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Josephine

I had a friend called Joe
When friends were hard to find
He had a restless soul
And something on his mind
One day I went away
And then returned to the scene,
Not to find restless Joe, no
But to find Josephine
 
I asked her what her game was
She said Joe had left the scene
I asked her what her name was
And she said
They call me Josephine.
 
It took a while to click
But then I got the gist
The girl by my side
Was the guy I'd missed
I took her for a beer
To talk about old times
Just to find that beer
Was now a sweet white wine
 
I asked her what her game was
She said Joe had left the scene
I asked her what her name was
And she said...
They call me Josephine.
 
So we talked all night
And I just can't pretend
Although I lost old Joe
I got a new girlfriend
 
I asked her what her game was
She said Joe had left the scene
I asked her what her name was
And she said...
They call me Josephine.
 
I asked her what her game was
She said Joe had left the scene
I asked her what her name was
And she said...
They call me Josephine.
 

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Tungur Knivur

It was a long time ago
Where the snowy winds blow
In the land of midnight sun
In a storm sailed a viking ship
On a vast and long trip
The adventure has just begun
They were cold men of steel
With their swords and their shields
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Out to plunder with blades of steel
On the shore stood a warrior
His eyes blue and sore, yeah
The only one to make it home
His soul was black as the raven
Dark since the day when
His wounds had turned his heart to stone
He was strong without fear
Hear a sound so clear
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There was thunder at the edge of the world
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Out to plunder with blades of steel
Looking back at what was then
It was bravey of men
But time was bound to change everything
They would burn upon the cross
Branded by a sacred cause
Icon shadows turned to dust
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There's a fire at the edge of the world
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Savannah

Another day dawns on the savannah. The wind sighs in the antlers of a few static deer, a coyote howls. Aside from that, the savannah is becalmed and blue as smoke through the lens of the substantial air. The camera pans in. Here, hidden by a few cans and rags, is the dilapidated paper shack of the only person alive. The wind rustles the walls which are thousand dollar bills, the currency of some vanished culture, patiently sewn together by the shack's snoring tenant: Orpheus, the poet - a patchwork himself after his sparagmos.
 
Opening his eyes, Orpheus remembers he has bet the gods that he can build a city on the savannah by night fall. He has twelve hours. He gets out of bed naked and walks out into the morning sun and starts to build.
 
First he builds the throats of singers, with lungs one end and tongues the other, and he builds a whole choir of these to accompany his labour with song. Then he builds a post office. And an underground or subway system. A whole shanty town of paper shacks goes up around the post office which, by noon, is milling with dead letter ghosts come up from the underground to engage in nightmare horseplay.
 
The soft embryonic city has hardened by dusk, and as the sun sets the young windows light up and lead the way home for any stragglers still abroad in these last minutes before curfew. Anyone on the streets after curfew will be unmade, like a bed.
 
[Orpheus washes his hands in tears and thus anointed calls it a day though it is night.]
 
Darkness falls on the savannah.
 
Orpheus sleeps.
 

Pure Evil

Wipe that smile off your face.
You immaculate disgrace,
'Cause heaven knows
A prayer won't save you now.
 
You wear the halo of a saint
To hide the venom of a snake.
Built your kingdom on a lie
So watch it all come crashing down now.
 
You prophet of hate,
You profit from faith.
Truth-less, two-faced, two bit
Fuckin' hypocrite.
 
How does it feel?
How does it feel?
The day has come
To pay for what you've done.
Sinner revealed
Tell me how does it feel?
So pure within your soul
Pure evil.
 
If your blackened heart believes
In the righteous words you speak.
You know heaven will send hell for you
And bring you to your knees.
 
You prophet of hate,
You profit from faith.
Truth-less, two-faced, two bit
Fuckin' hypocrite.
 
How does it feel?
How does it feel?
The day has come
To pay for what you've done.
Sinner revealed,
Tell me how does it feel?
So pure within your soul
Pure evil.
 
So pray to your god,
Pray for your soul,
Pray as your throne burns slowly now.
Pray to your god,
Pray for your soul,
Pray as your throne burns slowly now.
 
How does it feel?
How does it feel?
The day has come
To pay for what you've done.
Sinner revealed
Tell me, how does it feel?
Truthless, two-faced, two bit
Fuckin' hypocrite.
How does it feel?
Tell me how does it feel?
So pure within your soul
Pure evil.
 
The day has come
To pay for what you've done.
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What you've done, what you've done.
 

Falling In Love

Falling in love is easy
That's what my friends tell me
It's letting a bird
Out of a cage
When will my heart, my heart
Be free?
 
Falling in love is simple
Nothing you need to know
It's falling off logs (falling off logs)
Follow the flow (follow the flow-oh)
Why is my heart, my heart
So slow?
 
It's falling off logs (falling off logs)
Follow the flow (follow the flow-oh)
Why is my heart, my heart
So slow?
 
Falling in love is child's play
Just take it stage by stage
Fly away bird (fly away bird)
Take to the sky (take to the sky-y)
Why are you scared
To leave your cage?