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“Compulsion”
Give me one more, one more
One taste’s not enough, for me
I want one taste, after that
And after that, one taste more
One taste’s not enough
I don’t fill up
One girl’s not enough, for me
I want one girl, after that
After that, one girl more
One girl’s not enough
It seems no matter what I say or do
I keep on drowning in compulsion
Where a hundred is one
And the thirst is never done
When I never fill up
One time’s not enough, for me
I want one time, after that
After that, one time more
One time’s not enough
It seems no matter what I say or do
I keep on drowning in compulsion
Where a hundred is one
And the thirst is never done
When I never fill up
I’m in compulsion
Where a lot is not a lot
And I want more than I got
When I never fill up
It’s a disease of the brain
An unbearable pain
Give me one more, give me one more
It seems I don’t fill up
I just can’t get enough
Compulsion, where a hundred is one
And the thirst is never done
When I never fill up
I’m in compulsion
When a lot is not a lot
And I want more than I got
When I never fill up I’m in compulsion
Compulsion, Compulsion
Give me one more, I want one more
When a lot’s not a lot
When I don’t get enough
And I want some more stuff
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"Wherever You Go, There You Are"
(Inspired by Constantine Cavafy’s “The City”)
You're frustrated, become jaded, saying it's time to move on
Grass is greener for a dreamer
It's like dying brunette what was blonde
This transition has no vision; it won't bring you comfort or rest
It's a solution based on illusion
A moment of change at its best
Road becomes avenue. There's no big difference.
Wherever you go, there you are
Wherever you wander or you roam
Wherever you go, near or far
Wherever you linger or meander, there you go
You feel lonely, wanting only something to make you feel whole
What's outside you cannot guide you
It's got nothing to do with your goal
Desert sun. Oceans blue. There's no big difference.
Wherever you go, there you are
Wherever you wander or you roam
Wherever you go, near or far
Wherever you linger or meander, that's your home
On this stage of many coloured lights and sets
You turn the page; still, who you are is who you get
There's no big difference
Wherever you go, there you are
Wherever you wander or you roam
Wherever you go, near or far
Wherever you linger or meander
Wherever you go, that's your home
That's your home
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"Gay Guys"
The offended want it ended
They've had it “up to here”
Saying, our boys were not intended to be ladylike and queer
With indignance and persistence they consistently express
Their passionate insistence that we like some people less
But, I say, stop and think about it
Gay guys, they've got Ph.D.'s
Gay guys, they're great artists, too
The offended have amended what's moral, pure, and right
Their war on gender preference is Neanderthal a fight
They're offensive and defensive, the offended, with their views
Fixations so intensive do protest too much, it's true
So, I say, stop and think about it
Gay guys, they've got Ph.D.'s
Gay guys, they're great artists, too
Gay guys aren't some strange disease
Gay guys, they're like you and me
They've been vilified by the sick-ified
Who criticise and minimise the different
How 'bout a break for the gay guys
They've got Ph.D.'s
Gay guys, they're great artists too
Gay guys, they drink M.G.D.'s
Gay guys, they get colds and flu’s
Gay guys, their parents love them, too
Gay guys, they wear B.V.D.'s
They've been known to sneeze
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“Ticket To The Moon”
It’s one of those nights, what can I say?
I guess I’m all right, yeah, I guess I’m okay
But I’m wishing' somehow I was far from here
A friend comes around, a gift in his hand guaranteed to un-ground
Says, “it's there, way up, sky high”
It’s a stub partly used
But it's a flight, a cruise
I got a ticket to the moon, ticket to the moon
I got a ticket to the moon, ticket to the moon
Air starts to thin, pressure increase
Dimensional changes and troubles decreased
Floating upwards to the heavens
It’s a stub partly used
But it's a flight, a cruise
I got a ticket to the moon, ticket to the moon
I’m on my way up to the moon
Ticket to the moon
Bathed in moonlight
Lovely lunar light
Well, I take that stub partly used
And burn the tip, light the fuse
I got a ticket to the moon, ticket to the moon
I hope I don't come down too soon
Ticket to the moon
Bathed in moonlight
Lovely lunar light
Sailing, soaring
Floating, flying, falling
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"Geographic Tongue"
A lovely lake in Libya has water bittersweet
The Ivory Coast and India are humid heat
The southern slopes of Switzerland are perfect for a bite
Antiparos and Newfoundland feel just right
In Kalalau, it's guava and mango
She's got a geographic tongue this traveler adores
She's got a worldly tongue
Tahitian shores and canyons grand
The blue Aegean sea
Thunderstorms in the Yucatan and Koh Phi Phi
On arid sands near Cameroon my lips get red and dry
Well, I hope your journey won't end soon, she sighs
In Cuyutlan tequila and tacos
She's got a geographic tongue this traveler adores
She's got a worldly tongue
She's got a geographic tongue, a pleasure to explore
It's such a vivid tongue
I love her tongue
From Portugal to Singapore, Senegal to Ecuador
Lebanon, Albania, Belize
It's a couscous feast in moonlight Morocco
She's got a geographic tongue this traveler adores
She's got a worldly tongue
She's got a geographic tongue, a pleasure to explore
It's such a vivid tongue
She's got a geographic tongue, her open oceans roar
It's a graphic tongue
She's got, she's got, she's got, she's got a...
A geographic tongue
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released February 7, 2014
