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Drop That Mop
01:15
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Drain fills up with memories
The way that things used to be
Once what flowed from your mind
Somehow now left behind
Let it go and it goes on
Back to where it came from
Get loose, lend us your ears
What do you wanna hear?
That do's not suiting you
No matter what you do
Don't try, it's a mistake
Right on top of your face
When are you gonna drop that mop, give a rest to your crop?
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2. |
Rags
01:10
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I saw you finger the rag off the rack, now you're done, give it back!
Dedicated to the sticky fingers at Max Pro publishing.
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3. |
Year of the Dog
01:28
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Hey cats and kittens, the fox on the run
Rats in the cellar, hares and possum
Ducks in the marsh and sheep on the lea
Snakes in the grass, wild turkeys
Bulls in the pen, pheasant and grouse
Hogs and heifers, and the field mouse
Cover your tracks, look all around
Hooked on your scent and hunting you down
Fear in the air thick as London fog
This is the Year of the Dog!
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4. |
You Escape Me
01:20
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What's this now, did you forget?
Reluctance put to the test
There's no time to pull it through
Not the way you want me to
It was clear from the go
Nothing less than apropos
As it was when first planned
I can no longer understand
One of us has changed our heads
Looking elsewhere instead
I see your point, it's hazy
Perhaps it's me
You escape me, that's it
You escape me, it fits
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5. |
Astor Place
01:35
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I get my do done down at Astor Place
They know how to decorate my face
20 bucks plus subway fare
Is all I need to get there
I cop the lids of celebrities
Hoping someone recognizes me
I walk in like stepping on a yacht
Sit down in my spot
Check the numbers of the minute
How deep should I get in it?
Waiting for the call of my name
So I can say "Give me a fade"
Astor Place
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6. |
Maybe Yours Maybe Mine
01:35
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Now and again misfortune rears her head
Sometimes just to test your wits
It's not what comes out in the end
But how you handle it
Logical minds will cloud with temper
Distracted and venomous
One thing to always remember
Don't get uptight and make a mess
It's tough and unanticipated
Never at the right time
You'll find there's always tears to shed
Maybe yours, maybe mine
This kinda thing happens all the time
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