1. |
High Flying
03:22
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High Flying
Frantic, hectic, skeptic
Wrapped up in a ball
High flying (woo!)
Double riding
The moon taps in the sun
Eyes heavy Heart steady
Weekend somersaulting
Melting into
Sunday you say
Wish they’d last forever
Never gonna see the end of me
Trailing into darkness
I sunnyside
Uptown downtown we recovered
Spin round spun out
All the way to ecstasy
High flying (woo!)
Double riding
The moon taps in the sun
Eyes heavy Heart steady
Weekend somersaulting
Melting into
Ripped jeans
So it seems
Drifting Daisy lights the room
Talking ‘bout the trip lagoon
Floating cherry wine
Eye spy the bug
Chase a blind-spot warped
Mental mirror nearer clearer
And now you smile to be
High flying (woo!)
Double riding
The moon taps in the sun
Eyes heavy Heart steady
Weekend somersaulting
Melting into
Within shooting range
We don’t talk about it
I’m such a bad aim
We don’t talk about it
Does my shit sound lame?
We don’t talk about it
High flying!
High flying!
We don’t talk about it
Melting into
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2. |
Stole My Life Away
04:37
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Stole My Life Away
In the deep evergreen
There’s a whispering pine
Sings a song of love, lost, left behind
If you listen there my dear
You’ll hear my voice
Singing from the other side
They laid me down in a resting place so cold
A flag draped over by downcast faces
Deep in the earth so far from you
It feels so real now
I didn’t mean to leave you
But this world can be cruel
Full of wrack, full of ruin, full of tears
They laid me down in a resting place
In the cold cold ground
So far from you
It so real now
It’s a pity, such a pity
They stole my life away
In the desert storm
The day I donned their uniform
That’s the day they stole my life away
My darling dear
I pray for you
to find someone, a love that’s true
To know that you’ve made
A brand new start
Would bring such joy to my sad lonely heart
Deep in the earth so far from you
It feels so real now
It’s a pity, such a pity
They stole my life away
In the desert storm
The day I donned their uniform
That’s the day they stole my life away
That’s the day they stole my life away
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3. |
ET Ricochet
04:19
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ET Ricochet
The leaves shudder and dance in the sun
And the scratching never stops
And now there’s blisters and wildness here
Blisters and wildness here
Cream helps, but the other remedy is
Sizzling, sailing after pale-ale-ing
Sizzling, sailing after pale-ale-ing
Sizzling, sailing after pale-ale-ing
Meditation also takes the pain away from it
Got a pair of bear paws thud thud thud
Inside my brain, no not again
Gotta do whatcha gotta do – gotta run
Wha wha, crying, boo – hoo
Are you gonna cry along - too?
Three, four on the floor
ET Ricochet
He’d never do that – no way!
You been bouncy castle, plexi-glassed – boing!
Knocked you in the wallet
Almost hit you in the
Stones, stains, stoins
Bing, bang, boing!
In the fuzzy warmth of your loins
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4. |
Psychological Ranger
04:07
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Psychological Ranger
When you’re dead and gone
They’ll be singing this song for you
And they’ll shed a tear or two
You weren’t always right
When you hung out on the edge
Of the knife
Trying to make your point stick
Like some old magic trick
Ya, we could see though it
Every time you’d do it
You’re a psychological ranger
Aimed your boat straight at the danger
Never seemed to sweat it, never seemed to blush
When the chips were too salty and the cash wasn’t flush (yip!
Never in a hurry, dragging in your last puff
You’re a psychological ranger
You were a young dusty
Desert’s noon-day son
Rattlesnake smile
Shit kicker walking miles
2 gallon hat
unleaded mind
laughing long and hard
leaving it behind
You’re a psychological ranger
Aimed your boat straight at the danger
Never seemed to sweat it, never seemed to blush
When the chips were too salty and the cash wasn’t flush (yip!
Never in a hurry, dragging in your last puff
You’re a psychological ranger
Ranger!
In a heartbeat
You’d turn around
To help out
Some losing clown
Caught between the bad
And going worst
In a dark street
Passing by
The only destination is
I don’t know why
It’s beyond imagination
It’s beyond imagination
It’s beyond imagination
It’s beyond imagination
It’s beyond imagination
Come on everybody start singing!
Never seemed to sweat it, never seemed to blush
You’re a psychological ranger
Aimed your boat straight at the danger
Never seemed to sweat it, never seemed to blush
When the chips were too salty and the cash wasn’t flush (yip!)
Never in a hurry, dragging in your last puff
You’re a psychological ranger
Ranger
Ranger
Ranger!
Never in a rush
You never blush
When you forget to flush
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5. |
Novelty Sombrero
03:06
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Novelty Sombrero
He wore a stolen Etobicoke sombrero
To his uncles funeral in central Scarborough
He never took it off all day long
Sure he got taunted
Called every single name
One might call a lanky white guy
In a novelty sombrero
He stayed true to his fashion vision
Never wavered or strayed
Even while carrying the cask out to the pave
Relatives did whisper
They thought it disrespectful
To wear such ornamental clothing
On a day as sad as this one
Novelty sombrero
In the sparkling winter sun
Novelty sombrero
Unaware of what he’d done
No one likes a joker when you’re trying not to chuckle
When your brain says funeral’s first three letters clearly spell out
“F” – forgive him for he knows not
“U” – Underneath which he’s gathering shade from
“N” – Never thought he’d cause a kerfuffle
Oh my god I’m chewing on my knuckle
That young lad, he was so nice
Sent his uncle off to paradise
While bald pates suffered wind burns
And the casket lowered slow
Some say they heard a muffled chortle
From deep down below
As he walked off in the distance
In his novelty sombrero
Novelty sombrero
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6. |
Dood
03:26
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Dood
He dreamed he was a dood
But his train had cho cho choooo’d
It’s last Choo
He thumbed himself a ride
To find himself a pride to woo
Woo woo woo
Who would be woo’d
By such a wooden dood?
