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Gypsy Boy
06:47
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I am a New York to New Delhi kind of Gypsy Boy
Come live in my van on the road all will go well
With tea in the pot and hot soup from a can
Over mountain, river, stream
We'll chase the coastline
We'll live that Gypsy Boys dream
Every day and every night baby
Like two Rollin Stones x2
Nomads with no pads no padding or pension plans
Roadless traveled travelers traveling endlessly
With no rungs on any property ladders
But we shall climb see the woods for the trees
And skip through the fields while the harvest is being reaped
Harvest of time you know, so precious
Like two Rollin Stones x2
And my home is where my heart is
And my home is where my love is
And my home is where my smile
Is the greatest
And I'm a rolling down the open road
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Earnest Baker
04:32
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Ernest Baker
Cincinnati's longest-serving coffin maker
Buried everyone he'd ever know
His parents his family, uncles, aunts and every other opportunity
Like to work in mahogany and gold
Made you feel in death
Like a King on a Throne
So make the most of it before you're
Kicking the bucket
Biting the dust
Buying a one-way ticket
Becoming food for the bugs
Giving up the ghost
Breathing your last breath
Pushing up the daisies
Checking out for some rest
So for every coffin he built and filled he felt like
The biggest lesson he ever learned in life was
Sometimes life is over way too fast
That's the saddest thing when you bury that
A life that's never ever really been had
A life that's never really had a chance
So you better make the most of it people before you're
Chorus
Ernest Baker
Cincinnati's longest-serving coffin maker
Died and was buried a week ago
His casket was made from plastic
Recycled from bottle tops he collected in a basket
On long beach morning strolls
If there's life after death
Earnest now surely knows
But case there isn't make the most of it before you're
Chorus
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Man On Wire
06:39
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The Dark Days of Wonder
04:58
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Faltering narcissistic cream-filled tower tombed gates
Keys have long since lost their willingness to be turned
Found or even replaced
Closed as closed can willingness be
Ah to be seen
In these dark days of wonder
The merry mocking turn-key lovers hand blitzed between
Strong white pillars hovering close to nowhere shocked white
Shotgun wedding meme you smiled you talked
Forever in whispered mocking tones
Saying 'I do'
To these dearest dark days of wonder
Rich red Runcorn rapacious rumblings tie to toe
Clipped untied unmoored unmasked uncertain now away go
Away to the far-flung shored
The wild wet windswept reaches that cling
To heavens dark days of wonder
Forever roaming ranging out to the seas
That never had the strength of fortune to believe
Which was ever one and one was all it could ever be
Stripped hardy naked
In the dark days of wonder
So now we'll go a wander down crushed-felled deforest roads
These lovelorn now lost lungs of our forests know
What it's like to be torn ripped apart in the pursuit of a quick buck
Which now sums up
These dark days of wonder
The clearest uncongested waters rise and break forth
Through dams of unspoken lies it's seen as heresy to ask
The question I know you think you know the answer to
Well now you know you have no clue
To these dark days of wonder
Pride greed wrath sloth lust and envy
Curses spill down on faith hope and charity
Prudence and justice temperance and courage
Has gone to hell in a handcart
In these dark days of wonder
Deep down shards of splintered glass continue to forever shatter
Reveal a message in a song that's meaning never mattered
Sharp intoned be drowned be moaned be forever unshown
Is this what you hoped it would be
In those dark days of wonder
Is this what you saw it would be?
In those dark days of wonder
Is that what you prayed it would be
In these dark days of
Wonder
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5. |
Smile More
02:48
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