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We shred the forest / We drowned the sea
We killed the whale / And wrote philosophy
We took the mountains / right down to size
Ate lots of chocolates / read some books on exercise
We didn’t care / where we were going
Out of our windows / our nuclear waste was flowin’
Over the desert / rose phosphorescent shrouds
We thought it’d go away / as time would pass
But the people of the future are coming back to kick our ass
I love you / you love me
We love to be together And create atrocities
We had a child Sold him the deed
He mad a time machine We should have hid the keys
Cuz the people of the future are coming now to kick our ass
They’re not happy with their modified genetics
They’re not pleased as punch with the videos we made.
They’re just mad as hell breathing oxygen out of canisters of gas
They wave their fists up high and say we’ll get those bastards from the past
We shred the forest / We drowned the sea
We killed the whale / And wrote philosophy
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Nobody Warned Me
03:20
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I’ve been told about the terrorists
Seen the faces on most wanted lists
TV talks of imminent risk and doom
Read the warnings on the cigarette packs
Alley signs about diseases in rats. But I
Still find it hard to believe that no one warned me about you.
I’ve been told about the nuclear threat
Kamakazee midgets flying suicide jets
Deadly viruses with no cure yet in view
I’ve been cautioned ‘bout the possible risk
Of catching scabbies from some forest ticks. But I’m
still in a fix because no body warned me about you.
And when I’m driving home to drink
I turn on the radio so I don’t have to think
Reports of bird flu and contaminated water
The tropics getting colder and the ice caps getting hotter
Green house gasses and the plagues are all spreading
Holly Roller preachers pray for Armageddon
The angels sound their horns as the horsemen hurry in. And the
End will begin before someone warns me about you
End will begin before someone warns me about you
End will begin before someone warns me about you
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Mutant Octopus
04:44
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When the mutant octopus comes to carry you away
Will anybody wonder why you weren’t in school today?
He’ll carry you to the murky bottom
And braid your hair with clay
He’ll feed you shells and starfish
And ask you, “Will you stay?”
I’ve been waiting down here for a million years
Radiation in my blood keeps ringing in my ears
Well your ship’s sunk and your shirt untucked
If you want to leave you’re out of luck..
I’ve been lurking here so all alone
But now you’re gonna be my very own.
CHORUS
“Do you love me? Do you really care
will you be my bride in my watery lair?
I can hold you in my tentacles all night long
And whisper in your ear my octopus song.
People call me a strange mutation
An aberration from my generation
They said I’d always live alone
But now you’re here inside my home.
With your golden hair in the moonlight gleaming
It feels like I am only dreaming
Love’s come bubbling up from the deep
Now you’re something I’d like to keep
CHORUS
You don’t need to talk. Don’t say a word
In my heart it’s all been heard
You and I were meant to be
Down here in my deep blue sea
Together we’ll make happiness
Out of this old toxic mess
Can’t you see that love’s the key
So won’t you try to breath for me?
CHORUS
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Empire
02:46
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Not a Good Time for Love
04:28
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Webbed Feet
03:38
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Happy in Love
03:46
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Iowa Falls
06:38
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11. |
Tonight
05:53
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Perfect Life
03:49
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Fishtank
03:52
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Ken Nash Hlavní město Praha, Czech Republic
Prague-based singer/songwriter/cartoonist Ken Nash is part of a new vanguard of indie artists originating in Prague, Czech Republic. Though often referred to as “anti-folk” or “satirical folk,” Nash’s unique approach to songwriting can be a bit difficult to truly define – yet it never fails to connect with his audience, both as satire and with true emotion.” - PIMC (Prague Indie Music Collective) ... more
Ken Nash recommends:
The First TV Dinner
by The Turpentine Ray
They make my spurs jangle
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Like the soundtrack from a very dark fairytale
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I Am Dark Sided
by Holly Mae and the Painted Room
Swoonable
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