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Gather 'round the Integratron
Summon all to Giant Rock
Take a ride inside their ship
George and the Space People trip
Deep in thought George and his team
Find ways to live out their dream
Profound truth, inquiring minds
If it benefits mankind
Religion and science merged
Vibratory auras purged
Under stars and hellish heat
Landers opens, Mammons greet
If indeed our faith is wrong
At least it made a new song
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Mental Holiday
02:33
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Think of hills draped with grass
Green threads in woven mats
Songs of peace free your mind
Ancient forms locked in time
Focus on visions now
Act without knowing how
Feel the joys of this place
This mental holiday
Think of waves ebb and flow
Where the blue dolphins go
Feel the sand on your back
Smell the air salty snack
Focus on...
Just think you don't have to leave
See the clouds straight ahead
Cheap motels lumpy beds
Sounds of sex room next door
Freight trains pass hundreds more
Focus on...
Just think you don't have to leave
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Avocado Hwy.
04:07
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Just got back from heaven
Cherry tree's on fire
All my life I've waited for this ocean gyre
Every time I wake up
I think of how you smile
Avocado Highway bends
We drive a little while
Through the lilacs and the trees
Though the camera's Japanese
We can savor this parade
Live to see another day
And the ocean opens up
And it scatters all my dreams
We can savor this parade
Live to see another day
Just got my own angel
She's too drunk to fly
She broke up with a waiter south of Riverside
Caught me staring at her
Just enough to cry
Wiped her tears and sat her down
She looked into my eyes
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Numbers & Symbols
04:50
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I pick up a pen and I cry
I cannot believe the ink is dry
I fall to pieces when you're gone
It feels like the world is all wrong
The easiest things left undone
My energy's burned it's no fun
The numbers amount I'm a frown
The symbols to count and fall down
Escape unscathed
My mind's been paved
So clear the way
It's here to stay
I open my eyes and I lose
Now when I awake more bad news
There no sign of Led in Zeppelin
To be a rock and not to win
Escape unscathed
My mind's been paved
Now clear the way
It's here to stay
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Carly Simon
02:56
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If Carly Simon had a jar
What would she put inside
A candle or some passengers that came just for the ride?
if Carly Simon had a car
What would she like to drive
A Honda or a Buick or a Ford or Hyundai?
We could all melt away
On a sunspot getaway
If Carly Simon had a box
What would she try to hide
A key for empty slot machines, a bicycle to ride?
If Carly Simon had a tube
Of silver cyanide
Would Kenya have some polar bears or Gandhi be alive?
We could all get away
On a sunspot meltaway
We could all melt away
On a sunspot getaway
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Tropico
04:33
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On the edge of the sun there's a sunspot flare
Looking at you in the noontime air
Took a drive today past the county line
Where the stacks of hay have nothing inside
How the flowers bloom in the blackened soil
How the fragile moon shines and water boils
Weep your soul and dry your eyes
Keep your heart from all their lies
Memories of Tropico fade with time
And time is slow
Read a sign above here's what it said
All you need is love so tell a friend
Your hair shines like angels
Our time is flying
My obscure angles
Tangled tears you're crying
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Seven
04:35
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7 minutes and you're smoking again
7 times I see you lying in bed
7 people on a passionate cruise
7 dollars for a crappy tattoo
7 ways to make you cry out in pain
7 ways to freebase crack & cocaine
7 reasons that you fill up with hate
Just for fun I think I'll try 38
Like Britney Spears 'cause oops I did it again
7 seconds for injection to harm
7 four leaf clovers a good luck charm
7 symbols shine like nuclear fog
7 oceans have Los Angeles smog
7 freeways lead to Route 66
7 pussies means there are 7 chicks
7 strings are dumb but don't walk away
Just for fun I'll play you something you hate
Like Britney Spears 'cause oops I did it again
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Heroes and Villains
05:21
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Dumb Angel
04:06
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A dumb angel on my tracks
Winged cherub won't relax
Imagine that
Flinging arrows is her job
In love with liberty from God
What a gas
Give a dollar to your friend
If it's money you need to lend
You'll feel hollow in the end
It's your heart you need to mend
Her gaze stops me every time
Instead I act so civilized
Imagine that
I dream of sleeping in my bed
I'm just living in my head
What a gas
When you're feeling down and blue
Close your eyes and count to 2
You know what you've got to do
Take a trip to Malibu
I cannot hear her voice aloud
I see it in a puffy cloud
Imagine that
Songs of angels fill my day
When she looks across my way
What a gas
I hope she looks across my way
I hope she doesn't think I'm gay
Or some pervert who will say
"I will knock you up someday"
Give a dollar to your friend
If it's money you need to lend
You'll feel hollow in the end
It's your heart you need to mend
Dumb angel
Dumb angel
Dumb angel on my tracks
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Sad Grom
06:13
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There's a place I like to go to when I'm down
There I can forget all the shit that surrounds
There's a girl I know who can make me feel great
When she leaves, reality don't hesitate
Solitaire in my head
Wondering what she said
I could call to clarify
Without her I'd surely die
There's a stretch of coastline where I'll retire
I approach the water and then I will smile
Entering the ocean can make it so clear
Reminisce the times when we surfed by the pier
Solitaire in my head
Wondering what she said
I could call to clarify
Without her I'd surely die
I'm just a sad grom
Alone beneath the swaying palms
My heart is blue
I'm bleeding too
I won't get her 'cause she's too good
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Sore Throat
03:36
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I took a trip with my two friends down to the beach
I know that half the girls I see are out of reach
We set up camp we settled down I caught some waves
Late afternoon reflections blinded by the rays
A holiday
Some time away
The crashing waves
At end of day
And through the night the reggae blasted through the tent
The fires blazed the people dazed self-evident
Dixie cups filled high with beer and yellow piss
They were passing around a pipe and flashing tits
A holiday
Some time away
An olive haze
At end of day
At around two the cops arrived and people knew
The night was over and the jubilance was through
I lay alone with a sore throat from singing blues
I fall asleep inside my tent and listen to
The crashing waves
At end of day
I go to face
A holiday
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12. |
Peace and Quiet
00:27
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Jackass Penguins Yucaipa, California
A lo-fi musical outlet. Started in late 1993 in Riverside. Concerts have been nearly nonexistent, but recording has been prolific. Aside from a few locals and casual fans, the band is willingly obscure.
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