Slanted and Enchanted
Pavement
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Summer Babe (Winter version)
03 : 16
2
Trigger Cut / WoundedâKite at :17
03 : 16
3
No Life Singed Her
02 : 09
4
In the Mouth a Desert
03 : 52
5
Conduit for Sale!
02 : 52
6
Zurich Is Stained
01 : 41
7
Chesleyâs Little Wrists
01 : 16
8
Lorettaâs Scars
02 : 55
9
Here
03 : 56
10
Two States
01 : 47
11
PerfumeâV
02 : 09
12
Fame Throwa
03 : 22
13
Jackals, False Grails: The Lonesome Era
03 : 21
14
Our Singer
03 : 09
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Track Lyrics
Conduit for Sale! Lyrics
[Chorus]
I'm tryin', I'm tryin'
I'm tryin', I'm tryin'
I'm tryin', I'm tryin'
I'm tryin' and I'll try
I'm tryin', I'm tryin'
I'm tryin', I'm tryin'
I'm tryin', I'm tryin'
I'm tryin' and I'll try
[Verse 1]
Imagine if you will, a Herr Proctor, alias and nobleman
Son of son of sky, and of scion
Part of his rich inheritance parceled and generous divorce
Sentence forthwith being
Certain blocks of land and living quarters
Deemed by all gentlemen and wives thereof
To be "Grossly humane and frankly, quite undirty"
[Chorus]
I'm tryin', I'm tryin'
I'm tryin', I'm tryin'
I'm tryin', I'm tryin'
I'm tryin' and I'll try
I'm tryin', I'm tryin'
I'm tryin', I'm tryin'
I'm tryin', I'm tryin'
I'm tryin' and I'll try
[Verse 2]
Herr Proctor, in his enviable good taste
Tries quick escape gambit via local periodicals
But no takers - the land, unenvied
Stationed in the conduit between two cells
A veritable no-man's-land, array of the flophouse
Cardboard materials and carbon-monoxide wallpaper
All his brig-deck Torino boys ask is irrelevant
[Chorus]
I'm tryin', I'm tryin'
I'm tryin', I'm tryin'
I'm tryin', I'm tryin'
I'm tryin' and I'll try
I'm tryin', I'm tryin'
I'm tryin', I'm tryin'
I'm tryin', I'm tryin'
I'm tryin' and I'll try
[Verse 3]
(No one's gonna save me, no one's gonna make me rearrange)
Unable to bear the scandal, Ray, philanthropist
Rents low-down scab house in conduit
Herr Proctor offers said land for a song
But no one wants to sing (No one's gonna save me, no one's gonna make me rearrange)
In an attempt to retain social privileges, yet mask it as goodwill
He says to the conduit members
"Take this rotten old tree and make it bear fruit"
Cheers erupted throughout the clean settlement
An Italian male was heard to say
"Between here and there is better than either here or there"
[Chorus]
I'm tryin', I'm tryin'
I'm tryin', I'm tryin'
I'm tryin', I'm tryin'
I'm tryin' and I'll try
I'm tryin', I'm tryin'
I'm tryin', I'm tryin'
I'm tryin', I'm tryin'
I'm tryin' and I'll try
[Outro]
I'm tryin', I'm tryin'
I'm tryin', I'm tryin'
I'm tryin', I'm tryin'
I'm tryin', I'm tryin', I'm tryin'
Zurich Is Stained Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I can't sing it strong enough
'Cause that kind of strength I just don't have
If you watch the light change
Don't hold them hanging
[Chorus]
You think it's easy, but you're wrong
I am not one-half of the problem
ZĂŒrich is stained, and it's not my fault
Just hold me back or let me run
Sha la la, la la la la, la la la la, la
[Verse 2]
So what does it mean, a mistake or two
If it's the kind of mistakes no one can trace
To the fountain where we sold it
And held them hanging?
[Chorus]
You think it's easy, but you're wrong
I am not one-half of the problem
ZĂŒrich is stained, and it's not my fault
Just hold me back or let me run
You think it's easy, but you're wrong
I am not one-half of the problem
ZĂŒrich is stained, and it's not my fault
Just hold me back or let me run
Sha la la, la la la la, la la la la, la
Here Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I was dressed for success
But success it never comes
And I'm the only one who laughs
At your jokes when they are so bad
And your jokes are always bad
But they're not as bad as this
[Pre-Chorus]
Come join us in a prayer
We'll be waiting, waiting where
Everything's ending here
[Chorus 1]
And all the sterile striking it defends an empty dock you cast away
And rain upon your forehead where the mist's for hire if it's
Just too clear
Let's spend our last quarter stamps randomly
Go down to the outlet once again
[Verse 2]
Painted portraits of minions and slaves
Crotch-mavens and one-night plays
Are they the only ones who laugh
At the jokes when they are so bad?
And the jokes they're always bad
But they're not as bad as this
[Pre-Chorus]
Come join us in a prayer
We'll be waiting, waiting where
Everything's ending here
[Chorus 2]
And all the Spanish candles they sold away have gone to this
And a run-on piece of mountain travels, shivers, runs, down the freeway
I guess she spent her last quarter randomly
We guess a guess is the best I'll do, I'll do
[Outro]
Last time, last time is the best time I spent
Fame Throwa Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Fame thrower pass out the gold
The diamond watch, the last reward
All the things we had before you sold us out and took it all
Head-borne cries from zenith sluts
Astral rites from dead-end ruts
And these ends are sick-end wars
These ends were sick and wars
[Chorus]
He's one of our nation's spies
He's one of our first recruits
I click with her leather thighs
One of our first recruits
[Verse 2]
How can you know?
In the distance lies a grower
Née rude-off, king fame thrower
Son of groupie, bed-worn sexon
Spent his cash convincing us that the desert was a star-scape
Took our lives for a satellite so we could cry
"Naked, naked foul"
[Chorus]
He's one of our nation's spies
He's one of our first recruits
I click with her leather thighs
One of our first recruits
[Instrumental Outro]
Our Singer Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I've been waiting
Anticipating
Sun comes up
The skies won't sink my soul
I've dreamt of this
But it never comes
But it never comes
The rising
The nature's dry
Faux
[Verse 2]
I've been dreaming
Traced out but dreaming
The sun comes up
The blisters burn my soul
I'm dreamin'
Of something now
Of something now
Of the rising
The nature's dry
And all the groovy ones