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Greatest Hits
03:28
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I went swimming
With Brian Jones’s ghost
I’m prepared to have
Fun at any cost
I’ll be head back sailing through the cosmos
Don’t say anything
That you might regret
It could break the spell
Then what would be left?
I’ll be head back sailing through to the unknown
Hard to love easy to miss
I’m gonna laugh until I make myself sick
I’ll be by the pool listening to the greatest hits
Why don’t you give me a kiss for the road
The cards say go big or go home
I’ll be head back sailing through to the unknown
Old wound pick it until it bleeds
More often than not it’s an anomaly
I’ll be riding top down through purgatory
Hard to love easy to miss
I’m gonna laugh until I make myself sick
I’ll be by the pool listening to the greatest hits
Hard to love easy to miss
I’m gonna laugh until I make myself sick I’m gonna laugh until I’m
I’m feeling sick
I wanna listen to the
The greatest hits
The greatest hits
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2. |
Angel
03:36
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You don’t know me well
I’m sleeping on your shoulder
I wonder if you can tell
I couldn’t dream of anyone better
And I know and I know and I know
I might feel alone when I wake up
And I know and I know and I know
I’m your angel right?
I’m your angel right
And you’re my ride or die
And I’m your angel right?
I can almost hear bells
Chiming from the Church of St. Mary Magdalene
You’ve situated yourself
In my heart and really there’s nothing better than that
And I know and I know and I know
If its not real then I don’t wanna wake up
And I know and I know and I know
I’m your angel right?
I’m your angel right
And you’re my ride or die
And I’m your angel right?
I’m your angel right?
I’m your angel right
And you’re my ride or die
And I’m your angel right?
You don’t know me well
But you still know me better than anyone else
You don’t know me well
But you still know me better than anyone else
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3. |
Cowboy in London
03:25
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I wanna get wasted
On imported Coors Banquet
A shy lonesome tourist
In Piccadilly Circus
I could be a cowboy in London
Think I could play the part
‘Cause I’m kinda cheap
And I’m pretty tall
Cowboy
I’m a cowboy in London
(Ah-hoo in London)
Cowboy
I’m a cowboy in London
(Ah-hoo in London)
My rhinestones were fading
In a Kensington basement
Up all night dancing
Two step to Led Zeppelin
I could be a cowboy in London
Think I could play the part
‘Cause I’m kinda cheap
Talking sweet
And I’m pretty tall
Cowboy
I’m a cowboy in London
(Ah-hoo in London)
Cowboy
I’m a cowboy in London
With new stars in my eyes
I ride off into the sunrise
Cowboy
I’m a cowboy in London
(Ah-hoo in London)
Cowboy
I’m a cowboy in London
(Ah-hoo in London)
Cowboy
(I could be a cowboy in London)
Ah-hoo in London
Cowboy
(I could be a cowboy in London)
Ah-hoo in London
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4. |
Utopian Fantasy
04:45
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Born of the gold spring
Living out my utopian fantasy
It’s harder than it would seem
I’ve been lost in lost in lost in everything
Silly nightmares still kind of scare me
Gilded Lillies are still kind of pretty
The candle’s crying wax tears
Gallery of lights and stars are pricked through the dark canopy
Symphony of ringing in my ears
I’ve been lost in lost in lost in everything
Going nowhere still kind of scares me Alright oh well
I’m still tossing pennies
I’ve been lost in lost in lost in everything
I’ve been lost in lost in lost in everything
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5. |
Cupid and Psyche
02:03
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Cupid and Psyche
Dancing circles around me
Whispering through the veil
Through all eternity
In love with what you can’t see
Aphrodite and Eros
Fourth god after chaos
Arrow through the heart
Lots of love lots of loss
Lots of love lots of loss
No telling if things will work out alright
Come to the garden see what you’ll find
Lots of love lots of loss
Lots of love lots of loss
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6. |
Dreamboat Soulmate
03:30
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Always had a thing for crooked teeth
I’ve been laying petals at your feet
Worshipping at the altar you built for me
Crossed paths in my astral dreams
With you lurking in the atmosphere
What’s the point of sleeping anymore
Dreamboat soulmate
I’d do whatever you said
Dreamboat soulmate
I’d do whatever you said
I put those medals on your bedpost, babe
I’ve fallen out of love with everything
What’s the point of fighting it anymore
All the buses stop for me and
I’m cruising through an astral weekend
All the things I’ve loved I’m leaving
So long, so lonely
In all I dream
Dream on, dream with me
In harmony
Dreamboat soulmate
I’d do whatever you said
Dreamboat soulmate
I’d do whatever you said
Dreamboat soulmate
I’d do whatever you say
Dreamboat soulmate
I’d do whatever you say
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7. |
I’m Not Really Here
02:55
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Took a turn for the worse
In this madness
And it’s starting to hurt
Forever feeling
Another realm, a yellow rose
Where I’m going
I almost wish I could stay
I can’t stop disappearing
And you’re calling out to me
And you’re reaching for my hand
And you’re calling out to me
But I can’t hear anything
And I’m not really here
I’m not really here
It’s all just smoke and mirrors
And I’m not really here
There’s a version of me
I keep dreaming
An invisible kiss
I’m forever feeling
There’s a version of me
That keeps driving
To a time and a place
That won’t stop disappearing
And you’re calling out to me
And you’re reaching for my hand
I’m not really here
I’m not really here
It’s all just smoke and mirrors
I’m not really here
I’m not really here
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8. |
Wrath
01:21
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9. |
Naked at the Feast
03:09
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In a standing trance
Totally self possessed
Cup filled to the brim
Like Dionysus
The sun has died forever
In spite of how it lingers
It’s dead in the sky
Dying on the vine
There’s laughter on the breeze
The night’s creeping in
All that’s left is the moon and its just waning
I have this kind of dream
Where I’m naked at the feast
They’re gonna eat me alive
And I’m just waiting waiting waiting
The sun has died forever In spite of how it lingers
Dead in the sky
Dying on the vine
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10. |
Five Pointed Star
02:55
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There’s no closing in
On the end of forever
No such thing as the beginning
The path of love can be seen
From above
Venus floats the eternal river forever
There’s no closing in
On the end of forever
No such thing as the beginning
The path of love can be seen
From above
Venus floats the eternal river, forever
Venus floats the eternal river, forever
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Allie Crow Buckley Los Angeles, California
Allie Crow Buckley’s music is a world unto itself. A journey from deep within the forest to the coastal cliffs. In sound, her music is a paradox, capturing the gentle folk of Joni Mitchell alongside the pagan allure of Black Sabbath. She is known for her balance of ethereal, soaring melodies, strong rhythmic elements, and heavy, rooted low end. 'Utopian Fantasy' LP coming May 19th. ... more
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