1. |
Slayer
04:11
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Slayer, tooth decayer
on a prayer that was answered
On a high horse, or a racecourse
in flames, and flooded with answers
But will my
young heart
beat a false start?
I'm a jogger whose eyes are turning
I'm a here now
and I know how
Oh, my heart is yearning
Day on day...
You're a talker, she's a walker
yeah, there's two kinds of people
one half, have heart
the other part
lie in a field of dead dreams, oh
And now the rent's due,
and I have to
siphon off a living
in this
cruel world
which was hurled
out into space and spinning
Day on day...
Now it's late fall
before nightfall
yeah, I go out walking
Over
dead leaves
in my blue jeans
and my
long sleeves
with their
stitched seams
And the streetlights,
they shine so bright
I wonder what they could show me
It's a long freeze and I do believe
we could all
go without warning
Slayer
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2. |
At The End of the Tunnel
03:48
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Will you love me, will you love me,
at the end of the tunnel above me?
Will you love me, will you love me,
at the end of the tunnel above me?
At the end of the tunnel, I hope...
At the end of the tunnel, I hope...
Will you love me, will you love me
as much as the sun above me?
Will you love me, will you love me
as much as the sun above me?
At the end of the tunnel, I hope...
At the end of the tunnel, I hope...
Who-who-who, who's that knocking?
There's always a salesman knockin’
with a suitcase full of ashes,
asking me about my gashes.
Who-who-who, who could that be?
Circling round me
at the intersection
will the road shine in all directions?
At the end of the tunnel, I hope...
At the end of the tunnel, I hope...
At the end of the tunnel, I hope...
At the end of the tunnel,
I hope.........
And human eyes can peek,
and human eyes can pry
and human eyes survey the roadside,
watch it roll by...
And everything is soft,
and everything is sweet
then everything gets hard,
and it gets mean,
Oh, look at me!
And human eyes can know,
only so much sky
and human eyes still tear up,
when it's time to say goodbye
(Singing)
Will you love me?
Will you love me
at the end of the tunnel above me?
Will you love me?
Will you love me
at the end of the tunnel above me?
At the end of the tunnel, I hope...
At the end of the tunnel, I hope...
That if I've been good...
That if I've been good....
That if I've been good.....
At the end of the tunnel, I hope
that you love me
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3. |
Swan King in the Snow
04:36
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Don't
take it all at once
bit by bit please
bit by bit
that way,
it lingers on the tongue
like a sweet dream
like a sweet...
a little sleep
is what I need
it's what I need
say, swan king
you're standing in the snow
and your footprints,
they look like ghosts
and swan king
looks back straight at me
and says "hey sweet thing,
don't you know?
that it's time
time you catched your breath,
stow it in your heart,
tie it to your wrist
time you catched your breath”
time you catched your breath
time you catched your breath
swan king,
teach me how to write
in a straight line,
in this strange life
hey kid, no more regrets
straighten up your back
there you got the hang of it
time you catched your breath
time you catched your breath (x3)
time you catched your breath
time you catched your soul
welcome home,
hello
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4. |
Violent Dancing
06:02
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Jesus locked in the basement of an arcade
Jesus locked in the basement of an arcade
Jesus locked in the basement of an arcade
Oh the games, the children play
And I don't pretend to love you, I just do
And I don't pretend to love you, I just do
And I don't pretend to love you, I just do
Still it's slightly scary when there's nothing there to hold on to
So, I try to be a lifeboat
but the kids these days wear spikes and chains
I ask mom what's for dinner
and she says you, she says it so plain
that she might not be joking...
Dear mom's never been one to kid
So I go violent dancing, when I need to get off the grid
I go violent dancing, throw the world's weight off my shoulders
I go violent dancing, throw the world's weight off my shoulders
I go violent dancing...
THE CLOUDS ARE SPRAYPAINTED SHUT AND IT'S NOT ALLOWED
THE CLOUDS ARE SPRAYPAINTED SHUT AND IT'S NOT ALLOWED
THE CLOUDS ARE SPRAYPAINTED SHUT AND IT'S NOT ALLOWED
AFTER YEARS OF WAR, THE SKY
IT
CORKSCREWED
AGROUND
If I only had a skateboard, I could sell it and buy stock for free
I would make myself an army
of commas and apostrophes
but this country's not that gentle
and we use far too much gasoline
Astronomers are dying, it's time to set priorities
I'll buy toys for the children, but who will give them food to eat?
I protest where we're going, but who's got the chords and who's got the beat
to compete in this market?
I peek inside to see who's home
Cos when I go violent dancing
I prefer to not go alone
I go violent dancing, throw the world's weight off my shoulders
I go violent dancing, throw the world's weight off my shoulders
I go violent dancing, throw the world right off my shoulders
I go violent dancing, throw the world right off my shoulders
And my heart, it
It is shattering like glass
Every time I turn my head,
my neck it seems to snap right back
There's better ways to spend my time
There's penguins and there's crocodiles
You build a saddle and you ride away
At the end of the day
Hurry up, there's not much left
Hurry up, there's not much left
Hurry up, there's not much left...
