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Heart Strung Puppet
04:41
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This song is a warning
To all the ladies I’d like to call my own
Y’see my mind is broken
And my heart, it likes to roam
Hi, my names Trev, I’m a love-aholic
I like to think of myself as a heart-strung puppet
Lemme know if you find a way that I can stop it
Cuz It hits me as hard as cars toss Jackson Pollack
I highly recommend us not getting involved
Cuz I’ve been known to get pretty carried away
And say something like, “I hope I marry a girl like you,”
And well, odds are you’re gonna dump me anyways
Chorus:
I know I’m a little intense
I can’t help the way I am
There’s a fire yearning inside
That you’ll ignite and fan
So you better stay away from me
Or else I’ll t get sucked in
To a world that don’t exist
Cuz you just wanna be friends
Well clearly you don’t know what’s goes on in my mind
I need a girl to distract me, a lady to unwind
Y’see I’m sick...and tired...of time
I need to kiss ya, pretend that you’re mine
Chrous
After one date I’ll probably write a song about you
I can’t really help it, it’s...it’s just what I do
I’ll think about you constantly, my sleep schedules gone to shit
All this even though I know you’re gonna ditch...me
It was over before it even started
You were worried you’d leave me broken hearted
Well, how else could you expect me to act
When you keep pulling on my heart strings, like that
I can’t be your friend
I wanna kiss you too much
Just never call me again
I’ll find someone else, tomorrow
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2. |
River June
04:25
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I can’t help but smile as you walk in
Big chocolate eyes, long hair, tall and thin
You ask me what’s so funny, I don’t know where to begin
You say I’ll never make you nervous, but I think I can
Chorus:
Well you tough
But I’m funny
Ride me like a river June
Make me your slave Sunday to Monday
You don’t believe that a gentleman could still exist
I bet I can spend the night without giving up a kiss
So you pull me aside and start pecking at my lips
Your playful spirit is something I can hardly resist (in fact I can’t!)
Chorus x2
You say romance
Only exists in France
As you undo my pants
And say you want to feel me
But still I know
How far I’ll go
So you won’t forget me
Now come on and kiss me
You say you don’t believe a single word I say
Well, the way that you flirt makes me feel the same way
But, the smell of your sweat, well, I trust biology (pheromones)
“Now I’ll be gone for a fortnight,” you say teasingly
I can’t help but feel you’re hiding something from me
And so I find myself lured into your mystery
A troublemaker who draws birds and likes anime
The kind of girl that I know can never be tamed
Chorus x2
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3. |
Reckless
05:10
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Her name is Stevie, or Stephie, or maybe Abigail
I couldn’t tell you cuz she don’t seem to know herself
She warns the boys, “stay away or else you’re gonna get burnt”
He doesn’t listen cuz he thinks he sees a nice girl inside of her
But he’s reckless
On the roof of his Jeep the sip some beers, he thinks he stands a chance
Digesting tacos they share, comparing stories of past romance
Wrapped up together in a blanket, the night is going as he wished
Til she looks him in the eyes and proudly claims, “I’m a cold hearted bitch,” (& lets out a laugh)
She’s reckless
Lights flash as the ambulance pass and he goes in for a kiss
She bites his tongue, scratching his neck he chokes her back, that’s when the fun begins
He walks her home and gently asks, “so am I ever gonna see you again?”
She gives her number but he knows that she ain’t ever gonna be his girlfriend
But he’s reckless
The next day he calls her up, they go to the bar and shoot some pool
A few days later he convinces her to grab some ice cream and take a break from school
A busy weekend, well she’ll meet him when he gets back from being out of town
She ignores him the whole day then calls him love, this girl is messing around (I smell trouble)
Cuz she’s reckless
Two weeks later still can’t reach her well at least he’s played this game now times galore
She calls him up and kindly says that she don’t wanna keep romancing him no more (well duh)
She rambles on he’s a great guy, he’s going places, man she’s got it all wrong
He ain’t sad, just wasting time, “Cold hearted bitch? Nah she’s just another dumb broad.”
But he was reckless
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4. |
Rukuku
03:36
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You ever wake up in the middle of the night
And you can’t move a single inch your body’s crippled from the fright
To emerge from your cocoon, the safe space you call your bed
Paralyzed by swarms of thoughts already racing through your head
Well I’ve got some news to share with you, my friend, you’re not alone
It’s a syndrome that you suffer, like a boy too far from home
So relax and breath and listen to advice I learned with friends
When life’s overwhelming you, sing these words instead: Rukuku
Rukuku x4
The mind is like a garden-at least that’s what Bill Clinton said
Fertile soil, you must weed it, less poison plants grow instead
Meditation is a shovel, exercise can be your plow
Art composts the bigger pieces, brings you back to here and now
I’ve found the answers to your questions floating lost in cyberspace
It’s the looming fear of failure that makes us feel so out of place
You can’t compare yourself to others, every journey is unique
Everybody’s learning lessons and one day you too will teach
Till then sing
Rukuku x16
She smells like sex and cigarettes, she stumbles prowling on the town
Puffed up on amphetamines, he’s forgotten how to frown
Like Romeo and Juliet, they share a moment at a ball
Intoxicated glances assess statistics, soon he falls
Into the trap she spun to catch him, still it’s he that brings her home
They go to bed but never sleep, the neighbours hear ‘em scream and moan
Daybreak sheds its sober light, two lovers find they share a heart
They vow to quit their ill addictions, build a new life from the start
And they sing:
Rukuku x8
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5. |
Mockingbird Blues
03:10
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I need a pick me up to combat you putting me down
But deep inside I know my own bad vibe is what makes me frown
A slight perspective shift reorients reality
Train your mind, be free
Hey God, do you remember me?
