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Ambition
04:09
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Come night, a needle
Scarf up the tender day
Strangle the twilight with crows
The bat and the beetle will join
Them in the woods
Their children grow stronger from blood
Star fires
Don’t look at my desires
Bright eye
Don’t look at my hand
Sharp knife
See not the wound it makes
Until I get what’s mine
What you don’t know hurts you
But you don’t know it yet
It swallows your heart while you sleep
You dream of a bear licking honey from her hands
The bear will not give up its prey
Mock the time with the fairest show
False face must hide what the false heart doth know
Whatever you do, don't let it show
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2. |
As Birds Do
03:06
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How will you do it,
do it without me?
Well, as birds do.
Na na na na na!
How will you do it,
do it without me?
Well, as birds do, of course.
All is the fear
And nothing is the love
And little is the wisdom
When he flies away.
Go back to school yourself!
Then tell me what is noble.
Tell me what's judicious
In these baseless days.
But you do not weep
For your husband
(And you know what that means).
Honest men
Be hanged again
I don't fear the lime and
I don't fear the gin
For the poor little drab goes free.
How will I do it,
do it without you?
Well, as birds do.
La la la la la.
How will I do it,
do it without you?
Well, as birds do, of course.
Even the little wren
Fights for her little ones.
She don't flee the country for a
Creed so cold.
And when the lady owl
Comes for to kill em all
She don't hand 'em over for a
Crown of gold.
The serpent's tooth
Is not in the Scripture
(That was Billy B.)
But mother's knife
Is sharper than an adder:
When they must leave the nest
She slices them best.
She cuts those babies free.
You made it without me.
I'll make it without thee!
How will I do it, do without you, Mother? As birds do.
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3. |
Banquo's Book
03:37
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For the swift and the martlet
The blunted magret
Daddy crafted a complex
So the family could watch them nest
But the naturalist
With his notebook
Observed, impartial
That the air around here is fetid
By God and by nature
The swift will never find rest
The purple martin
Does not feel at home in the dust
She was just passing through
She’s too good for you
And I’d ask Lavina
But her memoir will die with her breath
Now o’er the one-half world
Nature is dead and wicked dreams
Abuse the curtained sleep
And I am like you, a killer too
A falcon towering in pride
Is killed by a mousing owl
And the beauteous horses
Will eat you up from the inside
The moon is getting burnt out
It looks like rain
I stated my opinion
I was never afraid
What time is it, my son?
Why don’t you hang on to this gun
I don’t believe in fate
But if you can get away, I’ll guard the gate
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4. |
William for the Witches
03:21
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Hale Wale
Far Gar
Boat Cote
Nine Pine
Tell your future:
Ha ha ha ha ha!
You’ve got murder in your heart
And that’s where we can start
It’s really not that hard
To activate
Where have you been
I killed some pigs
I wanted nuts
I won’t be cussed
I gave him heck
I sank their ship
I got his thumb
Huh huh huh huh huh huh hum
It’s so easy to make them go crazy
So fun to watch them go to town
So much fun to watch them mow each other down
I told the audience I had a magic glove
They didn’t even know it was unplugged
And that laugh was the last laugh of all
Double, Double Toil and Trouble
Into the Fiery Cauldron go...
Ditch drab
Stones to move
Yellow cab
Trees to speak
Frog toe
Auguries
Dog roe
Understood relations
Bag pipes
Maggot-pies
Rancid tripe
What’s the night?
Choo choo truck
Which is which?
Flying fuck
At odds with morning
Dark pearl
How dare MacDuff
Strangled girl
Deny his person
Shark maw
For mine own good
Fetus paw
All cause shall give way
Hemlock
I am in blood
Small pox
Steeped so far that
Bogeyman
Returning dull
Distant land
As to go over
Sew your eyes shut
Strange things in my head…..
Bear false witness
Take the money
Must be acted ere they’re scanned……
Throw a stone
Snake shell
Season reason
Gates of hell
Come to bed
Snake shell
Make it hard now
Gates of hell!
Go to sleep
Blood will have blood
Stone and shadow
Stain and Candle,
Hee hee hee hee hee!
If I’d stayed among the living
I’d suckle my familiar
I’d ride in on a skillet
And scramble a projection
I’ll pour your soul
In a bloody hole
I’ll serve you eggs
You will lap up the things
When you’ve had enough
You’ll continue to suck
When you’re all out of luck
We’ll be even then
Come, Graymalkin
Come on, Graymalkin
Keep it up, Graymalkin!
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Lady M
02:14
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Have you eaten of the root, my mother
That takes reason prisoner?
Have you swallowed the bitter pages?
You spur them on!
Your children will be kings
Your children will be kings
Your children will be kings
And chance will let you say
Oh come what come may
Time and the hours run through the roughest day
As long as you can keep your mind at bay
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Rose Thomas Bannister New York
Rose Thomas Bannister (FKA Ember Schrag) is a singer and guitarist originally from western Nebraska. Hailed as "distinctive and free of affect or artifice" by the A.V. Club, her Great-Plains-gothic style "lands somewhere between Scout Niblett and Karen Dalton, writing about land and space and hope and despair" (Nightlight). ... more
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