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Motel Room
04:56
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Night is here in my veins
I’m losing again
And not much remains
Come
Lay down next to me
I’ll tell you a bit
Of who I used to be
I was a handsome
Golden boy you see
Full of summer
Morning poetry
Dawn
A soft winter’s day
A room full of dope
And cheap lingerie
I love you my friend
And though we just met
You’re at least as lost
As me
So let’s close the drapes
And lose the new day
And see how dark
We can be
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2. |
Samurai
06:25
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Lay me down
On the street
Where the hobos meet
Southern day dreams
I don’t know
Which way the wind blows
But I’ll tell you what
comes and goes
People grow old and die
Cold like a Samurai
Under a dim, breathtaking winter sky
Perrier c’est foux
Lonely days
By the sea
Watch the ships go by
Taiwanese
Half as old
As the sky seems
In my larger dreams
Mangosteen
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3. |
Queenie
04:28
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When I see
My life of sin
All the creeps
That I have been
Makes me wonder why
You stayed
You’re my Queen
Of Summer Rain
You make it all OK
My Queen of Summer Rain
Underneath
The falling stars
We live our lives
With heavy hearts
This world can make you
Want to die
But there’s another world
On high
You make it all OK
My Queen of Summer Rain
Soon I’ll be on a plane
And home with you again
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4. |
1980
04:50
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Long drives
Over the veldt
Head full of songs
Boxcars
Old European
Occupied zones
Grey day
Welfare hotel
Lost in the stars
With her
All of my fears
Melt in the dawn
Milk tea
Under the midnight sun
Not sure
Why we were ever born
Storm clouds
In the afternoon
Lonely
In my hotel room
Late June
Lost latitudes
The transistor hums
Street cars
Indigo blue
Roll through the slums
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5. |
Rainy Night
03:12
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At 14
He was an adolescent
Beauty Queen
Slammin’ speed
And working on the NY streets
Oh Dear!
All the boys
With their leather
And peroxide
Rouge on pockmarked cheeks
Always drifting east
O templo de querer (x3)
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6. |
Genoa
06:29
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At the weekend
Face down
Teargas and barricades
Downtown
Ahhh –
Seattle
D.C.
Gunships in Genoa
Not me
Anarchists
Tearin’ up the Beltway
Molotovs
As if they knew
The right way
I promise not to tell
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7. |
Trona
04:30
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Daylight
Waits for me
On the back of night
Trona (x4)
Low Tide
Rusting hulls
Barroom fights
Trona (x4)
Daylight
Makes me feel
Cold inside
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8. |
Xanax and 3 Hours of TV
03:17
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In this land of plenty
What happened to our dreams
Can’t even find a mangosteen
Can’t find an e.e. cummings
Or a Martin Luther King
Just online porn & SUVs
I don’t care much anymore
The world seems sad and lonely
I lay down on the floor
And try to sleep
And dream about the days
When life was more than
Just a Xanax and 3 hrs of TV
Where are all the grandmas
The Mark Twains & the Beats
What happened to our make believe
The smell of toast on Sundays
Or falling space debris
The freighters slowly cross the sea
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9. |
High Life
03:26
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High life
Sing me a sweet song
You used
To think I was grand
Downtown
Chelsea and Soho
I held
The world in my hand
I flew
The Concorde to Paris
Sniffed lines
Of cocaine for free
Champagne
And mangoes for breakfast
Warm nights
And dawns by the sea
OD’ed
In the afternoon
With her diamonds and pearls
And a burnt spoon
Now I’m
A little bit older
And I’m
In need of a friend
I’ve got
Some pills and some liquor
And soon
I’ll see you again
OD’ed… etc.
Honey
What you gonna do
When your beauty and youth
Are behind you?
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10. |
North Koreatown
06:20
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We’re all just dreamers
From North Koreatown
We have no future
Just helicopter sounds
The last survivors
From days pre-MTV
Our fate’s to wander
In search of poetry
Pink champagne
And nickelbags of weed
Afternoons
On the RTD
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11. |
Late Night Lullaby
14:34
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Lay me down
Milo brown
Fast asleep
Like a little
Cherub bean
Like a little
Cherub bean
I’ve traveled far
And I’ve traveled wide
And I’ve seen some things
That I’d rather leave behind
That I’d rather leave behind
Lay me down
Milo Brown
Sweetest thing
That has ever come around
That has ever come around
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BRAZZAVILLE Barcelona, Spain
Born in the Summer of Love to a Jewish mother and a Canadian father, David's attraction to exotic climes was nurtured at an
impressionable age by his father, a trucker, with whom David rode shotgun while he hauled shipping containers from the ports of San Pedro to the Southern Pacific train yards.
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