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MY SWEET ONE phish

My sweet one, I'll call you my sweet one You're my only true sweet one With my all, I'll call you my sweet one >From far away, I'll say your name Oh with you, I'd travel thick And with

Loving Cup Phish

I'm the man on the mountain Come on up I'm the plowman in the valley With a face full of mud Yes I'm fumbling And I know my car don't start Yes I'm stumbling And I know I play a bad guitar Give me little

BILLY BREATHES phish

Tumbling greens, a pick-up screams alone above the square Whoa, sing softly Above the trees where Billy breathes we float upon the air Whoa, oh Softly sing sweet songs Softly sing sweet

Rocky Top Phish

Wish that I was on old Rocky Top Down in the Tennessee hills Ain't no smoggy smoke on Rocky Top Ain't no telephone bills Once I had a girl on Rocky Top Half bear, the other half cat Wild as a mink, but sweet

RIFT phish

Last night, in the moments my thoughts were adrift And coasting a terrace, approaching a rift Through which I could spy several glimpses beneath Of the darkness the light from above could not

The Connection Phish

"When I see the connection Though I see I don't stare Though I see I don't stare When I'm lost in my reflection Though I see I don't stare Though I see I don't stare Then I change my direction One foot

My Friend My Friend phish

My Friend My Friend Original: David McCallum My friend, my friend he's got a knife, a statement from his former life - When he was easy but alone beside him was an empty throne - But what of silver

CHARACTER ZERO phish

I was taught a month ago To bide my time and take it slow But then I learned just yesterday To rush and never waste the day Well I'm convinced the whole day long That all I learn is always

Heavy Things phish

aside, I moved to where they뭗 hoped I뭗 be Vanessa calls me on the phone, reminding me I am not alone I fuss and quake and cavatate, I tried to speak and turned to stone Till she reaches through my

Frankie Says phish

somehow relax the world will spin beside itself and suck you in with threats and hopes beyond compare I change the landscape as I pass meandering from sand to glass I suction there for one

POOR HEART phish

You won't steal my poor heart again You won't steal my poor heart again You won't steal my tape recorder I'll call the Lord and he'll put you in the pen You won't steal that thing again

Nothing Phish

"Nothing's ensconced Nothing's entrenched Nothing's entangled or twisted or wrenched Everything smoothly flows right through my head What I had hoped might linger is swept off instead Tunnels and channels

Silent in the Morning phish

Silent in the Morning My glance is always darting, when I stroll the avenue - Avoiding all the obstacles that terrorize my view - If you are here with me, I trust you to lead the way - When you're not

Army Of One Phish

seep Into foundations, centers of joy To weaken and crumble Search and destroy Light up the city Hiding so strange You'd better take cover It's love at close range Oh solo mission Cover of dark Army of one

GUELAH PAPYRUS phish

craft bereft of oar I rowed upstream to find Lenore Abducted by a bandit or A king from some forgotten war And mindful of his larval craze The rhinotropic micro-gaze Ignored it and to my

Brian and Robert phish

if you're just staring at your walls observing echoing footfalls from tenants wandering distant halls then this one is for you if children playing all around to you is noise not pleasant

Two Versions Of Me Phish

"Ten mountains stand tall Nine seasons since fall Eight eons of sand Seven oceans began Now there is none No more light from the sun Now waters run free No more fish in the sea One more name on the slate

Possum phish

mountain baby- Where the people come to pray- I come from atop the mountain baby- Where the people come to pray- There ain't no truth in action- 'Less you believe it anyway- I was riding down the road one

Wilson phish

Wilson Oh out near Stonehenge, I lived alone - Oh out near Gamehendge, I chafed a bone - Wilson, King of Prussia, I lay this hate on you - Wilson, Duke of Lizards, I beg it all trune for you - Talk my

Scents And Subtle Sounds Phish

"If you would stop and notice that we number every day But allow the many moments left uncounted slip away You don't have to count them, just enjoy them one by one Then things would take a different hue

Sparkle phish

that your dread will lift - It glitters on her like a glass you shudder as it comes to pass - Apologize to Luce and Lil', converse with Ed, a drive with Jill - Your friends confine you in their worlds, one

phish Unknown

Free I'm floating in the blimp a lot, I feel the feeling I forgot Of swimming weightless in the womb or bouncing gently around the room In a minute I'll be free, and you'll be splashing in the sea I f...

BATHTUB GIN phish

Have you seen his stripped stockings and heard his sad tale about the kids under the carpet and the purple humpbacked whales Here come the ambassadors they show up one by one Brett is

Jesus Just Left Chicago phish

Jesus Just Left Chicago Jesus left Chicago And he headed down to New Orleans Jesus left Chicago And he headed down to New Orleans Hey hey Workin' from one end to the other And all points in between

My Soul Phish

Why do I sit and cry Without a reason I don't know why It's my soul It's my soul It's my soul people It's my soul If I should jump up and hollar Without a reason, straight from the collar It's my soul

INTRODUCTION phish

Icculus lived at the top of the mountain, or at least everyone thought so, for no one had actually ever seen him. But they knew he existed, because they had the Helping Friendly Book.

Scents And Subtle Sounds (Intro) Phish

"If you would only start to live One moment at a time You would, I think, be startled By the things that you would find.

MANTECA phish

Crab in my shoemouth Crab in my shoemouth Crab in my shoemouth Crab in my, Crab in my, Crab in my shoemouth Crab in my shoemouth Crab in my shoemouth Crab in my shoemouth Crab in

Esther phish

Esther It was late one fall night at a fairground near town - When Esther first saw the Armenian man - Who groveled toward her and stood by her side - With a bucket that swung in his hand - His grin

CONTACT phish

That takes you back to your abode The tires are the things on your car That make contact with the road Bummed is what you are When you go out to your car and it's been towed I woke up one