Invites
by Hollis Webb
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Typhoid Mary
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Cruel
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Love Song for Lubbock
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Enemy of Romance
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Invited
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released 12 November 2010
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If you cut him open, he'd bleed dust and cotton. The beating of his heart sounds like a perfect rendition of the cardboard- ... more drumbeat from Buddy Holly's "Not Fade Away." He is easily hypnotized by the spinning, white wind turbines that dot the land surrounding the caprock in West Texas. His name is Hollis Webb, and he would like for you to listen to his weird little music. less
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- Track Name: Typhoid Mary
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Typhoid Mary, spreading your disease
ruining the lives of every single man she feeds
I'm just looking for a gal who cooks and cleans
and then I met you mary and you infected me
HEY!
Typhoid Mary, spreading your disease
Telling all the women whatever she may please
they're just looking for a gal a man would need
and then they met you Mary--you seldom ever cede.
And you're no good for me
and I'm too good for you
You should be quarantined
You take no responsibility
Typhoid Mary, spreading your disease
ruining the lives of every single man she feeds
I'm just looking for a gal a man would need
and then I met you mary and you infected me
and then I met you mary and you infected me
and then I met you mary and you infected me - Track Name: The Signs (and what they say)
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I've got the whole world knocking on my door asking where to find you
I've got your house shoes beating on my floor asking me to dance
I've got the record turning on the stereo and the mulled wine boiling on the stove
ooh whoa whoa whoa
And I know the signs and what they say:
"the moon aligns in some sort of way"
Or maybe it's Venus? Or maybe it's Mars?
But I love you girl, so--fuck the stars!
You've got your newspaper spread across the table looking at your daily
You've got your notepad out and your good pen taking lots of notes
I've got the corkscrew turning in the Ecco and the blanket spread across the floor
ooh whoa whoa whoa
And I know the signs and what they say:
"the moon aligns in some sort of way"
I'll protect you from tigers and pull-up bars
Because I love you girl, so--fuck the stars! - Track Name: Cruel
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You only love me when I'm cruel to you
You only care enough to kiss me when I ignore you.
And I pace around the living room I'll blackout if I don't leave soon
Your thoughts will never leave me be
I'm drowning in your misery
But I can't be cruel to you - Track Name: Love Song for Lubbock
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I live in Lubbock, it's not that bad
I know some good folks there if you disagree it makes me mad
I love you Lubbock and my favorite part
is all the music there--it's a town that runs on dick and heart
And it might be the mold
And it might be the dust
And it might be the auburn colored rust
on the derrick in the field
I was born in Lubbock
My parents raised me well
But I drink and I make some noise
and on the weekends I raise some hell
Well I love you, Lubbock, but if I go
I'll never speak a word of doubt
I'll be back before you even know
And it might be the mold
And it might be the dust
And it might be the auburn colored rust
on the derrick in the field - Track Name: Enemy of Romance
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You like Sex in the City
and Eat, Pray, Love
The Ya Ya Sisterhood
and the Joyluck Club
You should take your traveling pants
cause I've had enough
Your crappy taste in movies
is just too much
Oh my God your music!
It really sucks
Alanis Morissette sounds like a castrated duck
And that Tori Amos lady
makes me cut myself
And Sarah McLaughlin needs some fucking help
And oh the things I'd do for you
I would quit smoking and I'd stay in school
I'd go back to church and I'd learn how to dance
for the girl, my love, the enemy of romance
I know I'm mediocre in every way
I guess I cannot blame you for not wanting to stay
But I hope some day you're lonely and you think of me
I'm the guy you left, for high society - Track Name: Invited
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I used to be a nice guy
and then I made the switch
it was a curse she cast upon
violet-covered witch
I saw her through the crowd
I spoke aloud I held you close
and then I turned around and left to go
I left to go.
And on and on we go
through the rain and through the snow
I'd follow you
to hell below.
