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- Songs from a
Porcelain Trailer
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- Allergic to
the 21st Century
- Words and
Music by Kim Palmer
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rights reserved
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- Industrialized, deodorized, volatized for my demise!
- PARDON-MOI, DON'T MIND ME
- I'M JUST ALLERGIC TO THE 21ST CENTURY
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- Take me back in time where I'm away
- From pollution's contribution to our modern day
- Where doctors don't just look at me and scratch their
head
- And there aren't any flame retardants in my bed
- And no-one at MacDonald's eats what I can't
- Appointing me the ultimate renunciant
- Where I can hide from the hydes to save my hide
- Formaldehyde, benzaldehyde, pesticide, I'm paralyzed!
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- PARDON-MOI, DON'T MIND ME
- I'M JUST ALLERGIC TO THE 21ST CENTURY
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- Are you aware that in your hair
- Is something that could knock me out?
- I'm the canary of the future, ya that's what they say
- Well if it's true I wish that I could fly away
- I've got the right knowledge in the wrong world
- Excuse me if I'm woozy and my words are slurred
- I just keep on trying and I'm not dead yet
- But Mister, could you please put out that cigarette?
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- PARDON-MOI, DON'T MIND ME
- I'M JUST ALLERGIC TO THE 21ST CENTURY
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- Oh Lord grant me impunity and give me immunity
- So there can be some unity 'round here
- One whiff of perfume and I'm history, I'm on Venus
- It's adios amigos
- I'll be O.K. when she goes
- (Very far away...)
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- Greg says living in a room of aluminum foil is O.K.
- But he's way into Sci-Fi anyway
- Scott redefines and designs me walls of glass
- I just shiver by the heater cuz I turned off the gas
- And sometimes the blinded narrow-minded make me tense
- That's when Stacy rises to take my defense
- Against the Jimmys who think it's in my head;
- I wish it were, there'd be a cure and it'd be easier than
this!
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- PARDON-MOI, DON'T MIND ME
- I'M JUST ALLERGIC TO THE 21ST CENTURY
- Bizarre Beds
- Words & Music by
Kim Palmer
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- I HAVE SLEPT IN SOME BIZARRE BEDS
- SOME OF THE STRANGEST PLACES I'VE LAID MY HEAD
- JUST LIKE DRAWING WATER FROM THE WATERLESS
- IT'S HARD TO GET GOOD REST
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- Now I don't mean that quite the way it seems
- You see I've got myself these hypersensitivities
- And of all their million challenges the hardest job
- Is finding somewhere to sleep that doesn't flip out my
bod
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- I thought I'd be just fine inside my nylon tent
- But oh the weird reactions that I underwent!
- So with stainless steel foil paper covering my whole
truck
- You'd think I'd be real safe but I was outta luck
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- I HAVE SLEPT IN SOME BIZARRE BEDS
- SOME OF THE STRANGEST PLACES I'VE LAID MY HEAD
- JUST LIKE DRAWING WATER FROM THE WATERLESS
- IT'S HARD TO GET GOOD REST
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- An aluminum foil room gave me some z's for awhile
- But I guess the glass room didn't cuz my dreams were wild
- So back into the bathtub oh so hard and cold
- Where I slept for two more years until the house got sold
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- Then under Arizona stars and Texas canopies
- On California porches, in New Mexico's deep freeze
- Tried rooms of steel and porcelain and cots out in the
wide open
- Mylar covered mattresses, bare springs, futons, how
wacked is this?
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- I HAVE SLEPT IN SOME BIZARRE BEDS
- SOME OF THE STRANGEST PLACES I'VE LAID MY HEAD
- JUST LIKE DRAWING WATER FROM THE WATERLESS
- IT'S HARD TO GET GOOD REST
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- So tell me it's gonna be alright
- Cuz I need somewhere that I can sleep tonight
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- I HAVE SLEPT IN SOME BIZARRE BEDS
- SOME OF THE STRANGEST PLACES I'VE LAID MY HEAD
- JUST LIKE DRAWING WATER FROM THE WATERLESS
- OH I HAVE SLEPT IN SOME BIZARRE BEDS
- OH YA I HAVE SLEPT IN SOME REALLY
- WACKED OUT, ODD, WEIRD PLACES...
