Drunk Men Look At A Thistle

by Myths of a Thistle

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1.
Betty, do you really think you‘ll meet someone? Let me tell you that it can‘t be done and it won‘t! Or Melinda, do you really believe in yourself? Let me tell you there is no one else who does! [Chorus] Nobody will be there for you my dear! You might think there are a lotta good people ‘round here... They‘ll all disappear! Hey Johanna, are you tired of feeling blamed For everything that you have done and said? Well good luck with that! Angelina, has it not ever occurred to you That your actions, yeah, those things you do Have consequences? [Chorus] Nobody will be there for you my dear! Everyone who isn‘t gone already will disappear! I guess that’s hard to hear! Mona, do you still like being yourself? I‘d say you should try being someone else! It would solve many problems! Or Hazel, do you picture yourself a righteous girl? Do you still think you might change the world? Well the world doesn‘t care! [Chorus] Nobody will be there for you my dear! Everyone will bear a child or at least plant a tree! You‘re not one of these Sweet honey, see even I cannot recall your name! Sadly, there is no one else to blame but you
2.
Oo-lalala oo-lalala oo-lalala oo-lalalalala Oo-lalala oo-lalala oo-lalala oo-lalalalala [Chorus] Baby I was born to love you, baby I was made for you Baby I was made to keep you, tell me where you wanna go In between postmodern battles searching happiness in gloom Baby I was made to keep you tell me where you wanna go She’s a Kung-Fu fighter, Siamese tiger In my mind and she keeps me hanging on To a southern moonlight and another song [Chorus] Baby I was born to love you, baby I was made for you Baby I was made to keep you, tell me where you wanna go In between postmodern battles searching happiness in gloom Baby I was made to keep you tell me where you wanna go [Bridge] She`s the queen of the Moroccan mountains The Goddess of the swollen moon Hallelujah to her mermaid fountains Hallelujah to her mirrored room, yeah [Chorus] Baby I was born to love you, baby I was made for you Baby I was made to keep you, tell me where you wanna go In between postmodern battles searching happiness in gloom Baby I was made to keep you tell me where you wanna go Oo-lalala oo-lalala oo-lalala oo-lalalalala Oo-lalala oo-lalala oo-lalala oo-lalalalala...
3.
The dead eyes, the red teeth, the blood-shot, the sea breeze, the light the car crash, the fickle, the morning, the trickle, the bribe the hard luck, the sailor, the sweet love, the railroad, the cries I see them in your eyes Communist consumption and the seize of the light naked women dancing ‘round the fi re in the night the boredom is magic the sorrow divine the moon is a token and hell is align we ride on the coastline, but we couldn‘t care that the sunlight is defunct, but the moon is a-flare the moon is a-fl are, the moon is a-fl are, the moon is a-fl are, the moo-oo-oon The blue shoes, the ocean, the knee-deep devotion, surprise the sunlight, the sunray, the ballroom, the ballet, the wife I see them in your eyes Communist consumption and the seize of the light naked women dancing ‘round the fire in the night the boredom is magic, the sorrow divine the moon is a token and hell is align we ride on the coastline, but we couldn’t care that the sunlight is defunct, but the moon is a-fl are the moon is a-fl are, the moon is a-fl are, the moon is a-fl are, the moo-oo-oon The moon (yeah), the moon (yeah), the moon (yeah), the moo-oo-oon the moon (yeah), the moon Communist consumption and the seize of the light naked women dancing ‘round the fire in the night the boredom is magic, the sorrow divine the moon is a token and hell is align we ride on the coastline, but we couldn’t care that the sunlight is defunct, but the moon is a-flare the moon is a-fl are, the moon is a-fl are, the moon is a-fl are, the moo-oo-oon
4.
Shine On 02:58
Shine on, shine on Rest your head inside your phone Shine on, shine on I don‘t Shine on, shine on Spend your money put your makeup on Tell your friends you get along Shine on Hey, you oughta be resting your head on your pillowcase Make me a mess with a single phrase Or a simple song Shine on Shine on, shine on Put your fingers where I don‘t belong Shine on, shine on No, I don‘t Hey, you oughta be resting your head on your pillowcase Make me a mess with a single phrase or a simple song Shine on Hey, you oughta be searching the light in a dating room Make me your bride make these men your groom here‘s a simple tune, shine on Shine on shine on When you love someone, you can’t go wrong When you love someone, it won’t be long Shine on
5.
Luci #2 03:12
Face lift in a sci-fi pipe Pale lips on a halo ride Rave girl and the bum in rags Mellow how they made it last! Luci’s telling me where I should go She says I must leave but I don’t wanna go home Rest my body ‘neath her raging waves My conscience is sick I don’t wanna but I gotta behave Kick me I am way too shy Trick me I am way too sly Lick me I am way too dry Sick me I’m the ocean’s tide Luci’s telling me where I should go She says I must leave but I don’t wanna go home Rest my body ‘neath her raging waves My conscience is sick I don’t wanna but I gotta behave Shake it come take it I hope that I don’t break it Shake it come take it I hope that I don’t, I don’t Shake it come take it I hope that I don’t break You’re my pearly gate vixen Luci shimmers like the diamond sky I’m in the cold, but I’m not ready to die Rest my body in her rising tide Shatter the earth I am ready to fly She keeps telling me where I should go She says I must leave but I don’t wanna sleep alone Rest my body ‘neath her raging waves My conscience is sick I don’t wanna but I gotta behave
