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Yabancı Şarkı Sözleri bölümü içinde Of Montreal> Aldhil's Arboretum konusu , Of Montreal > Aldhil's Arboretum >> Doing Nothing Nothing, we’re doing nothing just sitting and wondering why nothing’s happening Everyone was there in a wooden chair doing nothing Still doing ...
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Of Montreal> Aldhil's Arboretum
> Aldhil's Arboretum >> Doing Nothing Nothing, we’re doing nothing just sitting and wondering why nothing’s happening Everyone was there in a wooden chair doing nothing Still doing nothing, drinking smoking nothing’s happening No one seems to care in their wooden chair doing nothing I go walking through the park underneath a moldy sky Thinking “yes I think this place would be such a lonely place to die, such a lonely place to die” Nothing we’re doing nothing literally frozen stiff from nothing happening Something has to change cause it’s no longer feeling strange to do nothing Ad nauseam nothing and feeling acutely every millisecond pass We can ignore that this is sad because we know that it all adds up to nothing I go walking though the park underneath the moldy sky Thinking about all the different ways that would make lonely ways to die all the lonely ways to die >> Old People In The Cemetery Old people in the cemetery what must they be thinking of? must be frightening must be scary to visit the grave of a close friend who was the same age as you when they died There’s nothing precious about old people in the cemetery reciting bible passages unprepared to come to terms with the fact that we’re all food for worms what do they think a prayer could make a difference now? There’s nothing sadder than an old woman in the cemetery picking leaves off of her husbands tomb Knowing that her only wish is that she will die and join him soon It’s so sad to see them all just wither away, there’s nothing sadder then old people like that It must be hard to relate after the world of your youth totally evaporates Old men in the cemetery lurking like faint shadows of the dead gazing down at mother’s plot and longing to be there instead it’s a dreary fate and no one should have to be as depressing as old people like that >> Isn't It Nice Isn’t it nice living out in the country? It’s so nice for us to have a place off in our own space with no one to mind there’s Old Cranky the elderly lady next door who accuses us of burning down her barn it’s so different out here one thing I’ve learned is that you never interfere with Old Cranky’s bales of hay Isn’t it nice living out in the country? It’s so nice for us to have a place off in our own space with no one to mind there’s Larry our alcoholic neighbor at ten a.m. asking for a ride to the liquor store it’s so different out here one thing I’ve learned is that you never buy Larry beer or else he’ll bug you everyday it’s a long and winding road to our house so if you come to see us take it slow take it slow anyway when you come you will know why we stay so far from the city lights we don’t miss a thing from the city it’s good to drop out you should try it come take a walk at night it’s so quiet you should try it there’s Martin and his friend with the Thug Life tattoo looking menacing while landscaping the lawn it’s so different out here one thing I’ve learned is to be cautious of the deer they don’t care if they die it’s a long and winding road to our house so if you come to see us take it slow take it slow anyway when you come you will know why we stay so far from the city lights we don’t miss a thing from the city it’s good to drop out you should try it come take a walk at night it’s so quiet you should try it Isn’t it nice living out in the country? It’s so nice for us to have a place >> Jennifer Louise Jennifer Louise you don’t know me but we’re cousins your mamamama and my mamamama are sisters Jennifer Louise I haven’t seen you since I was a kid when my family spent the weekend at your house and your father helped when my eyelashes stuck together My mom told me that now you’re a young professional living with a significant someone Jennifer Louise we know so little about each other I’ll probably never call you up, write you a letter or see you in person Basically Jennifer Louise you don’t know me and we’re not friends But I was just wondering about you wondering if you ever think about me >> The Blank Husband Epidemic My Auntie Eleanor had a very unhappy husband who hated his job and hated his life So he wanted to drive his tan Chevy off of a bridge because he hated his car and he hated his life He couldn’t silence the ever present thought ”I’m doing all I can yet I’m an unsuccessful man” And his heart was blank don’t we know what blank people are good for what they are good for? My Auntie Eleanor had a very unhappy husband who just couldn’t escape or catch a break So he wanted to ride his bike blindfolded into traffic cause he hated his bike and he hated his life His heart was consumed with guilt from the knowledge he had not become a successful man he was an unsuccessful man and his heart was blank don’t we know what blank people are good for what they are good for? Till one day my Auntie introduced him to her friend named Gwendoline and she must have made a stunning first impression because he left my Auntie and never came back again leaving with Gwendoline But my Auntie didn’t care she knew she could find another blank husband anywhere by God they’re everywhere My Auntie Eleanor had a very unhappy husband >> Pancakes For One Pancakes for one are always depressing because having breakfast with you was such fun Pancakes for one are no fun Cocktails for one are never enchanting because having drinks with you was such fun Cocktails for one are no fun no fun no fun Standing near the vendor on the platform waiting for your train But yet again you’re not on it and I’m crestfallen holding a drooping flower bouquet A sundae for one is never delicious because eating junk food with you was such fun A Sunday for one is no fun All I’ve left of you is a photograph which only upsets me cause I can’t draw your attention your frozen in time Pancakes for one are always depressing because having breakfast with you was such fun Pancakes for one are no fun >> We Are Destroying The Song If you’re feeling old and grey and the pallet in your hand is Auntie Lime Remember to curve your virginity little Chinese titty If you look for Rick the Third and acknowledge