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Sunday
02:28
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A pale peach sun glows through a sullen drizzle
pecking on broken bone two crows
shining like an old black telephone
in the rain
Burly black suit boy comes with holographic Jesus card
Bluster tongue blabbing his jaw is working hard
and his face is turning red
He got a big bulging head
The drunken barfly's story uncoils
like a twenty-one foot tapeworm
all covered with shit
While the naked servant gyrates
whipped cream upon her dangling tits
and the men are licking it
A pale peach sun glows through a sullen drizzle
pecking on broken bone two crows
shining like an old black telephone
in the rain
In the rain
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Soul Hole
04:07
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Chorus
There's a hole where my soul used to be
I let it fly away when I believed that I was free
Like a bird to the south it flew right outta my mouth
Now it's always winter inside of me.
I filled that hole with drink
'til it began to stink
Plugged it up with drugs
'til it was festering with bugs
Filled it with my ego and all my big ideas
now I'm filling up that hole with an ocean of tears
Chorus
I thought I knew it all
really I'm a dimwit
Thought the the world was my mama
and I was suckin' upon her tit
Weak pink naked I'm just a baby man
and the metaphysical shit just hit the metaphysical fan
Chorus
I hope I ain't a coward
when my time comes to die
That I say Come blessed rest
and surrender with a sigh
But I'll probably be yelling Oh please Mr. Death
Please Mr. Death let me draw another breath
Chorus
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Teen-Age Drinking Song
02:33
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Once I drank a mickey of Smirnoff in about seven minutes
crouching in the bushes of the hospital grounds
I chased it with a can of C-Plus
Then I went to the high school dance and when that liquor hit me
I professed my love for a certain girl
We'd been friends for a while but she wasn't inclined towards
a fuzzy-headed acne-bitten liquor-sodden fella
A lot of people at the dance were drunk including this one major babe
She was sitting in the bleachers slumped her head held between her hands
The fabric of her dress stretched between her knees formed a small basin
containing the contents of her stomach
I headed to the cafeteria where I ate some doughnuts
Later that night I puked in my sleep
My Dad woke my up there was vomit in the sheets
He said 'have you been drinking rye?' and I said no
and he believed me not because he was dumb
but because he wanted to believe his son.
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Last Trip To Vancouver
04:47
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Wipers are squeaking beating back the rain
under pregnant skies
Rotten old liquor head throbbing
without fail day follows the night
Bracketed by chain link fences
stand four sets of three scrubby trees
whipped by wind they thrash beside the terminal's rocky debris
Spurting vomit out the window
onto a vinyl awning
Despite the rain some chunks were glued there
I saw when I checked back in the morning
For one brief staggering moment
I held her and smelled her
Before I was felled and slumped
like a puppet with its synapses cut
God bless the friends of drunks
who pick them up and carry them home
Lay them to bed eyes rolled up in the head
stinking of liquor and smoke
It's difficult to ascertain
through dark curtains of rain
the arrival of a new day
I'd best be on my way
Good-bye good-bye
I gotta catch the three o'clock ferry
So long I gotta go
before the sad horn blows
A ridge of clouds like smoke
clings to the foaming sea
So poisonously black you'd imagine
they drifted from a burning factory
Good-bye good-bye
I gotta catch the three o'clock ferry
So long I gotta go
I can hear the sad horn blow
Blow
blow
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Devil Town
02:36
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I was living in devil town
I didn't know it was a devil town
Oh my Lord it really brings me down
Devil Town
All my friends were vampires
I didn't know they were vampires
Turns out I was a vampire myself
Devil Town
I was living in devil town
I didn't know it was a devil town
Oh my Lord it really brings me down
Devil Town
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There Stands The Glass
03:35
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There stands the glass let it ease all my pain
Let it settle my brain
it's my first one today
There stands the glass that will hide all my tears
That will drown all my fears
brother I'm on my way
I wonder where you are tonight
I'm wondering if you feel all right
I wonder if you think of me in my misery
There stands the glass fill it up to the brim
Til my troubles grow dim
it's my first one today
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When are you gonna come down?
When are you going to land?
I should have stayed on the farm
I should have listened to my old man
You know you can't hold me forever
I didn't sign up with you
I'm not a present for your friends to open
This boy's too young to be singing, the blues
So goodbye yellow brick road
Where the dogs of society howl
You can't plant me in your penthouse
I'm going back to my plough
Back to the howling old owl in the woods
Hunting the horny back toad
Oh I've finally decided my future lies
Beyond the yellow brick road
What do you think you'll do then?
I bet that'll shoot down your plane
It's gonna take a couple of vodka and tonics
To set you on your feet again
Maybe you'll get a replacement
There's plenty like me to be found
Mongrels who ain't got a penny
Sniffing for tidbits like you on the ground
So goodbye yellow brick road
Where the dogs of society howl
You can't plant me in your penthouse
I'm going back to my plough
Back to the howling old owl in the woods
Hunting the horny back toad
Oh I've finally decided my future lies
Beyond the yellow brick road
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David P. Smith Victoria, British Columbia
David P. Smith is a songwriter accordionist and multidisciplinary artist who in the past 18 years has released six full length recordings, numerous ep’s, and led a variety of musical projects that have consistently defied convenient genre classifications. ... more
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