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Old Hotel - Vic Chesnutt

"I can see my old hotel down amongst the smells I'm up above that ancient city river it's filtered by my lousy liver it's filtered by my wilted lily liver I can see my old hotel it ain't even a hotel 5am"

Parade - Vic Chesnutt

"where did you go after the parade I wandered, searching for about an hour then I parked it on a bench shifting and sulking those pesky little mosquitoes they nearly, nearly, nearly, nearly drained me then"

Prick - Vic Chesnutt

"I was shaking with laugther scared the bratty children did I destroy the ambience I'm sure for that hoity-toity patron it wasn't pretty when I looked into the face oops, into the eyes, ruptured icy chaos what's"

Replenished - Vic Chesnutt

"sitting in the breakfast nook flipping through a saucy book browsing for a bit of titillation (that's what you do, that's what you do) morning is warming on your mouth last days of direct sunlight for"

Scratch, Scratch, Scratch - Vic Chesnutt

"scratch, scratch, scratch goes the cat on the carpet she stepped in the blue water bowl twitch, twitch, twitch goes my eyelid my tounge in a cavity hole I lost my passport one hairy night I think they"

See You Around - Vic Chesnutt

"I'm sorry for my lack of communication but as I'm staring out this fifth floor window it seems like the least amount of communication the better oh, well what am I supposed to say "there's a bloody effigy"

Square Room - Vic Chesnutt

"sitting in a square room my voice is freezing and the beams that are bouncing off the moon are hanging from my window like icicles just a tired old alcoholic, waxing bucolic shivering and homesick staring"

Swelters - Vic Chesnutt

"after the splice when the temperature's nice after the patch when everything's a match after the patch after the edit when it's had time to set when it's smooth then it's time to move when it is smooth go"

Tarragon - Vic Chesnutt

"suckin on a toothpick soaked with cinnamon the boys in the backroom played on Anonymous Adonis he's the one you want the boys in the backroom played on not beholden to know afterwards not beholden to"

Threads - Vic Chesnutt

"your personal pariah is in a wool cap the mirror flakes away take a long nap watching the threads disintegrate like the Krishna beads in a lockbox safe watching the threads disintegrate like the Krishna"

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