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Isabella
01:49
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Oh you look like you could use a little loving fella
How’d you like to spend the night with lovely Isabella?
I just turned 22 years old I’m pretty as a flower
You know the best western hotel charges rooms by the hour
Come on follow me I have exactly what you need
Every part’s for sale baby I’m gon’ treat you sweet
Watch me walk room 44 we have our selves an hour
Anything you want to do with me your little flower
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Audry Hosts Ghosts
01:16
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Tar black night with rusty moon he’ll be floating over soon
Watch him closely as he talks you will find his teeth are gone
He clothes are stitched with catacombs kiss his lips you’re still alone
Watch him float back out of view oh his world is not for you
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Take shape of your table have your breakfast on me
Make sparks in your toaster I just want to be seen
Float above you while your sleeping
Catching glimpses of your dream
Oh why
Don’t you dream of me?
Sometimes enter the body of your black little cat
Pretend it’s me your petting sitting on your lap
But I know I’ll never touch you
For I do not have a body
Oh no
I am just a ghost
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4. |
California Ghosts
03:27
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This country is on a tilt towards California
Those without roots eventually slide on there
Some turn to stars most turn to ashes they all turn the same
I knew a woman she turned into a ghost
She floats through parties all along the west coast
She haunts a mansion up on Beverly Hills dreams of rain
California ghosts
California ghosts
Oo oo ah ah ah ah
Oo oo ah ah ah ah
Oo oo ah ah ah ah
Oo oo ah ah ah ah
Sometime when I get me an itching for fame
I think maybe that I should move to L.A.
But who am I kidding I would fail at that game
I’d get crushed
And I new a woman she turned into a ghost
They told here that she wasn’t pretty enough
She floats through highs the only thing she loves is the rush
California ghosts
California ghosts
California ghosts
California ghosts
Oo oo ah ah ah ah
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5. |
Hold You Down
02:50
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There’s something wrong with him oh probably his dad
There’s no excuse for treating other humans bad
And he would like to hold you
Down
He would like to hold you down
He comes from power he’s got power on his mind
His lips are sour but you’re curious sometime
He would like to hold you
Down
He would like to hold you down
There is ambition the foundation rotting bone
He wants to burn us into ashes he can own
And he would like to hold you
Down
He would like to hold you down
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I can be I can be anything you need
If you don’t if you don’t need anything
I’m a lonesome ghost at the water’s edge
I’m a lonesome ghost at the water’s edge
I can sing I can sing anything you want
If you don’t want me to sing anything at all
I’m a lonesome ghost at the water’s edge
I’m a lonesome ghost at the water’s edge
See me float through the dark of the warm drunk night
See me fade in the air of the morning light
I’m a lonesome ghost at the water’s edge
I’m a lonesome ghost at the water’s edge
I can be I can be anything you need
If you don’t need a god damn thing from me
I’m a lonesome ghost at the water’s edge
I’m a lonesome ghost at the water’s edge
I’m a lonesome ghost at the water’s edge
I’m a lonesome ghost at the water’s edge
A lonesome ghost
A lonesome ghost
A lonesome ghost
A lonesome ghost
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7. |
Highway Song
03:09
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Well my restless heart never took no home
And my weary legs they are dragged along
Through the winter’s snow and the summer’s storms
I go marching on to the highway song
Well the days are rough and the nights are long
Somewhere miles away awaits my lonesome home
Cross the rivers wide and the deserts dry
I go marching on to the highway song
And I may not find what it is I seek
But the stars shine kind in their sympathy
So I keep some hope on this lonesome road
And I go marching on to the highway song
I go marching on to the highway song
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One night all the songs you sing tenderly to broken wings that make you
I swear it’s going to save you a moonrise from the ash
These same dreams that make you ill will grow in you and be the cure discovered
The warm lips of your lover who siphons blood from veins
And what you seek is seeking you
And when you reach its reaching too I know it
Or even if that’s bullshit ill find light in the void
And if you write the perfect song and no one ever sings along but moonlight
Well maybe that is all right the searching is your home
Like a bird through a window pane
Like a bird through a window pane
Like a bird through a window pane
Like a bird through a window pane to heaven’s gates
Like a bird through a window pane
Like a bird through a window pane
Like a bird through a window pane
Like a bird through a window pane to heaven’s gates
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Leper of Lakeview
02:32
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You’re the Leper of Lakeview the neighbors all hate you
You suck at playing guitar
You were born into privilege nothings for dinner
Cus you never will be a star
Why don’t you have a job?
