Greaves of Lass
by Assorted Jimmy
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Digital Album
Jimmy lives in the big city and is looking good in a nice jacket. you may recognize him. he is the minor poet who writes the songs with a stick in the sand, and maintains his amateur status for olympic eligibility
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Jackie and Jay
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Don't Pocket Rocks
03:49
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Doctor Sphagnum
03:07
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My Story Island Song
02:22
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Thinking On You
03:01
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Kimbotron
02:48
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Beaver Song
03:07
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No Means No
03:25
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I Felt Sensation
03:39
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End of the Train Song
04:09
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Fight! Fight! Fight!
02:20
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I'm Alive
04:09
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My Lover
02:23
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A Lovely World
04:24
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One _ beta
05:05
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Well I Wonder
03:18
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Girls! On! Bikes!
03:16
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Time For Movin On
02:36
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Plague Me No More
04:12
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I'm Coming Home
04:17
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Coffin Nail
04:32
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This is Fame
03:28
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It Snows
02:30
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Penguin Opera
01:32
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credits
released 20 April 2010
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- Track Name: Don't Pocket Rocks
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Don’t put the rocks in your pockets
If you put ‘em in your pockets
They’re gonna make you drown
They are just another piece in the mosaic
There’s no need to hate it
Now just come around
Have a coffee in the mornin’
Have a thimble full of rye
Live in private little moments
Convince yourself you’d rather die
But don't put the rocks in your pockets
If you put ‘em in your pockets
They’re gonna make you drown
Put your nose inside a novel
Read your eulogy in poems
Learn that history is madness
Let it chill you to the bone
But don't put the rocks in your pockets
If you put ‘em in your pockets
They’re gonna make you drown
I don’t know other peoples pleasure
And I don’t know other peoples pain
Well do you need a papal decree
We are different and the same
But don't put the rocks in your pockets
If you put ‘em in your pockets
They’re gonna make you drown - Track Name: It isn't though I wasn't falling for you
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When I catch the greyhound in the morning with a coffee and a magazine in hand, I'll stow my see guitar up in the overhead compartment and pretend to sleep so noone sits beside. I'm a zombie when I'm looking out the window, at the scene as if I ride merry-go-round. I think I'll have a drink with my girlbuddy and her friends. Yes, I am alive with coming home; it isn't thou I wasn't falling for you.
I ached for you the muddy morning after in the shower with your bite mark on my chest. Thank God that we met and felt the fantasy feelings. And thank god that we never did make love. But you have to smell the blossom when it happens and thou it kills you, you can't cut and take it home. Sometimes crops will fail and sometimes silos will buckle and I won't be there to tell you love is strong.
It isn't thou I wasn't falling for you.
And when you use your heart, don't lose your head - Track Name: Thinking On You
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In the beginning of the dawning of the day
I was tracing on the tails of airplanes
A triangle put a frame around the moon and stars
And then a heartbeat put the blood to my hands
In a voyage round the cape of my pen drop,
Where the moment finds eternity. I am…
Thinking on you.
No there’s an image of your hand upon my chest
That’s riding shotgun as my heel-toe taxi
Sweeps the weaving of the leaf carpet around
The birds are singing to the cadence of my steps
The river is rolling with the grace of a bass line
And my spirit is the soloist. I am…
Thinking on you.
In the beginning of the dawning of the day
I was tracing on the tails of airplanes
A triangle put a frame around the moon and stars
And then the ticking and the tocking of the clock
Pulled the tablecloth from under the suns feast
But do not worry ‘cause I’m taking a doggy bag…
I’m Thinking on you - Track Name: Kimbotron
- Kimbotron. Kimbo. Kim kimbotron. Kimbotron!
- Track Name: Thank You For Making Me (your facebook friend)
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Thank you for making me your facebook friend
although it's been awhile since I knew you
(if I ever really did)
Thank you for making me your facebook friend
I'm gonna creep your pictures
You're gonna creep my pictures
We'll creep each others pictures
And it'll make each other real - Track Name: Beaver Song
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Me and my friends starting sleeping with beavers
now I will tell you now they are overachievers
me and my friends thought we'd make an experiment
we pulled the log out and watched the water cascade
that night the beaver came
and fixed it all up made it quite right, better
then he went home and wrote his mother a letter
title tag header you don't need to fetter
i'll make it through the winter in my good given sweater
i put the river at rest, i put the sticks in the mud
don't need to question the why, cuz it flows in my blood
you better realize, analyze
if you do some basic research you're a fool to criticize
they're better, wetter, deader, setup
they dont care of you're grizz or black bear
they do it to your flow like the dog of farmer brown
they'll swim you in a circle till the tire makes you drown - Track Name: No Means No
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I better put my fingers away
Your comfort is paramount
and you want it this way
But I saw some of your photographs
And it made me want you more
so if I can't kiss you between your laughs
then you are naked when I'm alone
I got lust for your body cuz I am into your brain
But I will respect your temple
Even if it drives me insane
But I saw some of your photographs
And it made me want you more
so if I can't kiss you between your laughs
then you are naked when I'm alone
And I taste and feel your breath when I'm alone
And we don't know our right from our left when I 'm alone
And I swim in your caress when I 'm alone
And my lips skate on your breast when I'm alone
But I saw some of your photographs
And it made me want you more
so if I can't kiss you between your laughs
then you are naked when I'm alone
No means no, oh, no means no - Track Name: I Felt Sensation
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I could have been a sound
I could have been a painting
I could have been a waterfall
I could have been a cave
oh, but no
I felt sensation!
