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Peter Panic
03:27
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Peter Panic
I can barely even move
So, what is this that’s feeding me?
Such a long way to go when you’re getting to know
you’re a baby
I feel alone but I’m not
Cuz I can hear above me a heart
and it’s bringing the blood that you need
when you’re only a baby
Someone’s pushing me through a narrow light
but maybe I’ve been evicted too soon
cuz I got those bein’ born blues
I can hear my father’s words
They come to me from some other world
But I can’t understand – were they meant to be heard by a baby?
It’s so hard bein’ born,
I got used to the dark and the waiting
Birth I can’t control, but I can make a child of my soul
cuz Peter and Panic make two
who have got some growing down to do
“I’m youth, I’m joy, I’m a little bird that has broken out of the egg”
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My Mid-husband Arrives
02:57
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My Mid-husband Arrives
You stole my bitterness from me
You gave more than more food or diets
No ugly painting or pretty girl has ever made my eyes so wide
So, Lord, make my life into a child
If you ain’t buyin’ no tomorrows,
Then you’re not being bought today
And a heart has less to weigh
When I was withered by disease, you gave me love that’s out of sight
Love I do not deserve, yeah, but you don’t mind
So, Lord, make my life into a child
Lord, make my heart into a child’s
Don’t have to wake up tomorrow
If you’re not being sought today, then a heart has torn away
My heart tries less and less to understand
and more and more to stand under You
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See(ing) Double
02:58
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See(ing) Double
Many lights get turned down
Many heads are turned around, it’s a pity
cuz there ain’t nothing there worth seeing two times
There’s a world under you
but there’s another one too
and you know they’re both worth your time
They’re both worth the trouble
Many people go blind
Others learn to take time out of mind
It’s a long misery called seeing double
But if a momentary light were to conquer your sight
you might see double
Time chooses you cuz you are the one plus one
Neither G-d nor a man, you are the world’s son
Time chooses you cuz you are the one plus one
Neither G-d nor a man, you are the Kingdom
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Half Of This (Whole) World
You want to tame a person,
rate, entertain and worse
but half of the world, half, if not more,
Half of the world is yours
Most days you’re bleeding slow
but sooner or later you come to know
that half of the world, half, if not more
Half of the world is yours
But, no, you won’t criticize when you’re leaving this whole world
This is the time you’re given
‘Oh man, you must be kidding,
I thought half of the world, half, if not more
I thought half of the world was mine’
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22 Parties
03:42
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22 Parties
In-graved by age – 22 parties
That’s when I heard the sound in silver
It told me to choose which thought I would serve
I’ve been taught to live in a grave
I’ve been lied to – they said ‘life is a grave’
I thought I was only a grave
I thought you too were a grave
But, from the dirt, You raised me up, my Lord
and I knew there no dying, my Lord
The evidence became convinced of more
The carpenter got married to a board
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6. |
On The Sidelines
03:02
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On The Sidelines
I saw the devil, she take my soul
I sold my body to rock and roll
And then she come to collect her due
I should have known better with a girl like you
And we’re only on the sidelines, can’t you see?
When you’re walking and late at night
I hope you meet Mr. Right
I hope you meet him and get to know
the evidence can become a goal
And we’re only on the sidelines, can’t you see?
Believe you fake it
Belief can make it untrue
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7. |
The Song Is Singing Us
03:34
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The Song Is Singing Us
Well, we’re driving the train and we don’t even know what’s in it
and the further that we go the less we even think to look
Well, we’re pulling the cart and we don’t check to see what’s in it
It’s a long way to go but, of course, we can’t turn back
The road goes over us
If we look inside, we might decide
we’re wasting our precious time
I know I’m good and that other people could
but how do you get from one to the other
when we’re leading the choir and we don’t even hear who’s singing
In the bell of an ear, ‘tis the sound we’re made to hear:
the song is singing us
We’re poorer in thought, Lord
because we do not harmonize with You
We’re richer by not creating You
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8. |
Giving Up The Ghost
03:16
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Giving Up The Ghost (Don't Circumcise Your Baby!)
Don’t circumcise your baby!
Keep your baby from harm
cuz everywhere you go, they’re gonna want you cold
They’ll lead you to sorrow by a pale moon glow
where Death comes stalking
A doctor greets a perfect baby as if it wasn’t done
and don’t you think it’s weird?
