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Lyrics by C. Tuckfield
There’s a little room
Full of hats and brooms
Through the closet door
Is a world never seen before
Where hat racks move around
The ceiling’s on the ground
And the fad is plaid and mice are nice
And mannequins alive with sound
And through the cover of night
When everything is calm and quiet
Out from a dust covered box
There comes a little tube sock fox
They creep and crawl and bark and bawl
And roll up into soft small balls
And the ties are snakes and socks are worms
A shoehorn is a friend to all
Through another door
There is so much more
A garden under stars
Which hang on strings and glow like Mars
Flowers with delicate bells
Turtles with elegant shells
Soil soft and sweet
Cool beneath my feet
Hedges cut so neat
A maze which men cannot complete
A garden in the night
Paper lanterns, dragon light
Flowers with delicate bells
Turtles with elegant shells
Soil soft and sweet
Dreams of digging deep
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Jet Set
06:03
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She drove a tricked-out, top-down, rockin' jalopy
That she bought with an IOU
She was a well-read, well-bred opulent Aussie
Who had dropped out of NYU
She was a free bird
Not believing what she heard
Like a tiger when she purred
And I wanna make her mine
She was a hard-to-get jet set sunny vacation
From a nation of icy freeze
She was a palm tree, white beach, pretty location
And her face brought me to my knees
She was a good girl
Doing all that she could girl
Whatsoever she would girl
And I wanna make her mine
On my mind
I think about her all the time
I think about her almond eyes
I think about her smile
She got me speechless, gaga I drop my jaw
I'm impressed, Father I guess I better
Confess, Lord what she's doing to me
I wanna make her mine
She was a hot rod, good God,
Magical potion in an ocean of DOA's
She was an ice cream, pipe dream
Musical motion and I'm hopin' that she looks my way
She was a bright light
Burning flame in the night time
Showing up at the right time
Never late and I wanna make her mine
Girl, you could be my life
My light
My everything
That'd be just fine
Let's take a walk in the sunshine
Let's drink it in like a fine wine
Let's live our lives on the bright side
Just don't forget what I'm telling ya
Darlin', you could be my life
My light
My everything
That'd be divine
Let's open up what we've shut down
Let's let it in what we've locked out
Let's set it straight what was turned round
With love like this, I know we'll be fine
I was an average guy
Humble as pie
I wasn't quite sure what to say but
We would pass in the street
And our eyes would suddenly meet
And you would smile at me
Something's bringing us closer
I was a rag tag, dime bag, decadent dreamer
Who was weened here in SLC
I was an unlocked prog rock nothing to see here
Who would doubt his divinity
She was a deep breath
Cheer me up when I'm depressed
Calm me down when I'm upset
And I wanna make her mine
On my mind
I think about her all the time
I think about her almond eyes
I think about her smile
She got me speechless, gaga I drop my jaw
I'm impressed, Father I guess I better
Confess, Lord what she's doing to me
I wanna make her mine
We could be more than before, babe we could make a good team
If you'd be my life
And we could live long, love strong, babe we could make a new dream
If you'd be my wife
Cause you're the right one
Shining out like a bright sun
Flying high as a kite and I
I wanna make you mine
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Jonathan Hugo
04:11
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Jonathan he he left with his coat on he left
Made a break for the bank just to check on his debt
Jonathan got caught up in a storm and got sick
Made a break for a house he saw in the distance
do do do do do do do do
Jonathan walked right in heard a click and was shocked
Now I'm stuck in a rut i feel mocked doors are locked
Frankenstein is inclined to malign your spirit
Plasma guns are no fun magic wands are more fit
do do do do do do do do
Skeletons are not friends raise their arms and they're lit
In the dark lights are out find the fuse box fix it
Chandeliers shed no tears when the blue witch appears
Crystal balls can see all of the paths that are near
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Bag Of Love
04:35
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Lyrics: Curt Tuckfield
Sunday morn
Knock at the door
Turn the knob
Then i found a blob
it was a
Bag of love
Sunday night
City lights
By the morning sun
Everyone
will get a
Bag of love
Never thought id see it yeah
Open up and breathe it in yeah
Friendly neighbor you don't know
Gave a bag with a fuzzy glow
oh it was a
Bag of love
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Red and Gold
04:25
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Lyrics: Shane Hunt and Curt Tuckfield
Platypus explains
Your mammalian brains
Pattern your life after your wife
Pabst Blue Ribbon beer
Dissipates his fear
Pattern your life after your wife
Red and Gold
It is getting old
Honey bees
Honey please
Just got out of jail
The check is in the mail
Pattern your life after your wife
Locked inside a house
It belongs to Mr. Stauf
Pattern your life after your wife
Red and Gold
It is getting old
Honey bees
Honey please
I’ve never been to hell
And yet I know it well
Pattern your life after your wife
Everything you need
Is at the bottom of Lake Mead
Pattern your life after your wife
Red and Gold
It is getting old
Honey bees
Honey please
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Salt Showers
00:49
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Next To You
04:12
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Lyrics: Curt Tuckfield and Scott Tuckfield
Can I catch you?
Will you catch me?
I’ve been gone so long
I’ve been gone so long
Will you catch me?
Next to you
A subterranean sound (If you swallow)
I put my ear to the ground (I will feed you)
I feel the pulse of the earth (I’ve been gone so long)
I know that I’m not the first (Our bond has grown so strong)
Out of the darkness rebirth
Wanting to be
Next to you
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Torn
07:48
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Lyrics by Scott Tuckfield and Curt Tuckfield
If you find a 5 by 9 photograph, call me fast
It was all that I owned
And so my life is a kite
Untethered, unfettered, and blown
Through the sky, through the night
Through the roar of the thunder
A ball of lightning
Is very frightening
It glows and grows and it flows through you
The stormy weather
Exploding feathers
The swirling smokestack, black as a top hat
Cloud overhead
The silo and shed
Dust in my eyes from the gusts in the skies
Elephant snout
Snarl and shout
Twist like a drill as it feasts on the field
I lock the door, close the windows
I hit the floor, howling wind blows
I see a flash, blinding white light
Thunderous freight train breaks the skylight
The shattered glass, shaken snow globe
Goes flying past, cuts my earlobe
Down the stairs, lock the cellar
Thousand things I want to tell her
Her photograph, smiling sweetly
She used to laugh, used to need me
A printed scene, soft and lovely
But the wind it blew and took you from me
It took the walls, took the ceiling
It left me broken, bent, and reeling
I’m all alone in a shattered city
But I’ll find your picture if it kills me
A ball of lightning
Is very frightening
It glows and grows and it flows through you
The stormy weather
Exploding feathers
The swirling smokestack, black as a top hat
Cloud overhead
The silo and shed
Dust in my eyes from the gusts in the skies
Elephant snout
Snarl and shout
Twist like a drill as it feasts on the field
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