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Ik Otik

Aztlan Underground

Sub-Verses

1999

Tlazocamati Ometeotl Tonatiuh
Tlazocamati Ometeotl Tonatiuh
I'm grateful for all the good things that I'm able to do
Thankful for all the good things

Letter in the Rain

Paul Kelly

Live at Sydney Opera House

2019

never see again

Once we were together, that I do remember
All the rest is like a letter in the rain

So I go to check my snares, see what night

However long you’re back home my baby
I don’t buy white bread or any brown liquor
It’s organic fruit stamped by the picker
That shit is expensive, so’s

I know will you let go of me?

We watch Boy scouts in brown
Taking  tents down
Tents that men then take away 
There’s room in your pocket
For both

smiling
I carol in everyone's face
The singing the beauty the fellowship
Nothing that you can do will go erase
See we still here
And we don't fear
Nothing

and aunt
So he left Tatooine with light saber in his pants

You can bet I wanna be a jedi, there is no try only a do

Use use use the force, trust me Luke

Tell me in the morning
When sunrise arrives, 4:45
You tell me that you love me
What a surprise
I can see it in your brown eyes
Same place, different

cognac
And the next thing she knows,
You're sniffin' round her back
And she says:

"What do you think you're doin'?"

You say, "Come on baby.
Don't let

Then pretend he is Parson Brown
He'll say "Are you married?"
We'll say "No man"
But you can do the job
When you're in town 

Later on
We'll conspire

pouring down
and the leaves are turning brown
can't you see
that now it's cold outside
and it's all because of you
'cause there's nothing i can do
to make

Then pretend he is Parson Brown
He'll say "Are you married?"
We'll say "No man"
But you can do the job
When you're in town 

Later on
We'll conspire

: on a work bounce back
La j'ai henny lime dans un brown bag
Low pack, quand ils font leur truc c'est une bonne blague
Grosses basses, fenêtres

selkle for
fantasy
By then
Do damage already done so
be careful
Obaa f3f33f3
Ena wa hyihy3 weni tis3
tsoobi
Painty wenim tis3 tsoobi
Misr3wo wuhunua fr3nu

your life's great
What do you say?
to retail therapy?

Sit
And wait
And wait
And wait

All day

Just wait for your package
Sit by the door all day

sopping hole
Brown eye bowl
Anal Field goal
Bussy on swole
I said!
Spread me
Taste me
Fuck me
Nearly beloved here we have gathered
To shine light on this

How's a phone gone be mistaken for a gun
Everyone you know carries a phone, but not all carry a gun
You'd think it be obvious by now to determine

wooden stairs
You say oh no don't go up there
The VCR is just in sight as we loaded it with false delight
And the first sights and sounds are burnt I have

think you are doing it wrong
but well in fact you are an expert

Samurai Jackson
Brown India Irie
Anthony sabato
went to general Hospital

Wanted

it you can too
Let me tell you what we about to do

Hook:
We gonna rock, rock, rock, rock n roll wit it baby
Roll all over the world
We gonna rock,

man
But you can do the job When you're in town
Later on we'll conspire
As we dream by the fire
To face unafraid
The plans that we've made
Walking in

believe

But collusion bleeds through back alleys
From parapets that end on feet
When one is weak they discretely meet
They throw the bones into

King sized bed, just sleeping one
She's on holiday alone
She left her worries, back at home
She ran away unchaperoned
A big straw hat, and a short

It's a sad old world and it always was
And you sometimes do what you never does
You spent your money and you took your chance
But it all ran out

Down the street at Shades bar, that same daydream
You’re scanning the horizon from the top of a light brown, palomino horse
wearing a buckskin suit