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by Pennyhawk

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awwiemae i love this album so much pennyhawk u gotta get this on spotify i still listen to this all the dang time Favorite track: You'll Have To Wait.
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Iorie Incredible smart and funny lyrics and besides that really good music! :) Favorite track: Change Your Garden Change Your Life.
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Niklouse Change your garden - best song I've heard in ages. Funny, clever...hoeing rows before bro's Favorite track: Change Your Garden Change Your Life.
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Sisterbones 02:53
My sister hears whispers of storms between her bones She'll get an inkling in her ankle She'll get a needling in her knee This time She said sis I'm Picking up on something strong And I swear by my hip that produces the limp That you're the one involved Put a finger on my hairline fracture Followed it down to the break The pulse around it was beating faster I knew I'd allow her in vain To warn me against it She said "I have to be the one who refuses To let you cash in on all your excuses and be useless to you as tender as the well meaning without scar tissue who are lenient when you continue to go off on another bender I know you're in a tangle but you know I got no angle I got no hidden agenda But to give you some hints and speak straight from the splint: Nobody but the body can mend you Put a finger on your hairline fracture Follow it down to the break And if you're headed toward another disaster Allow the memory it contains To warn you against it"
Shelby 03:17
Well, I took $15 to a casino, in Tama And all I got back was a nickel I put that nickel into a vending machine And all I got out was a whistle I blew that whistle loud and clear And all I got was a stray dog I put that dog in my car and took her home And I named her.. Shelby Shelby Shelby Show me that you need me Shelby O Shelby Come rest your head on my knee Well, me and Shelby got along no doubt I was gonna build her a house, I bought some lumber But once I said, "Shelby, why don't you let yourself out?!" And that I learned, was a blunder Cuz Shelby's got a lot of pride And she can't really take a joke And she left me, must've been late at night And she didn't even leave a note Shelby Shelby Well, it was all my fault, I grant you Shelby O Shelby If you come back I'll build you a dog mansion Well, I learned three things that night in Tama First, if you're a whiner and a grumbler You might come to find, at the end of your complaining All you got's a pile of lumber And it's better to lose all $15, than to get heartache for a nickel And you can't change the mind of a proud stray dog No matter how hard you blow your whistle Shelby Shelby Now come on girl, quit your poutin' Shelby O Shelby Come back, I'll do all the lettin' outin'
It's all sweet now It's all brand new And I'm eager to promise What I'm eager to do But I can't say it in a look Or convey it with a rhyme I can only tell you in time If a letter is an hour And a word is a day And I'm writing you a poem And I got a lot to say If the poem grows weekly Then I'll have to switch to prose Or I might have to tell you in a tome Well, Of course you don't need glasses Those eyes are blue and clear And I don't need them either When I'm lying so near And looking to the future And I hope it's where we are But I can't tell I can't see that far And I'm dying to claim it But I don't have any proof Better not to say it Then there's something to look forward to Cuz though I do it sincerely I can't say it with a smile I'll just have to tell you after a while
You left with plans that were soon forgotten You hit rock bottom on a box of oxycotton You ran out into the open field and forgot your name You told the parents and coast guard You'd clean up by the fall But the papers and the postcards Say you're having a ball And you're never coming back You're gonna look for truth, not facts Cuz you found Some sort of light The last time I saw you I smelled you brain sizzling I bet I could guess just what it is that you're fixing Sauteed mushrooms, with a splash of acid, all in an alcoholic reduction Well, I guess I just grew a distaste for burnt out vagrants Where the hell's it taking you? And what the fuck is that fragrance? And now you never finish a thing you mean to do You read the forward to the Upanishads You got one quarter of a sleeve tatoo Hasn't stopped your bold-faced name dropping every chance that you get I wish for once you'd say to someone, "Nice to meet ya Every goddam thing I know I learned on Wikipedia And all I know are facts I looked for truth and never came back Cuz I saw Some sort of light"
The days are losing light much sooner And at night I'm quite the swooner I am gaining hours to think of you I am finding it disheartening Singing without your harmony Hardly a part apart from you Come back as quickly as you can I've got a welcome back dinner planned Count on that being warm and waiting for you Combat the concrete on the road Countdown the mile markers home Contact me when you're within minutes of home Babe, you're getting lots of letters Piling up from different senders I have endless time to sort them through I am going through the cupboards Hungry for my missing lover Nothing to replace the taste of you Come back as quick as quick as you can I've had as much as I can stand Or sat or laid around waiting for you Combat the concrete on the road Countdown the mile markers home Contact me when you're within minutes of home You'll have to wait Your half of the bed isn't getting any fuller and it'll be winter if it gets any faller When you're getting close, then give me a holler Come back as quickly as you can I've got a welcome back dinner planned Count on that being warm and waiting for you Combat the concrete on the road Countdown the mile markers home Contact me when you're within minutes of home
Timid Women 02:44
"Timid women don't make six-digit-figures," Said the loose purler unto the tight knitter, "And you can be a weak broad in the meat-market And they'll spit out a heart with nothin hidden in it I fired men twice my size They cowered at the power of my menses I've been estranged from my mom so long She thought of me as just a list of expenses Shit, look at me, i dropped a stitch around the armpit: When you bitch you put a crack in your defenses" "I left my job after the mafia got involved I found the deals ran so deep They piped up sap into the tree of deceit And I insisted that the contracts were resisted But a man was enlisted to force me into this decision To move back to the heartland Take care of my mother and i signed up for this class And my daughter-in-law's a pain in the ass: She cringes at my crassness, she curls up her eyelashes, She's all lace and satin sashes, and she's gonna get her ass kicked" "So my little doe-eyed-dears, before you get your bottled-beers, I'm gonna give it to you clear Not molly-cottle you anymore When they say they're granting Everything that you are asking And it's just a game you're playing, This is what they're really saying 'O daughter O daughter, We'll dress you up for the slaughter There's eyes like axe-heads And you're the fire's fodder' "So timid women don't fidget You'll never get that sixth digit Timid women don't fidget"
I tried to put My mind at ease I tried to replace Truth with peace Don't mean to be So reserved Guilted, scared, or suckered Searching sightless For a seamless door Or an analogy Carried out way too far Conversing with The silent ark Prayers are blind archers Toward a hidden mark


released February 15, 2012


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