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Cyotee
04:04
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Cyotee, ow ow ow howlin’ at the moon...
Well the wind doth blow and the rain doth fall,
Singin’ through the cracks and tappin’ on your window.
Big flashy grin and winking eyeball,
Run, Terry, run, Big Red is going to find you.
Paws patter,
Teeth chatter,
Sit and wait.
No matter
What you do
Big Red is gonna get you.
The wind doth sing and the rain doth bring
A big ol’ flood of pretty little things.
Drown your sorrows, float on smiles,
Cyotee’s here, come out and play.
Paws patter,
Teeth chatter,
Sit and wait.
No matter
What you do,
OH, Big Red is gonna get you.
(chorus)
Silly whiskered scoundrel drink your frowzy tea,
Plotting king of mischief with rusty claws and sharp and pearly teeth.
And when the night arrives and the moon is full and bright,
Suck it down, unto the village, run amuck. It’s play time!
Coyotee, ow ow ow howlin’ at the moon...
Oh, ow, ee, ee, ow ...
Hello fellow, why you runnin’?
Can’t you find a place to hide?
Bug eyed beauty still can’t see.... Well, you tried!
Around the corner, hide yourself, lock the door and wait for help.
Around the corner, hide yourself, lock the door and wait for hell.
Breath easy you’re safe....
FLASH OF RED YOU’RE DEAD!
(chorus)
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Land Ho!
04:18
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Land ho!
Row, lads, row.
Skin boots I found in the winter,
Blade glittered with the light of the morning sun.
Revenge is my favorite ditty,
Ten to one, I killed ‘em all dead!
Ten ghosts in the shipwrecked belly,
Round and round in the sun, the ocean ate them all.
Keelhauled, he went down in a frenzy,
Tough luck.
Land ho!
Row, lads, row.
Crows nest is topsy, swing, sway and turvy,
He’s swaying like the drunkards alone in the belly.
Wheel fights its unyielding captain,
And the waves are the wrinkles in the gown of the sea.
Yo ho, yo ho.
The poop deck is quickly living up to its name,
As the dogs are scared shitless, and only he remains.
As calm as the opposite of the wind in his beard,
Like the fingers of a lover, entwined in his mane.
Yo ho, yo ho.
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Well the day it shone quite nice to me,
And my heart it fluttered quite happily
Amid the colors and cobblestone streets,
I searched for a song.
Well he shone himself some time ago
In the form of a boy moving to and fro,
A flute in his hand and a dance in his step.
He ran along, and I chased the song
Across the golden fields and all through the day.
He said, “Take my hand, now don’t be shy,
Across the lake and by the by,
We’ll sing with the mice and laugh in the morning sun.”
The birds sat silent in their branches,
While the wind hummed a mournful dirge.
The lake, the lake is frozen solid.
Winter has come. O Piper, what have you done?
For a price I rid you of the pest that lingers
In the corner of the alley, your basement, in the valley.
With a price unpaid, here’s the price you’ll pay
*So, Willy, let you and me be wipers
Of scores out with all men--especially pipers;
And, whether they pipe us free from rats or from mice,
If we’ve promised them aught, let us keep our promise.*
*excerpt from Robert Browning's Poem "The Pied Piper of Hamelin"
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Galactic Seahorse
03:46
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I’m smiling at Venus, the stars twinkle back to me,
Glittering eyes in the black showing clearly.
Wink at the heavens and sing to the melody.
Aurora is dancing, calling me far away.
Tiptoe on Jupiter, skate on Saturn’s rings.
How many moons? Count the stars--one zillion!
Wish on the fish that twinkles like a star.
You are a wish, my dear, falling like a meteor.
Space crystals rocketing through my vision orbs,
Descending on Mercury, twinkling blink winkity.
Space crystals rocketing through my vision orbs,
Descending on Mercury, twinkling blink winkity.
Galactic Seahorse.
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Hobo Wicked Fix
05:04
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Top hat, raven cane,
There he sat brim full of rain,
Peaking through the swelling of a blackened eye.
What happened to you?
What happened to me?
Spare a coin? But, ooh, I’ll take three!
Would Be, Could Be, Should Be, Pretty,
All four thieves are laughing at me,
Run amuck and call me silly,
Scampy’s back in town!
I’ve been away for years,
Where are all my welcome cheers?
That’s fine, just fine with me,
Time to wake the rats and bats and fleas.
Wakey, Wakee, Clang and Breaky,
All four thieves are laughing with me.
Run amuck and call me silly,
Scampy’s back in town!
Wind cries,
Utters last goodbyes
To the bloated wretches you have all become,
Lying in your filth and rotting in the slums.
City sleeps,
Silently we creep
Through the alleyways and crooked cobbled halls,
With mangled rats and gangly cats you’ll crawl.
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6. |
La Casserole
02:10
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7. |
Ooh La La
03:17
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find you on your rooftop sitting pretty in your garden
I snatch you up and look around to see which way to run
Your sweet aroma knocks me off my feet and soon I'm drowning
Ooh La La
Ooh La La, kiss me sweet
Yours forever, mon cheri
Ooh La La, kiss me sweet
Ooh La La, take my hand
Ooh La La! Ooh La La!
Yours forever mon cheri
You find me on your rooftop sitting pretty in your garden
You snatch me up and look around to see which way to run
You'll kill me if I'm not careful
Ooh La La
Ooh La La, kiss me sweet
Yours forever, mon cheri
Ooh La La, kiss me sweet
Ooh La La, take my hand
Ooh La La! Ooh La La!
