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Birds Of A Feather phish around perhaps you'll receive invitations for tea perhaps you'll laugh and make them all smile or maybe you'll join them 'cause it had to be perhaps you'll forget you forgot for awhile birds Crowd Control Phish I'm talking I've been here for weeks Waiting in this growing crowd Staring at my feet The world around me's turning I'm just standing still The time has come for changes Do something or I will I""m a Fikus phish Fikus Fikus dreamed a dream for me it cost me nothing it was free he dreamed of walking in the sand of blossoms forming in his hand of kitchen cake and cedar shakes of waterfalls and yellow snakes Llama phish Llama [Many years after the overthrow of Wilson, a rebel soldier crouching high on a hilltop above the war torn forests of Gamehendge spots a group of loyalists approaching from their lakeside encampment INTRODUCTION phish INTRODUCTION Wilson Wilson Wilson Wilson Wilson Once upon a time there was a mountain that rose out of a vast green forest. phish Unknown Free I'm floating in the blimp a lot, I feel the feeling I forgot Of swimming weightless in the womb or bouncing gently around the room In a minute I'll be free, and you'll be splashing in the sea Billie Holiday Warpaint I'm sticking to my guy like a stamp to a letter, like birds of a feather, we stick together. I'm telling you from the start, i won't be torn apart from my guy. Billie Holiday (Steve Mackey Radio Edit) Warpaint I'm sticking to my guy like a stamp to a letter, Like birds of a feather, we stick together. I'm telling you from the start, I won't be torn apart from my guy. Birds Over The Rhine Fall on me Fall on me Fall on me Fall on me Birds of a feather and a featherless cap Poor lovers breed songs in a two-room flat Moist hands fold to pray for a painless truth We dance on the tracks of a End of Session phish End of Session a silent bird / a raging tide a mountainside an open door / looming from the surf a whispered word / a steady wind as we began and then no more / to close in on the earth Reba phish Reba Reba sink a boulder in the water Reba tie a cable to a tree Reba stuck in a game of lipstick perfume flypaper Reba press a razor to a slide cross a needle with a prune Knee deep in the motel Birds Of A Feather (Remastered 2001) Joe South I remember back a long time ago in the days of my childhood In the evening when the sun was sinking low walking in the wildwood Skippin' and flippin' through the flowers we'd go hand in hand Looking back Train Song phish Train Song All the way home we felt we had a chance To review the cards before we were born And to invite a new game of chance Absorbed in the clouds a voice from afar said With the right device you MAZE phish The overhead view is of me in a maze And you see what I'm hunting a few steps away And I take a wrong turn and I'm on the wrong path And the people all watching enjoy a good laugh Embarrassed Tela phish vulgar crooked hut - In the shadow of Wilson's castle - Venomous scorn from a life of bitter toil - In the shadow of Wilson's castle - Glory esteem fueled by her hatred it grew - Swelling to the point Scent of a Mule phish Scent of a Mule Kitty Malone sat on a mule, was riding in style When suddenly, like the sound of a buzzard's breaking Kity felt laser beams being fired at her head She said, "I hate laser beams And Guelah Papyrus phish Guelah Papyrus Aboard a craft bereft of oar, I rowed upstream to find Lenore - Abducted by a bandit or a king from some forgotten war - And mindful of his larval craze, the rhinotropic micro-gaze Lizards phish Prussia talking - As he tried to crush a bug that scurried underneath his bootheel - He said there was a place where we should go - So he lead me through the forest to the edge of a lagoon by which - The Divided Sky phish Divided sky, the wind blows high - [The divided sky chant is part of an ancient ritual dating back to the pre-Wilson years of purity in Gamehendge. Divided Sky Phish Divided sky, the wind blows high The divided sky chant is part of an ancient ritual dating back to the Pre-Wilson years of She purity in Gamehendge. Cities (David Byrne) phish Cities (David Byrne) Think of London - small city Dark - dark in the daytime People sleep - sleep in the daytime If they want to - if they want to I'm checkin' 'em out I'm checkin' 'em out I've got Cities phish Think of London - small city Dark - dark in the daytime People sleep - sleep in the daytime If they want to - if they want to I'm checkin' 'em out I'm checkin' 'em out I've got it figured Wilson phish Wilson Oh out near Stonehenge, I lived alone - Oh out near Gamehendge, I chafed a bone - Wilson, King of Prussia, I lay this hate on you - Wilson, Duke of Lizards, I beg it all trune for you - Talk FEE phish In the cool shade of the banana tree On the rugged trail toward the balcony A child of the twentieth century A dried up Goliath and a weasel named Fee Far away in another place A fading Gumbo phish Gumbo There's a mouse starin' out of the window His car is trapped in the snow He's planning a family vacation But he just can'tgo Around the next corner's a red bird His feathers are trapped in a Army Of One Phish "Northern dilemma Call of the cold The arms of the arctic begin to unfold Sit in a circle facing the sun Get what you can now Winter is on Truth on condition Never dig deep Solemn reminders as groundwaters The Mango Song phish The Mango Song [A day in the life of a waiter/addict with delusions of grandeur.] - Spasm waiter dropping to his knees, sees - Slander on wrap paper ties - Lifting up his head he feels the sunlight Cavern phish porthole pirate scourged the evening with his cry - And sanctuary bugs deprived the monkey of its thigh - A dust arose and clogged my nose before I could blink twice - Despite the stuff that bubbled up Suzy Greenberg Phish Little Suzy Greenberg with her head caved in Soon to let me drown beneath the undertow You better put that woman in a loony bin 'Cause you know I'd really like to be a part of her show Suzy is an artist Birds Of A Feather Joe South I remember back a long time ago, in the days of my childhood In the evenin' when the sun was sinkin' low, walkin' in the wildwood Skippin' and flippin' through the flowers, we'd go hand in hand Lookin'