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Tv On The radio - Halfway Home (Audiosurf video)
Tv On The radio - Halfway Home (Audiosurf video)
Pavement-spit on a stranger (live san diego)
pavement spit on a stranger live san diego
Animal Collective - Fireworks
now it's day i've been crying taste the milk on my tongue i was dreaming of horseshoes now my cereal, it is warm track the days in the rubble of the night from the fall and i can't walk in the vaccum i feel ugly; feel my pose but the trees of this day cast no shadows on my stride and i stop to scream at you people greet me, so polite what's the day? what you doing? how's your mood in that song? when it passes right by me it's behind me, now it's gone. and i can't lift you up, my mind is tired sand and beaches that i desire sacred nights where we watch the fireworks drip on some faces but i know i've got you but golden lips and allman vibe make me feel that i'm only all i see sometimes ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo i've been dreaming about birthin genie made me a little earth skin despite you bein my birth kin pick me up and just hurl me by the river all the people are workin and millions of 'em churchin when elephants can reach in our purses meet me after the world shambles ooo oooo ooo oo ooo ooo oooo ooo ooo oooo what's the day? what you doing? who's been thinking on your palm we all dance to the shadows while he's singing you that song but he can't lift you up cause your mind is tired the sand and beaches that i desire sacred nights where we watch the fireworks drip on your face but i know i've got you but golden lips and allman vibe make me feel that i'm only all i see sometimes and i can't lift you up, my mind is tired sand and beaches that i desire sacred nights where we watch the fireworks drip on some faces but i know i've got you but golden lips and allman vibe make me feel that i'm only all i see sometimes
Pavement-Debris_Slide (Live-1994)
maybe she is maybe she's not maybe we's we's hack cough wheeze hack cough papapalapa debris slide! maybe he is maybe he's not maybe I's I's in the socket eyes in the socket so i'm gonna sock it papapalapa debris slide!
Pavement-For Sale The Preston School of Industry
chanson composéé pour une émission de télé néerlandaise
Pavement-Grounded (Live)
Doctor's leaving for the holiday season got crystal ice picks, no gift for the gab and in the parking lot is a sedan he bought he never, he never complains when it's hot he phoned the foreign daughter in a sauna playing contract bridge they're soaking up the fauna, doing blotters I don't know which...which...which... boys are dying on these streets I know the medical world could knock you out to sell the coins that you jayed last Thursday dine by candelight and hold your savings tight you never, you never know when the bridge falls apart we spoke of latent causes, sterile gauzes and the bedside morale we traipse around the table talking sentences so incomplete... please! plea! boys are dying on these streets...