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Plan B
03:06
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PLAN B
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WISH I WAS A FEATHER
ELEGANT & WATERPROOF
BUT I HAVE TO FACE IT I'M PRETTY MUCH HEAVIER
… AND SOMEWHAT GOOF.
WOULD YOU HELP TO CLIMB UP ON THAT ROOF?
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FROM A PALMTREE TO ANOTHER
I'LL TRY A TRICK FOR YOU
I'LL TRY TO PICK YOU UP LIKE I WAS JOHNNY WEISSMÜLLER
…MORE A KIND OF STEW …
OR I CAN CALL A CAB IF YOU WANT TO.
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NO EXTRA BALL
NO SECRET ENGINEERING
THS IS ALL I GOT IF I WANT YOU
TO GET A CRUSH ON
YOU PLAN B.
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ON NORMANDIE & FRANKLIN
WE'LL CARRY ON IN A LIMO
AND I'LL BE MAKING LOVE TO YOU
WAY DOWN ON THE AVENUE
… TILL NORTH BERENDO …
TAKE YOUR PICK BETWEEN PAIN OR SORROW.
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NO EXTRA BALL
NO SECRET ENGINEERING
THS IS ALL I GOT IF I WANT YOU
TO GET A CRUSH ON
YOU PLAN B.
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WISH I WAS A FEATHER
ELEGANT & WATERPROOF
BUT I HAVE TO FACE IT I'M PRETTY MUCH HEAVIER
… AND SOMEWHAT GOOF.
WOULD YOU HELP TO CLIMB UP ON THAT ROOF?
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2. |
Me As A Cheesecake
03:16
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ME AS A CHEESECAKE
HERE IS A RECIPE
YOUR FRIENDS WOULD ALL LOVE TO READ
PREHEAT YOUR OVEN AND
PICK UP THE THINGS THAT YOU NEED
2 CUPS OF THINGS
I’VE NEVER BEEN ABLE TO ACHIEVE
1/4 TEASPOON OF BROKEN DREAMS
I’VE NEVER BELIEVED IN
COMBINE THEM IN A MEDIUM BOWL
WITH A CUP OF MELTED PRIDE
PRESS INTO A 9 INCH SPRINGFORM PAN
AND SET ASIDE
1 1/2 POUNDS OF
LIGHT CREEPY MINDED DEAD CLOWN
A SPOONFUL OF BROWN SUGAR
TO HELP THE MEDICINE GO DOWN
BEAT UNTIL LIGHT AND FLUFFY
YOU KNOW ALL THINGS MUST PASS
ADD ABOUT 24 OUNCES OF
PAIN IN THE ASS
ONE PINCH OF NOISY NOSE
AND SOME EVERLASTING STRESS
TWO TABLESPOONS OF MIDDLE
CLASS EVEN AT MY BEST
ADD 1/3 CUP OF DUMBNESS
CONTINUE BEATING WELL
2 GLOPS OF MOODY MOANS
WHEN YOU SAY YOU LOOK LIKE HELL
POUR ONTO THE CRUSTY MIXTURE
AND GET READY TO BAKE
IN CASE YOU DIDN’T UNDERSTAND
IT’S ME AS A CHEESECAKE
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Wings On Her Monkey
03:21
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WINGS ON HER MONKEY
SHE LOOKS JUST LIKE AN ANGEL
BUT HER WINGS GOT STUCK
ON HER MONKEY
HER SKIN’S A PIECE OF MARBLE
BUT THE VEIN’S FROM A
FUCKED UP JUNKIE
HER FATHER’S CAPTAIN MARVEL
AND HER LIFE’S THE
WHITEST TRAGEDY
NO ONE IN ANY BIBLE
PLAYS YOU GOD FOR FREE...
