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Fish Tank Blues
04:40
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I'm goin' to see The Reverend, tell him all my sins
I'm goin' to see The Reverend, don't know where my list begins
I'm goin' to see The Reverend, you know that I've been told
I'm goin' to see The Reverend, gonna paint me my commode
I'm goin' to see The Reverend, with my spatula in hand
I'm goin' to see The Reverend, maybe start us up a band
It started down on Manchaca, that long and winding road
I told her that I loved her, she told me where to go
So I moved across the parking lot, the sun was beating down
Bus 12 became my savior, it's a long walk to town
When over in the bushes, what did I see?
A dirty lookin' fish tank and a man down on his knees
I had to walk on over, I got me a surprise
He handed me a spatula with a wild look in his eyes
I put myself to scrubbin' while he squirted with the hose
and he told me about Heaven, where that special water flows
We took a walk to Ben White with some money that we found
We walked that broken sidewalk while the sun was goin' down
(chorus)
Reverend, can you hear me? (I was only havin' fun)
Reverend, can you clear me? (Of all that I have done)
Reverend, can you steer me? (Toward them Pearly Gates)
You know a filthy fish tank is one thing The Reverend hates
(chorus)
I'm callin' The Reverend
The Reverend Chappell
Reverend, can you hear me now?
He's from Texas...
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2. |
Still Life
03:00
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Well I'm a long way from Texas
snow is on the ground
We're coming up on April
and look at what I've found...
The Unicorn Delivers the News,
Ruining What Would Have Been The Perfect Day
Well I've seen Third and Congress
It's hanging on my wall
and the Arby's up on Burnet
As the leaves begin to fall
The Unicorn Delivers the News,
Ruining What Would Have Been The Perfect Day
We had a Backyard Fish Fry
True Story, my friend
But I got the Double Vision
So it's Highways Again...
The Unicorn Delivers the News,
Ruining What Would Have Been The Perfect Day
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3. |
Hudi Goes To Court
04:10
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I don't think this photo matches your face. I don't think...
I don't think this photo matches your face anymore...
Today, instead of a typical lunch, Hudi went to his first court appearance.
Officer .......... has failed to submit the citation he wrote Hudi so it is not yet in the computer. Therefore, we were unable to enter our plea.
I don't think your dog is wearing a leash. I don't think...
I don't think your dog is wearing a leash anymore...
Hudi has decided that in the name of Justice he will enter a plea of NOT GUILTY, if/when he is given his opportunity. As of right now, Hudi was told to sit tight and someone would contact him by mail. The court clerk did mention that he should call in and check anyway to make sure.
I don't think your dog is wearing a leash. I don't think...
I don't think your dog is wearing a leash anymore...
If somehow he doesn't get a letter and misses the next court appearance he will still be in big trouble whether he was given notice of the date or not.
I don't think this photo matches your face. I don't think...
I don't think this photo matches your face anymore...
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4. |
Brush Strokes
02:57
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5. |
Search In Vain
04:39
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Family, friends... Neighbors, loved ones...
We are gathered here to celebrate
That spirit of mischief and chaos
That magic in life that we all know
as "The Reverend"
I traveled the world over
I sailed the Seven Seas of Rhye
But I could not forget him
(If you asked me now, I couldn't say why)
So I went on searching
And memory was not unkind
Found myself back in Austin
But he was impossible to find
The years went by like bullets
A broken tape you can't rewind
And that's when I discovered
He'd had Georgia on his mind
Ain't no sense in searchin' for The Reverend
Ain't no sense in lookin' all around
Ain't no sense in searchin' for The Reverend
In your heart's the only place he's found
Reverend...
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I want to see squirrels in the trees
I want to pet a puppy in the park
I want to dance with the Unicorns
See the stars in the sky late at night when it's dark
Will there ever be a rainbow?
Will we ever feel the sun on our faces?
Will there ever be a rainbow?
Where is the soul that this traffic erases?
I need to feel the grass between my toes
Play in the sprinkler, squirt you with the hose
I'll play volleyball with the Unicorns
See the stars in the sky as the summer breeze blows
Will there ever be a rainbow?
Will we ever feel the sun on our faces?
Will there ever be a rainbow?
Where is the soul that this traffic erases?
Once I get off this interstate...
Once I find my exit...
Out of the glow of this parking garage...
Back to the drive-thru...
Back to the drive-thru...
Will there ever be a rainbow?
Will we ever feel the sun on our faces?
Will there ever be a rainbow?
Where is the soul that this traffic erases?
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7. |
Human In My Yard
03:49
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Well I'd been living here for about a year
when the humans moved into the house in my yard
The Tall One has opposable thumbs,
likes to feed the birdies
Couldn't seem to find the sunflower seeds
That were on my mind, it's what a body needs
So I went up and knocked right on his door
He opened up the door with a look of surprise
But I could see it in his eyes, he wasn't one of those guys
who likes to act sensitive in front of his girl
then turns around and drowns a hard-working squirrel
(So I told him)
Can't seem to find the sunflower seeds
That are on my mind, it's what a body needs
Now I've got this feeder, couldn't ask for more...
