Don't Listen to the Voices

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lyrics

My short-haired girl arrived just on cue
To the tune of dots and dashes
And check that too, it’s my stereo EQ
Dancing like cats on her wire-frame glasses
And love burst from my every pore
Love burst from my every pore
Paint peeled off the front door
As love burst from my every pore
Don’t listen to the voices
To the plod of plodding feet
Or the calculating beep-beep-beeps
Just stay here this morning with me

Then time got all splayed in the stale and the pale grey
Morning after drinking
She was impressed with my knowledge of chess
My uncommon sense and illogical thinking
And love burst from my every pore
Love burst from my every pore
Nails seem to rain on the front door
As love burst from my every pore
Don’t listen to the voices
To your brain go tweet-tweet-tweet
Or the holocaust of beep-beep-beeps
Just stay here this morning with me

And we looked awful smart
We were like two rusty shopping carts
Stuck in the muck of the Dodder
With the generous flow of E. coli water
I never want this moment to pass
The taste of the grass makes a fool of the ass

Squashed purple candle, pie left unspoken
One bottle half-corked, the other unopened
And there in red biro in the crook of my hand
“If I can forget them then you can”
Love burst from my every pore
Love burst from my every pore
The one-eared painter stared from the door
As love burst from my every pore
Don’t listen to the voices
To the so-called thoughts of those in the know
Check the intimate light of the dawn’s glow
And stay here this morning with me

And we looked awful smart
We were like two rusty shopping carts
Stuck in the muck of the Dodder
With the generous flow of E. coli water
I never want this moment to pass
The taste of the grass makes a fool of the ass

Don’t listen, listen to the voices etc.

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from Bread and Jam, released August 9, 2014

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