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Desert Sessions vol. 3 Set Co-ordinates for the White Dwarf
Nova

Feels so good to have it
Canít stop that broken faucet
Now and again, spill to the floor
Iím up to my neck and Iím swimmin to you
Step in the nude, Iím singin the blues

If I canít sing my blues
Can I drink my booze
I have paid my dues
You can hide like fools, oh yeah

Feels so good to have it
Feels so good to have it
Thereís no more we can do
Hey, it is true
Now I am through

If I canít sing my blues
Can I drink my booze
I have paid my dues
You can hide like fools, oh yeah

Feels so good to have it
Feels so good to have it

At the Helm of Hell's Ships

spoken:
Catís eyes
Circle the globe on protruding white stock
Dancers with green trays, baskets
Snakes slither and probe
A bridge of dog size
A bench, a chair
Sheís so fine that naked lady of mine
Slight turn in repose
The lings out on the moan
The churbs so small
A chorus of fogs step on into streets
Of forest greens, lanes


We all walk in the straight line
Nice and tight
We all walk in a straight line
Nice and tight

spoken:
Elvis bleeds from the eyes
Madonnas light up the skies
Kneel before the potato
And kiss the forehand of Siva
Sunset and Vine


Walk in the straight line
With my knee on
My knee on
Walk in the straight line
Nice and tight

spoken:
Jesus t-shirts
Airport chieftains
Blow-dried smiles
Nothing is sacred
No one is safe
Whispers of secrets walk
Through these streets where my lady lies
Sacredness


Walkin with my knee on
Knee on
Walkin the straight line
Nice and Tight

spoken:
Human chases at their Jesse Helms
Guiding the gnomes and
Their clone children, the kingís dominion
Here, kitty, kitty
Here, kitty, kitty

With my knee on

Avon

I see you go
Through a park in a haze
I donít listen
For traffic going the same way
A simple system
I string em up
I cut em down
Dare I say

A perfect vision
Some simple ways to let you know
Free range humans all cooped up
Naked clone is playing lame
I string em up
I cut em down
Dare I say
Sugar Rush

spoken:
If he senses hostility towards me
Heíll rip you apart

Listen, Iím King.
Huh?
King.
I donít care what these computers say
I know this man-- *computer nosie*

Listen, Iím King.
Huh?
King.
I donít care what these computers say
I know this man, and he just-- *computer noise*

Listen, Iím King.
Huh?
King.
I donít care what these computers say
I know this man, and he just-- *computer noise*


Desert Sessions vol. 4 Hard Walls and Little Trips
The Gosso King of Crater Lake

spoken:
I am the gosso king

Oh, oh, this is a great comfort

I am the gosso king

I am the gosso king

Oh, oh, this is a great comfort

I am the gosso king

The drug wore off


Monsters in the Parasol

The walls are closing in again, oh well
The walls are closing in again, oh well
I seen some things I thought I never saw
Covered in hair (hair)

Paulís dad is warped and bubbling, oh well
Paulís dad is warped and bubbling, oh well
And my mind is up here on another wave
Covered in hair (hair)

She wonít grow

Youíve got a monster (distress) in your parasol (why, yes)
Youíve got a monster (divorce) in your parasol (of course)
Youíve got a monster (displeasure) in your parasol (my treasure)
Youíve got a monster (your pain) in your parasol (drives me insane)

Paulís sister is an alien, oh well
Paulís sister is an alien, oh well
I seen some things I thought I never saw
Covered in hair (hair)

She wonít grow

Youíve got a monster (distress) in your parasol (why, yes)
Youíve got a monster (divorce) in your parasol (of course)
Youíve got a monster (displeasure) in your parasol (my treasure)
Youíve got a hole (your pain) in you I never saw (drives me insane)
In your parasol, in your parasol (insane)

(drives me insane)

spoken:
I'll cut your pretty face


Jr. High Love

spoken:
Old school, new school, shit, I didnít go to school!


Thereís a party in your mouth
And yeah, I wanna come
Lift your skirt up
Spread your legs and unload my gun
I unload my gun

Cause we were young
In jr. high love, we were young
In jr. high love, oh yeah

Well then I think you over for showing up your cunt
Fuck your ass, kick you out never doubt
I kick you out

Cause we were young
In jr. high love, we were young
In jr. high love, oh yeah
Jr. High Love
In jr. high love, yeah
In jr. high love, go

Cause we were young
In jr. high love, we were young
In jr. high love, oh yeah

Eccentric Man

My chest is a 36
My overcoat is full of poison
My trousers end six inches from the ground
Three inches from my shoes
Tied up with a piece of string and
Held together with free spoon glue

Call me eccentric man
I donít believe I am
Call me an eccentric man
But I donít believe I am

My bed is a four-savin chamber
Sheets and blankets on these paper pages
The people think Iím crazy
But I know Iím wiser than all the saviors
Cause I have money, they think that
Iím a fool to them when I do but I know itís right

Call me eccentric man
I donít believe I am
Call me an eccentric man
But I donít believe I am

If ever I want to
I could have the comfort of my country home
But until that time
Iím quite content to have
Walls made of bridge stones
A carpet of moss, a ceiling of sky
And a brown rat for a watch dog

Call me eccentric man
I donít believe I am
Call me an eccentric man
But I donít believe I am

Hogleg

spoken:
Because of the mark on my forehead
Made by the Good Witch of the North
The wicked witch couldnít harm me.
This made her very angry.
- Dorothy

The Northís kiss?
But listen to what
I have done to your friend.
Beware.
- Wicked Witch

Iím just a common man.
- Wizard

Youíre more than that, youíre a humbug.
- Tin Man

How do you feel now?
- Scarecrow

Why do you seek me?
- Wizard

Where are you?
- Dorothy











all lyrics unofficial
all interpretations © thefade.org 2000-2001
You Keep on Talkin

spoken:
The hours, days, and months of trial
Which represent the change or modification
In any one of the millions of components
Of todayís search for the future
May best be translated by the following
Sound series

That you need to know
Itís cloggin up your mind
Before we start playin
Man, I thought you were college people here
You must have some questions
Thatís why you goin to school
You donít know shit

I beg your pardon, I couldnít hear ya
Get up and do anything

Itís hip, the way you dance now-a-days
You know, you used to have to get a lady
Walk out on the floor and dance
Shit, now you can just walk out there
And be dancin
Thatís real hip
But you could never get a lady

Three, two, one, release

One test
One of many tests
Each one has been a step
Forward and upward
Into the vast deep blue unknown



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