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Latta's Dream
03:17
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Latta’s Dream
Born & raised by sugar cane
Latta was her name
Not needed anymore
Like Svetlov on the moor
She didn’t speak a word
She was out of her fence
Had to get abroad
In the interests of self-defense
When I broke my wings
She was there to break my fall
When she heard my call
She came running
Down the hall
When i broke my wings
She was there to break my fall
Born and raised by sugar cane
She plays guitar like
Tom Verlaine
Didn’t show no fear
She’s walkng down the lane
Then she appears
Like a swallow through the rain
She threatened to show him the letter
He threatened to show her the gutter
This is the only thing
He was heard to utter
When i broke my wings
She was there to break my fall
When she heard my call
She came running
Down the hall
Born and raised by sugar cane
She plays guitar like
Tom Verlaine
When i broke my wings She was there to break my fall
She plays like Tom Verlaine
Doesn’t show no fear
Walking down the lane
Then she appears
Like a swallow through the rain
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2. |
Candide
04:07
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Candide
Handsome pink-fleshed girl
Long-sleeved organza
Handsome pink-fleshed girl
Long-sleeved organza
Ah isn’t she fine
Pink-fleshed girl
Lounging with the bathers
Pink-fleshed girl
Lounging with the bathers
What’s going on in the body
What’s going on in the mind
Long-sleeved organza
A girl in a wide-brimmed hat
A girl in a wide-brimmed hat
Candide
You gave what you wanted to give indeed
It’s a different kind of reason
Alive between the silk sheets
Unreasoning
She wants you to know it’s a purely recreational thing
Indeed
She wants you to know it’s a purely ornamental thing
Indeed
Candide
Candide
Jump the big, black cars
All the big, black cars
And all the bright colours
The jockeys in the rain
The honeys in the wings
The jockeys in the rain
Candide
You gave what you wanted to give indeed
It’s a different kind of reason
Alive between the silk sheets
Unreasoning
She wants you to know it’s a purely recreational thing
Indeed
She wants you to know it’s a purely ornamental thing
Indeed
Candide
Candide
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3. |
Fancy Dress
05:02
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Fancy Dress
Didn’t he fall over
At your fancy dress
Why did his little heart play that tune
He didnt see her look of unrest
Was there too much heat in that 2-faced room
Why are you ?
Always in the shadow of young flowers
There eyes that drag you jealous to their door
Always in the shadow of these young flowers
And with a killing slenderness
So nearly gone
Albertine dried her legs
On the edge of the bath
She cast you a look of unease
You will never hold her
In your outstretched arms
You’ll never arrange her in a frieze
Who talked the least the most
Who shrugged it off
Who laughed
Who lost
All the flappers flapping over Sam Cooke
Asking couldn’t we escape while we are young
Always in the shadow of young flowers
There eyes that drag you jealous to your door
Always in the shadow of these young flowers
And with a killing slenderness
So nearly gone
You keep a captive in the bower
Who asks you to join her in the shower
Who talked the least
who talked the most
Who shrugged it off
Who lied
Who lost
Arrange a fast
Arrange the past
Arrange a frieze
Arrange the cast
All the flappers flapping over Sam Cooke
Asking couldn’t we escape
While we are young
Always in the shadow of young flowers
Didn’t we fall over at your fancy dress
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Time Regained
06:20
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Time Regained
It was your midnight song
All the cause of admiration
Partly intoxication
With the ladies in their evening gowns
Stood on the windy drive
Hardly looked accustomed
To her soporifc drugs
Stood on the windy drive
What would you have to say?
Yeah what would you have to
I was stood on the rooftops
Shouting in absurd Italian
How Sweet
Is a moonlight caress
If you’re gone?
I can see your distess
Until you’re gone
I don’t know who you are
I don’t know where you stay
Until intoxication
Brings me time
Can I trace you?
Can I forget you?
In case I forget you
No I can’t forget you
Can I…
As if Harlow could be getting to you
Half in the listening sky
Partly being closer to you
Partly through Clarke’s Cacaphony H
Or was it Warhol
Or De Beauvoir?
Would it make you laugh at the bottom of the page?
How Sweet
Is a moonlight caress
If you’re gone?
Partly hypnotised by song
Intoxication rings me dry
Imagination brings me time
Brings me time
Will a Jesus make a pax with nobodies?
Until intoxication rings me dry
Imagination brings me time
Can I trace you?
Can I forget you?
In case I forget you
No I can’t forget you
Can I…
How Sweet
Is a moonlight caress
If you’re gone?
I can see your distess
Until you are gone
Until intoxication
Rings me dry
imagination brings me time
Will a Jesus make a pax with nobodies?
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