I felt sensation!
I felt sensation!
I could have been a theory
I could have been a feeling
I could have been a mountain
I could have been a drug
oh, but no
I felt sensation!
I felt sensation!
I felt sensation!
Oh, I'm a feeler! - Track Name: End of the Train Song
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I couldn't sleep at all.
Restless in my cab, I started wandering around in Nakina, Ontario.
Looking in the windows
Looking in the faces
and I couldn't find you anywhere.
It's been burning in my mind,
Burning in my mind!
That if I'm coming home to you -
Is it the end of the train song?
When I'm home with you, it's true
When I'm home with you, it's true
When I'm home with you, it's true
When I bring myself on home, your maidens bless the engineer
(and my engine gets oiled and my fuel replenished, whistle re-tuned and my boiler upgraded, chimney brushed out and tracks get switched, new hobos jump on with their bindles a'pinin for home.. home.. home ) - Track Name: Fight! Fight! Fight!
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The border guard asked me for my country, I say "I ain't got one to declare"
He says "You could cut enrollment in the army" and ran a fine tooth comb through my hair
Day and night it's wrong or right and fight fight fight and leave your open hearts at home
Then I had breakfast with the president. Instead of milk on his bran he had gin.
I say "What would be the costs of war is over", say "I don't kow where to begin"
Day and night, it's wrong or right, and fight fight fight and leave your open hearts at home
Later in the park we had a pickup game. We were marked by our shirts and our skins
I say "can't i be the ump, or can I be the goal, or be the ball or be the breeze or that dog"
Day and night, it's wrong or right, and fight fight fight and leave your open hearts at home - Track Name: I'm Alive
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I'm writing this sobbing on the bathroom floor. Oh. My. god. I want a new home. You've got me living as nothing, in nowhere, no how. Led in by nightlight at quarter past three, find this note instead of me. This is the message. Now sit yourself down and read.
You cannot give what you take, and I have become what I hate. I'm taking your half of the car. I've been telling you over and over again. I'm alive.
The map on the dashboard just flew out the window. In the mirror; a bird that is free. And sharing the picture, reflecting her eyes now, is me. How did it come to forgetting my dreams? How'd it come to train losing steam? I am the pistons! I am the engineer!
And now I am writing this song. (I'm sorry it's taken this long.) I'm sorry I don't have the grace to tell you this straight to your face. But you can't get over the rye. And you can't look me in the eye. Write this on the back of your hand. Tattoo it so you'll understand. You cannot give what you take, and I have become what I hate. I'm taking your half of the car. I've been telling you over and over again.
I'm alive. - Track Name: My Lover
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My Lover has many ways
My lover has many faces
But I love her just the same
and there ain't a day that passes by
my hearts not cast asunder - Track Name: A Lovely World
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I see you scamper cross the floor and turn my cat into a kitten
I see the tender in your eyes and in the blue where it is written that
I love you, you are such a lovely world
To hold your hand is how I pray, to kiss your mouth is how I worship
Tonight we're gonna go downtown and we'll pretend that its your birthday
I love you, you are such a lovely world
From the sauna to the lake then from the lake back to the sauna
To the lake into the moon then to our tent which is our bedland
I love you, you are such a lovely world - Track Name: One _ beta
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listen up :
i count on myself. i count on my faith and i count on my health. i count on the rain days. and i count on my silly ways. there was a time when i didn't have much. i was using love as a kind of a crutch. in retrospect, i was not equipped. does that make me an asshole? i don't know. no one handed me a manual.
you don't have to apologize if you're into yourself. who wants to take cues from this messed up world anyhow? you've got to learn who you are, make yourself happy and true, become a good citizen, you know what to do : you've got to smile at the lost and the lonely. you've got to smile cuz the lovers are phonies. and one, it is the magic #. you've got to breath while your lovers are holding you; save a heart for the future not black and blue. and one, it is the magic #. you've got to be your own right hand. and one, it is the magic #.
but when you look at me like animal, i cannot help but fall. i cannot help but stumble into you. and though it puts a stick in all your plans, its out of my hands. it's out of my jurisdiction. there is no give. there is no take. there is only love. there is only wishing to be able to go on thinking on you.
i am such a fool for you, i know. - Track Name: Well I Wonder
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Well I wonder: whatever do they wonder of?
Do they ever take a moment to think of what they do?
Or are they just to busy, busy bringing home the bacon
Just to leave it on the table, having it go bad
Oh My Lord the situation gets the better of them
Oh My Lord above
Oh My Lord the situation gets the better of us all us all us all oooooo
Well I’m looking out the window and it seems that there is a coming storm
It’s the law of equilibrium (though I can’t be sure)
It’s just that we are children trick-or-treating in a candy store
With a bottomless loot bag, and we’re heavily armed
Well I can’t stop, can’t stop looking at the papers yeah
Though the window of the coin box; it ain’t the window of the world
So I’m sitting with my coffee, medicating with philosophy
Making sketches of utopia and the greater good - Track Name: Girls! On! Bikes!
