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Widespread Panic




Альбом Widespread Panic


Light Fuse, Get Away (12.04.1998)
12.04.1998
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I opened up my eyes to see
A land of sunny rocks and funny trees
Guess I'm on the moon again
A heavy earth exchange a lighter breeze
Got no coat and got no money
A pair of tennis shoes to last through May
A crater for an outdoor pool
A few good cats to help me pass the day

Havin' a good time, here today
Watchin' the sun shine, matinee
Never the wrong time, time we stay
Livin' the moontime, time we play

From here I watch the world go by
Workin' in the Moontime Bar & Grill
The word from earth- my time is up
But here upon the moon the time stands still
Got no telecommunications
Cables haven't gotten out this way
The man in the moon is a musician
And that's the way we pass the lunar day

Havin' a good time, here today
Watchin' the sun shine, matinee
Never the wrong time, time we stay
Livin' the moontime, time we play
Livin' the moontime, time to live it up!


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Disco

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Given time, Lord I'd build her a mountain for a room.
Given an hour, an hour, I'd build a rocket to the moon.
Might take at least a week to find the strongest tool
Might take the rest of this lifetime to find the strongest fuel

But she natural, she take the moon and put it in her pocket
She's beautiful, smiling it on me while I build this rocket

Because the tounge tastes so old, can't even load you coffee sweet
When she serves a bowl of lightning, makes sure you get all you need
Sometimes come for a menu, some just come in to breathe
Hanging in the diner sitting in the light of Ms. Lee

She's beautiful - natural
Hanging in the diner, basking in the light, basking in the light...

She's beauty, yeah, the girl's cooking in the diner today
No, she won't show the bother, even time she gets covered in blues
I sing comical songs trying to blame myself
She's all-ready music in a booth, man, if she catch you

LyricsHanging in the diner
Sitting in the light of Ms. Lee
Opening up early
Help a poor boy up
Open on Sunday, all day
Little sunshine rising from the park
Cross the street to the path
Keeping my teeth long and longer
And a smile...

Hanging in the light
Hanging in the light
Sister
Sister


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I've been working
'neath The grey sky
And I'm wonderin'
Still, I'm wondering why
Must I lay low
In a room full of strangers?
Well, I'm thinking
Thinking makes the danger
My emotions they get all tangled up and
My heart has just turned 'round

Now I'm watching
Look into my t.v.
And I'm thinking
Wondering about the things I see
And I see your world
Worthless stranger
And I get thinking
Thinking starts and makes it bigger
All convictions they get all tangled up and
Our heart has just turned round, round, round again
Lyrics
I've been driving
Thinking about you and me
And I'm thinking
Wonderin' 'bout the things I see
When you treat your heart
Hold you like a stranger
And I've been thinking
Little thinking makes the danger
Our intentions they get all tangled up and
Our hearts have just turned round, round, round again


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I'm holding the key
I need no liscense to ride
Dad said that I'm alright


The engine's still warm
She'd been waiting for me in the barn
Gonna make me feel,
Gonna make me feel alright


Well I'm bouncin' in my seat
I try to remember where all the levers are
I've got enough fuel this time
I've got enough fuel this time to remember


The engine's still warm
She's been waiting for me in the barn
Gonna let me feel, gonna help me feel

Lyrics
Well I'm bouncin' in my seat
I try to remember where all the levers are
I've got enough fuel this time
I've got enough fuel this time to remember


Enter the Earth
We're scratching our play on the growth of the moon
Mom said, that I'm alright


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Black cat crossed our path on little fog feet
There's crows flying beside my window
We left superstition on the roadside a few cities ago
They spent our souls, maybe, but they didn't take our smiles

We listen, we shake, the radio

There's a sweet corn princess smiling through the words on the glass
Remember we stopped for tamales last time?
But now the lights from the town are fading with radio
There's another song playing, and we can hear it in the wind outside

We listen, Pilgrims
We shake, to the radio
We listen, to the radio

Little black kitty crossed our path wearing little fog feet
And the crows they're just drifters through my window
The late night city's lights are growing sharper
And I hear another song, I see it pouring from the look in your eyes

