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Welcome Home
01:35
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Open your eyes
I’ll come to introduce you to us all
You’re my first son
You’re welcome to join us at home
It’s where your family waits for you
This is your room
You’ll find all you need here, at home
It’s where your family waits for you
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I’ll climb the rock outside my backyard
Pick up chestnuts by the water pump
In that small park with the tire swing
Or on the hillside forage berry-picking
My training-wheels help me to get far
I once saw a moose standing in our backyard
In the winter we’ll sled down hill
In the fall light small bonfires
Red and black ants in the garden
Wild strawberries plucked with my hand
I guess these days are coming to an end
Could I forget our house on Lavendelvägen
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N. Vermont Ave
02:30
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Playing in the backyard I could always hear you crying
The sun was out and shining always shining for a while
Oh when we lived on Vermont Avenue
I could see the flowers a-blooming I could see you flown the coop
Listening to the radio I’d hear my favorite songs
Doo-wop & the girl groups played on K-Earth-101
And I think about the first time I tied my shoes
And I know it was up on Vermont Avenue
And it feels like home / Feels like I remember nothing from before
Waterfights & rubber-bands shot across the room
Walkie-Talkie, Operation, hours of Guess Who
Oh when we lived on Vermont Avenue
I could hear the birds a-chirping I could see it all in you
And it feels like home / Feels like I remember nothing from before
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4. |
Hassan Had A Tick
00:54
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My best friend in 7th grade was named Hassan
He had a tick, but it never held him back
And during Ramadan, the dining hall was empty
I didn’t know what to do, so I sat there by myself
The sun set at 3 PM St. Lucia had arisen
I was lectured in the hall about American imperialism
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5. |
Los Angeles
02:12
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Some say that it glimmers & twinkles
Some say it’s a sprawled pockmark
I’ll take the 2 down Sunset Blvd out to Echo Park
Stacked up bottles of Mineragua shaken by a tremor
I lost my virginity on the grass of the Silver Lake Rec Center
L.A., oh it’s okay
I skipped my C++ final, my understanding was out of reach
And bought a pair of aviators out on Venice Beach
L.A., oh it’s okay
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6. |
Sayonara Los Feliz
03:22
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When I look back
I think what I'd find
I used to walk Denise down Vermont
Right to the Metro line
We'd walk over the Shakespeare bridge
Over my french school
And I'd have an earphone in my ear
And she'd have one in hers too
But it's time to say bye
Bye bye
The leopard print on her jacket
Made me want to purr
As we'd walk past the Fatburger
Listening to Venus in Furs
But it's time to say bye
Sayonara Los Feliz
I always liked the sunsets
And the clear blue skies
And whenever you'd call to hang out
At the House of Pies
And this will be the last one
Goodbye Los Feliz
From the top of that Art Park
I could see the world
Well, at most I could my favorite places
In my neighborhood
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Weirdo post-punk rock music, alright
Warp the form and shoot it into the night
Often people don’t get it
They’re used to rhyming trends
I feel like an outsider
I can’t play it to my friends
It’s just so different
It’s innocent and new
It makes me pick up my guitar
To show what I can do
Pull the needle off the record
File the record on the shelf
I’ll find you something better
I can’t do anything else
But I think I really feel it
Stay up to listen on my own
But I know I really feel it
Stay up to listen on my own
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8. |
Ode To The Butter Barn
01:58
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For that time in my life that I’d go outside too proud and tall
I couldn’t write a song at all
I couldn’t feel the cutouts on my wall
I’d feel the sunlight on my back
The circles were a cluster of surfers and us aimless kids
I told myself I couldn’t quit
So I hung out on the porch to sit
The sunlight trickled in for a while
I left my classes early for reasons I often don’t understand
To see you guys hanging at our pad
With a cigarette and a book at hand
And then we drifted off for a while
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Turn the lock and key
Anti-fascist printouts on the door
Just another post-it reminder
On your Edwardian first-floor
Microwaves give you cancer
Wifi waves give you cancer
Plastic shower curtains give you cancer
How do you yell in a whisper?
Though it all seemed in good will
I could really feel the chill
When I lived with Phil
When I lived with Phil
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Tim Presley's Instagram
02:14
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When they display and comment on
Well I don’t think I could stand it
In the garden I could remember this song
Well I could never understand it
(This song is mostly about me trying to remember watching a video of Cate Le Bon playing that White Fence song in a backyard/garden)
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12. |
Music From Big White
02:01
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Lit up by the sirens and the sunlight
I recoil myself
To a place that I know and trust so well….
If you could judge every headlight
You would spoil yourself
And confuse it like a fit under a spell
Come spend some time in the Big White
You could stay a while
And we’d cry and we’d howl and we’d say farewell
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