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5. |
I C U Through Lightning
03:36
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There's lightning all around me
There's lightning all around me
There's lightning all around me,
I sing out and I can see you
I see you
I see you
There's lightning all around me,
There's lightning all around me
There's lightning all around me,
I sing out and I can see you
I see you
You're something I like to see
And I'm not alone
I'm not alone
I'm not alone
There's lightning all around me,
I sing out and I can see you
I see you
You're something I love to see
And I'm not alone
I'm not alone
I'm not alone
There's lightning all around me,
I sing out and I can see you
I see you
I see you
I see you
I see you
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6. |
Rainbows
03:20
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and I am such
a fool, a fool
when I am
this happy
the sky, it was blooming
like the eyes of a child
that was
slightly polluted
wave to me,
when you go by
I mean no harm,
nor ire
this day's so sweet,
like chocoleet...
so sweet
and so
fantastic
and I am such
a fool, a fool
when I am
this happy
and I believe in you
oh, I believe in you
oh, I believe in you
what else is there to do?
and on the way home
the way home
the way home
the way home
there's rainbows
there's rainbows
there's rainbows
there's rainbows!
and I,
am such
a fool
a fool
when I am
this happy
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7. |
Don't Be Scared
06:00
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1, 2, 3, 4!
You were sketching mirrors,
I was planting sky
Underneath the cherry tree
On the 4th of July
You threw the mountain sideways
And tossed the earth up straight
And like a dog you caught it in your mouth
To celebrate your life!
Flirting with disaster
Two weeks in a row
A policeman's body
Trapped inside a painter’s skull
And we may meet in darkness
For the rest of our days
And our mouths may hang open
Even when we've met our graves
Then our jaws fall right off our faces
And I will sip the morning,
I will sip the morning,
I will sip the morning
Till it's afternoon
Then I will sip the afternoon
Until that I see the moon
And then I will
Hooooooowwwwwwwwwlllllllllllllll...
Summertime is coming
I feel it in my bones
My babyhair still growing
And my skeleton of bones
I wanted to get healthy
So that you'd notice me
I wanted to escape the coast guard
Pretending I was sea
I was not
But someday, maybe.....
So please,
Don't be scared.
Of what you
See out there
Which way you turn
My friend
You're weaving around
Like a bird
I know to some
It sounds absurd
You're weaving around
Like a little bird
I know to some it sounds absurd
Yeah
And all I want
All I want is what is true
All I want
All I want is what is true
And I see the TV
I see the talk shows with no sound
I see the stars at night
Even when they're not around
There's blossoms beside me
They're still there when the song ends
I find work at the factory
At the gate where the city ends
I make pianos,
I make pianos,
I make pianos...
And I see behind me
I see the bandshell draped in black
But now it's morning
And the traffic's starting back
I see all these streetsigns
That I've never seen before
I'm on my way to work today
Don't want to work there anymore
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8. |
As A Boy / In Love
06:35
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As a boy I would stand
in awe of the sight of the band
criss and crossing the land,
the lights and the clapping of hands
As a boy, as a boy, as a boy
I see things
As a boy, as a boy, as a boy
I see things
And I'm throwing pennies
that belong
to the bank of your heart,
the bank of your heart
I wish it could be mine
Later on as a man
I'm doing the best that I can
I imagine your lips,
my hands on the side of your hips
As a boy, as a boy, as a boy
I see things
As a boy, as a boy, as a boy
I see things
And I'm throwing pennies
that belong
to the bank of your heart.
the bank of your heart
I wish it could be mine...
IN LOVE
Picture you naked
with a pen and an eraser
and a piece of paper
down by the equator
Hopping atop the backs
of giant alligators,
rifling through craters,
I work as a waiter
So I would wait up
till the streetlights luminated,
our bodies gyrated
neon entertainment
And I'll keep some for now
and save the rest for later,
rumbling radiator,
peaceful gladiator....
You're my baby, you're my baby
You're my baby, you're my baby
You're my baby, you're my baby
You're my baby
I sing cause I'm in love
Undress you in my mind
and press your breasts to my chest
our arms intertwine, yeah
I can feel your caress
A game of pick up sticks
with sweet and sultry whispers
You're rubbling on my whiskers,
I'm blowing on your cinders
And we can laze all day,
trade kisses in the park, yeah
till long after dark, yeah
kindling and spark, yeah
And it's a great big world
and there's no way around it,
I've been looking for a cure
and just maybe I found it
You're my baby, you're my baby (x3)
You're my baby
I sing cause I'm in love
Picture you naked
with a pencil and some paper
and a new eraser
down by the equator
And I would shiver
I would shake and I would grin, yeah
You tell me that I'm thin, yeah
but it's the skin I'm in, yeah
Shimmy down your street
till I reach your apartment,
dance across your floor
and waltz across your carpet
And it's a great big world
and we all stand atop it,
Love is the glue
that keeps all of us from falling off it
You're my baby, you're my baby (x3)
You're my baby
I sing cause I'm in love
You're my baby, you're my baby (x3)
You're my baby
I sing cause I'm in love...
