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Stables And Chairs - Portugal The Man

"I met a face with ring rounded pocket eyes That shaped folded banks inside As he shivered out thoughts They went: "golden and pale wind whispers breathe New Orleans" Through basements and racetracks"

How The Leopard Got Its Spots - Portugal The Man

"Palms are fitted black and finely tuned To triggers that cause bodies that tremble But this mud looks shallow from the beach When we hide behind such ugly faces And the dark eyed woman lifts her head "Why"

Horse Warming Party - Portugal The Man

"Born and raised that giant was a fighter. Mississippi. On that canvas. Dirty streets. The people stood up to wave those white flags The devil had died through the valley. In the city. Down south."

Kill Me The King - Portugal The Man

"Basking briefly in this overeating indulgence of insides But I fear hes lower than before Though he's stronger than he looks Hes made of feathers mixed with oil and small servings Of hands and feet"

Bad Bad Levi Brown - Portugal The Man

"If I were a bear, I'd be the greatest of all With a speech like god so dark and foreboding Standing up tall from the top of that hill Id growl up your fears from down below Theyre restless spinning"

Guns... Guns... Guns - Portugal The Man

"Where have all the people gone Whose lives are no longer of use to them But this system bites habit forming But this single file is so contagious But black eyes breed gossip Like these perverse and"

Waiter - Portugal The Man

"Under blankets these hills cover neatly Well take steps to make sure our failures are hidden But its hard when our voices echo over ripples? That form on the lakes and the edges they prey on we'll shine"

Elephants - Portugal The Man

"Conductor stood up and took role call He sent love and happiness into the next car "Are you in today?" The bags are in and we plan no stops? Just fearing sleeping in the box Are you in today? Who"

Aka M80 The Wolf - Portugal The Man

"Through crooked teeth and mouthed up ties They spit you up river just like all those lions That walked the banks They said, "Paint me that river And would you use only blues With a brilliant big"

Gold Fronts - Portugal The Man

"The sun bent down and spoke with the last of the lips They spoke of hell and things they'd never miss Bridge shelter and the cold creek bed That breaks backs and leads eyes down Until faces drag against"

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