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Live at The Temple

by The Hoovers

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1.
Don't She Rock Me (free) 02:32
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Buccaneer 02:19
no fire in my kitchen no kitchen you see but i fry up & boil for my pleasure & me my bed has no trestle my trestle no bed but no man i know rests a happier head my house has no door my door has no house & always my sweetheart she comes & she goes my cellar is high my barn it is deep all topsy & turvy i lay down to sleep & sharpish awaking i’m off at a pace at no place i’m stopping my stopping’s no place my house has no door my door has no house & always my sweetheart she comes & she goes it’s over the gate higher than noon jumping a thistle whistling a tune i’m making it up i can’t tell a lie hands on the ground & my shoes in the sky my house has no door my door has no house & always my sweetheart she comes & she goes
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you gotta be dead to get to heaven you gotta be six foot underground you gotta be rotten & smellin you got to not be around you gotta have slaters up your nostrils & those bacterias be turning you into slush when you're just a heap of pollution it's then you'll find the kingdom of god so come all you brothers & sisters with me & all you little children too so come on & die & you will see that jesus will do it for you don't think that i'm a pessimist cos that would be a lie just read the bible & jesus will teach you to die you gotta be dead to get to heaven you gotta be six foot underground you gotta be rotten & smellin you got to not be around you gotta have slaters up your nostrils & those bacterias be turning you into sod when you're just a heap of pollution it's then you'll find the kingdom of god
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bold john heke was a wounded man he came to the beach to execute his plan began to destroy the whaler’s house & all that noise brought the magistrate out “go home, be quiet” said john heke to him “go home now or else you’ll swim & see that flag at the top of town when i come back that flag comes down” the magistrate just smiled & left he did not believe john heke’s threat but on the day that john heke came back he put an end to that union jack hear the birds chirp like mad a flag & a thud, the swing of an axe & heke cries “tears, who me? but no, this moment i’m in ecstacy” governor fitzroy is not impressed he puts a hundred pounds on john heke’s head but bold john heke’s not short of a few he puts a hundred pounds on fitzroy’s head too another flag is raised on the hill but heke’s straight back, his look bodes ill he says “devourer of the skies – divide, divide for the devourer of the earth does multiply” another flagpole cased in iron another union jack set a-flyin a moat, a blockhouse & thirty men who did not want to see that flag fall again but heke’s men are crouched the scrub with musket, axe, spear & club & on march eleven, 1845 heke takes the flag yet another time well i hate to cut a story short but john william heke was getting bored & after abandoning his third fort to the troops he tries to take it back for some sport but like the soldiers he can’t get in he can’t lose, he can’t win heke sighs “tears, who me i’m never going to cry, can’t you see?”
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she looks out to sea, chains clinking in the breeze then walks along the waterfront, moonlight through the trees i’m on the jetty saying “lord, help me please” ding a ling, the first time i saw her hips i fell into the sea take a look at this town, i don’t see anything shutters, a broken drain, a second storey doorbell rings ocean fog just keeps on rolling in ding a ling, i stepped straight through the door & fell into the sea mermaid vagabond, both her arms on both her lips it’s all or nothing, she don’t believe in ships i’ve been walking, seems like eternity ding a ling, six days, on the seventh i fell into the sea how can i describe her look so near to me? her eyelids, bottom lip slip away like gasoline rainbows i’ve seen across puddles in the street ding a ling, no one saw my face again, i fell into the sea
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a pilot’s morning, flat calm & the sweet smell of day squadrons doff their shells, lift off & sweep the bay where morning sun & winos meet, this is my tense i glide between masts & chains foretelling accidents not a breath of wind, still grains of salt hurtle through the streets the ragged cast is assembled, perched upon their seats & the captain’s orders “i only want the fittest of the bunch” me, i’m merely here for lunch a flap-flap of the wings keeps me motionless now the councilor is taking coffee with his scrambled eggs wise & fat, he survives by knowing what will happen next & the pavement is a work of art, everyone knows it is & god isn’t interested in our comfort, neither are we in his crooks they ride on bicycles, business women jog well dressed devils in tell-tale hats out to walk the dog on the fire-escape the cleaning lady mutters underneath her breath “goody-goods, goody-goods, let me wring your necks” a flap-flap of the wings keeps me motionless
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Press Along (free) 02:20
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Johnny B Goode (free) 03:24
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Poor Boy (free) 02:35
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Rita May (free) 02:47

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released March 1, 2011

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