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Pictures Of Matchstick Men - Camper Van Beethoven

"When I look up to the sky I see your eyes A funny kind of yellow Rush home to bed I soak my head I see your face underneath my pillow I wake next morning I'm still yawning I see your face looking through"

Come On Darkness - Camper Van Beethoven

"Come on smoke Won't you rise and curl To the top of the sill Where the cool breeze spills Now that it's dusk Someone drive them off the streets Let the pavements cool Come on now So come on love Lay your"

Crossing Over - Camper Van Beethoven

"Why do lovers park down deserted lanes Near haunted houses or homes for the insane Like the deformed son who was locked in a shed Later escaped when he chopped off their heads Why do axe murderers only"

I'm Not Like Everybody Else - Camper Van Beethoven

"I don't take clothes that are hand-me-downs I don't smile 'Cause I wear a frown Once I get started you can't hold me down Once I get going then I go to town I'm not like everybody else I don't want to"

Oh No - Camper Van Beethoven

"I sat on the porch Listened to the rain Smoked a cigarette And counted to ten Oh no, here it comes again That funny feeling Oh no, here it comes again That funny feeling One was not serious And one was"

Porpoise Mouth - Camper Van Beethoven

"The white ducks fly All past the sun Their wings flap silver at the moon While waters rush down the mountaintops My [?] plays circus tunes I dance to the wonders of your feet And I sing to the joy of"

Six More Miles To The Graveyard - Camper Van Beethoven

"Six more miles To the graveyard Six more miles Long and sad Six more miles To see my darling She's best friend I ever had And the rain Is softly falling And my heart It is so sore Six more miles To the"

Wasted - Camper Van Beethoven

"I was so wasted I was a surfer I had a skateboard I was so heavy and I lived on the strand I was a dumb shit And I was a fuck-up I was so napped out I was out of my head I was so wasted I was a hippie And"

Where The Hell Is Bill? - Camper Van Beethoven

"Where, where the Hell is Bill? Where, where the Hell is Bill? Where, where the Hell is Bill? Where, where the Hell is Bill? Well, maybe he went to get a sideways haircut Maybe he went to get a striped"

Take The Skinheads Bowling - Camper Van Beethoven

"Every day, I wake up and pray to Jah And he increases the number of clocks by exactly one Everybody's comin' home for lunch these days Last night there were skinheads on my lawn Take the skinheads bowling Take"

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