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Thee Wizard of Os

by John Hawkwood's Blackfoot Sun

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New York girls play hard to get but they've been around with everyone & I don't know if I shouldn't quit before I do something that can't be undone Oh, those New York girls, Oh, those beautiful girls, love those New York girls, world's most beautiful girls, New York girls are hard to please & I don't know if I can satisfy them, because all them seem to do is tease & uh, try to get with other guys Oh, those New York girls, Oh, those beautiful girls, love those New York girls, world's most beautiful girls, though you haunt me, you can't see me, though you're near me, you can't be me, so I tell you, you must leave me, though I want you, & you need me, Oh, those New York girls, Oh, those beautiful girls, love those New York girls, world's most beautiful girls, [synthesizer solo] New York girls are such a drag because they give it up to worthless fools & uh, leave me standing in the rain because I don't got none of that New York cool Oh, those New York girls, Oh, those beautiful girls, love those New York girls, world's most beautiful girls, though you haunt me, you can't see me, though you're near me, you can't be me, so I tell you, you must leave me, though I want you, & you need me, Oh, those New York girls, Oh, those beautiful girls, love those New York girls, world's most beautiful girls
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Hipocrite 02:40
hypocrite hypocrite hypocrite hypocrite you tell me to stuff it you talk all the time you always a . . . huff it yet yah say it's a crime & you're always a braggin' about just what you are but when I'm a beggin' you a . . . puff your cigar hypocrite hypocrite hypocrite hypocrite you say that I'm selfish you think only of you you say I'm deceptive but you've never been true & you're always complainin' about the things that they say but the things that you're sayin' are exactly the same hypocrite hypocrite hypocrite hypocrite [synthesizer solo] hypocrite hypocrite hypocrite hypocrite you say I'm judgmental you always judge me you say that I'm mental you're insanity yah demand forgiveness yet yah damn me with lies you say that it's your business but I still have eyes you hide beneath your gilded steeple & think that you're better than other people but one of these days, you better wise up but you won't, & so one of these days I'm going to errupt hypocrite hypocrite hypocrite hypocrite look in the mirror: you're a hypocrite look in the mirror: you're a hypocrite look in the mirror: you're a hypocrite look in the mirror: you're a hypocrite
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Ol' Anansi 03:56
Anansi wove a web of lies to catch a million juicy flies: he told them of a magic land where dung and honey flowed like sand upon a beach of rancid meat-- a land of fat & sickly sweets which could be theirs if they would go with him down paths gods only know-- Oh, all you pretty ones, you sip your sundaes in the sun while Old Anansi watches you & spins the lies you think are true-- you think you're monarch of the sky but really you're a stupid fly on arrogance & ego high & in Anansi's web, you'll die Anansi led his shallow band down roads they couldn't understand through pipes that doused their wings in oil & mires that made their walking toil till none of them could journey on then one fly asked how far they'd gone Anansi only smiled & said they'd reached the Kingdom of the Dead-- Oh, all you insect brains, you love to state your royal claims but Old Anansi's got you snared & though you squirm, nobody cares-- you think you're monarch of the sky but really you're a stupid fly on arrogance & ego high & in Anansi's web, you'll die [synthesizer solo]
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I don't want a girl who tells me what to do I need somebody who doesn't want some fool I need somebody who's no posh princess fake I need somebody who doesn't converse with snakes I need somebody new I need somebody who's nothing like you I just need somebody new so, Baby, this is just to say we're through because I need somebody new I don't want a girl who's always dragging me down I don't have time to play nobody's dumb clown I don't have time to play nobody's French maid I don't have time for nobody's who's afraid tell me that you love me & I'll know you're a liar try to fly above me & I'll just float on higher you think you're sable fur but you're only cheap cracked leather the future is a dream but we're not sleeping together I need somebody new I need somebody who's nothing like you I just need somebody new so, Baby, this is just to say we're through because I need somebody new [synthesizer solo] Hey! I don't want a girl who likes nothing but herself I don't want someone who wants anyone else I don't want someone who thinks she's England's queen I don't want someone who won't give it to me tell me that you love me & I'll know you're a liar try to fly above me & I'll just float on higher you think you're sable fur but you're only cheap cracked leather the future is a dream but we're not sleeping together Hey! I need somebody new I need somebody who's nothing like you I just need somebody new so, Baby, this is just to say we're through because I need somebody new
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Acid Kat 02:48
the moustache of a pedophile two squirming roaches are his eyes his body's a monstrous cave white slug his soul's no man's-- his soul's a bug: Bug Man, where'd you disappear Bug Man, animal Caesar, Bug Man, with your acid teeth Bug Man, cat, you're haunting me I hear the whispers breathe his name the cobwebs screech his gallows-fame I see his shadows everywhere yet when I turn, he's never there well, Hulk Hogan forged his muscles & the kids all stitched his wings, dum dum boys high on soda's buzz filled his insect eyes with lights & left him blind to harpy stings Bug Man, where'd you disappear Bug Man, animal Caesar, Bug Man, with your acid teeth Bug Man, cat, you're haunting me in ancient days, he stalked the earth when gods were young & still had worth his ugly flute enchanted all till something woke & caused his fall well, the Hulk gave him up for dead & his gossamer wings turned to sewer air when Mt. Guinevere erupted but I sometimes here he's out there still sputtering somewhere Bug Man, where'd you disappear Bug Man, animal Caesar, Bug Man, with your acid teeth Bug Man, cat, you're haunting me