Not his Father
Or his best friends sister
Or the neighbours dog
Not even his mother
He saw the soda shop
Where the fellas swilled, sucked and spurbled fizzy pop
deep down in their bellies
his countenance read “brood”
as if he entered that hip hot spot soda shop all nood
His confidence understewed (come on and tell me now)
Who would be woo’d
By such a wooden dood?
Nicht eirens Vater
Or his uncle’s kitten
Or his postman’s doctor
Not even his grandmother
He strutted up to the soda jerk
All pomade, jangles and awkward quirks
(and flatly) he did confess:
[spoken word over improvised gospel organ]
Dood: It feels like years
Since my caps been unscrewed
And the reign over my carbonation is gone
Greek Chorus: But who can he turn to
Someone who wouldn’t spurn you
Who? (who who whoooOoOOooo)
Scene 4: [soad jerk looks whistfully out window at fading sunset the horizon and reflects on the young doods words. Then he sings:]
Maybe it’s me!
Yeah, just maybe it’s me!
‘cause I think I see
I see my doodness
In your naïve goodness
Woo woo wooo ----- .
Dood, dood, dood , dood, dood, dood!
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7. |
Dirt Bath
02:31
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Dirt Bath
Take a break from migration
Oh what a sensation
Dirt bath
You can shake, you can shuffle
You can rattle, you can ruffle
Dirt bath
Dirt bath
Dirt bath
Dirt bath
Dirt bath
Dirt bath
Close your beady little eyes
You can get a new disguise in a
Dirt bath
Get your thing together and
Shake your tail feathers in a
Dirt bath
Dirt bath
Dirt bath
Dirt bath
Dirt bath
Find a little spot and
Give it all you got in a
Dirt bath
Any old season
You don’t need a reason for a
Dirt bath
Dirt bath
Dirt bath
Dirt bath
Dirt bath
Look out everybody
He’s coming from behind!
I see his crazy kitty teeth and
His crazy kitty eyes
Time to Fly!!
Dirt bath
Dirt bath
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8. |
Your Neighbours Eyes
02:55
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Your Neighbours Eyes
A mid day beer, out on the stoop
Neighbours eyes, start to droop
All the straight lines, I thought I knew
Are wavy and askew
Your neighbours eyes (Your neighbours eyes)
Your neighbours eyes (Your neighbours eyes)
Your neighbours eyes (Your neighbours eyes)
Your neighbours eyes (Your neighbours eyes)
Evaporat-ed dopamine
Low and lonely
The yellow sun, dips down below
But the heat, it never goes
Your neighbours eyes (Your neighbours eyes)
Your neighbours eyes (Your neighbours eyes)
Your neighbours eyes (Your neighbours eyes)
Your neighbours eyes (Your neighbours eyes)
The wind blows cinders and it’s hard to breath
The midnight bell tolls
As we wait for a reprieve
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9. |
Whatcha Gonna Do
02:26
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Whatcha Gonna Do?
Rain drops, morning dew
The world speaks out to you
Oooh oooh
What are you going to do?
Walk downtown as people
Slowly come into view
Just like the movies
Unfold in front of you
Pixellated store front say
80% off, but not today
Oooh oooh
What are you going to do?
Walk downtown as people
Slowly come into view
Just like the movies
Unfold in front of you
Reflection shows
Corner shop toes
Bump in the score
Finding the door – Re energize
Granny knows
Scrutinize
Oh my such a storm
You should never lie
…so she says
Paint daubs, just a few
The sun’s impression starts anew
Oooh oooh
What are you going to do?
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10. |
Dani
02:46
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Dani
Dani had a moment of clarity
She understood who she was
And how it had to be
How it had to be
She took a giant leap with her faith inside
She landed on her feet
Ready to ride
Ready to ride
It’s anyone’s guess
In this small town
When pride’s all you got and someone makes it out
When pride’s all you got and someone makes it out
Deep down in Mexico
‘Neath the burning city lights
Dani left them there
After the chaos of the fight
Chaos of the fight
It’s anyone’s guess
In this small town
When pride’s all you got and someone makes it out
When pride’s all you got and someone makes it out
Walking all alone
Going downtown
We all knew
Every time
She’d go out
We all knew
Two men looking grim
Dani standing tall
Could’ve been she was the reason for it all
Could’ve been she was the reason for it all
Two men looking grim
Dani standing tall
Could’ve been she was the reason for it all
Could’ve been she was the reason for it all
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Psychological Rangers Toronto, Ontario
While toeing the line between heartwarming and flat out bizarre, Matthew Bailey, Dave Clark and Graeme Moffatt embody characters and spin narratives that favour an eclectic cast of underdogs. Bowing in submission to their collective id, they embark on absurdist journeys aiming to express universal truths but happily settling for a laugh. ... more
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