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Ionesco
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by Ionesco
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Feeling John's Oates
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Bad Love
02:40
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Salt Minds
02:32
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Deep Dark Shame
02:59
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- released 24 May 2009
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- Track Name: Feeling John's Oates
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the kids at the show would like a little soul to chew on with baby teeth, some liquid food/a spot of relief and belief for when you're feeling sold/like when you're pounding street, a rainy mood
something to set me up just like a little shot/or a bump or a hit, I want to do it again, I want to do it/everyone cuts you up to serve their little plot, and they don't get the drift but I don't mind a bit
'cause you pull it out of nothing
round and round and round it comes
gonna watch it do THAT!! - Track Name: Bad Love
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it's typical, after all, you've been living/and topical to all who had misgivings, more than few/but I made the mistake of hanging on to every line and we end the same/I'm blind today/and I'll fall, right?/fall right, my baby, my true blue/how you run me through/I'm not so bright being in love with you
don't tell me I'm a ghost.... - Track Name: Salt Minds
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mrs. jones thought pistol-lacquer ladies were cum-throat, down-in-the-dirt/forty home boys kicking down an alley might find their way up her skirt
if you need a fixation why not try masturbation?/it's a matter of fact/she lives in a freezer but she'll smile if you tease her little salt mind
i caught your radio, it was an AM show/runt-faced, gluttonous prick spouting vitriol/extolling motor oi/brushing up on his tricks
and with those brutal eyes you stand to terrorize me/pick out some nice begonias/they're more civilized and they don't tell you lies like those little salt minds
whatever's easy, whatever works... - Track Name: Deep Dark Shame
- no plan, no bone/no mind skin tone/left it up to me, never see no green/but we're born and I spend my time with the petty crime of truce/because it's been called the human stain/all that remains/and I spend my time with the petty crime of truce/it's a deep dark shame