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you come to me with all your little stories about how everybody else caused all your worries & now you're beggin' me for more money but I'm not gonna give you any, Honey 'cause you're not right, you're not right, you're not right, & Lucifer will freeze before you've see the light, & you're not right, you're not right, you're not right, & there's no use in words-- I want you out of my sight, 'cause you're not right, you're not right, you're not right [synthesizer solo] you think you're the high queen of everything you've seen but Darlin', you've never seen anything other than me & I'm the only bridge you've had the luck to burn so say goodbye, 'cause finally I've had luck to learn that you're not right, you're not right, you're not right, & Lucifer will freeze before you've see the light, & you're not right, you're not right, you're not right, & there's no use in words-- I want you out of my sight, 'cause you're not right, you're not right, you're not right you think I'm here 'cause my chances are slim? you think I don't know about or notice him? you think I'm a genie summoned from your dreams? you think a lot of things,-- your thinking's cracked at the seams 'cause you're not right, you're not right, you're not right, & you're not right, you're not right, you're not right, & you're not right, you're not right, you're not right, & you're not right, you're not right, you're not right, don't tell me what to do: I don't belong to you your every word is lies but I'm not hypnotized & you're not right, & you're not right, you're not right, you're not right, & you're not right, you're not right, you're not right, & you're not right, you're not right, you're not right, I'm not your earnest pawn I'm not your golden dawn I'm not your time or space I'm just your life erased & you're not right, & you're not right, you're not right, you're not right
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Luv Maze 03:00
love maze trapped in your love maze you can use me even abuse me [Oh, Baby] but just don't lose me in your love maze because I need you can't ever leave you [Oh, Lord, yeah] & if you left me blue, my life would bleed away you got me bound in chains only your love can break I'm rusted & broken in a nowhere dive bar just watching you smoking that a . . . Chinese cigar you probably see me & think I'm just another nowhere lead box but I'm telling you, Baby, I'm the key to your locks trapped in your love maze & I can't get out trapped in your love maze; I can't do without you, Babe trapped in your love maze, lost inside of you trapped in your love maze, & girl, I'd die for you the women come & go, in the room or on the street yet I'm no Michelangelo, so they never talk of me Oh, as you sip your coffee, as you do your pretty hair, spare a thought for me, 'cause in your labyrinth I'm snared trapped in your love maze & I can't get out trapped in your love maze; I can't do without you, Babe trapped in your love maze, lost inside of you trapped in your love maze, & girl, I'd die for you
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Sinical 03:20
cynical, you're just so cynical, I bet yah found a flaw in the Taj Mahal because you're . . . so so so cynical & no apostle is holy enough for you not even St. Paul-- they're all low criminals because you're . . . so so so cynical you're just so cynical you're just so cynical you could be a millionaire you could be a superstar but instead, you're just hot air puffed from some tacky cigar you're just so cynical you're just so cynical you're just so cynical & I'm about to lose control [fiddle solo] cynical: you like to talk real tall about how you could do it all but you don't & you won't because you're just so-so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so cynical you're just so cynical you're just so cynical you could be an astronaut you could be a gold idol but instead, you're just a plastic robot whose only function is repeating, "No" you're just so cynical you're just so cynical you're just so cynical & I'm about to lose control [second fiddle solo] cynical, you're just so cynical you're just so cynical you're just so cynical
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Fake Newz 02:48
fake news fake news fake news fake news counter intelligence mental health accidents the Refugee Crisis the global spread of Isis capitals of Israel tariffs on Chinese steel Russian allegations nuclear annihilation the man in the high castle sees everything below as though it were his shadow the dilettante's cheap tassel a children's picture-show a million things are hiding in plain view fake news fake news fake news fake news North Korean rockets L.A. P.D. arrests AR-15 style guns the European Union forced mass third world immigration political stagnation South African murders whispers of the third world war the man in the high castle sees everything below as though it were his shadow the dilettante's cheap tassel a children's picture-show a billion things are hiding in plain view fake news fake news fake news fake news it's all untrue it's just a ruse just an excuse just to amuse & it's no use it's just a noose it's just abuse it's just fake news it's all fake news you're just fake news you're all fake news you're all fake news you're all fake news
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Breakin' 4 U 03:28
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All lyrics, songs and music written by G. M. H. Thompson. He alone holds all the copyrights.

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released October 19, 2019

G. M. H. Thompson: Vocals, Synthesizers, Alto Sax on Hipocrite

Momo Johnson: Acoustic-Electric 12-String Guitar

Rollo the Smoking Spider: Fiddle on Sinical, Lee Harvey Oswald, & Breakin' 4 U

Elmo DeVille, 9th Earl of Broccoli: Bongos, Congas, Cymbals, Hi-Hat, Percussion

Totoro "Brick House" Lewis: Baritone Saxophone



Recorded, mixed, and mastered at Blue Lotus Studio by Paul Niehaus IV

Produced by G. M. H. Thompson

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John Hawkwood's Blackfoot Sun Chengdu, China

As day slowly dies & the sun sinks somberly into the sea, a whispered conversation tells a strange tale of a nameless prince who loved a foreign princess, but she left him, & so he lost his face & turned to stone. And some rumors hint that the prince never wholly succumbed to this petrification, that deep within the sad monument, there is a human heart still, bleeding endlessly through long eons. ... more

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