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he’s sleeping in his shoes
dreaming of the worst
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09/13/14 Philadelphia, PA Dr. Dog/Mac DeMarco after party.
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I put on my clothes like a body guard I put the dogs on patrol in my own back yard I don’t want to fight, but I’m constantly ready And I don’t rock the boat, but its always unsteady
There’s an elephant in my head And I tiptoe around it There are egg shells on the floor Therefore I never touch the ground
It’s like that old black hole No matter how you try You set out each day Never to arrive
I got my eye on the prize, but it looks just like the mystery And it all goes by on the lonesome trail to victory I’m drawing the blinds; I’ve got my own four walls Man the show really starts once the curtain falls
Take this thorn from my side Fix this chip on my shoulder Time is racing with the clock And I ain’t getting any older
It’s like that old black hole No matter how you try You set out each day Never to arrive
I put on my finest thread And I wrap up my body tight With the sun in my eyes I step into the night Like a mystery in the dark Oh its just another kind of light
I don’t expect you do believe me, but everything is alright I don’t make rules for a living I don’t do tricks for a dime I was born on a good day - deaf, dumb, and blind Who am I to tell the truth Oh, I don’t even know what it is
Well I don’t know how to say it But I know that I can show you I said I don’t know how to say it But I know that I can show you
I tied my boots up tight and I head straight to bed There’s a pistol and a crystal underneath my pillow There’s a tender heart inside that ugly armadillo These are tears of joy cried the weeping willow There’s a spirit in the air, there ain’t to way around it I was not prepared to lose it all the moment that I found it
It’s like that old black hole No matter how you try You set out each day Never to arrive
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I am a trace, I am a gesture.
Dr. Dog (via rick-spooky-sanchez)
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lately you’ve been tan, suspicious for the winter..
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And I got something on my mind And I got voices on the other line Saying hi saying hello Where did all the shadow people go?
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We’re giving away tickets to see My Morning Jacket, Dr. Dog and Fruit Bats live in Los Angeles Tuesday, October 13 at Shrine Auditorium! Enter to win here.
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Bass guitarist Toby Leaman on proper concert attire and the group’s new live album, “Live at a Flamingo Hotel”
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I don’t expect you to believe me but everything is alright.
These are tears of joy cried the weeping willow
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Day 187/365: #drdog #dailydoodle #yearofcreativehabits
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keep on with the living
you’ll soon enough be dead.
you got the whole world spinning in your head
and you don’t want to give it up.
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