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Trees
02:06
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Trees are hella fascinating
Among the grey, they're green
There's cobwebs on the outside
And they're crawling
With the critters they've got in them
Did you know that rats live in your trees?
So when you cut the trees down in your yard,
The rats escape to your house
One of 'em dies in the vents
The whole place starts to smell like death
And it wasn't the death of that mouse
I think it's the stench of a tree that's gone too soon
I can't breathe!
I can't breathe!
The Amazon is burning
The red flames burn to ash for
All you useless, lifeless green
I miss the trees
I don't know what to do and I'm sorry
I am just a bird
Singing songs up on a branch
The kids playing down below
They learn the things that I forget
What do I know?
I'm just a bird
I'm just a bird and I miss the trees
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2. |
Other People
02:36
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I've been cheating on you in my head
But I don't know what's real
I know that I vibe with you
So what if I vibe with her?
And love can give you peace of mind
If i'd stay yours and you'd stay mine
Why can't anybody stay together?
I can see myself with other people, just you can't
You can see yourself with other people, just I can't
You've been cheating on me in your bed
I'm pretty sure that's real
And I keep losing sleep
As clarity comes near
And love could open up your mind
If you'd stay yours and I'd stay mine
Why can't anybody stay together?
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3. |
Life of a Mailman
03:27
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O, gangly cypress pine
You overgrown lichen
Inhale the jasmine vine
You're my favorite smell and
You grabbed a hold of me
In the misty morning
You grabbed a hold of me
All your mommin' and poppin'
I came here to escape
The life of a mailman
They worked me like a slave
I was coming home broken
They grabbed a hold of me
Over 60 hours a week
They grabbed a hold of me
I was kicking and screaming
Om shanti
In between is among
And enough is enough
I never thought I'd be
In love with a felon
You taught me to believe
That there's power in presence
You grabbed a hold of me
With your squeaky door laugh
And you grabbed a hold of me
Falling out of a handstand
Om shanti
In between is among
And enough is enough
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4. |
Sweet (11th Ave. REMIX)
02:50
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I still remember when I crashed your car
I called you up and you called a tow truck
And right away, you asked me if I was alright
We didn't speak again of it after that night
When you and mom split, you could have been worse
We met your new chick and she was way cool
On Friday nights, we'd drive up to Oakland
Kayakin' up a storm at Lake Merritt
You taught me how to shop at Goodwill
Look at my shirt, it cost me a dollar
And you were sweet to me
I won't forget Mom! I know you tried hard
You lost the guy you'd been with since college
The Philippine Islands can't get you to Canada
Suburban town, Northern California
You weren't there because you always worked
Dad tried to help but he was bipiolar
Well he moved me out with him to Las Vegas
I made friends with a nerdy group of white kids
I wouldn't call you for months on end
Ten years apart but you were always visiting
And you were sweet to me
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Horror Films
02:54
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Last night, Jannella had me watch
A horror film that's set in New Orleans
Oh wait, I'm sorry
that's pronounced New Orleans
Afterward I went outside to
Smoke the last half of my cigarette
But I was spooked, man
I just couldn't enjoy it
So what's got me so paranoid?
My friend Karin told me to look
Behind the gore at all the horror
There's something else at play
Behind the masks and knives and '80s blood
The moving apparitions
Is it misogyny inside the home?
My lack of real ambition?
You think your life is miscellaneous?
Well life is miscellaneous!
Can you even imagine?
Just try again without your voice
Try a life of living everyday,
You're just walking down the street
What makes you look over your shoulder?
Does someone want you dead?
Try a life where people want me dead
A life where people want me dead
I'm looking t'ward the branches--
A dirty rope around my neck
I've got a horror film inside my head
A horror film inside my head
I haven't got a reason!
Will someone turn it off?
I've got a horror film inside my head
A horror film inside
I haven't gotten a reason!
Shit's feeling pretty real
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6. |
Airhead
04:11
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Airhead!
I'd never been called out
I'm not stupid
But I guess I forget
Far off!
Right behind the screen
Tik Tok links and messages to me
I know
My home's catching fire
Broken
Bagged up for the coroner
Take me!
Let's go for a walk
Run your dogs out over dark blocks
Feelings!
They're always hard to say
Both my folks wanna vote the wrong way
I know
My home's catching fire
Broken
Backed up in the corner again
You are a quiet place for me
Airhead!
It's all I've ever been
I'm not dumb but fuck if I don't pretend
Far off!
Right behind the trees
UFOs are scheming to steal me
Feelings!
They're always hard to say
I feel crazy driving the wrong way
Take me!
Far beyond the sky
Room for your dog right between you and I
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Chris Mendoza Nevada
Chris Mendoza is a performing songwriter based between Las Vegas and San Francisco.
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