I sing cause I'm in love
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9. |
Emancipation
03:55
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And that one got away
And this one it did not
And that one it was cold
And this one it was hot
And this one walks that way
And that one only jogs
And this one only works
No they never seem to stop
And this one likes to breathe
They do it all the time
And that one likes to grieve
I see it in their eyes
And this one never healed
And that one never hurt
And this one wears a tie
And that one wears a skirt
And this one always leaks
And it drives the neighbors mad
And this one always beeps
When the smoke comes off the pan
And this one likes to sleep
Yeah, they always stay inside
And this one likes to speak
A din of chatter in their mind
And this one breaks away
All that's left is just a chain
Just a chain, just a chain
Ah-hah-uh
Fire, fire, fire
Emancipation
Liar, liar, liar
This is out nation
Fire, fire, fire
Emancipation
Liar, liar
Oh –
The thing you threw away
Is now what you need the most
You stumble with the words
With which once you used to boast
In the corner of your eye
You catch your longest lock of hair
It's twisted off the side
And it feels like it could tear
The pleasantries are done
Your shoelaces untied
The tender part of skin
Stitched and sutured long the sides
In the corners of your eyes
All that's left is just a chain
Just a chain, just a chain
Ah-hah-uh
Fire, fire, fire
Emancipation
Liar, liar, liar
This is our nation
Fire, fire, fire
Emancipation
Liar, liar, liar
This is....
And I can't see too well
See you too well now
But I will ring my bell
Ring it far and LOUD
And all your strings are pulled
Pulled and cut away
As autumn leaves, they fall
That one got away...
The sound of
Fire, fire, fire
Emancipation
Liar, liar, liar
This is our nation
Fire, fire, fire
Emancipation
Liar, liar, liar
This is our nation
Fire, fire, fire
Emancipation
Liar, liar, liar
This is our nation
Fire, fire, fire
Emancipation
Just a chain, just a chain
Of wires
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10. |
Catholic Smokering
04:16
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You're my baby boy,
you're my walking stick
like a
catholic
smokestack
Some days
I just wanna sing
I-I-I-I just wanna sing
Of everything!
Of everything...
You're my baby boy,
You're my catholic smokering...
It's not a religious thing
but that is the way it sounds
So be it
I spend a lot of time listening to the ground
and the bees and the birds
If I could show you
how much I.............
(l o v e)
You're my New Orleans
You're my New Orleans
You're my jumping beans
It's past midnight now
and the angels gathering
But I'm stubborn so I slow down
When people love,
People sing
Yeaaaa.....
You're my baby boy,
You're my catholic smokering...
When I turned 27, I turned 1
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11. |
All Night
05:32
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All night, all night
I hear them calling
outside, outside
it sounds like they’re humming
the song you sing when you know
that you’re gonna die
On my back
looking at the stars
oh my god, my god,
how did they get so high up there?
they shine like something shines
when it knows
it’s gonna die
For the birds, the birds,
the birds and children,
these words, these words,
I move to be near them -
the sound that strong things make
when they know
they’re gonna die
The moon, the moon,
she knows all our secrets
but still she shines so beautifully on the sea, yes,
oh, I thank you for gracing me
with your light through my darkest times
Come dog, come dog,
let me throw you a bone, yes,
I’m growing old
and I can’t throw so well
but I hope that you don’t mind my friend,
oh, I know you don’t mind
There’s a tree on my block
where the birds rest from flight
when the sun goes down on them
what a sight, yeah,
goodbye to all of you my friends
may you fly for many more miles
You were born with an old man’s face
looking for the proof
and every path that you take
led right back to you
and I was impatient,
I botched the equation
I lost my arithmetic book
and there I stood and I shook
until the awe overtook
Grandma, Grandpa
I send you this love, yes,
this song that you can take on your voyage
wherever you wind up my friends,
I hope you have a wonderful time
Blow wind, blow wind,
blow one more time
on my face, my skin
fill my lungs with one last breath –
And with it all I thank you
and I let go of this life
and with it all, god, I thank you
this gift –
this song to say goodbye…
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Dave Deporis New York, New York
A unique and prolific singer-songwriter primarily active in the NYC and CA music
scenes.
Despite writing, recording and performing continuously for 20 years, Dave never formally released an album during his lifetime.
For The Birds and Children, mostly recorded between 2005-2008, marks the first in a long line of official releases and contains many of his best known songs from the time period.
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