And he calls me "Michael Schliefke The Squirrel"
Yes he calls me "Michael Schliefke The Squirrel"
And I've become the most popular creature in the world
'Cuz calls me "Michael Schliefke The Squirrel"
La la la....
I'm feeling fine and my life's terrific
I'm training hard for the Unicorn Olympics
I think I see my Human at the door...
And he's calling "Michael Schliefke The Squirrel"
Yes he's calling "Michael Schliefke The Squirrel"
And I'm gonna be the fastest Unicorn in the world
'Cuz he calls me "Michael Schliefke The Squirrel"
La la la....
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8. |
Tender Little Feeling
03:56
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Well there's a tender little feeling in my heart
And I might just have to let it out, but I'm not sure where to start
Maybe I'll go to the laundromat, do some performance art
There's a tender little feeling in my heart
Well there's a tender little feeling in my heart
And I might just have to let it out, but I don't know where to start
Hell, I think I forgot where my truck was parked
There's a tender little feeling in my heart
'Cuz I'm ready
Crazy as it seems
I say I'm ready
To dream a little dream...
There's a tender little feeling in my heart
And I might just have to let it out, but I'm not sure where to start
Think I'll get my shovel, dig up my back yard
There's a tender little feeling in my heart
A tender little feeling in my heart
A tender little feeling
A tender little...
feeling...
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9. |
Canvas
05:39
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Midnight
And I can't sleep again
Moonlight
At my feet again
Years I've spent calling Her up on the phone
Now I can never get her to leave me alone
And here I am, bowing to the canvas
Once again, down here on my knees
Here I am, bowing to the canvas
Face-to-face, erase all traces of Me
3:22 a.m.
And I can't sleep again
Ain't had an empty head
Since I can't remember when
Breaks the door with the chair, grabs me by the hair; drags me out of bed
I head for the kitchen, wind up in the studio instead
And here I am, bowing to the canvas
Once again, down here on my knees
Here I am, bowing to the canvas
Face-to-face, erase all traces of Me
Daybreak
And I can't sleep again
For a moment
Not sure where I am
Get me some coffee, take a look around
Maybe I'll be safe 'til the sun goes down
And here I am, bowing to the canvas
Once again, down here on my knees
Here I am, bowing to the canvas
Face-to-face, erase all traces of Me
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10. |
Paper Wings
02:36
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Well it's hard to hide the truth about so many things
Like it's hard to sneak a six-pack into Barton Springs
And it's hard to want to get up when that telephone rings
Yes, it's hard to hide the truth about so many things
Well the porcelain was hard and cold against my face
And I can't quite recall how I found this place
Like a can of Spam that's sittin' on a doilie made of lace
Yes, it's hard to hide the truth about so many things
I'll keep a-walkin' 'til I find it
Give me a tape and I'll rewind it
Order up a mess, and I'll design it
You ain't never a seen a hero quite like me
It's hard to hide the truth about so many things
We're headed to the cliffs, best grab your paper wings
Ain't givin' up my matches 'til the Fat Boy sings
I'm speedin' toward a rift
I'm pleadin' for a fifth
It's hard to hide the truth
when that timer dings
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I want to see squirrels in the trees
I want to pet a puppy in the park
I want to dance with the Unicorns
See the stars in the sky late at night when it's dark
Will there ever be a rainbow?
Will we ever feel the sun on our faces?
Will there ever be a rainbow?
Where is the soul that this traffic erases?
I need to feel the grass between my toes
Play in the sprinkler, squirt you with the hose
I'll play volleyball with the Unicorns
See the stars in the sky as the summer breeze blows
Will there ever be a rainbow?
Will we ever feel the sun on our faces?
Will there ever be a rainbow?
Where is the soul that this traffic erases?
Once I get off this interstate...
Once I find my exit...
Out of the glow of this parking garage...
Back to the drive-thru...
Back to the drive-thru...
Will there ever be a rainbow?
Will we ever feel the sun on our faces?
Will there ever be a rainbow?
Where is the soul that this traffic erases?
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When you open the closet door
A rat might jump out
Don't forget to watch the floor
Be sure to check your coat
When you open the closet door
It's best not to linger
Erica might lose patience
and you might lose a finger
She comes out late at night
To visit the bowl of Hudi
Let's give her a surprise
We'll leave some special "foodie"
When you open the closet door
And go where you should not go
She might lose her patience
and you might lose a toe
Our furry friend is good at stealth
But arsenic is no good for her health
We found the body today
We even took a picture
But I wonder to this day
If the Furry One has a sister
When you open the closet door
She could cause you harm
She might lose her patience
and you might lose an arm
When you open the closet door
When you open the closet door
When you open the closet...
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