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Iguana Salad (Archive)

by Legs On Wheels

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1.
Move Closer 02:48
Move closer Your love is on display If I didn't know better I'd say you had a mind to Forget something, on the walk home can't say nothing 'Til a cry ripple out from your frustrated eyes It's no surprise you're phasing out and realigning To the scene, your secret's safe with me But I'm gonna feel like a fool There's a whirlpool of energy through me Move closer You're saying all the right things Been thinking about you under the surface bubble If anything could only temper talking And I listen for the cause, entertained and oh so empty All the while you lie with me You're floating like a tangerine in the sea You drift away from me But I can feel it Hear it coming to feed me Here I go Move closer Move closer Move closer Move closer Move closer Love spills over
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The Gauntlet 06:33
Safe in my sweet cocoon, no sirens for to wake me soon I'll float down the river, captured in time Motionless but for the fishes that swim in my eyes But a riverbed is just too cold a place to rest my head So please let me know when the lava cuts below The water's scintillating flow Now that I'm sober I'd better run the gauntlet Did you see the paper? Who done the dirty this time? Read one, you've read them all Heard they've got a new tax Fifty percent on thinking caps, well Can't say that I'm surprised Gotta pay for more defences Against those Russian spies, well I never thought too much Of making such a fuss They built a wall inside me Told me you can't make it better But now that I'm stoned again I'm odds and ends, I'm undecided And still no truth provided Alone with heavy eyelids My soul, of late it feels so damn divided And what if I don't believe (my own mind)? And what if I can't recall (take your time)? And what if I'm not that portrait I painted so carefully, meticulously Wrong? Thinking of taking off, a ticket to a fantasy But I won't get too far Carrying all that I've lived so far, no I'll shed my civilian skin A little reinvention A little more magic than I can mention Gotta spend some time alone Just to decorate your home The last thing you see before you You've always looked to me A picture of the sea You're the wave that breaks upon my shore The wind that knocks at the door But now that I'm running out of things that I can say belong to me I can't reach my thoughts around it The sage with many outfits It sleeps in shadows that defy defining Spinning out a circle in a daydream Westward pretending we don't see the daughter of the sea Slowly sinking into a pool of callous and crude oil Oil OIL OIL! And what if all that I know (I don't know)? And is it too late to change (when I go)? And can it really be true that someday this all will be forgotten, Lost forever GONE
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Ziplock 04:37
A man half awake in routine inspection Fingers in ziplock, temples in tension Dances before him a pop-up parade Of characters sculpted in clay His friends all agree, unlike you and me He's losing his mind to a sea of debris And it falls to them, yes, the ones in the right To sell out his meekness for might But visions unspoken, they gather and grow in the night 'Til the gnomes in the garden, they carry them into the sun All fujkt reubkj ka gretum fagje All I ever want from you Is to fall through your empty again and again All I ever hope for me (you) Is to crawl into your (my) dream And into my dream A child without time, phosphorescently minded No inclination by fools to be blinded again Abandoned by fathers that worship the name And sanction the emperor's game But there's no token, treasure or trinket known That will not be broken, shattered or melted to cinder All I ever want from you Is to fall through your empty again and again All I ever hope for you (me) Is to crawl into my (your) dream And into my dream All of your handbags and hand-me-downs All your neon dictators in plastic crowns You keep them all to yourself Your monuments built on the ashes of bone All your go-getting blood-letting crooks and crones You keep them all to yourself Stop, look and think, with an ear to the ground You'll hear shudders that one day will bury this town They seem to speak to me
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What have you got to say? What have you got to say? What have you got to say? What have you got to say? What have you got to say? What have you got to say? What have you got to say? What have you got to say? You will see Dr Neuron now Vegetables and dopamine Cosmic rays and phantoms green Look into the sacred armadillo head Believe what you're seeing, see what you believe Your mind is a spinning jenny, pulls the thread Look into the sacred armadillo head Look into the sacred armadillo head Believe what you're seeing, see what you believe
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What do you see when you look in the mirror, A devilish friend or a debt-collector? Talk to me I've taken my soul on a roller-coaster over the sea Hung it out to dry on a weathervane The weatherman says I must be insane Took him by surprise when I pulled a raincloud out the sky And I Summer stood me up and winter pulled me Down to the ground where I saw a sad old clown In my clothes Cigarette hold on a choke-down throat, oh no I've been sold Indoor snow from a toothless comb Woke up in a body that I didn't know Clawing at my bones, getting on the phone to Interpol La la la I've gotta take it for some time I seem to find a cage around my mind Before you disappear and I'm still stuck in time Heavy human disguise for a martian mind Shaking off the shackles of this warm-blooded chemistry Better shake hands with the cold chrome-fingered God of the century Shapeshifter, your eyes to the floor Crawling under the crack in the door You caught me thinking we'd be waiting eighteen years or more More I've gotta take it for some time I seem to find a cage around my mind Before you disappear and I'm still stuck in time

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Before the Wheel grew its now indispensable extra Legs, Danny recorded this album alone in numerous bedrooms and with scant technical gubbins.

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released May 25, 2018

Trumpet / Matt Scheepers
Everything else / Danny Murgatroyd

Artwork by Jenni Butler
All tracks mixed by Danny Murgatroyd, except
Ziplock mixed by George Roberts

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