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The Natural Host
03:40
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"THE NATURAL HOST" LYRICS
You are trusting, unassuming
Openhearted, not cut off from this world
You have nothing to hide
Your doors and windows are unlocked
You have no fear of thieves
You are a natural host
Spontaneous host
You are natural
A natural host
You are a natural host
You are a natural
You celebrate life more than achieving
Everyone is welcome in your aura of trust
No need for attention on your vast accomplishments
You are actualized
chorus
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2. |
Man's Body Theme
04:06
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"MAN'S BODY THEME" LYRICS
You put your right foot in,
Shimmy all the way down
You shake out your limbs,
You work out the sound, Your bread in the toaster needs time to brown.
Chorus: (3X)
I wanted More, I wanted more,
More more,
You got a man’s body Found.
You put your left foot in
Wiggle to fit
Get it together, do the lift
We don’t get pregnant, so stop making wars
Chorus: I wanted More, I wanted more, More more,
You got a man’s body Found
All around this globe, Boys and Girls are born, may they fill their hearts with love not scorn
If we don’t learn how to connect
Bodies Souls and Minds go sour
Let’s promise at this hour
To make life sweet
We need all of our bodies, Rinse Wash repeat.
No time for hate, can’t erase or delete.
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3. |
Handler
02:55
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"HANDLER" LYRICS
I’ve had friends
I’ve had sponsors
I’ve had shrinks
I need a handler
I’ve had spouses
I’ve had lawyers
I’ve had it with free advice
I need a handler
I need to be handled, with care,
Because like something fragile
I might shatter
Then everyone gets cut
And ends up bloody and sad
I’ve had college
I’ve had powders
I’ve had it in for myself
I need a handler
chorus
I need a handler
Don’t worry if I can afford it
I need a handler
I think it’s the time for it
chorus
I need a handler
Don’t worry if I can afford it
I need a handler
I think it’s the time for it
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4. |
Contact Sigh
03:16
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"CONTACT SIGH" LYRICS
I am real
Tonight I am alive again
Why did you leave me holding on and on to him?
Oh, but does he linger
Within you does he share
His boat that’s meant for one
Meandering downstream?
If love completely dies then I will die
Contact sigh from you and I to rise
Come back again
If love completely fades away don’t say
Contact sigh from you to I tonight
Come back again
I am large
I live inside a cactus flower
I’m not that different
But traveling these desperate hours again
Oh, but I keep singing, they say it’s something rare
The melting rainbow snow, arresting hibernation
chorus
Stay close to my heart
Stay close to my heart
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"THE WAY YOU HOLD YOUR KNIFE" LYRICS
I’m watching you from across the room
Refined dots and dashes
Your Grace
Pure Jackie Onassis
My thoughts go from fire, to fire to flame
Where’d you get the attitude
I like, the way you order food
Sip and bite the steam
I like the way you hold your knife
Still watching you from my life of doom
I’ll play the vampire,
Though I know I’m screwed
I feel confident I understand you.
You can make the flowers bloom
I like the way you order booze
You're not reality, but
I like the way you hold your knife
I often wonder why
I’m so silly shy,
I see sport that ring
And here comes your guy
Hold your knife
Cut it Right - 4X
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6. |
Straight Shooter
02:25
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"STRAIGHT SHOOTER" LYRICS
Straight Shooter
Act like a brat
Talk like a tool
Swallow my poison
Lose my cool
You would never think that
I’m a man of guilt
I bought you some flowers
But they started to wilt
This is my private song
Nobody sings along
Come when you hear my song
I’m the world’s smartest man
With the world’s biggest cock
This song is called ‘straight shooter’
Are you ready to rock?
All the fault finders
The retiring type
Raise your hands
If I live up to the hype
This is my private song
Nobody sings along
But me
Here’s the agenda:
Total remorse
One more addenda:
No recourse
This is my private song
Nobody sings along
But me
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7. |
40 Oz. Kid
04:31
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"40 OZ. KID" LYRICS
He’s lonely just 21
At the Gold Line
All the way from Jackson
Do you understand?
