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Big Sur
04:16
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I got a snake in my heel
I got a shameful disposition
I’m a child born to the smog and lung busting labor
I want a home on the surf
Where gold trim lines, my cobblestone drive
Where marble kisses my hand is I ascend five floors
Down from the heavens I want the Big Sur
Up from the valley I want the Big Sur
Hear it in the meadow I want the Big Sur
Yes sir
Deep into the canyon and I want the Big Sur
High above the city I want the Big Sur
Echo in the mountain I want the Big Sur
Yes sir please sir I want some more sir
Down from the heavens I want the Big Sur
Up from the valley I want the Big Sur
Hear it in the meadow I want the Big Sur
Yes sir, please sir I want the Big Sur
Deep into the canyon and I want the Big Sur
High above the city I want the Big Sur
Echo in the mountain I want the Big Sur
Yes sir please sir I want some more sir
I got a snake at my heel
I am nouveau riche with my curated assemblage
Amenities of class and pine scent
I’ve a dome vaulted parlor, rather recherche
I am the Lord of all I survey as I ascend five floors
As I ascend five floors
As I ascend and descend and ascend and descend and ascend
Five magnificent floors!
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Baby! I was packing up I was ready to go,
Took the hand brake off the Trans Am and dumped it
Threw a molotov cocktail and it blew
Oh now baby! We’re just ruble under rocks on the moon
Stranded in the same old, same old earth orbit
Without a hum and lacking a tune
So Move for your lover baby, I feel lately a simple fake then we start again
I want to see it lady, the bridge a-blazin’ no turning back no more heading in, I’m done with feeling solemn, I’ve been solemn enough for myself.
And that is a heavy load, heavy load
Run for it honey, run for it honey I’m an Hombre Peligriso, don't ya know.
Baby! the heat is coming down and I ain’t dying for pride
Ain’t no loan shark gonna come on and get it
They don’t walk for no pretty boys and babe nor do I
Oh now baby! Got the deluxe package, and it’s coming in five
A new dust filter for a hoover max-extract pressure-pro model six zero, let’s ride
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3. |
Salford Love Psalm
04:18
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I was never one for plastic bodies,
But you’re a sexpert yeah that’s for sure
If I knew every ache possessing,
I’d be chasing every thought behind each word
You were never much the one to dance for,
Till the dance floor was stained in crime
Wish I knew how to keep you suspended,
With the mystery behind these eyes
And I really want you,
Even my worst I do it for you
Let’s speak in humble ways
You were standing in a perfect doll pose,
Your bon mot, no one else could get
I wished you'd lean into my ear and whisper,
I want to a see red light on your pallid skin
On the water where there’s drugs and knife fights
Within the fog children wave hello
I'll tell you nothing, and nothing seems worth it
Cause the truth is something we both know
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4. |
Berlin Is Haunted
04:11
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I’d lose my dearest friend, every time we’d haunt Berlin
And I dread what was really said, through the fog in my tanked up head
We’d drain our blood from two paper cuts
I don't understand my lies, I don't understand my ire
I’d be damned if I’m wrong in the fear it’s true
Well I swore that we’d be perfect and I’d never run on you, then I
Threw it through the window last night, I took it to the window
I don't even understand why, I saw it out the window
Our dream that we built for a long while, I took it to the window.
I don't understand the way I am again
I can’t stop the bleeding
Oh why am I not healing
We emptied our pockets of our knives by now
Everything has seen revision, Berlin has seen now seven springs
And I trust that you have healed sat by that lake down south,
Burying a friend who lost his sight of friends at hand, when I
I trusted all the way of the old paper cuts
As if wanting to be perfect if I feel this love again
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5. |
Ophidian Under Foot
01:18
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Deus aximio meum est
En tribulationae
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6. |
Scintilla
03:56
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In the cruelness of this life there I was
I was standing like a herculean
That’s the intrepidity I got
Then they were coming at me
Oppression was around me
Depression was abounding
But I was raising fists like a champion
That’s the intrepidity I got
And I say
I am me, scintilla as I was
I am me, scintilla as I was
Who saw me down?
Who saw me done?
Imma give it back back hard as its come
I got my truth, I ain’t through till I stop
Dance one more round with the rhythm I got
In the cruelness of this life there I was
They said that fate was holding on forever
And failure set the rhythm that I got
And so, I held my line, shut my mouth and saw
That I was raising fists up like a champion
That’s the intrepidity I got
And I say
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Lately I’m, lately I’m
A shadow waiting on the dawn
Imma ask the light for mercy, Light for mercy when the morning comes
Lately I'm, lately I’m
Grinding on the war game now
And I’m dealing in a loving arms race,
Sheltered in place
In passion’s battleground
Just let the shadow lie next to you
Just let the shadow lie next to you
Just let the shadow lie next to the one I love
Where our souls become undone
Just let the shadow lie next to you
Don’t you / Fear the
Faint em / brace that
Holds you / here and
I have / wrapped you in
Don’t you / Fear the
Faint em / brace that
Holds you / here and
Wraps you
Lately Im, lately I’m,
Defiant in a life unbound
And you must be a child to it honey,
a whisper to a sunbeam
Making it one to you now
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8. |
Nicotine
04:13
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I planted deep these marble feet, I saved my world from pain
All of my heart is off the shelf, no longer on display
These tired bones and vacancies are sure to do me in.
And I’m complacent in apologies, my words are sounding thin
And the nicotine stains, they’re still on my hands
It must be the holidays, the queens on the tele again.
Don’t be afraid now
Don’t be ashamed now
We’re only half awake, We’re only half awake
And l know the stars will all win out, dissolving voids in flame
Though infinitesimal I feel, I hide myself away
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Vatican Vamps Denver, Colorado
Vatican Vamps formed in Denver, Colorado in 2012 by talented songwriter and multi-instrumentalist Nat Lord-Nelson. After returning to the States from living in Europe, Lort-Nelson recruited Genevieve Lort-Nelson (keys), Tina Rea (percussion, guitar, keys), Tim Miller (bass), and Tim Gaskins (drums) to bring his alt-rock sound to dynamic life. ... more
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