1. |
Tawa Golden Night
02:47
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Big night, bright eyes
Up and down the path we go
Looking for signs
A Pink Pineapple on every street!
Deep in the Golden Night
Only You and I
Deep in the Golden Night
Looking for signs
I spy, You sigh.
It's just a bike on the lawn, lit by the moon
and so what, so what, so what.
Do they see what we see?
A Pink Pineapple on every street!
Deep in the Golden Night
Only You and I
Deep in the Golden Night
Looking for signs
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2. |
Clouds
02:46
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Do the Clouds move
or does the Earth?
All that I know, all that I know
is this;
You're painting my face.
Now I'm in shoes that don't fit
Now I'm in stripes
that you picked.
You make me look good.
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3. |
Off My Chest
03:20
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I have Chinchillas!
I have Dirt!
I have Ivy, and
That's the worst!
Getting it off...
Getting it off...
"Hello Ursula, Is that you?
I can help, I know what to do.
We have a cat, named Meowzart
Wolfgang Amadeus MEOWZART!
I used to wake at 4am
I used to listen for the train
I used to fret that it was missing
and now those birds won't stop singing
You don't know me
I'm new in town
I feed the ducks, and
He shoots me down.
I guess he's getting it off, getting it off
I used to wake at 4am
I used to listen for the train
I used to fret that it was missing
and now those birds won't stop singing,
they won't stop signing.
"Send me a message, let's be 'friends'".
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4. |
Jessie
03:10
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Jessie likes to paint
She eats the Yellows,
Yeah, she do.
Jessie likes to paint,
She paints the fool out of you.
Maybe I, maybe I...
want to be like Jessie too.
Yeah, I do. I do.
Come to the auction and buy
Invisible pictures of Sky.
Who knows what Jessie thinks?
But she drips and she drips and she drips.
Nothing to see here, nothing, no not here.
"Yeah, well, the names Jessie, and I guess you think I'm some tea party Chimp? But I see colours, I see in the mirror, and this one goes out to Joda, Jagger and ... Jim?
Come to the auction and buy
Invisible pictures of Sky.
Who knows what Jessie thinks?
But she drips and she drips and she drips.
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5. |
Cicadas
04:00
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Six Brown Cicadas shed their skin
Slung out on the porch, Alfie brought 'em in.
Stuck them on a plate, showed them to his mate.
Six brown Cicadas shed their skin
All over Tawa, Kihikihi Wawa.
Their shells are so fuzzy, belly's so soft
Now I guess I'm ready to get myself a dog.
Surrender to your mind, surrender to the fact
Six brown Cicadas shed their skin.
Roaring like the rain, roaring...
All over Tawa, Kihikihi Wawa.
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6. |
Teenage Retreat
02:47
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"I was put up on sale
My price was bigger than a whale
Y’know i like to drip in the rain
Although it seems like, it seems like a pain
They`re bringing in a couch, seems like an old grouch!
He thinks he`s moving in, i wanna chuck him out!
Drilling nails through my wood, assuming that he could
Throwing shoes on my floor, slamming my door, slamming my door!
They`re bringing in a couch, seems like an old grouch!
He thinks he`s moving in, i wanna chuck him out!"
If you’re looking for a place to meet
come to my Teenage Retreat
"Y`know i like to drip in the rain
although it seems like... a pain! pain! pain!"
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7. |
Petrichor
02:58
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The smell of the rain, dry earth
The fluid that flows in the veins
A tenuous essence
Rising up, rising up, through the rain (rising!)
After warmth, water falls
Trapping air, trapping air, underneath
Things break down, things break down, underneath,
Smell the scent, Petrichor, Petrichor (rising! rising!)
Soft decay, from the first, drop of rain,
Petrichor, Petrichor, Petrichor
Smell the scent, taste the air, Petrichor
Take a walk, Take my hand, Petrichor (rising! rising!)
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8. |
Omar's Holiday
03:31
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Instrumental
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9. |
CYMYM
02:55
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Let’s agree on what we know.
You speak the truth and I do it too,
I beat my chest, and I yell
Now you know - I’m one of you!
But can you move your mouth
when your hands reach out?
Can you move your mouth,
like this?
In the dark, you can’t see a thing
In the dark, we start to sing
See my hips, read my lips
See that trail where the snake just slipped
You see a snake, I see an eagle
Give me a sign, give me a signal
But can you move your mouth
when your hands reach out?
Can you move your mouth,
like this?
In the dark, you can’t see a thing
In the dark, we start to sing
Can you move your mouth?
Can you move your mouth?
Can you move your mouth?
like this?
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Wellington, New Zealand micro label specialising in fringe pop and lo-fi experimentalism on LP / Tape / DL.
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