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l'Abbraccione
04:44
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Romadame
03:36
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I am a lady of vivid colours, with
vivid dreams that I don't care to share
~ whose fingers snap and slice the air
~ whose eyelids flutter a tempest in my hair (Bel Air)
~ whose neckline is graced by gypsum jewel's flair
~ whose ruby lips are a jeweled lair
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Thanksgiving
02:44
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Gather around a table laid bare
Turkeys were gobbling
And now they don’t care.
For the day of morning
New era warning
Many are forlorning on the day of mourning
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Zap Sistah
03:15
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A beautiful lady named Cookie
Tall and elegant
with a gracious spirit
so generous and colorblind
Born with ebony skin in the south in 1944,
She's endured more than most of us
We agree that pain builds character
There's a lesson in every upset, in every surprise
Oh she's my zap sister
We laugh at adversity
We're surviving, we're the fittest,
And winners take all
Oh we're zap sisters...
In fact, one time in Savannah Georgia
Cookie had a flash, her soul came home to peace
in a restaurant, all familiar
She was cradled by the web of life, she found herself cradled
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5. |
Rx For the Afterlife
03:25
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Use your imagination
Hear echoes from your dreams
Light, shadows, a part of sound sparkle alive
The afterlife is gonna be all right
I’d like to know the recipe for the afterlife
Amongst cinnamon and cardamom and shadows of optagons and parthenons
All the sounds that I’ve heard will boil down to one big hum
Death ends pain in Hungary
Pain builds character in Woodsville
In China a character can sing
In the afterlife, we’ll be free of static cling
Do you have the recipe for the afterlife?
How do things taste over there, when we meet?
Isn’t there a recipe for the afterlife
The cosmic oven is now on pre-heat
All the sounds that I’ve heard will boil down to one big hum
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Rx for the Wife
04:44
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Peace of thee
Breathe thee free
You and me
Woofers
Every breath
Breathes the life
Every sigh
Outs the blight
You are loved
As you love
Love to thee
Breathe thee free
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I got a little hunger for some peanut butter going out with scrambled eggs on a date on my plate
Number One:
Put on your hunger pants and start to dance
Think of savory flavors mingling together
Number Two:
You get to choose your starch:
Fancy rice cakes, wonder bread, or a slab of pumpernickel
Number Three:
You find some eggs, beat them 'til they’re over and done
Add some seasoning to your reasoning
To taste the case
Pants got to be just right for the fight and they’re wonderful all night
Of scrambled egg peanut butter sandwich
Number Four:
I sample, eat and repeat. A protein punch in the middle of lunch.
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9. |
Rx for Recife
01:55
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Take one beautiful town with white sand beaches
Add to it beautiful weather, fresh water estuaries
And a pinch of happy surfers, surfers
A big pinch of surfers
Recife is on the beautiful sea
With bull sharks romping and breeding in glee
Build a new port, sharks closed out from their birthing foam
Guess what happens?
Surfers, delicious surfers are in the way
Not too long to say, those many surfers…
Nice! Recife!
Slaughterhouses’ blood is spilling in the little rivers
Water is high in iron and toothy sharky smiles
Sharks improvise to find new homes
Since the old one is boarded up
Bull sharks enjoy buff prey, every day
Nice! Recife!
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10. |
Boat People
04:00
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Boat people from Viet Nam
Know the unknown, settled the unsettled
Boat people from Viet Nam
Found their land legs after living through living hell
Boat people had hope people could never repeat defeat
That history would delete
The strife the knife
The dimming of life
The sunken boats, the drowning
The cold shoulder of super power frowning
Boat people from Viet Nam
A mobilizing again
They hope to help their desperate floating brethren
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11. |
Mayflower
03:23
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Incessant creaking timber
The monotonous slap of the waves
No seagulls for days
As the scurvy blurs are ways of knowing
Seasick, not a lick of luck
As the familiar shores slip sight unseen away
Behold new turf! New planet ear(f)th!
New land, new lines, new hands, new lies
We come as false friends, eyeing your turkey hens
And the sweet strong legs of your lasses
We’ll cover gladly with molasses
Our hands will creep, we’ll make some passes
Behold new turf! New planet ear(f)th!
New land, new lines, new hands, new lies
We come as false friends, eyeing your turkey hens with the legs
Your turkey hens with the legs.
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12. |
Donald The Lump
02:41
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There is nobody that feels stronger about the intelligence community and cia than dt
There’s no games, right? No games, right? We’re not playing games!
We’re not playing games!
Home games, foe games, woe games, war games
We will reinforce old alliances and form new ones
And unite the civilized world against radical islamic terrorism
Which we will eradicate completely from the face of the earth
Twitter
Should I keep the twitter going or not? Keep it going? (Crowd screams) I think so.
Ya know, the enemies keep saying oh that’s terrible!
But you know, it’s a way of bypassing dishonest media, right?
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13. |
Feral Fleas
02:11
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Feral fleas say pretty please
Don’t make us freeze or turn to bees
Our mighty hinged legs notched us up a peg
And so we beg: leave us be, to bite out of sight
Feral fruit flies are ripped from pies
So sweet so tipsy from fructose highs
If we could only be their size
We would be demoralized
Feral ants are not so wild
As adults or when a child
Follow the leader, swallow the feed here
The sheeps have been six hands with little greed
Feral cockroaches as cucurachas
Stalk the noches searching for crumbs in spot
And strong in bed
Mighty and diligent and strong survivors
They’ll be the ones to dance on our head
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14. |
7,500 Kisses
05:13
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Seven thousand five hundred kisses
seven thousand five hundred and one
Your heart is in me, I feel it all through me
Your eyes they play me, o play me
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15. |
Biopsy of Statecraft
05:12
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Biopsy of statecraft
New truths up for grafting
Freedom hangs from gallows
Fields of speech lie fallow
Hope tills soil
Normalcy of warcraft
Pundits pounding blindly
Mother of all bombs
Made by men who don’t know love
Fields of broken words dry out
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16. |
I Love This Cunterie
02:13
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I love this cunterie, thank you very much
We have over 200 generals and admirals that have endorsed our campaign
And it’s special people and it’s really an honor
So I also have to say I’ve gotten to know some incredible people,
The secret service people (applause)
They’re tough, and they’re smart, and they’re sharp
And I don’t want to mess around with them, I can tell you
And when I wanna go and wave to a big group of people and they rip me back down
And put me back down into the seat…
But they are fantastic people, so I want to thank the secret service
While the campaign is over, I’ll work while this movement is really just beginning
We’re going to get to work immediately for the American People
I love this cunterie, thank you very much
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Amy Denio / Spoot Music Hansville, Washington
Amy Denio is an award-winning multi-instrumentalist composer, singer and music producer based in Seattle, WA. She's been
commissioned to compose for dance, theater and film, and has received numerous grants and fellowships and collaborated with artists worldwide.
She has performed at festivals, clubs, schools, prisons, social centers and ruins throughout Europe, North America and Asia.
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