinkin' up the water singin'
bon voyage, c'est la vie, bon voyage, mon cheri
but from one hundred thousand leagues
it gets real hard to breathe
but if you listen closely
you might hear an argument
as you're driftin' off to sleep
why don't you catch yourself the fish
share them if you wish
you know we're gonna be here a long long long long time
unless... you get this off your chest
i know you been keepin' secrets
all the sounds can lead a man to want or on occasion need
more than the sea can give him
so he sinks his teeth
into the drink
he plugs his ears when he hears 'em singin'
bon voyage, c'est la vie, bon voyage, mon cheri
and so a habit forms on the lips
while his dead man's ship sways & drifts
into that great big shore in the sky
he looks up
hears all the sirens singin'
you've got a bad habit of talkin' in your sleep
you've got a bad habit of makin' promises you cannot keep
so bon voyage
c'est la vie
bon voyage
mon cheri
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2. |
The Aviary
05:22
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she's only 5 minutes
a stone's throw from my
portrait of a shadow killin' time
till
he's only five minutes,
hangin' on reprieve
i take on another shadow
& make believe
that we both seek
asylum
when we cry out from our sleep
in asylum
she wakes in the aviary
coaxed from a dream
of all impending shadow
an indelible scream
as
he wakes in the aviary
discussion stays the birds
so i cast my shadow backward
into the absence
of words that we both seek
in asylum
we cry out from our sleep
for asylum
is sanctuary
so say the birds
sanctuary
so sing the birds
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3. |
Davey Jones
04:41
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7 days i been thrown in the brig
still i'm singin' the name
of my one-true-love
on the high sea
she come to me
on the wings of a dream
where all my friends are placin' bets
on who they think will win
in this cage bout
queen death or treason & me
i think i'll wait in the bilge
thinkin' 'bout my girl davey
your body is a dungeon
my soul adventure
my heroes are all dead
my friends phantasmagorian
so i roll the die
deep-six the odds
for a chance
to land in your arms
i'll be swingin' in the moonlight
come this time tomorrow
i'll be a better sight
for your deadlights to follow in the dark
from the jury rig
i'll be dancing that hempen jig
'fore i crash into you
in a swan dive from the crow nest
where i been turnin' blue, holdin' all my breath
underwater
i'm as good as new
who needs sea legs when i've got you
your body is a dungeon
my soul adventure
my heroes are all dead
my friends phantasmagorian
so i roll the die
deep-six the odds
for a chance
to land in your arms
tonight tonight
tonight tonight
davey jones been hollerin' at me
davey jones says she gonna be my lady
alright alright alright
i'm rolling the die
i'm gonna deep-six the odds
for a chance to land in your arms
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4. |
And Ten
04:17
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when i'm not feelin' it
i close my eyes & count to 10
if i'm not led by the spirit
i surely will be by then
but i have a hard time sellin'
every word that the lord says
i think it could be the devil
puttin' things in my head
that i don't wanna know
as long as i live
like if he's even ever gonna show
as long as i'm livin'
so if i'm not seein' it
i close my eyes & count to 10
i have a hard time believin'
even when they're open
they say the lord don't know
right from wrong
that i should lay real low
and just keep on like
1 2 3
4 5 6
7 8 9
& ...
i should know by now
there's nowhere to hide
still i close my eyes
and count real high...
10 and 10
ten & ten
ready or not
olly olly oxenfree
ready or not
give ya till the count of...
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5. |
I
00:33
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6. |
II
01:54
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iii
02:24
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8. |
IV
02:25
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1 - 38
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9. |
V
03:16
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10. |
Dawn Overture
02:07
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11. |
The Morrow
05:42
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if i leave before the morrow
sun has risen over dawn
i may not return
i may not remember you
in the morning of the morrow
if i stay, see the morrow
sun rise over you
i may not depart
i may not forget you
in the afternoon of the morrow
if i wake 'fore the morrow
sun has opened up its eyes
i may not know this dream
i may not see you
in the twilight of the morrow
if i stay through tomorrow
and it rains all through the night
i may not realize
i may always be in love with you
you you you
until the evening of the morrow
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12. |
Dusk Interlude
01:10
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13. |
Nocturnal
04:48
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don't mind me, i'm only passin' through
don't mind me, i'm only restin' my eyes on you
when i was all alone in the dungeon
i kept on wonderin' if i's becomin'
nocturnal
or infernal
it was midnight at the table
i's burnin' oil in the moonlight
when i felt the bite
started singin' hallelujah
in the garden, you've got everything you'll ever need
en el jardin de la luna, you ain't every gonna wanna leave
now painted cakes won't satisy
my lover nor i
when the moon is high
we drink ultra violet
'cause the host won't show for any old toast
so we raise the hand the holds the glass
up high
to the moonlight
in the garden, you've got everything you'll ever need
en el jardin de la luna, you ain't every gonna wanna leave
& i smile as i drink the wine, as i drink the wine
as i drink the wine, as i drink the moonlight
nothing gonna change your mind
but i ain't ever gonna die
en el jardin de la luna
so don't mind me, i'm only passin' through
don't mind me, i'm only restin' my eyes on you
am i nocturnal
or infernal
nocturnal...
en el jardin de la luna
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14. |
Blue Ribbon
04:11
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mama's got a new pair 'a shoes
mama's got a new pair 'a blues
'cause there's a fire in tennessee
there's and earthquake in d.c.
but she's a winner
her blue ribbons are made of smoke
daddy's gonna make some money
daddy's gonna bring us honey to eat
he's in the kitchen
cookin' with gasoline
'cause he's a winner
his blue ribbons are made of smoke
ahh, ooh, ahh, ooh
sister's got her body
sister's got nobody to heal
her broken-hearted wheel
spinning till the end
when she's a winner
her blue ribbons are made of smoke
brother's got some soul for sale
brother's got some soul that could
save the world from itself
if he could save himself
he'd be a winner
his blue ribbons are made of smoke
blue ribbons are made of smoke
but as for me i've got these 88
as for me i've got these ivories
to keep me company
when i'm dead and gone
i'll be a winner
my blue ribbons are made of smoke
ahh, ooh, ahh, ooh
blue ribbons are made of smoke
our blue ribbons are made of...
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15. |
Twilight Exposition
02:05
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16. |
Biscuits & Gravy
06:40
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millimeter wave detection don't see my heart
tick tick tickin' down the seconds
until it comes to a stop
and in a violet explosion
i'm gonna detonate my lungs
in the name of love
i'm gonna blow all the bars off this ribcage, baby
millimeter wave detection don't sense my mind
work work workin' all the time
just to walk my legs in two deep blue eyes
from a window seat on a cloud
i see everything but the ground
till it's comin' right toward me
in hi-fi-delity
millimeter wave detection don't hear my dreams
talk talk talkin' over me
sayin' please, girl, defect from reality
it conspires against you to rule your tongue
it tells your hands to build your empire in the sun
so you can watch it fade away
fade away
fade away
fade away from you, baby
millimeter wave detection don't feel the danger...
baby, let's get the heck outta here
if n' when you want to
wake up, baby
smell the biscuits & gravy
if n' when you're hungry
i'm in the kitchen, baby
i'll be your biscuits
ooh ooh ooh ooh
won't you be my gravy
ooh ooh ooh ooh
won't you be my...
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T.S. Woodward Athens, Georgia
Composer and post-rag piano pop/rock band from Athens, GA.
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