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For Baby's Babies

by Swamp Baby

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  • Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album

    Limited Edition Digipak, with original artwork by Rebecca Burre and Phil Pascuzzo. CD Purchase includes digital download of album which includes 3 bonus tracks.

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1.
If your window is smashed, ignore this rock, ignore this axe If your house is on fire, ignore this lighter, ignore this match 'Cause I'm a saint, I'm a saint, I'm a little boy & you are a towering telephone book (throne) I'm a saint, he's a saint, he's a little boy and you are a mirror of lavender. If you ask me to dance, you must expect some spectacle and if you ask me to lay down, I'll prepare for a funeral 'Cause I'm a saint, I'm a saint, I'm a little boy & you are a towering telephone book throne I'm a saint, he's a saint, he's a little boy and you are a mirror of lavender. I dyed the trout stream blue, Kool Aid rainbows float belly up now and oh how the guilt's strong with you, for silently asking for something eternal 'Cause I'm a saint, I'm a saint, I'm a little boy & you are a towering telephone book throne I'm a saint, he's a saint, he's a little boy and you are a mirror of lavender. He's a saint, he's a saint, he's a little boy He is a minor, a lollipop gelding, he's a saint.
2.
I know what you're doin' - like a lion in a lurch I know what you're thinking - let me know it if you feel something 2,3,4 whoo! Do - doo -doo- dah-dah Deftly you take the cross and practice your multiplication For words, you're at a loss - it's your fleur-de-lis and I know what you're doin' - like a lion in a lurch I know what you're thinking - let me know it if you feel something (repeat)
3.
You're hiding but you're not seeking You're only lonely for the weekend So mother may I? She's a duck, not a goose But its ashes ashes when we both lay down She got the body of a saint on Judgment Day You're leaving, but love wants to stay You're hiding but you're not seeking You're finding, but you're not keeping You're losing, but you're not weeping Blue, blue waters nobody gets to see You're leaving, but love wants to stay Hey-o, way-o, Hi-o Hey You see me crying from the orphan shore Well just turn back your light, you know I won't ask for more Hey-o, way-o, Hi-o Hey You don't have to work all day You don't have to rock all night - if you do it right If you do it right if you do it right if you do it right Hey-o, way-o, Hi-o Hey Hey-o, way-o, Hi-o Hey
4.
Now if we all get on the floor and dance 'til we can't dance no more, we're young and if we all lay on the oar and row 'til we can't see the shore, we're lost We are, we are, we are, we are Are we? are we? are we? are we? If you go and ask the Church, you'll find that things are getting worse, they are Now if you ask the moralists, the atheists and your parents they are They are Are they? They are? Are they? whoo-ooo If you value your friends more than your job, well you don't care about the future If you value your job less than your paid, you're doing everything you can. You are Are you? whoo-ooo (Emily breakdown) Some say if you fall in love, you got no need to stand alone and cry. Some say if you stand alone, you don't need love to lift you up you don't, don't you? No sense in having fun, 'til all the wars are done and all the dead come back, until your Mother laughs. . . - no sense in fun. No sense in having fun, 'til all the wars are done and all the dead come back, until your Mother laughs. . . No sense in having . . . Fun!
5.
Geronimo 03:46
Raise you from the grave Skull in tack and bones Geronimo - nothing that I won't try I am Prescott Bush, Jimmy Superfly (Snuka) (I don't want to play the fool, but I do it for you) Nothing that I won't try Man, I wanna Buddy, I want to live, I wanna win your love Nothing that I won't try Geronimo - nothing that I won't try
6.
(Rap) Coming straight from the Lone Islands You don't know where I'VE been Driving - you were just a child then - you weren't even ALIVE then - Swami said Swami said Swami said!
7.
Warmest Wind 03:30
You're dying, you're dying, you're just not trying (2x) won't, ah? . . .you're not tryin'. Won't you let me in? I'm the warmest wind. won't you let me in, me in, me in, me in, me in, me in, me in, me in? There's water in the hull, fire in the matchbook, not worth saving, swim - hard, hard living, is hard, hard leaving alone. (instrumental) There's water in the hull, fire in the matchbook, not worth saving, swim - hard, hard living, is hard, hard leaving alone. Oh yes you know - well, evil's got a lover's soul, yes- forgive me all, forget me not! You're dying, you're dying, you're just not trying (4x)
8.
The Flood 03:59
Come on, we sacrificed - when will the rain end? Come on, we sacrificed her - when will the rain end? Oh, come on, come on - you’re not playing fair Quit trying to wash the blood from your hands Reach over the mountain Reach up from the bay Don’t you hear how we weep our songs of love. . . . . . in the flood? (excerpt from Ha Jin) Come on, we pray, but our voices wash away Come on, we pray, but our voices wash away So come on, come on - oh, you’re not playing fair Quit trying to wash the blood from your hands So reach over the mountain Reach up from the bay Don’t you hear how we weep our songs of love. . . . . . . in the flood?
9.
Love 03:21
No place to say our last true dance There's nothing floating in space 'Til all of the light that's left in the night holds your face and no more sleep It's not everything I want It's not everything I want to be but we can love (love). We can love (love). We can love (love). But it's not like the ghost towns we leave Are losing any sleep To grief while we're gone We can love (love) we can love (love) We can love (love)
10.
I don’t know nothing, know this much by now I don’t know myself, I doubt I ever will You can’t know nobody - no, no, no one But I can’t wait to meet you - to get to know, know, know you Don’t know if I can save you from my fear If I can hold your head above the waves I don’t know if you can know how much I love you You don’t need to know, just need to raise your head up I can’t wait to meet you I can’t wait to meet you I can’t wait to meet We can’t wait!! We can’t wait!! We can’t wait!!

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released May 22, 2012

Engineered by Frank Moscowitz.
Released by Collar City Records
CCR-016
All rights reserved 2012 Swamp Baby Music

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