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Nightcycle
02:24
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I ride my bicycle at night, it's a night-cycle
And I don't carry no flashlight
I'm tough as armor on a knight on my knight-cycle
And I don't need to dress in white
I don't go looking for a fight on my night-cycle
But if you bring one then I might
Got no candle
Got no lamppost
I got no twinkle in my eyes
Got no full moon
Got no fresh snow
Got no possi of fireflies
I got two wheels and the night on my night-cycle
I won't be riding into the light
I disappear into the night on my night-cycle
I disappear into the night
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I make sure all the words get said
But I refuse to be paid
All the books free as birds
Full of crackjaw, break-teeth words
Out of the goodness of my hatre
I would love to read you Satre
But instead you'll get Mark Twain
It's gotta be public domain
Turn it up when you turn me on
I'm your discount metatron
When you head to beddy-bye
I'll recite your lullaby
I'll satisfy your curiosity
With my mellifluousity
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Sometimes we seem to be up all the night
Like all we want to do is fuss and fight
Sometimes everyone's wrong and no one's right
But it surely wouldn't hurt to be polite
Why why not try a little courtesy
Sometimes your love's so cold I'm bound to freeze
Like you just want to put me on my knees
You said that loving me is a disease
Why don't you try saying "thank you" or "please"
Why why not try a little courtesy
All across the world they beat their drums
Marching across the borders with their guns
Flying through the sky and dropping bombs
But do they say they're sorry when they're wrong
Why why not try a little courtesy
If we all used our manners when we eat
Or helped little old ladies cross the street
Or used our inside voice in libraries
We might begin to find a little peace
Why why not try a little courtesy
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I don't deserve this
What's my crime?
Look at this, look at that
Who's got the time?
What did I ever do,
What did I ever do to you?
Living in this human zoo
I don't wanna look at you
Things are always there
Taking up space
Acting like I should care
Get 'em outta my face!
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Cheese Monger
01:34
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The Sterility Of Mules
03:05
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Weinermobile
04:07
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The Future Is Dead Ahead
06:05
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History lessons keep the past alive
Remember what the good book said
There ain't no crying on the other side
And the future is dead ahead
Let's keep moving
Bring just what you need
Can't stop going
Don't forget the sunscreen
Just keep moving
Wading in the water
Can't stop going
Marching to the slaughter
Never slowing
Ever faster we ride
Peeling onions
Feel oblivion inside
Endless nothing
Out beyond the edge
No tomorrow
It's yesterday again
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Fudger Mother Hartford, Connecticut
One man band consisting of Jeff Pierpont on guitar, bass, drums, and vocals.
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