I used to cry, when I do not believe
I curse and scream, and I blaspheme your name
But still you take me back and I must go on with no shame
Restarted, broken-hearted, hopelessly chasing the muse
A lust-filled sex-expression, tick tock she’s a burning fuse
Yet still I temp myself, poison by forbidden fruit
Saboteuse, she water-colours, me I guitar, guess that’s cool too
[Wishing I could water-color, instead I guitar, guess that’s cool (too)]
Hey Trev, do you remember me?
Addictive Nature, hijack personality
The soil screams, cities brings out the worst in me
Shadows shine a light on it it, we wear our sins upon our sleeves
Funnel my life into a song, I’ve done no right, I’ve done no wrong
Getting by the best that I can, I’ll find my life in the holy land
I’ve made new friends, I’ve made em well, I’ve seen my parents walk through hell
Soon my time will come to fly, I’ll flap my wings as I sing into the night
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6. |
Indian Boy
05:00
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There was a boy who went down to India
He didn’t know what he’d find there
Some mystery, something special
Another story that he could tell
He was excited
Thought he had faith on his side
Little did he know
It was gonna be a bumpy ride
He hadn’t been warned that people
Weren’t all good, some were evil
Wandering the street, looking for a place to sleep
He never expected the kind of people he’d meet
Well they seduced him
Got him all caught up
In a lie of love
That’s when time stopped
The phone rang, it wa the minister
Of customs, boy was he disturbed
How could an artist, let alone a traveller
Afford such jewels? It sounded absurd
Well he was right
The money’d never been paid
The boy was tricked from the start
And he was afraid
So he started to pray
Every night and day
“I just want to go home,”
He’s quietly say
They brought him to the store and had him buy some gold
To pay back the sum that he’d been told
Would set him free, from the misery
A near tragedy, this little boy was me…
What’s the moral?
If you’re in danger for being stupid like me
And the currency is simply money
Do the smart thing, and pay it quickly
Or you might end up in the river Ganges
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7. |
Dirty Stinkin' Artist
03:37
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Ooo haha
Ooo hahaha
Hahaha hohoho
Heeheehee hoohooha
Muhuwahaha
Tell me sir have we met before
Because you look like someone that I once knew
In a previous life, or maybe last week
To be totally honest I can’t remember
Because I drink too much and I sleep too little
I don’t even know if I eat anymore
I’m living with musicians
And every day just melts one into the other
I’m having more fun than I feel like I’ve had in years
Still I can’t explain the endless streaming of these tears
Life gets back on track and suddenly veers
I’m trapped in a room covered head to toe in mirrors
And I don’t recognize me
Chorus
Just drop into the mix
Get yourself a quick fix
Don’t fall for no tricks
Just believe in Magic
But every time I look away I see
Just how sanitary my life could be
Sober practicing yoga everyday
But you know that the artist inside has got to play
Or he’ll fade away
Vices come and virtues go
And sanity flies out the door
I follow it to find myself
But when I do I scream and shout
What have I become today
Bohemian Squatting away
His life and goals, mentality
Dissolving into rhapsody
Pleasure seeking each and every day
Picking up the shattered pieces of my brain
Running like the Kiddo after game
Officially, I think I’ve lost my way
But the voice says, “No!”
Chorus
Y’see I live a double life
I’m Doctor Jeckle and Mr. Hyde
“Pleased to meet you,” I say to myself
Hanging my ego up on the shelf
So I can choose a different skin
Wear the right one and I win
Another round in this game of chance
Choreographing life into the ultimate dance
When I speak I feel like I just lie
I get what I want and I don’t even try
People say I’m such a lucky guy
Sometimes it hurts so bad I wanna die
But the angels say, “Breathe.”
Chorus
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8. |
Ron's Song
04:59
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Chorus:
You remind me of a lover, the kind I used to be
Now I’m hiding under covers, as you walk away from me
All my life I’ve been holding out, haven’t met her, loneliness bringing me down
End up with a catalogue of angry songs, focused on relationships that started out wrong
Cuz I act like a free agent runnin’ ‘round town, and I get worked up when things with girls don’t work out
And end up sounding like the kind of guy that I hate, scaring away the ladies that I wish I could date
I don’t like how I’m acting, so I’ll try drinking to set the beast free
Pour me another round, let’s see if it helps, stops me to think
About all the reasons that I should say no, ignore my conscience and just go with the flow
But I know every time a star passes by, I make the same wish as my teardrops dry
To meet you
And treat you, the way that I should
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Trevor Burnett Montreal, Québec
Trevor Burnett is a Montreal-born, world-travelling artist.
Currently pursuing music/performance,
he has previously published two books/comics, and is a traditional drawer/painter.
Trevor is an avid gardener, cook, and environmentalist.
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