SHE HANGS AROUND FROM CLUB TO CLUB
THEN FROM CLUB TO CAB
THEN TO COBBLES
SPEND LOADS OF MONEY GIVE LOADS OF LOVE
THEN TO FIT IN WITH HER NEEDS
MAKE IT DOUBLE
SHE FAKES JUST LIKE A WOMAN
BUT SHE BREAKS JUST LIKE
A LITTLE GIRL
NO ONE NOR ANY SUPERMAN
PLAYS YOU GOD FOR FUN...
THIS NO BIG DEAL DON’T BE FREAKING OUT
YOU CAN SHOUT IF YOU WILL
FOR YOU WON’T BE LOUD
...ON HER CLOUD
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4. |
Popcorn In A Microwave
02:55
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POPCORN IN A MICROWAVE
SO YOU FEEL LIKE THE SLOUGH OF A CRICKET
PALE & CRISPY & EMPTY & DEAD
ALL YOU GOT IS DUST IN YOUR POCKET
AND SAND IN YOUR HEAD
SO YOU FEEL LIKE A RUSTY BUCKET
ALL YOUR FLUIDS HAVE GONE AND LEFT
AND YOU'RE LYING DOWN YOU CREEPY PUPPET
NOW YOU GOT TIME TO REST
FRIENDS ARE ACTING LIKE YOU WERE A BABY BORN
THEY CAN'T SEE THAT THEY'RE UPON YOUR GRAVE
THEY CAN'T SEE THAT THEY'RE IN FRONT OF A POPCORN
IN A MICROWAVE
ALL YOU HAD TO LEAVE IS NOW ON FIRE
ALL YOU HAD TO KEEP IS AWAY FROM HER
ALL YOU HAD TO TEACH IS WHAT YOU'VE LEARNT
AND ALL YOU HAD TO LEARN IS HOW TO BURN
SO YOU FEEL LIKE THE SLOUGH OF A CRICKET
PALE & CRISPY & EMPTY & DEAD
ALL YOU GOT IS DUST IN YOUR POCKET
AND SAND IN YOUR HEAD
SO YOU FEEL LIKE A RUSTY BUCKET
ALL YOUR FLUIDS HAVE GONE AND LEFT
AND YOU'RE LYING DOWN YOU CREEPY PUPPET
NOW YOU GOT TIME TO REST
FRIENDS ARE ACTING LIKE YOU WERE A BABY BORN
THEY CAN'T SEE THAT THEY'RE UPON YOUR GRAVE
THEY CAN'T SEE THAT THEY'RE IN FRONT OF A POPCORN
IN A MICROWAVE
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Puzzle Man
04:05
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PUZZLE MAN
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HIS BRAIN IS IN A BOBSLEIGH
HIS SOUL'S A ROLLER COASTER TRIP
GIVES HIS NOSE WHEN HE PAYS
THEN HE DROPS HIS TOES WHEN HE TIPS
HIS HEAD IS IN THE WIND
HIS HEART IS BURNING ON A FIRE LANE
GOT AN EYEBALL IN THE FIELD
CAUSE HE THREW IT THROUGH THE WINDOW PANE
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HE GAVE HIS LIFE ON HIS KNEES
AND SHE ATE HIS LIVER IN RETURN
GAVE HIS TONGUE AND TOOK HER TITS
AND SHE STOLE ALL THE MONEY THAT HE EARNED
SHE MADE A SNOWRIDE WITH HIS BACK
A BIRDIE AT HIS FIFTEENTH HOLE
SHE SCORED A TOUCHDOWN WITH HIS STOMACH
AND A HOMERUN WHEN SHE STROKE HIS BALLS
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PUZZLE MAN
GOT NOWHERE TO SETTLE
GOT NOTHING TO GROW