We listen,
We shake, to the radio
Pilgrims, we listen, we shake, to the radio, the radio


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A little wrangler was born
I seen him squirming in the saddle all wet and warm
He's such a changeable form in his very first year

He rides on to wrangler school
With a slingshot and a saddlebag of hand-me-down tools
Doesn't want to look like a fool
Pass the jail without tears

Time machines, remembered scenes
That a wrangler rides through a passing stream
Time's replaced by a peaceful dream
Wrangler space

He reigns his pony to the gate of the school
Feather pens and inkwells of hand-me-down rules
Like trading a pony for an aging mule
He rides away without fear

Time machines, new routines
That a wrangler rides through a passing dream
LyricsAnd time's replaced by a peaceful stream
Space wrangler space

He gets off at a stranger's place
Where the girls dance different with familiar grace
He's knowing that he found the place
That pours the coldest beer

Skol, very cold beer
Cheers, to your friends so near
High, your dreams so clear
Raise another glass to the dreams so near


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Travelin' Light, is the only way to fly
Travelin' Light, just you and I
Way on down to ecstasy
Way on down and our own way
Travelin' Light, is the only way to fly

Travelin' Light, and you can catch the wind
Travelin' Light, better let your mind pretend
Get on down to paradise
Maybe once, now maybe twice
Travelin' Light, is the only way to fly

Get on down to paradise
Maybe once, now maybe twice
Travelin' Light, is the only way to fly


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Pickin' up those pieces
Pickin' up those pieces
Putting them away

Not writing you a letter
Not writing you a letter
Not today

Not wanting to meet my savior
Not wanting to meet my savior
Not this way

Sweating out my worries
Sweating out my worries
Just another day
Just another day
Just another day


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Conrad the Caterpillar thought he was really killer,
Couldn't wait to build a cocoon (original lyrics)
Couldn't wait to buy blue suede shoes (recent lyrics)
Spent all his days eatin' leaves in the shade
And stayed when the night set, too.
Conrad the Caterpillar knew life would be a thriller
Soon as the threads was spun
Wouldn't stop to play in the Caterpillar Games
Till his own webbing game was done.


He said, "No, no, I got no time to play,
Got a thousand little legs that don't get me too far in a day,
I'm leaving, looks like I can't stay."


That little pillar he found him a willow
Spun in with a craftsmans weave
Wound so tightly to protect him from the light
And all shapes of water that drop from the leaves
Conrad the Caterpillar knew he would be a chiller
LyricsAnd he wound it tighter some more
Wound it so wide and the ends of his legs got sore.


He said, "No, now I can't feel my feet
Just when I thought it was time to take a stroll on down the street
I'm leaving, looks like I can't leave
What do you know?
What's all this moving around with inside me?


What kind of 'piller could touch the world of a miller
Chopping trees to build a new store
Nobody sees a lonely bump on the tree
Except a lump who's crying for more
Conrad the Caterpillar knew life would be a chiller as he wound it tighter some more
Anybody stands in the caterpillar's place is moving in a standing run


He said, "No brother, I just need some room to fly,
I spent all of my days just trying to keep dry
Oh I'd take a waterfall or a drop from my eye
I can't see nothin' from here anyway, I might as well make room and try
Might as well try


Oh no, I just need a little room to play
Got a thousand little wings and I'm gonna use them all today
I'm leaving, it looks like I gotta stay.


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You'll be, hmm-hmm-hmm-hmm, magnet for money
You'll be, mm-mm-mm-mm, magnet for love
You'll feel, hmm, light in your body
Now I'm gonna say, gonna say these words:

Rompiendo la monotonia del tiempo
Rompiendo la monotonia del tiempo

It might hmm-mmm-mm-mm, it might rain money
It might hm-hi-hi-hi, it might rain fire
Now I'm gonna call, gonna call on Legba.
Get yourself a sign, Get your love and desire.

