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ON
00:42
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Cartoon Carcrash
03:18
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I’d like to write you a tune
About the weather on the moon
And the long leather strings of the world
It’s been calm as can be
Since we threw out our TV
And the gloom of the news is off our backs
It’s like a cartoon car crash
Up against my wall
And it looks about to fall
So god bless, you all
A cartoon car crashed
Up against my wall
And I didn’t blink at all
So as to see, it all
And there’s a man who starved his soul
Could not get his rocks to roll
Or fix the holes worn in the carpet from his muse
“You could wait, if you dig fate”,
Screamed a preacher running late
And a waitress stumbles weightless in their wake
She’s like a cartoon car crash
Up against my wall
And it looks about to fall
So god bless, you all
A cartoon car crashed
Up against my wall
And I didn’t blink at all
So as to see, it all
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Immaculate molecule
The heart of the barnacle
Art, life and the other thing
Jump in a sub-orbital
Head straight for the oracle
Art, life and the other thing
Immaculate orbital head straight for the ahhhhhhhhhhh….
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4. |
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Hurry up and follow now all of the world
Aren’t we in the middle of a revolution
Aren’t we in the middle of a revolution
Or are we at the bottom of another rung
Turn it over
Are we in the middle of a revolution
Are we in the middle of a revolution
Turn it over
This age is over
Hurry up and follow now all of the world
Sun rays to our brain may be just like a drug
Are we in the middle of a revolution
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It’s hailing anvils, on the animated anthills
Of the ancients
Patrick Danville draw your picture
Make the wasted King’s brain flicker
With the finger that you lick to turn the pages
It’s been ages drink your liquor, make those lines of lead bleed quicker
(Oh my, only on my mind)
It never feels the same as it looks on TV
I'd smash the glass to touch you on your side of the screen
It's a dreamer's world of cyber-fied calamities
But I'll plug myself back in, cut the cable with my teeth
Its hailing anvils, and the worlds’ been at a standstill
For ages
It changes once the mind decides to focus on their faces
As they count the constellations with their voices
A golden chorus melts exstasis here before us
Melts exstasis here
(Oh my, only on my mind)
It never feels the same as it looks on TV
I'd smash the glass to touch you on your side of the screen
I took the static shook the bandage off and cut the cable with my teeth
But I'll plug myself back in I'm addicted to this thing.
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6. |
I Wanna Be Marooned
03:31
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White sheets pale streets bleak suburbia
Feeling like an old cartoon
Palm trees bare feet bleak suburbia
I wanna be marooned
White sheets pale streets bleak suburbia
Gotta get out of my room
Palm trees bare feet bleak suburbia
I wanna be marooned
I’ll find a new string for your old guitar
Then we can start a band in your dad’s garage
We’ll sit on the beach until we see a mirage
It’s only early days babe but we should aim for the stars
We could fill a boat with ginger beer
Pretend that we’re anywhere else but here
Take off our shirts and wrap them up like hats
‘Cause just for today we are never going back
White sheets pale streets bleak suburbia
Feeling like an old cartoon
Palm trees bare feet bleak suburbia
I wanna be marooned
White sheets pale streets bleak suburbia
Gotta get out of my room
Palm trees bare feet bleak suburbia
I wanna be marooned
Grab your straw hat I’ll wear my pastel shorts
The frames of our shades will be as wide as our thoughts
We’ll fade like the paint on your old blue chair
Then we’ll swim into a dream like the salt to your hair
We could fill a tin boat with ginger beer
Stay in the lake or maybe disappear
And when our phones go dead and we can’t use maps
We’ll be languid on a boat with no commotion on our backs
Pretend
That we’re left stranded
Somewhere blue
Maybe Nanuya Levu
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Oxygen
03:37
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All I need’s avocado and weed
And oxygen
And thongs on my feet when it’s hot
It’s all a dream if u know what I mean
I’m lost again
And beyond belief when I’m not
All I need’s avocado and weed
And oxygen
And thongs on my feet when it’s hot
All I need’s avocado and weed
And oxygen
And thongs on my feet when it’s hot
It’s all a dream if u know what I mean
I’m lost again
There’s no frost on the streets cuz its hot
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Entracte
00:43
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Fields
03:10
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Roll out the grass, over the hill
Make me a field, and lay down, lay it down… with me
Lay down, lay it down
With me
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10. |
Vitamin C
05:49
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who actually knows..!?
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11. |
Life On Earth
02:06
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Plastic paper, paper plastic
Everyone’s a mess of background static
Plastic paper, paper plastic
Life on earth is so fantastic
Paper plastic, plastic paper
Why don’t ya come around pour your heart on paper?
Plastic paper, paper plastic
Red Sea, Dead Sea transatlantic
Plastic paper, paper plastic
Took my breath away now I’m asthmatic
Plastic paper, paper plastic
Everyone’s a mess of background static
Plastic paper, paper plastic
Life on earth is so fantastic
Life on earth is sold
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12. |
200 Days
03:23
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Looked up, couldn’t stay
I put my thoughts in my pocket and I drove it away
This time I might drive for a while
You got that white teeth sparkle like a bathroom tile
What’s up, I couldn’t say
I keep my heart in my pocket so it’s soft on my brain
And I think we could make it better
She wanna reinvent our love
She wanna go and turn it back up
We could be knights
We could be sailors
Set off your flares and wait for someone to save us
We could be lords
Capturing witches
With square toes flickin’ through somebody’s pictures
Six pins, a satin dress
I stitched up my voodoo doll, Titaness
I went from lo-fi to a higher res
And I cut the edge sharp like an Ibanez
Six pins, a pillbox hat
A green-eyed accountant with a battle-axe
You’re the deep scratch in my Cadillac
The saran wrap wrapped around the almanac
Switch sides on the go and I,
Can’t get excited
Two hundred days should make it better
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13. |
Mnemosyne
03:53
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Yesterday was lost to me
I spent it sprawled amongst the fallen leaves
Just what did you think you’d see
A pinch of salt inside my memory
And with that I floated right out of my head
Ten thousand thoughts went round the bubble of my bed
But I kicked them out so I could catch them all again
No dreams tonight my love
My mind is running from my head
Sat there like a golden spy
I watched the silent flick in black and white
Just what did you think you’d find
Another day has claimed my untrained eye
And with that I floated right out of my head
Ten thousand thoughts went round the bubble of my bed
But I kicked them out so I could catch them all again
No dreams tonight my love
I’ve got vertigo again
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14. |
Human Buoy Perth, Australia
Human Buoy started as a slowly growing collection of t00ns and ideas stored on the hard drive of Ben McDonald's brain
(Logic), and has continued into a collaborative merry-go-round of experiments, passers by, time and clever buddies. Beep bobbidy bleep
"Animation Station" is Human Buoy's debut LP and is expected to come out later this year.
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