GOT NO TIME TO BUNDLE
YOU THOUGHT YOU WERE STILL IN YOUR CRADDLE
BUT YOU'RE OBVIOUSLY DOWN IN YOUR GRAVE
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HIS BRAIN IS IN A BOBSLEIGH
HIS SOUL'S A ROLLER COASTER TRIP
GIVES HIS NOSE WHEN HE PAYS
THEN HE DROPS HIS TOES WHEN HE TIPS
HIS HEAD IS IN THE WIND
HIS HEART IS BURNING ON A FIRE LANE
GOT AN EYEBALL IN THE FIELD
CAUSE HE THREW IT THROUGH THE WINDOW PANE
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A VIEW TO THE BACK OF THE 8 BALL
HE PLAYS HIS MOST FAMOUS PART
BUILDS HIS LEGEND BY THE DRUGSTORE
ON A PARKING LOT
GREASY HAIR, MITCHUM’S EYELIDS
UNDER TOPGUN GLASSES
AND HE’S SMOKING POT
TEDDY BOY, TEDDY BEAR
DON’T HAVE PRETTY MUCH TO SHARE
BUT SOME ALCOHOL
A LONELY SPEECH ABOUT THE PAST
AND A VIEW TO THE BACK
OF THE 8 BALL
DON’T KNOW WHY YOU CRY
FOR THIS LOSER
GOT NOTHING TO GET HIGH
WITH THIS SUCKER
TELL ME WHY YOU CRY
THEN DRY
YOUR BLUE SORE EYES
OR THEY CERTAINLY MAY LOSE THEIR COLOR
ALONG THE WALLS AND THE BRIDGES
AMONG THE TOUGH GUYS AND THE PUSSIES
HE’LL BE WALKING HOME
TO MEET HIS MUM AND THE LADIES
WITH THE SHORTBREADS AND THE TOFFIES
AND THE BUTTERSCONES
DON’T KNOW WHY YOU CRY
FOR THIS LOSER
GOT NOTHING TO GET HIGH
WITH THIS SUCKER
TELL ME WHY YOU CRY
THEN DRY
YOUR BLUE SORE EYES
OR THEY CERTAINLY MAY LOSE THEIR COLOR
I PLAY MY MOST FAMOUS PART
A STORYTELLER TRYING TO BULLSHIT HIS
BABYDOLL
BUT ONE THING I’M RELIABLE ON
IS THE VIEW TO THE BACK
OF THE 8 BALL
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Peter Pan & Wendy Pot
02:50
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PETER PAN AND WENDY POT
RUSHED INTO THIS TRAIN TO NOWHERE
DIDN'T KNOW THAT THE TRACKS LEAD THERE
TURN THE LIGHTS TO RED ON MY RUN
ON THIS STREET OF NO RETURN
I'M A MESS, YOU NEEDED LESS THAN THIS
BLESS YOU LITTLE CATFISH
GETTING JUNKFED IN FRONT OF A LARGE SCREEN
IT'S THE BIGGEST SCREEN THAT I'VE EVER SEEN
BITTERNESS IS ALL YOU MEAN
LITTER NEST IS ALL I'M IN
I'M A MESS, YOU NEEDED LESS THAN THAT
BLESS YOU LITTLE FISHCAT
GENERATIONS LONG BEFORE
WITH THE GROUCHY SMILE THEY WORE
CIGARILLOS AND WRINKLES AND BRANDIES
YELLOW TEETH AND OCHER TWEEDS
WASTING TIME, I GUESS NOTHING WILL COME
WETHER WE'RE IN ROME OR HOME
WAITING FOR A LOVING HAND ON MY SKIN
HOPELESS WISH IN THE STATE I'M IN
WRITE SOME LYRICS LIKE A SUICIDE NOTE
AND MUSIC HIDES THE GUNSHOT!
IT'S THE LOUDEST SHOUT I CAN DO
IS THE SIGNAL CLEAR ENOUGH FOR YOU?
