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Mike Tea in 1870
03:33
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I tried things your way, fought 'till the bitter end
I'd rather break my back than break my heart again
Now I play for the gents, sing for the ladies,
riding the rails in to the eighteen eighties
I'm livin' in the Garden of Eden
'cause I got a garden of weed in my yard
In a world where the women are gussied and preened
I'd sure miss g-strings riding up blue jeans
But that's OK
'cause a smile on the street is sweeter any day
Could there be a happy place
for Mike Tea to find some peace of mind?
It seems to me the struggle's been the same
through every day and age
Stop your car by the side of a quiet country road
take a moment to ponder his weathered stone
If that's all he leaves behind that would be just fine for
Mike Tea in 1870
Could there be a happy place for Mike Tea?
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2. |
Sweet Perfume
03:28
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Coincidence and history made kings of you and me
And after years of being down, you know I'd still agree
Our gift was more fun than anyone who's ever lived before
I'd taste sweet perfume all day
And then I'd say,”In this house all we have is fun”
If I believed in blaming one another for the things we do
Well I've forgiven me, 'cause I've forgiven you
Yes, I've changed my song
And here's the new song:
I like smokin' great big doobies
Great big doobies all day long
In this house, all we have is fun.
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3. |
Old Soldier
03:14
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Technology could feed our greed
through kinder means
And lasting peace crept up on us
like rust on idle machines
Weapon's worth declined to where
they were abandoned in the fields
And I'd have never found old soldier
had I not explored the thorns in which he lay concealed
Grease and art, piece and part
He was restored
By day I worked beneath his shade
At night, I slept aboard
I learned old soldier's form and function
Science now a fire in my hands
This dream delivered to my door
soon breathed the blue sky though turbofans
Borne across oceans
Riding the wind like a cloud
Or racing through space on a nuclear explosion
On a backdrop of nebular shroud
Technology could feed our greed through kinder means.
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4. |
Treeline
05:01
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Ingenious of our fathers to brave this land
But I believe there's warmer climes where I could raise this clan
My skin is fit to live here, beneath this fur
My mind is fit and free to choose to live where I prefer
So lover in hand, baby in tow
and the North wind on our backs
It shows me the door, dares me to stay
then sweeps the tundra clean of tracks
I'm goin' where the candy grows on trees
and the only shirt you need is sunshine
My heart it lives with you dear
when my body is far from home
So when the daylight tide recedes
I say it's time for us to go
I'm goin' where the candy grows on trees
And the only shirt you need is sunshine
Smell the flowers and smoke the leaves
I'm goin' where the candy grows on trees
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5. |
Sing Like a Cricket
03:48
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When the moon sets sail
When the slugs and snails
stroll along their glistening trails
On doorsteps and in alleyways
dusky fireflies are seen to play
I'd sing like a cricket for you
My walk is long
Every step I take a chance
to steal a kiss on the castle lawn
Is this the way I'd walk you home?
Every sidewalk rowed with flowers -
never planted, yet let to grow
I'd sing like a cricket for you
A tree falls in the forest
A star falls just out of sight
Though unheard, it's still a thrill
to sing for you tonight
I'd sing like a cricket for you.
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6. |
The Park
05:14
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All through town run rivulets of wilderness
Corridors for rural mysteries
Bend down low, hide behind the goldenrod to find
a world seen through the hoverfly's eyes
Every crack and every seam,
the grass grows through in spite
So I know the universe teems with life
If this town had a heart, it would be the park
And the heart is where the greatest secrets lie
In between the old hotel and the track suit saloon
is an alley that a modern sign hides
This valley is aligned so that a day's worth of sunshine finds
this sliver of urban countryside
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7. |
Along For The Ride
04:30
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In a child's eyes
the airplane seems to soar among the clouds
And in her ears the highway howls with all
the unknown souls and all their fears
When was the last time
I strained my eyes to see the horizon?
When was the last time
I closed my eyes to dream?
I love to drive, but it's been too long since
I've been along for the ride
Where do we find the will?
A wind to fill these broken sails?
Look at me, all I've done is fail
And yet I still believe
What's wrong with taking it easy?
What's wrong with a wasted afternoon?
What's wrong with impossible dreaming
never intending to make those dreams come true?
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8. |
Ugly People in Love
03:26
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Ugly people in love are the people that know
that love ain't just for show
Ugly people in love are the people who say
love can find a way
Dumb people helping out their brothers
A weak hand pulling with the others
Puts you and me to shame
So if you think you're all used up
hold on, there's hope because
Ugly people in love are the people that know
that love ain't just for show
Ugly people in love are the people who say
love can find a way
Dumb people helping out their brothers
Cheesy nicknacks proudly displayed and
passionately related
So if you think you're all used up
hold on, there's hope because
Ugly people in love are the people who say
You take what you got and you put it on parade
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Mike Tea Guelph, Ontario
AC/DC for the thinking man...
...Rush for the unintelligent...
...local music for the world.
This is Mike Tea.
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