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The United States of America
Album - 6 marzo 1968 - Debaser id 102419

di The United States of America

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The American Metaphysical Circus (05:00)
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At precisely eight-o-five
Doctor Frederick von Meier
Will attempt his famous dive
Through a solid sheet of luminescent fire.

In the center of the ring
They are torturing a bear
And although he cannot sing
They can make him whistle Londondderry Air

And the price is right,
The cost of one admission is your mind

We shall shortly institute
A synopticon of fear
While it's painful, it will suit
Many customers whose appetities are queer

Or for those who wish to pay
There are children you can bleed
In a most peculiar way
We can give you all the instruments you'll need

And the price is right,
The cost of one admission is your mind

If you're harder yet to serve
We have most delightful dreams;
Our recorders will preserve
The intensity and passion of your screams.

For we only aim to please;
It's our customers who gain
As their appetities increase
They must come to us for pleasure and for pain.

And the price is right,
The cost of one admission is your mind.
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The Garden of Earthly Delights (02:39)
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Poisonous gardens, lethal and sweet,
Venomous blossoms
Choleric fruit, deadly to eat.
Violet nightshades, innocent bloom,
Omnivourous orchids
Cautiously wait, hungrily loom
You will find them in her eyes,
In her eyes, in her eyes.
Petrified willows, twisted and brown
Carrion swallows
Wait in the wet darkening room
Withering shadows, quietly grow
Potently breeding
Into a spectacular glow.
You will find them in her eyes,
In her eyes, in her eyes.
Lemonous petals, dissident play,
Tasting of ergot,
Dancing by night, dying by day.
Blackening mushrooms drink in the rain,
Sinister nightblooms
Wilt with the dawn's welcoming pain.
You will find them in her eyes,
In her eyes, in her eyes.
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I Won't Leave My Wooden Wife for You, Sugar (03:54)
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Now listen, Baby,
And try to understand
That tying you is fine
And whipping you is grand.
Now I just can't tell you how much fun it's been.
You make me feel twenty-five again.

But I can't leave my wooden wife for you, sugar
I got a split level house with a wonderful view, sugar,
A couple next door who do the things we do, sugar,
And every Saturday we sit around the pool.
If I should meet you on the street someday,
I hope you'll understand me if I look away,
It isn't that I'm ashamed about you and me
But I've got to consider my morality.
And I won't leave my wooden wife for you, sugar,
I got a split level house with a wonderful view,
sugar,
Three sweet kids and Yorkshire terrier, too,
sugar.
And I just couldn't stand it when you come late from school.
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Where Is Yesterday (03:07)
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(Agnus dei
Qui tollis peccata mundi
Miserere eis.

Agunus dei
Qui tollis peccata mundi
Donna eis requiem.)

Do you remember what you said and did
a thousand years ago?
Where is yesterday?

Do you remember what you said and did
a thousand weeks ago?
Where is yesterday?

Yesterday in crannies or in nooks you will not find;
Yesterday in chronicles or books you will not find;
All you see of yesterday is shadows in your mind;
Shadows on the pavement but no bodies do you find.
Do you believe that snows of winters long ago return again?
Where is yesterday?
A voice you knew a thousand years ago you can't remember when?
Where is yesterday?

Here is only waiting for a day that went before
Here is only waiting for an answer at the door;
Here is only living without knowing why for sure.
Here is something gone you cannot find it anymore.
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Stranded in Time (01:49)
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Early in the morning
When the sun is still asleep,
Father drinks his cup of coffee
Kisses Mother on the cheek,
Off to work he goes
What he does nobody knows
But he's sure to bring home money every week.

Time when he and Mother were young,
Now those days are departed
Now he's left brokenhearted,
Stranded in time.

They dote upon the children
Like some characters in plays
As if nearness to their youngers
Would recall their golden days.

And Father sold the looking glass
That once stood in the hall
And now Mother tends to tell the time
By pictures on the wall.

Times when she would laugh in his arms
Are now vanished forever,
Now they stand close together
Stranded in time.
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