LIKE A MOVIE SHOT RUINED BY THE BOOM
A WHALE LYING IN YOUR BATHROOM …
ONCE I WAS A BULLET FULL OF ANGER
NOW I'M JUST AS CHEEKY AS AN OYSTER
MY INNER WORLD IS A PEARL I'M ROLLING
CAUSE REAL LIFE'S QUITE DIM AND BORING
DREAMS ARE WET AND NIGHT IS GETTING HOT
WHEN PETER PAN AND WENDY POT
ARE CAPTAIN COOKING ON THEIR YACHT
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Pragmatic Poem
03:49
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PRAGMATIC POEM
I LOVE HER THIGHS AND HER THOUGHTS
BUT I LONG FOR HER OPEN MINDED LEGS
I MIGHT BE FALLING INTO NAUGHT
WHILE SHE NEVER MISSES HER STEP
I THINK I'D GIVE AN EYE OR A LUNG
TO BE PART
OF HER PLANS AND SCHEMES
I THINK I KNOW WHAT SHALL BE SUNG
TO BE CLOSER
TO HER FLESH AND SKIN
OH MY, NEVER HAD A GIRL LIKE YOU
ALL THIS LONG TIME STORY
STILL IT SOUNDS FRESH AND NEW
NO SOFT AND CALM AND PEACEFUL SOUND
LIKE THE SOUND
OF HER SLEEPY BREATH
THE PERV IN ME GETS OUT OF BOUNDS
AT THE SIGHT
OF HER MOVING BREAST
I'VE PAWNED MY BRAIN AND PAWNED MY HEART
SEE IT BLEEDING
DOWN HER THIN WHITE HANDS
SOME OTHER PIECES KEPT AND WRAPPED
STILL REMAIN
DOWN MY MISERABLE PANTS
OH MY,
NEVER HAD A GIRL LIKE YOU
ALL THIS LONG TIME STORY
STILL IT SOUNDS FRESH AND NEW
IS SHE CRUEL IS SHE NAGGING AT YOU?
DID SHE BREAK YOUR HEART IN TWO?
NO, NO, NO …
DID YOU LIE, DID YOU LET HER DOWN?
WAS SHE WRONG TO TRUST IN YOU?
NO, NO …
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9. |
Sunny Season
03:37
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SUNNY SEASON
THERE ARE BLURRY SHAPES
ABOVE YOUR HEAD
AND FOGGY COLOURSCAPES
ROUND YOU HAND
A SUNNY SEASON
SO MANY REASONS TO PLAY
YOU CAN RELEASE MY NOSE … BY THE WAY
THERE'S A FUNNY MOVIE
PLAYING INSIDE YOUR BRAIN
AND IT TELLS YOU THINGS
YOU'LL SOON UNDERSTAND
IT WON'T BE LONG
TILL I GET WRONGER THAN YOU
YOU CAN RELEASE MY EAR TOO
AS YOU'RE GAZING ON THE GATHERING CROWD
I GUESS YOUR MIND IS FAR
FROM THE UPPER CLOUDS
FLOATING ROUND THE MILKY WAY
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YOUR PJ'S GET TIGHTER
EVERYDAY
AND YOUR WORLD GETS WIDER
… ANYWAY
IT WON'T BE LONG
TILL YOU GET STRONGER THAN ME
THAT LOCK OF HAIR BELONGS
TO YOUR MUMMY
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10. |
On & In
02:36
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ON & IN
LET ME TELL YOU A STORY
ABOUT A GIRL WHO ALWAYS GOT IT WRONG
WHEN THE PHONE RINGS
IT DOESN’T RING, IT RONGS
SHE SAYS I WANT A G-STRING
CAUSE I TOLD HER "ANGIE, OUR LOVE IS SO STRONG"
SHE PLAYS THE BONGOS
BUT SHE’S PERSUADED THAT SHE DOES PLAY THE BINGOS
SHE WAS A VIRGEON BUT IT WAS LING AGO
SHE SAYS THAT MARLIN BRANDO
OR MARILON MINROE ARE SOME VONTAGE HEROES
HER CONK IS KINKY
MY STONKY TINGUE IS FULL OF BOURBIN, FULL OF GEON
SHE SAYS SHE LIKES MY BLUDGIN CASTED IN MY BLUE JEONS
I SAID I’D LIKE A THING, SHE OFFERED ME A THONG
SONG ALING WITH ME THE SHITTY SING I SONG...