Came here to be a new MC
Show your skills to me
Says it kills when it flows but it comes and goes
40 oz. kid, 40 oz. kid
40 oz. kids can go down hard
Drink at 10 am, no home no job
It gets rough and scace
Going hard at a pace
Like a kite on a cable
They go down hard
Hope your friends come soon
To your rescue
It’s not right but it is life
You can work it through
He’s lonely just 21
At the Gold Line
All the way from Jackson
Do you understand?
chorus
You can work it out, you can, you can
You can work it out, you can, you can
You can work it out, you can, you can
You can work it out, can you work it out?
Chorus
40 oz. kids, 40 oz. kids
40 oz. kids, 40 oz. kids
40 oz. kids, 40 oz. 40 oz.
40 oz. kids
Find your way home
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"I LEFT THE SET OF MY OWN TV SHOW" LYRICS
The final script of a well-built ship
Hit hard by an iceberg
This heartache seems endless
Near the back door, light myself a cigarette
My coffee is cold again
The script is not bold at all
I left the set of my own TV show
I left the set of my own TV, TV show
The crowd is buzzing to the hype man
I won’t go back there
Spotlights and regret, take off your headsets
It’s time to wrap it up
The coffee is cold again
The script is not bold at all
chorus
They’re coming out to stop my think
Hold my nose and take a drink
Perform like a circus act
Now comes the electric prod
Make me bow and take a nod
Remind me of my contract
It’s time to go home
Please let me go home
chorus
Never going back never going back
Never going back never going back
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9. |
July
04:09
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"JULY" LYRICS
Ice melts
Paraffin melts
Dripping from his wings
Wait for me on the sand on the shore in July
I watch her
The stereo is a little too loud
And life seemingly goes on
Wait for me on the sand on the shore in July
And someone somewhere is canning laughter
And swallowing pride
And language won’t betray me
Wait for me on the sand on the shore in July
The lights go out
Neurons fire
I jump the synapse
And ask her for a match
I climb the platform and I look around
Nothing but water
Water and wind
Wait for me on the sand on the shore in July
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10. |
Bed of Nails (Trying)
06:13
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"BED OF NAILS (TRYING)" LYRICS
Who got the number of that truck?
It hit me hard and I got crushed
Now I’m desperate for a nurse
Tell me how can it get worse?
No goals scored, no diamonds deep
Caving now just makes me weep
Winds of change pushing me around
Transformers exploding in my brain
I'm fucked
I’m trying, uh-huh I’m trying,
I’m trying, on this jacked up, f’d up
Trying
It's not a normal day
I have to push through
I got so much work to do
I’m going to flip like I just saw a ghost
Tails wagging on this dog day afternoon
Hold on hold on hold on hold on
Hold on hold on
Hold on – hold on
chorus
Bed of nails, bed of nails
Bed of nails, bed of nails
I’m on a bed of nails, bed of nails
A bed of nails, swerving toward the rails
Grind my patience to the ground
Why I am still lost and not found
It’s a never-ending shit-ass day
Has me breaking
I’m not faking
This sun is baking
chorus
Bed of nails, bed of nails
Bed of nails, bed of nails
I’m on a bed of nails, bed of nails
A bed of nails, swerving toward the rails
Grind my patience to the ground.
Why do I stay lost and not found?
Drive my patience to the ground
I'm trying
Grind my patience to the ground
Trying
Trying
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Man's Body Chicago, Illinois
Five piece Chicago/LA collab. Formed in 2016. Released debut CD EP, 'Found', in 2017. 'Put Your Family In It' is our debut album. Man's Body is: Greg Franco, J. Niimi, Marco Obaya. (Plus friends.) Studioesque soft-punk. Stay Found.
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