Seeing Earth from Space is for April Fools

by The Original Cyndi

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released 10 October 2010

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Track Name: Beggars and Choosers
Fireworks, and the taco truck dance party
'Nother decade 'nother dragon's den
Fireworks in the taco truck dance party
Another wreck another sink for it all to spin down. .

Oh, honey, I did my yoga . . legs sound the trumpet
Mr. Waggle's coke buddies wanna bump it
I said 'you know I think you need an 8th inch to RCA'
They just look at me funny. . funny. .

funny, 'cos it's true. .

Beggars Being Choosers
Lovers and Losers
Shit on my feet
I can't compete

From the balcony Orwellian diamonds shine
Plastic cup is double speak for Gin and Tonic or Wine
Taco truck dance is(nt?) something I suggest
Mix the Guac with the Hand Grenade make a test
Right about time you're having a ball
Go blow a hole in the dungeon wall. .

Beggars Being Choosers
Lovers and Losers
Shit on my feet
I can't compete
Track Name: Cold War Metanarrative in Fiat Flat
they are, indeed, optional
Track Name: Suite Teeth get Pulled (but not before the gas)
[in an open relationship with]
Track Name: SHIT OUTTA LUCK
What a joke
The race to space
But you had your table set
And I didn't have a place

Couldn't break my poor manners
Use my hands to slurp spaghetti
Oh Lord it's gettin' heady!

EATING TOO MANY 4 LEAF CLOVERS
DROPPING THE SOAP WHEN YOU BEND OVER
STEP ON A CRACK AND YOU GOT STUCK
BABY BABY YOU'RE SHIT OUTTA LUCK
[shit outta luck y'all]

Monkey in me wants to throw shit on the wall
on the cage on this page. .
Is it time to blast me off, count me down
Do I get a choice in it all?
Track Name: ADHDTVBlues
Those kiddos blowin' their tissues
Red and Blue oooh. .[got the blues]
They gonna tell you
They see further than you

That sweet lady
Had a parasympathetic
But if you want more than what you got
You just gonna have to forget it

Took away my woodgrain console
Gave me widescreen for my dreams
Here come the news chopper invaders
The chroma key masturbaters

The kiddos blow their tissues, honey,
Red and Blues, ooh. .
They say 'we see further than you'
Seen a purple people eater
Come through the transceiver

Musta had a little too much. . . .
Track Name: The Roads Gentleman and a Scholar Less Travelled to Stay in Art Skool (aka here kvetchy kvetchy kvetchy)
yup
Track Name: Resume
I was thrust into a foreign land
Run around my hometown with a resume in my hand

So many gaps on my experience list,
Who I held hands with,
Who I kissed. . .

You know I always brought you flowers
But now what can I afford?

We can watch the sun until it gets dark
Stay up all night, wander 'round in the park
Lay in the grass, get sticky pins in our clothes
Bask in each others hot-cross-bunned souls. . .
Track Name: March of Hinterland Ballroom Blitzkreig
smear-icks.
Track Name: Karaokedokie
sing a song about pretending to love
stick it out for the push and shove
much too early for a vow
but such grace with which you bow

tell me bout your mother and father
i know everyone's a son or a daughter
parents slumber in the shadow of senseless
but where we roam the night is relentless

i'll sing one about the solitary
It's just one of those things I carry
Well besides your cigarettes
And advice I don't even follow myself

In the day the wild are tamed
The speakers silent, the sinners shamed
But tonight we both have names
Tonight we both have names. . .