I TURNED HER ENGEONES IN
SHE HADN’T SLEPT A WONK, YOU SEE I’ M NOT A MINK
AND LIFE IS NOT SO PONK SHE FELT LIKE IN A HINKY TINK
UP IN THE WYOMONG OR IN THE VERMINT
SHE HAD A PLAYTIME WITH A DINKEY IN A LINGJIHN
SHE CRIES FOR BAMBI WHEN SHE’S WATCHING A RAMBO
SHE’S A DISCINNECTED BOMBO, THAT’S WHY I LOVE HER SO
SHE HAD HER BUTTERSCINES
I HAD HER BUTTERED SKON
HERE’S ANOTHER MORNONG TALE WHEN SHE’S AROUND...
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11. |
Mrs Peelings
03:15
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MRS PEELINGS
WE’RE MAKING LOVE
IN THE MIDDLE OF THE MARKET PLACE
UNDERNEATH THE STALLS AND TRADES
WITH FRUITS AND CABBAGE
AND LETTUCE LEAVES ON HER FACE
MRS PEELINGS ON HER VEGGIES BED
SEX IN A STORAGE ROOM
MASHIN’UP SOME MUSHROOMS
FRESHLY COME UP FROM SUSSEX...
BASKETS, CRATES AND BOXES
WHATEVER THE PLACES
MRS PEELINGS WANTS HER VEGGIES BED
FRUITERERS AND GREENGROCERS
SALESMEN AND CUSTOMERS
START ANOTHER KIND OF DEAL
THEY’RE ALL MAKING LOVE
IN THE MIDDLE OF THE MARKET PLACE
AND EVERYBODY PEEPS AND PEELS...
PICTURE THE SCENE
SUNDAY MARKET OVERBANGING
PICTURE THE SCENE
AMONG THE PEAS AND CARROTS
BEGINS A SEXUAL RIOT
THAT NO ONE CAN EXPLAIN...
HORNY ONION MUSTARD
BOOTY ROUND PUMPKINS
FISH AND CHICKS
LIBIDINOUS RED BEANS
GREASY BLACK RADISH
PEABUTT NUTTER
JELLY TITS LEAKY LEGS
PICKLES AND BEAUTIES
CREAMY CHEESE
SLUG OR SLUT ON SALAD
TOMATO GANG BANG
LOBSTER FUCKING
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A HUCKLEBERRY IN MY NEIGHBOURHOOD
NOODLES AND AN ALE IN THE SUN
LAZY DATING FOR FUN
YOU TIED YOUR HAIR IN A BUN
DEAR …
WHISTLE WITH THE BIRDS AND THE BEES
STAINS OF GRASS ON YOUR KNEES
AND YOUR SKIRT IN THE BREEZE
DEAR
A PINCH OF MUSTARD ON MY MEMORIES
KNACKIES AT THE END OF YOUR FEET
SILLY WALK DOWN YOUR STREET
FINAL ROUND IN YOUR SHEETS
DEAR
SEA FRUITS ON THE MERSEA ISLAND
YOUR KNACKY TOES IN THE SAND
AND YOUR HEAD IN MY HAND
DEAR
A DROP OF LEMON ON MY MEMORIES
A GARDEN FULL OF FUNNY NEW PLANS
YOU SHOT ME DEAD AT FIRST GLANCE
BURNT ME OUT THROUGH THE LENS
DEAR
WHAT FRIENDS ARE 4 IS COUNT TO 3
BUILD A SHACK IN A TREE
WITH MOON RIVER AND ME
DEAR
A HUCKLEBERRY IN MY NEIGHBOURHOOD
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Grout/Grout Montpellier, France
Parenthèse récréative dans le parcours de l’artiste plasticien Sylvain Grout ?
Il y aurait bien de cela dans le projet
Grout/Grout, sauf que ce groupe de pop-folk en est tout de même à son 3° album.
Vu sous cet angle, Grout/Grout résonne comme une échappatoire : prendre le large sur des territoires régénérants.
Avec l'album Nyctinasty, la bande part pour un roadtrip, le coude sur la portière.
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