1. |
Bring Me An Orange
04:43
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Baby wiill you bring me an orange?
The evil is building up in my head.
You know how I get –– a little bothered, a little upset.
Sure could use some sweetness instead.
It’s starting to feel like just more toil and struggle.
Why don’t you convince me otherwise.
Be a doll and bring me an orange.
One of the seedless kind.
You know how I get
I forget how to have a good time.
Don’t you let me go on
without that sweetness inside.
My heart is heavy .
My liver doesn’t speak to me no more.
My mind is a self torture device.
I try and remember we’re all the same
but some people make themselves so hard to like.
Jesus never had one. No no no.
Neither did his mother. No no no.
I feel bad but that doesn’t mean we have to suffer.
Bring an orange baby; peel it, bring another.
Your hands will do just fine
To peel that orange baby
And get to the sweetness inside.
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2. |
Oranges
02:15
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Nothing is ever as it seems
Hamlin told me
Parson Brown told me
Outside is gold
Inside is green
Expecting sweet when it’s sour
Mistaken easily
You want an ooooooooooorange
Uh-uh orange
You want an ooooooooooorange
You want reliability
Then you must concentrate
Concentrate on the concentrate
Ladies apply d-limonene
Make your lips redder
Look sweeter
Concentrate on mastery
You want an ooooooooooorange
Uh-uh orange
You want an ooooooooooorange
You can’t know what’s inside
From outside from outside
There’s one way to know what
You want is what you want
You can’t know what’s inside
From outside from outside
There’s one way to know what
You want is what you want
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3. |
Florida
03:07
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Time to go--
Punch the clock and fold.
You forced my hand a year or two ago.
I am not naïve.
Been to Phoenix, New Orleans.
Gal of plenty, met a man of many means
But I wish you hadn’t said what you said last night.
I wish you hadn’t done what you did.
Oh I wish you weren’t laid in a hospital bed.
I’m so tired,
I’m leaving for Florida
FLO—RI-DA Florida.
I’m leaving tomorrow for Florida.
Citrus fruit.
Fascist governors, empty suits.
Gators and huge pythons running loose.
Sunshine state.
Cheap motels and real estate.
Take me there; I can hardly wait
For those mai tais and martinis,
Deck chairs and bikinis.
I’ll disappear just like Houdini, to Florida
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