1. |
Pure Holiday
03:54
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The TV has a glitch
Tell Uncle Bill it needs a fix
This shall be a pure holiday
And let's not speak politics
Let's talk about our favorite colors
And not upset our mothers
Go fetch Gramps a red from the fridge
Sonny Sam is back from college
His girlfriend is dressed like a different day
Hey, has the Old Man fixed that glitch?
Say, has your father fixed that glitch?
That glitch
Bundle up!
Take Frank and Suzy to the truck
Bundle up!
Take Frank and Suzy to the truck
Don't let them hear
Don't let them hear
Don't let them hear what the infidels are saying
Don't let them hear
Don't let them hear
Don't let them hear what the infidels are saying
Say, has your father fixed that glitch?
Bundle up!
Take Frank and Suzy to the truck
Bundle up!
Take Frank and Suzy to the truck
Don't let them hear
Don't let them hear
Don't let them hear what the infidels are saying
Don't let them hear
Don't let them hear
Don't let them hear what the infidels are saying
Don't let them hear
Don't let them hear...
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2. |
You And You
02:37
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You cut me
in half
Some sick magic trick
without my consent
You promised me
it wouldn't be literal
You cut so deep
right down to the middle
And kept on and on
with your broken fiddle
You cut me
in half
Some sick magic track
without my consent
Waited quietly
for the show to end
And kept playing on
until I sold out
So shamefully
proud to spell out
You and you
You and you
You and you
You and you
You and you
You and you
You cut me
in half
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3. |
Man And His Dog
03:37
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You and me
Asleep
On the street
Nightmare complete
I don't dream anymore
Colors
in the sleet
Once I lay
under a tree
Melting mirrors smashed by feet
They don't laugh or scream
at me
Anymore
I don't care
I care
At least I got you
Help me, spirit
12 more cents
gets me it
Spirit- I don't wanna hear it
Pour it into my lips
Hey there
lii' Frankenstein
Are you dreaming
an ex dream of mine?
What do dogs dream about?
What's a plan?
Do you know Time?
I don't care
OK, I care
At least I still got you
Remember when?
Remember when all we did was shut up?
Remember when all we did was shut up?
Remember?
Remember
terror?
Once I helped
and stood for some
Hallelujah
Only syllables to overcome
Horror, dread
Hollow bread
Once I helped and wasn't dead
Hallelujah
Only syllables to overcome
Hallelujah
Only syllables to overcome
Hallelujah
Only syllables to overcome
(Horror, dread
Hollow bread)
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Horra Brooklyn, New York
Described by Boog City magazine as a “darkly funny, subversive Sonny & Cher for the 21st century," Horra (now a Trio) plays
lacerating, hook-laden art-pop, with song topics ranging from love, food and sex, to horror films, violence and sleep paralysis.
Horra is:
Margo (Miss Represent)- Guitar/Vocals
Matthew (Loose Lid)- Keyboards/Vocals
T0ska- Electronics/Vocals
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