that he hasn’t left a pang Report him to the Divinity little Chinese Ricky The little Chinese Ricky is of foam and you know that you can Ricky model home WAIT don’t go home we are performing the song!!!! If a Bertha had it’s mirth and the sack that held the attic up is torn Meow meow meow for eternity little Chinese kitty The little Chinese Ricky is of foam and you know that you can Ricky model home WAIT don’t go home we are destroying the song!!!! >> An Ode To The Nocturnal Muse I love to sleep I love my bed cause it brings strange dreams to me and life's much better when I’m asleep I can see anything don’t have to worry about anything I know you love to sleep you love your pillows cause they bring sweet dreams to you and life's much better when you’re asleep you can do anything don’t have to fuss over anything I can’t wait to be old growing senile together holding hands and both completely out of our heads We won’t notice when we’re dead we’ll be too busy dreaming too busy dreaming We’ll be too busy dreaming Life's much better when you’re asleep you can do anything don’t have to fuss over anything Well there’s nothing quite as great it’s my favorite mental state subconscious stream of thought creates avant garde films in my mind and watching them is how I like to spend my time I love to sleep I love my bed cause it brings strange dreams to me and life's much better when I’m asleep I can do anything don’t have to care about anything I can’t wait to be old growing senile together holding hands and both completely out of our heads We won’t notice when we’re dead we’ll be too busy dreaming too busy dreaming We’ll be too busy dreaming >> Predictably Sulking Sara Predictably sulking Sara wears a scowl on her face which no attempt at cheering can erase Look at her face so sad Consistently mopey Murrey worries his thong will be replaced by the hand whose eyes are shooting mace Look at his face so sad Maybe it’s best if two people as sad as this never meet but we wonder if somehow it might help to see one so sad for oneself to see how they look to the world so sad Look at their faces so sad >> Natalie And Effie In The Park Sundays were made for strolls through the park though before today she’d always gone alone Now the sun shines down all around them cause Natalie’s not alone she’s not alone On Friday she’d bought a Yorkshire terrier and instantly found a true friend of her own Now they sing and skip through the flowers cause Natalie’s not alone she’s not alone She named him Effie Effie was his name despite a bladder problem she loved him just the same She takes him nearly every where she goes he delights her with the many tricks he knows Now the sun shines down all around them cause Natalie’s not alone She knits him sweaters and woolen Winter hats from the window she watches him chase the neighbors cats And laughs and laughs “Hey Effie would you like to go for a walk? Would you like to go for a ride?” And Effie never left her side until she died >> A Question For Emily Foreman Emily do you think it’s safe to guess that you’ll be different from the rest Emily I don’t know if you’re truly make believe but my mind is open to you anyhow Oh someday I will say the following words to you Emily you’re very different from the rest you have me really quite impressed Emily I don’t know if you’re truly someone’s dream but my mind is open to you now Now Emily brings a tray of parfait to the troops of sinuous felines lounging in her chaise longue Now Emily with an ardent oratory inspires the troops of sinuous felines to do the bidding of Emily you know I’d love to know you best but are your confessions just in jest? Emily I hope that you are truly what you seem cause my heart is open to you >> Kissing In The Grass Kissing in the grass smiling to say “oh golly gee I think you’re dreamy” learning so much that way I do tend to believe there’s precious little that could amount to more Then kissing in the grass smiling to say “oh golly gee I hear bells ringing” forgetting so much that way I do tend to believe there’s precious little that illuminates us more then kissing in the grass Kissinginthegrasskissinginthegrasskissinginthegras s >> Kid Without Claws If you have any flaws we haven’t noticed them there is nothing at all you are lacking in Louis Kabu We are looking at you and we see an august gentleman Miss Birdy concurs and she’ll say so openly through an ear horn in gentrified eboniks she purrs “Monsieur Louis I adore you,I just adore you” Everything you attempt always ends in success and everyone that you meet always leaves feeling blessed Louis Kabu we are looking at you and you know that I remember when we first met your kid It was in Chinatown she was a cute lost little orphan so we gave her a home I could travel the world and yet still fail to see a soul that is half as kind or as fancy free as Louis Kabu We are looking at you and you know that I remember when we first met the kid it was in Chinatown she was a cute lost little orphan so we gave her a home Now I haven’t a qualm in declaring that there is no one at all quite as caring as Louis Kabu we are looking at you and we see a dashing gentleman Miss Nico bemoans cause you love Bird more then her but when you deign to allow her a visit she avers “Monsieur Louis I adore you I just adore you” If you have any claws we haven’t noticed them there is nothing at all you are lacking in Louis Kabu no no not our Louis Kabu >> Death Dance Of Omipapas And Sons For You I want to dance so I don’t have to think anymore about the steam cleaned caterpillar in the pinafore I want to dance till the meanings of words are replaced by the snobbish foppish dandies with discriminating taste taking lady’s place and bouncing her face up the escalator to inspect the fay new blonde I want to dance to the voice of the phantom oboe performing spritely melodies of a rococo I want to dance to the rhythm of owls in a plumb who have fashioned tiny instruments plucked with their thumbs no feeling is more safe then when you embrace me dancing we don’t need to call any of our friends because I don’t even care who else is there if dancing is your legs laughing, choking is your throat heckling, cement grapes are falling (falling falling) ah but the limp nymphs are calling me to dance I’m so sick and tired of always feeling down yeah just sitting around yeah wasting my life I want to dance I want to dance I want to dance |
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