Yours forever mon cheri
Oh oh oh, you're breath sweet
Oh oh, you're kiss is sweet
Oooh
Oh oh oh, you're breath sweet
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8. |
Pitter Patter
04:15
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Tick tock, tick tock,
The pendulum swings.
Drip drop, drip drop,
I hear the rain.
Pitter and Patter,
They run to the door.
Pitter and Patter,
I hear them once more.
(chorus)
La La La La La
They sing to me.
La La La La La
Melodies sweet.
Giving me hope, this little pair,
Set me free.
Tomorrow will be the day,
They promise me.
Pitter and Patter,
They run through the door.
Then back again in the morn,
I hear them once more..
(chorus)
La La La La La
They sing to me.
La La La La La
Melodies sweet.
Tick tock, tick tock,
The pendulum swings.
Drip drop, drip drop,
No more pain.
Pitter and Patter,
They leave through the door.
Pitter and Patter,
I hear them no more.
La La La La La
La La La La La
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9. |
Sand Cyborg
07:24
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I can't go on in this environment
Rain and sand, falling alike
Sand in my ears - scorpion tango
Sand in my gears - cobras never sleep
Rain falls to land
Free me from sand
Washing free dust
Turning me to rust
7.23 decades sleeping
I wake to find I'm alive but dreaming
Rain in ears - flashing zigzag
Rain in my gears - and sky weeping never ceases
Rain falls to land
Free me from sand
Washing free dust
Turning me to rust
Flooding - isolated days
Pisces, teach me your ways
Floating - hold me in your arms
Day break: comfort 'til the end
Rain falls to land
Free me from sand
Washing free dust
Turning me to rust
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10. |
Hymn 15: Ax & Shovel
05:37
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Someday, we'll cease our cries
Someday, the dawn will rise
And I'll know, I'll know, I'll know it then
Someday, the dawn will rise
And I'll know, I'll know it then
Someday, we'll cease our cries
And I'll know, I'll know it then
I'm sorry my friend but you have rather changed
Swipe once, swipe twice
Shadows have blood on their hands, now so do I
Guttural cries from ax and shovel,
Bury your dead or there'll be trouble
My Darcy's bitten and she lied, lied, lied
Now two more of us have died twice
Stompin' through the blacked streets, and on the dusty plain
They'll find you, they'll find you
Searchin' on battered feet, run run run
They'll find you, they'll find you
Riding through deserted towns, the smell of rotting is all around
I call shotgun - FIRE! FIRE! FIRE!
Laying those to rest on the desert ground
Guttural cries from ax and shovel,
Bury your dead or there'll be trouble
Little Timmy's bitten and she cried, cried, cried
Now three more of us have died twice
Stompin' through the blacked streets, and on the dusty plain
They'll find you, they'll find you
Searchin' on battered feet, run run run
They'll find you, they'll find you
That day the dead did rise,
I knew it then and I know it still
We'll cease our cries, only when the coffin is shut tight
But until then, my dear friend,
Swipe once, swipe twice
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11. |
Stick City
02:57
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Keep your eyes here in the open air
Where the winter snows and the icy flows stray from your heart.
Let the sun illuminate,
Let it wash away the cold and take you to a land untold.
(chorus)
Oh, smile dear it’s alright.
The loon will sing to you sweet, and the fireflies will light your way
In the midst of the grey.
Tell me of this trifling little mess
That makes you run like a thief without a gun
Until your soles are worn.
May your bright eyes shine and wander from the earth to the sky
Until your heart does fly.
(chorus)
Oh smile dear it’s alright.
The loon will sing to you sweet.
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12. |
Yeti vs. Posiedon
03:37
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Cold, cold sky above,
I see the mountains tower to meet you.
Wait, wait for the snow,
You’re lost, you're lost in the icy slew.
You were warned fine fellow when you spoke to the crow
Of the clutch and splinter you would find thereto.
You were warned fine fellow, but you paid no heed.
Now you dig your own grave in the icy slew.
Claws that rake and teeth that bite,
The wailing winds do shriek his name.
Colossal king of the snowy pass,
Backtrack quick or your bones I’ll claim.
Skeletal claws count one, two, three,
Despite your “Ah! Ah!”, your desperate plea.
Your eyes are frozen peeled,
Blurred by the snow that falls about you.
Alone your fate is sealed,
Marrow’s gone brittle and your blood runs cold.
The song of the deep is on my lips.
You shall not take me,
O, guardian of the mountain tops.
I’m king of the frozen sea.
Waves from the trident clash mighty ‘gainst the blizzard fang,
Hurricane shock from the bellows.
With the mightiest roar the monster is struck,
And dragged to the bottom of the sea.
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14. |
More?
01:44
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Ah one, two, three, four!
Well I'm an orphan, that's what they say
Yes I'm an orphan, that's what they call me
Met a mess of rascals, up to no good
And now I'm up to no good, good, good
Give me some more, Sir
More, more, more
Give me some more, Sir
More, more, more
My hands are cold, ya, dirty rotten bare
My pockets are empty
I stole your time-teller, stole it I swear
Now yours are empty, too
Got a funny hat on my head
Now don't forget the suspenders
They hold up my trousers
to keep from showing my bloomers
Give me some more, Sir
More, more, more
Give me some more, Sir
More, more, more
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Fable Cry Nashville, Tennessee
Fable Cry - Theatrical Rock Band from Nashville, TN - draws inspiration, both musically and poetically, from all things
imaginative, mythical, and spooky.
Their latest album, Fool Me Once, is a concept rock opera about gangsters, vampires, showgirls, betrayal and petty revenge set against the seedy underbelly of the prohibition era.
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