Rompiendo la monotonia del tiempo
Rompiendo la monotonia del tiempo

Papa Legba,
Come and open the gate.
Papa Legba,
To the city of camps.
Now, we're your children
LyricsCome and ride your horse
In the night, in the night
Come and ride your horse

There is a queen, of six sevens and nines
Dust in your garden, poison in your mind
There is a king, that will steal your soul
Don't let him catch you, don't let him get control.

Rompiendo la monotonia del tiempo
Rompiendo la monotonia del tiempo

Papa Legba,
Come and open the gate.
Papa Legba,
To the city of camps.
Now, we're your children
Come and ride your horse
In the night, in the night
Come and ride your horse
In the night, in the night
Come and ride your horse
In the night, in the night
Come and ride your horse


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Rebirtha strolling 'cross the street
Juggling keys to a small red car
Butterflies and bombs fly close
Like she's some Disney movie star

Sipping hopes and lonlies
Since the big leagues left us dry
Birtha, Rebirtha sing a sad song
Soothe these troubled times

First time
It's not the first time
Last time
No, I know I seen your place before
Maybe in a past life
Or maybe it was just last night
I don't know

Birtha never sang too well
But her stereo shook glass
Leather gripped our bodies
LyricsAs her toes curled around the gas

Shaking loose out of Kansas
First twenty minutes in black-and-white
Birtha, Rebirtha, talk to me, take to me
Ease these troubled times

Won't ever talk too much
She had those television eyes
My gaze never strayed too much
Too much past those eyes

She said, "I know a town where real life's a game
Baseball's all that's real
At night all the faces light up
As the players take the field"

First time
It's not the first time
Last time
No, I know I seen your place before
Maybe in a past time
Maybe it was just last night
Don't just know

Rebirtha strolling across the street
Juggling keys to a small red car
Butterflies and bums fly close
Like she's some Disney movie star

Sippin' hopes and lonlies
Since the big leagues left us dry
Birtha, Rebirtha, sweet-talk talk 'em
Soothe these troubled times

Birtha never ever talked too much
Had those television eyes
Said, "We act like what we watch
Like what we act out most the time"

"Gonna take you to a town
Where real life's a game
Baseball is really real
At night all the spirits lighten up
As the heroes take the hill"

First time
It's not the first time
No, I know I seen your place before
Maybe in a past time
Maybe it was just last night
I don't know


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Rock on my belly, lying on the bottom of the pool
I'm a rock on the belly, lying on the bottom of the pool
There's a man on the bank ten thousand years my younger
I see a face on the water one hundred hundred years my younger
But I can't go back, he can't go back
I can't make it back to where I came
As I hold my whole body under


Legs, tail, and belly shaking the top of the pool
Legs, tail, and belly shattering the window of the pool
Mouth and belly scaring the fish down under
Tongue and belly scaring the snakes there too
But I can't go back - the dog won't go back
He won't run the path to his master's home
'Til he climbs that bank over yonder


Well, the fish gonna make it home in a couple of days
The birds gonna make it home before this grit turns dry

Lyrics
Everybody's moving but me
Everybody's moving but me
I'm gonna make it home piece by piece
I'm gonna make it home piece by piece


There goes my arms *make it home*
There goes my legs *make it home*
There goes my leadbelly


I'm a rock on my belly lying in the bottom of a pool
Rock on my belly lying in the bottom of a pool
Rock on my belly
Rock on my belly
Rock on my belly
Rock on my belly
Rock on my belly lying in the bottom of a pool


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There's a pack of rabid dogs
Pawing at my front door
There's a pack of rabid dogs
Pawing at my front door


There's a swarm of yellowjackets
Pounding against my window pane
There's a swarm of yellowjackets
Pounding against my window pane


Well, how's it gonna be
How's it gonna be yeah
How's it gonna be
How's it gonna be yeah


All the pictures on the wall
Have fallen to the ground
The trees bowing to the grass
LyricsIn a silent hurricane
When the landlord calls