6.
I was in Portugal every day of your trip I was the cigarettes burning away on your lips I was the ferry blowing its horns in the mist I was the handsome bullfighter blowing that kiss I was the equity needed for your loan of bliss I was the salt in the sea that you couldn’t resist I was the congressman who stopped the pass of the bill I was the mosquito causing you to be ill Now here I am to harvest you on a Sunday In a song Send me a letter now send me a letter my love You might have guessed it I am the carrier dove Swing by the ocean, swing with me, swing with me Swing with me, swing with me, swing with me Now here I am to harvest you on a Sunday In a song
7.
Treetop monastery and the fire of light perpetuum mobile of desire at night Melinda is she gonna tell me: “I am alright.”? Dirty streets walking like a feminine host my love is adjacent, I am chasing her ghost I’m the king of the island, the man on the moon if right now I’m not on fi re, I’m gonna be soon Then I gotta be strong, I gotta be brave, gotta belong, I gotta behave Then the beehive is buzzing busting me into my grave I’m wrapped up in a rocket I think I can’t keep the pace Let me tell you that I love you if that’s all I’m allowed to do Let me give you all the sweet talk that looks so good on you Treetop monastery, mist on the grass I can see the green hills, the city of glass I’m the king of the canvas, the man on the moon if right now I’m not on fire, I’m gonna be soon Then I gotta be strong, I gotta be brave, gotta belong, I gotta behave then the beehive is buzzing busting me into my grave I’m wrapped up in a rocket I think I can’t keep the pace Let me tell you that I love you if that’s all I’m allowed to do Let me give you all the sweet talk that looks so good on you Let me give you all the sweet talk that looks so good on you
8.
Hey girl I love you, I tell you right away Cause I’m a real man, yeah I’m well equipped, yeah, all the right emotions Are on your way, yeah I’m a-getting bored and I’m crazy about you All the red hair and the devilish things you do I’m crazy ‘bout you I’m a-getting tired of the restless waiting Hanging around all night in a same sex marriage Digging a white horse carriage And I’m crazy ‘bout you Hey girl watch out, I’m coming to town and it’s the real deal, yeah I’ve got sweet sweet baggage, mostly the horse track racing And I’m largely unemployed baby, yeah I’m a-getting bored and I’m crazy about you All the red hair and the devilish things you do I’m crazy ‘bout you I’m a-getting tired of the restless waiting Hanging around all night in a same sex marriage Digging a white horse carriage And I‘m crazy ‘bout you I’m thinking ‘bout the future, it might destroy the suture That just fixed my head The longer I keep waiting, the more I’m surrogating What I loved best Who loves me the most? Whose love is getting close, if not yours? I’m a-getting bored and I’m crazy about you All the red hair and the devilish thing you do I’m crazy ‘bout... I’m a-getting bored and I’m crazy about you All the red hair and the devilish things you do I’m crazy ‘bout you I’m a-getting tired of the restless waiting Hanging around all night in a same sex marriage Digging my white man’s privilege And I’m crazy ‘bout you
9.
Shoo, shoo-shoo... Mellow my mind baby, it‘s plain to see I‘m the goddam shooting star in your atmosphere soon I‘ll be ashes fi re and steam mellow my mind, babe at least look at me Shoo, shoo-shoo... Mellow my mind, don‘t you hear the alarm I don’t see no fi re but outside’s a vicious snowstorm and that siren‘s so bloody loud so I can‘t get my coat mellow my mind, babe, from that psychic overload Shoo, shoo-shoo... Mellow my mind babe I can‘t wrap my head ‘round how we got here so quickly from the place that we‘ve met I‘d like to go swimming or sit by the tree mellow my mind, baby come home to me Shoo, shoo-shoo... Cause you‘ve been gone so quickly and I didn‘t understand the whys You left a mess in my underpants now I’m calling you names that I don‘t like baby mellow my mind
10.
Oh, we gotta stay strong, we gotta go on gentrify the part of us that wants to have fun make a fool of ourselves in order to help order an order to flirt with our death a mixtape of love a handful of god you are mine in a complex of thoughts oh-ohohoh I only talk in Spanish with my mates the language that solely consists of words like true love and hate Terrific dancers scatter the streets muscular men chat up bullfighting ladies with pompadour cheeks and that is all that I‘ll ever need Oh, we gotta stay strong, we gotta go on gentrify the part of us that wants to have fun make a fool of ourselves in order to help order an order to flirt with our death a mixtape of love a handful of god you are mine in a complex of thoughts oh-ohohoh Camino Camaro come up on your feet rise from the hot innuendo of Hemingway dreams the damage already disguised its seeds let’s leave for the party, eat ocean fish, make love to the beast and that is all that we’ll ever need Oh, we gotta stay strong we gotta go on gentrify the part of us that wants to have fun make a fool of ourselves in order to help order an order to flirt with our death A mixtape of love a handful of god you are mine in a complex of thoughts oh-ohohoh

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released December 21, 2020

Produced by Friedhelm Mund and Myths of a Thistle
Mastered by Til Kolare

Released via FAME Music 2020. All rights reserved.

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