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Preponderous
11:02
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Get out of bed just the other day
Turn the TV on
See what newsman have to say
Same old shit as yesterday
They were killing each other and not one of them know why
Kicking and screaming and not of them know why
Burning and looting and not one of them know why
And I don't understand, no I don't understand
I can't understand, no I can't understand
And I can't help it, can't help it
It makes my brain go sideways
The taxman he live for free
One day I ask him:
"Hey Mr. Taxman,
Why you live so easily?"
The Taxman he say to me
The answer to your question
The answer to eternity
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No York
07:15
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You came into the room, and showed off all of your new clothes.
You didn't realise that you weren't wearing clothes.
You packed all your bags and you skipped town, with the intent to put it in your shoe one day, I guess that's your cross to bear.
And now you're back again with what would seem for more, but don't you know we have a certain way that we do things round here?
This town is not New York my friend.
You ate the baby food, and spilled it all all over your new clothes.
You danced with dinosaurs, and none of them were even wearing clothes.
etc. etc.
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How Could You?
07:02
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It's early morning
The day is barely dawning
I look around and you are yawning
With pine needles in your hair
You're pleased to see me
Though you would not want to be me
For though my eyes are sweet and dreamy
I have a tendency to stare
You wear no make-up
In one hour you must wake-up
I make an offer you must take up
As though the moment never cared
I want to tie myself inside a hessian sack
You are the straw that has broken this camel's back
I am the voodoo doll and you're the final tack
I am the fissure and my head's about to crack
You threw a rock at me that I could not ignore
When I'd been down the road a million times before
Is there a fairytale behind this rotting door?
Well now it's too late, we never will be sure
How Could You Do This To Me?
You left me standing there, with a suitcase in my hand
And it was raining on me
My colours all ran dry, and I did not understand
How You Could Do This To Me?
You left me standing, dying, choking on the corner
My dearest counselor, I'm having trouble sleeping
I'm having dreams wherein I'm weeping
And no one understands
Excuse me officer, I don't know how to say this
It's getting harder every day, just
Get This Harpy Off My Hands
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The Monotremes Melbourne, Australia
Six-piece multigenre psychedelic jazz band that waddles through the dark corridors of your
mind.
Keyboards/vox, electric guitar, trumpet/trombone, clarinet/alto/tenor sax, electric clarinet/bassoon, bass and drums.
Have a listen. Catch us at a gig in Melbourne.
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