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♪
True Dreams Of Wichita
Soul Coughing
Signal got lost to the satellite Got lost in the Rideup to the Plungedown; Man sends the ray
of
the electric light Sends the impulse Through the air Down to home And you can stand On the arms
Of
the Waynesburg
♪
Wichita
The Jayhawks
Come to
Wichita
Won't be there in 40 days This, an evil land Brings a devil's cloud Take a message To abide in what you own And there'll be no more No more people singing (Chorus) La la la In
♪
$300
Soul Coughing
The five percent Nation
of
corduroy The five percent Nation
of
Marlboro The five percent Nation
of
pay per view The five percent Nation
of
nipple clamps The five percent Nation
of
Milton Bradley The five
♪
Casiotone Nation (Live)
Soul Coughing
The five percent Nation
of
corduroy. The five percent Nation
of
Marlboro. The five percent Nation
of
pay-per-view. The five percent Nation
of
nipple clamps. The five percent Nation
of
Milton Bradley.
♪
City Of Motors
Soul Coughing
Stuck in the hinge is a sliver
of
a fingernail. Stuck in the hinge is a sliver
of
a fingernail. Stack
of
tools in the oldsmobile. From the motor city to the city
of
dis.
♪
Wichita Jail
Charlie Daniels
mine, but the
Wichita
Jail is a long long way from the Tupelo County line, I gotta do my time Well I aint got a cent
of
the money I had I spent it Shirts tore, my shoes got a big hole in it, Theres a
♪
Wichita Jail
Charlie Daniels Band
mine But the
wichita
jail is a long long way From theTupelo county line I gotta do my time Well I ain't got a cent
of
the money I had I spent it Shirts tore, my shoes got a big hole in it Theres a king
♪
Paint
Soul Coughing
A murder
of
lawyers in overcoats. A murder
of
lawyers in overcoats. A murder
of
lawyers in overcoats, shoulders up, heads slung low, looking like a swarm
of
M's swarming the crosswalk.
♪
How Many Cans
Soul Coughing
How many cans must I stack up To wash you out
of
my mind, Out
of
my consciousness? How many times must I cash out To bring you back the check, fat Off
of
my slenderness? She says
♪
I Miss The Girl
Soul Coughing
How many cans must I stack up To wash you out
of
my mind, Out
of
my consciousness? How many times must I cash out To bring you back the check, fat Off
of
my slenderness? She says
♪
Moon Sammy
Soul Coughing
But that's OK, that's OK, you can do thatif you're wound up, full
of
tension, incoherent.
♪
Mr Bitterness
Soul Coughing
But that's OK, that's OK, you can do thatif you're wound up, full
of
tension, incoherent.
♪
4 Out Of 5
Soul Coughing
Her knees thrust in one direction like a symbol
of
math, a symbol meaning Greater Than I come recommended by four out
of
five I'm a factor in the whole plan Four and five therefore nine Nine and nine therefore
♪
Bus To Beelzebub
Soul Coughing
As for my single self I had as life not be as live To be in awe
of
such a thing as I myself As for my own concern I had as think to think As keep on thinking not so hard as for the brain to burn And at
♪
Uh, Zoom Zip
Soul Coughing
Zoom zip and uh wake up, uh zoom zip My eye like a noisegate the number 8 frustrate and I roll to the floor fruit to the fruit to the core
of
a spheroid embedded in my skull the round the zero the symbol
♪
Down To This
Soul Coughing
Nerves are up and the eyes all screwy Blood like a panful
of
boiling ratatouille My muscles in a mess like a mess
of
spaghetti Hack through the mess with a greased-up machete Hang from the axles
of
a box
♪
Blueeyed Devil
Soul Coughing
King
of
Siam Get the trouble frying. Spoon to the lighter to the lighter to the gun Devil lapsed out in a pool
of
sun
♪
Soft Serve
Soul Coughing
Beads
of
sweat dripping down on the rent check. My Candyland melted down to syrup while I Watched the water roll down. And here comes the lust in phaze, but you're down in Marietta.
♪
Super Bon Bon(Propellorheads mix)
Soul Coughing
Some kind
of
verb. Some kind
of
moving thing. Something unseen. Some hand is motioning to rise, to rise, to rise.
♪
Super Bon Bon
Soul Coughing
Some kind
of
verb. Some kind
of
moving thing. Something unseen. Some hand is motioning to rise, to rise, to rise.
♪
Monster Man
Soul Coughing
but I had to get to town Unbitten, but the way I found it was a hand came down And pow, I got illuminated That's why I have got my mind in my own Hand over the wave, hand over the water, the realest
of
♪
The Incumbent
Soul Coughing
New York, New York I won't go back Indelible reminder
of
the steel I lack I gave you seven years What did you give me back?
♪
So Far I Have Not Found The Science
Soul Coughing
I don't mind the worry following me like a dinosaur I don't fear I am descending into the molten core So far, I have not found the science But the numbers keep on circling me I'm gonna give you most
of
♪
16 Horses
Soul Coughing
that frequency What the sound pressure level means Wants a randomized electrons I can't read And you're still not dancing She came pushing sixteen She came pushing sixteen horses I saw her and thought
of
♪
Pensacola
Soul Coughing
Like waves in which you drown me, shouting I knoe you must've realized by now And by the lawnchairs there Next to the racks
of
guns Your self esteem is waiting Canned up in alluminum
♪
Wichita Skyline
Shawn Colvin
the train they go to independence everyday But anywhere else now seems like a million miles away And i must have been high to believe that i would ever leave Now i'm just a flat fine line like the
wichita
♪
Unmarked Helicopters
Soul Coughing
land Unmarked Helicopters hovering The lord is coming soon Here comes the supercopter Here comes the noise it makes The demon was an idea The demon is awake The scratch marks left across the surface
of
♪
White Girl
Soul Coughing
whole land unmarked helicopters hovering the lord is coming soon here comes the super copter here comes the noise it makes the demon was an idea the demon is awake scratch mark traced across the surface
of
♪
Circles
Soul Coughing
When you were languishing in rooms I built to foul you in And when the wind set down in funnel form and pulled you in I don't need to walk around in circles When the ghostly dust
of
violence traces everything
♪
Collapse
Soul Coughing
I must accumulate Well the soil is rich Competition fat Ripe and vulnerable Oozing from the slats And too cash-heavy, bloated Sitting there all puckered up Index
of
numbers is Scrolling upscreen, scrolling
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