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Drive train spinning, spinning like a spinning wheel
Spinning up my rubber neck
Moving statue got me frozen
where I am standing as she sits correct
I am in a silent movie she is not a damsel in distress
Now she is singing and dinging on her dinging bell
It’s ringing in the strings of my heart
Intersection gives her yellow
round a corner then I fall apart
I contend there’s nothing like the sunset setting off her ponytail
I’m talking bout the girls on bikes
I’m talking on the girls on bikes
I’m talking bout the girls on bikes
Because they’re so sexy! - Track Name: Time For Movin On
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Is there a quest that you are called to conquer?
Are you young, yet to define your needs?
Is there a typhoon that needs calming inside you?
A list of questions to span a sea?
Or do you feel as though your life is a mountain,
And you just finally found the boots for your feet?
Is it time for movin’ on?
Or was there something you forgot to mention?
Was there something you were scared to show?
Was your policy on sharing feelings,
A bastardization of need to know?
And now that you are painted into a corner,
Since that means you have nowhere left to go
Is it time for movin’ on?
Or did you meet a stranger on the subway?
Did the sharing of a glance turn into a dream?
Did the way they move solve all your problems?
Was it in their life that you’d be free?
Or did you think they’re probably a banker,
But you’re making a sign out of fantasy?
Is it time for movin’ on?
For movin’ on? - Track Name: Plague Me No More
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I had this dream where thick was thin and we were decked on in the 1920's
Cheques were signed with tommy guns and there was something in my hair
Headlines ruled from the corners and I was chairman of the board
Now, Pearl, she was a love of mine. She settled me down while she was being my mistress
I never thought the price I'd pay for ltting go whle we made love
You could kiss a million babies, and still you can't escape the mob
Heels and toes were drowning me in a people sea and then it was the moment of wake up
Followed by the putting on of clothes that I took off in my bed
I then headed to the east coast so I could sing out from the shore:
Plague me no more! - Track Name: I Named My Guitar After You
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Sometimes you give me trouble other times you give me sweet
So I named my guitar after you
You are a blue iguana and a never conquered feat
So I named my guitar after you
You hold me sad
You hold me happy
You hold me mad in shades of blue, in shades of blue
Sometimes you draw the curtain other times you rule the stage
So I named my guitar after you
And you make me a rich man even on minimum wage
So I named my guitar after you
You hold me sad
You hold me happy
You hold me mad in shades of blue, in shades of blue - Track Name: I'm Coming Home
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Mark my words: I'm fit to be tied there's a river on the highway now and I will catch a ride, soon I'll be home again. Silhouettes of trees flash by stabbing at the blue of moon but I don't bat an eye; cuz I'll be home again
Home to be your lover! And never wait another night to worship at the altar of your shoulder and the lighthouse of your recurring eyes. Girl, I've been missing you.
I have held the moment in time we set a fire in your toaster oven and we laughed until we cried till I got home again.
And all of the nights
and all of the lights
and all of the wickedness
in loneliness' sight
I'm leaving behind and
coming home to you
Home to be your lover!
And never wait another night to worship at the altar of your shoulder and the lighthouse of your recurring eyes. Oh girl, I've been missing you. I've been missing you, I've been missing so long. So long. So long. I've been missing you. I'm coming home. - Track Name: Coffin Nail
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Wisdom when I was 13
I said "that will never be me, I will not be the one to funnel myself through such sorrow"
Alan, I've failed and I'm a danger to myself. Please take this coffin nail from me.
I am so embarrassment. My girlbuddy hates my breath. She does not understand and I cannot name on benefit
Alan, I've failed and I'm a danger to myself. Please take this coffin nail from me.
One day, I will surely die in pain and embarrassment.
One day, I will surely die.
Please shelter me.
There's no conspiracy. We all clearly see greatest killer of human beings since the dawn of history.
Alan, I've failed and I'm a danger to myself. Please take this coffin nail from me. - Track Name: This is Fame
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Sean,
while we're waiting for the light to change, let me ask you fan to fan;
what did we want before our minds were made?
or was it just another world?
Sean,
we could move into another city
put our lips to different girls
sing these songs that make us feel less silly
but somehting tells me it'd be
All the same
Sean,
you can say it, are we mad or sane?
up in the clouds still claustrophibic
or on the corner whre we stll remain
What makes us think that it's
All the same - Track Name: It Snows
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I am naked in a phone booth
Don't you ask me cuz the story has a tear
Just bring down rum socks and blankets
I am working on a story over here
Oh my! Oh dear!
It snowed a lot that year.
And then we had in the army
and our Vimy is a mountain made of snow
for which we'll take a good natured ribbing
but the citizens of southern ontario all know,
we know
It snowed a lot that year
It's the awesome force of mother nature
she will humble us again again again
with forest fire, drought, disease,
war and hurricane
and we will not get it any other way
all right
ok
just don't bring snow today