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Existing
01:15
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We say our lines but nobodies ever find just existing it can be so hard
I watch my cat close his eyes and take a nap he’s so happy why is it so hard?
The sun it shines I don’t go outside there is nothing for me out there now
Fight that urge to get high when I am feeling down
We smile and laugh but at some pint feel the wrath
I watch a child all the joy that’s in his eyes he’s so happy why is it so tough?
The sun it shines I don’t go outside there is nothing for me out there now
Fight that urge to get high when I am feeling down
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Toenail
02:20
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I don’t have, I am a toenail
As I’ve lost myself in trees
Oh how strange to have a body
Oh how strange to feel a breeze
All my friends are tripping elsewhere
I have thought myself astray
That’s all right I’m just a toenail
Nothing matters either way
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Ghost Girl
02:03
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I used to know a ghost
She was kind to me but never got too close
When I called her name
Away from she’d float
She don’t trust no human beings
Her eyes are shooting stars
Very beautiful but oh there much too far
To ever reach them driving miles in my car
Even when she rides with me
If only I was the moon
She would dance with me and be my little spoon
But I am just a man and there is just no room
For a man upon her moon
If I was the darkest night
She would sing with me to my poor heart’s delight
But I am just a man will never be the night
She don’t trust no human beings
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Your Motherfucking Song
01:09
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Here’s your motherfu***** song that you wanted all along
That you longed for all the while that you were with me
You dated me to be song so I wrote you one
It’s not very long its not very good cus I don’t like you anymore
Here’s your motherfu***** song that you longed for all along
It’s not very good cus I don’t like you
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14. |
Swinger Island
01:28
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My Sheep are Dead
01:56
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My sheep are dead the wolf is me
I eat their heads when I can’t sleep
The night is oil it hits my lungs
I cough you up I call your phone
My eyes are blue your eyes are too
I look at you I look at you
Our blood is warm the sun is gone
You’re not my friend I must move on
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Sometime
03:27
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Does the west coast treat you better then Chicago ever could?
Well your eyes were always wild babe bound to roam through western woods
Do you still sing in the shower? Maybe sometimes play my songs?
Have you ever got that feeling from that first night we went out?
I would like to call
I would like talk
I would like to call you up sometime
Did you find yourself a lover? The kind of friend that you deserve?
Does he always treat you kindly? Never reckless with his words?
Are the stars all shining brighter? Are you feeling less alone?
Is the ocean all you hoped for? Does this world feel more like home?
I would like to call
I would like talk
I would like to call you up sometime
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17. |
Not Worthy
02:35
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When you have your daughter you’ll into her eyes
And you’ll that you are not worthy of her
You’ll know that you are not
It only takes a moment to throw your self away
You’ll know that you are not worthy of her
You’ll know that you are not
You’ll call up your old buddy
But he will not know your name
You’ll know that you are
Not worthy of her
You’ll know that you are
Not worthy of her
You’ll know that you are
Not worthy of her
You’ll know that you are
Not worthy of her
You’ll know that you are
Not worthy of her
You’ll know that you are
Not worthy of her love
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18. |
The Girl and the Ghost
04:05
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These nights the breeze whispers that sleep will not come
She stands by the window and watches him float
Alone in the water that weary green glow
With nowhere he came from and nowhere to go
She walks in the moonlight down through the trees
Into the water next to him and sings
But he cannot hear her and he cannot know
That she is there with him and he’s not alone
Every night he searches more
No idea what for
Friends at the fire
Swimming in the water
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Paul Moody Chicago, Illinois
Paul Moody is authentically and helplessly a songwriter. Rooted in the folk tradition, his music is organic, passionate, and moving.
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