Mother Nature's come to arms
She's in a fighting mood
Greta's got a gun
This ain't no flowerchild


How's it gonna be
How's it gonna be yeah
How's it gonna be
How's it gonna be yeah


All the pictures on the wall
Have fallen to the ground
The trees bowing to the grass
In a silent hurricane
When the landlord calls


Mother Nature's come to arms
She's in a fighting mood
Greta's got a gun
This ain't no flowerchild


How's it gonna be
How's it gonna be yeah
How's it gonna be
How's it gonna be yeah


There's a pack of rabid dogs
Pawing at my front door
There's a pack of rabid dogs
Pawing at my front door


There's a swarm of yellowjackets
Pounding against my window pane
There's a big ol' brama bull
Busting up my shotgun shack


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The barstools built for dreamers
We'll fit fine and find
All the worlds dreams have died
But tonight they're only taking thirsty people
Who've been pullin' on their drinks
From a glass that lies a bar length wide
And in the drink there swim the swimmers
And those whose swims have dried
Take another look, take another pull
Take another pour, take another pull
Before you take a ride


Heir to an open barstool, right there's one by "Mary the Fool"
Mary sees the bartender's knees
And she says that it's a bottle that she was born to be
And I say, "that's cool.. just right, right for a fool."
Thinkin' whiskey, she bought me a drink
I won't cross a word of what the lady thinks


LyricsPray I don't cross what the lady thinks
She's been thinking out too loud though
This time I can't hear the pinball machine
Well there's a birdman playing tiny little sideways bongos
Pulling all those words down, down, down
Look at how the numbers glow
In the glass there rolls the iron ball
And a quarter states the toll that's all (that's all)
You take another look, take another pull
Take another pour, take another pull
Before you take a chance


Look at your hands, they're just right for a new kinda dance
Just forget what your bodies just done
And ride all the waves that the drums rest on
Like the smallest babies do, ya' know the little newborn babies do
If there's some food that the moon feeds on
A baby won't hold it back, won't hold it back


Baby doesn't know what I just said
Baby doesn't know the words that I just used
Babies haven't learned any words yet
Babies haven't been used by any words yet
People only think, people only talk
People only think in words they already know
The babies haven't learned any words yet (no)
They only know what the people feel
They don't really care what the people think
They only care what the people feel
Music only knows what the people feel
Babies only care and hear what the people feel, feel


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Impossible/Jam

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Gimme a hand there, Michael.
I'll give you a hand then, too.
Gimme a hand there, Michael.
I'd give you my heart if I could.


Throw myself at the ground.
Look away before I hit.


Give me a lift here, Larry.
I'll give you a lift here, too.
Give me a lift here, Larry.
I'd give you my horse if I could.


Throw myself at the ground.
Look away before I hit.


Gimme a kiss there, Tuesday.
I'll give you a kiss there, too.
I'll give you a kiss there, Tuesday.
I'd give you my heart,
I'd give you my heart if I could!


Throw myself at the ground.
Look away before I hit.


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Wake up, come down
The grass hasn't grown too high
Well, ease your body down
If you want to you can unhook your safety line
Well, ease your body down
The grass all around us is just green and fine


We've all been waiting
We've been wondering - will we ever know the truth?
What it's like washing windows
When you know that there are pigeons on the roof?


Your reflection's looking clearer
Now that you're working on a cloudy day
And those ninth-floor office ladies
They only hear what your beady little eyes gonna say
You better wave your hands if you need a breeze
Better spread real wings if you wanna to fly
You'll remember how to fly tonight in your dreams
LyricsYou know you're dreaming
When there's nothing there worth buying


We've all been waiting
We've been wondering - will we ever know the truth?
What it's like washing windows
When you know that there are pigeons on the roof?


Wake up - leave your body lying there
It's like another - just another wrinkle in the sheets
Wake up - I'm gonna poke you if you don't wake up
You remember how to fly?


We've all been waiting
We've been wondering - will we ever know the truth?
What it's like washing windows
When you know that there are pigeons on the roof?


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