These puritans, in fear,
mutilate children and call it hygiene
They think we’re unclean
‘All my life I’ve dead or I’ve been lonely
Often will, often won’t, but never wholly
No, no, I must be giving up the ghost, Holy Ghost’
Don’t circumcise your baby!
Keep your baby intact!
Don’t sacrifice skin to bad medi-sin
It’s only your heart you need to circumcise
by whose light we’re walking
By whose words we’re talking out
‘I was made for your love, not for(e)skin only
I become like a child, your one and only
No, no, I won’t be giving up the ghost – Holy Ghost
Wah wah wah!’
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Hung-up
03:02
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Hung-Up
Don’t be like that, it was amazing but we can’t look back
I trusted you to give to me the things I lacked
I was so hung-up
All that spring, we were making love, we were not worried
About making a baby, somehow it seemed that would be alright
Back then our love moved like a train, it got derailed by time
It doesn’t help much if we blame the track, so don’t be like that
It’s a hang-up
We tried and that is all we know, we tried
Once they thought the world was flat and now we laugh at that
But not because we know the world is round, it’s just cuz we found
we were hung-up
We die and that is all we know, we die
In life, that is how we know: we die
I call you up, it’s been a long time
The spark’s still there but, even though we could talk all night,
It isn’t right, so let’s hang up
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Honey Careen
04:53
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Honey Careen
Honey careen into a color you can’t perceive
Proud to receive but an arrow
Happy to grieve, learning to choke on all of the treats
Nibblin’ on the meat ‘til it flowers – suckin’ rain
You can change but remember you’re not part of the change
No, you’re not harder to change than a thought
and, no, you don’t need to talk
Marginally, you coincide like truckers and speed
and eventually you’ll move to Paris, act for money
in the wrong roles, rocks in windows,
appear to be Jesus in the eyes of the pregnant and the stunned
who don’t want a savior but a boss,
who want to survive whatever the cost,
who want you to take a stand or a loss
You better learn how to walk alone
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Housewarming
03:50
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Housewarming (On Fertile St.)
There was a fertile street where everyone could dance and meet
They lived their lives like anyone would
They lived their lives like you wouldn’t believe
the armor that you’d need to move
There wasn’t always Time, someone discovered Time
and in its armor we move through worlds
that we can place behind us
and feel the housewarming
We can feel it burn
We’re dreaming the housewarming
and we don’t got much time to lose
If in the tubes of a solid state
If in the G-d you love to hate
while you wouldn’t believe the armor that you’d need: to prove
There was a fertile street where everyone could sing
And in the lines that harbor ghosts
And in the wine that throats keep on drinking
at the housewarming while we feel it burn
I’m dreaming of the housewarming and I don’t got much time to lose
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12. |
Sex Is For Children
03:15
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Sex Is For Children
Fuck for your beautiful children
who come to believe in your life
You won’t be giving in
You barely talked it over from the tide of the time
But that’s where you found it
That’s where you always were
Fuck next to beautiful children
who come and conceive the pure light
You won’t be given in
You’ve barely taken over
Formed the tide of your time
But that’s where you came from
That’s where you always will
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13. |
Death Is Gonna Part You
03:16
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Death Is Gonna Part You
Death is gonna part you, every boy and girl
Death is gonna part you
Death is gonna part you, like an oyster for the pearl
Death is gonna part you
Separate you from the world
Death is gonna part you, you won’t need no divorce
cuz even when your love is true, death will part you
But your life is only a part of your light
and your life is only a part of your
death is gonna part you from good things you had
and from the bad things too
Death is gonna part you from your fear of being sad
and from love that never grew
Separate old from the new
Death will part you too
But your life is only a part of your light
and your light is already part of your life
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14. |
If Enough Of Us Die
01:22
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If Enough Of Us Die
If enough of us die, then we might get to thinking
on reverie’s guide and the things we do to survive
As if all our troubles stem from the other side
It takes faith just to sleep, that’s for sure, it’s a monster
and the further you go, you may feel more dead than alive
but time needs space to breathe or to unwind
If enough of us die and the rest take to drinking
you know we might find that the world is not so unkind, only restless
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June Panic Vienna, Austria
June Panic is a singer-songwriter from Grand Forks, North Dakota, currently residing in Vienna, Austria.
Since 1990, he has
recorded 13 solo albums of indie pop/folk/punk songs in addition to records with the bands Free Jesse and June Panic's Wife.
June's 7th album, Glory Hole, was the first release of the indie label Secretly Canadian.
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