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- Cedar Fever
- Words & Music by
Kim Palmer
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- She's got cedar fever
- No-one can believe her
- She has to stay inside her Airstream trailer sealed up
tight
- With her new state of the art air filter blasting day and
night
- And wash her hair and clothes six times
- If she ever even steps outside
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- She's got cedar fever
- You wouldn't wanna be her
- Cuz she used to eat fun food and do fun things and be
cool
- Til asbestos, pesticide and renovations in her school
- Gave her a new weird disease
- And now she has a million allergies, like
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- CEDAR FEVER
- IT'S A BIG YELLOW MESS
- BUT EVERYONE JUST HOLDS THEIR BREATH
- THROUGH CEDAR FEVER
- TIL THEY'RE PAST THE LAST BIG FREEZE
- BUT BY THEN SHE'S ON HER KNEES, HER KNEES
- HER CEDAR FEVER
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- She's got cedar fever
- Just one more thing to heave her
- Over the edge of normalcy into the twilight zone
- Where she draws cartoons and listens to her latest books
on tape alone
- Read by the lady with a lisp
- Well now she's put a whole new twist on
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- CEDAR FEVER
- IT'S A BIG YELLOW MESS
- BUT EVERYONE JUST HOLDS THEIR BREATH
- THROUGH CEDAR FEVER
- TIL THEY'RE PAST THE LAST BIG FREEZE
- BUT BY THEN SHE'S ON HER KNEES, HER KNEES
- HER CEDAR FEVER
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- Immunity whipped by whirling chemicals
- In a hurried world
- A problem much
more than academical
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For one worried girl, with
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- CEDAR FEVER
- AND THE POLLEN IT SECRETES
- HAS HER BOILING ALL HER SHEETS
- CEDAR FEVER
- WHILE MOST PEOPLE ONLY SNEEZE
- SHE IS CRAWLING ON HER KNEES, HER KNEES,
- HER KNEES, HER KNEES, HER CEDAR,
- CEDAR FEVER
- The
Dispossessed
- Words & Music by
Kim Palmer
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- Lives are in the balance here
- Homes and friends long gone
- The brunt of jokes born out of fear
- We somehow stumble on
- But we're not laughing now
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- We live in trailers, tents and cars
- There's little we can eat
- And on our search for somewhere safe
- We're poisoned in our sleep
- So we're not sleeping now
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- OH CAN'T YOU READ THE WARNING SIGN?
- THIS IS THE MODERN EPIDEMIC UNCONFESSED
- WE'RE TRAPPED INSIDE A TOXIC TIME
- WITH NOWHERE WE CAN RUN
- WE ARE THE DISPOSSESSED
- WE ARE THE DISPOSSESSED
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- A world more caustic every day
- A future looking grim
- For many yet to come who'll have
- No place that they fit in
- Just like we're not fitting now
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- OH CAN'T YOU READ THE WARNING SIGN?
- THIS IS THE MODERN EPIDEMIC UNCONFESSED
- WE'RE TRAPPED INSIDE A TOXIC TIME
- WITH NOWHERE WE CAN RUN
- WE ARE THE DISPOSSESSED
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- STILL REELING FROM THE CHEMICALS
- THAT TORE OUR BODIES DOWN AND LEFT OUR LIVES A MESS
- WE"RE CAST OUT OF THE WORLD WE KNEW
- CAST OUT OF HEALTH AND DREAMS
- WE ARE THE DISPOSSESSED
- WE ARE THE DISPOSSESSED
- Leave a
Light
- Words & Music by
Kim Palmer
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- It's been too long since I stepped through this frozen
cloud
- That separates the world from where I've been
- But something from inside is slowly changing now
- And whispering directions on the wind
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- LEAVE A LIGHT, LEAVE A LIGHT
- LEAVE A LIGHT ON OUT THERE FOR ME
- I WON'T LOOK BEHIND. I'M READY TO GO
- LEAVE A LIGHT, LEAVE A LIGHT
- LEAVE A LIGHT FOR THIS REFUGEE
- SO I CAN FIND MY WAY BACK HOME
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- Now I have remained faithful without following
- And the years I've given you have left their scars
- But all my troubles touch me without darkening
- That other moon that's burned against my heart
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- LEAVE A LIGHT, LEAVE A LIGHT
- LEAVE A LIGHT ON OUT THERE FOR ME
- I WON'T LOOK BEHIND. I'M READY TO GO
- LEAVE A LIGHT, LEAVE A LIGHT
- LEAVE A LIGHT FOR THIS REFUGEE
- SO I CAN FIND MY WAY BACK HOME
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- A ways to fly but travelled by the grounded
- My place and I will wrap my life around it
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- LEAVE A LIGHT, LEAVE A LIGHT
- LEAVE A LIGHT ON OUT THERE FOR ME
- I WON'T LOOK BEHIND. I'M READY TO GO
- LEAVE A LIGHT, LEAVE A LIGHT
- LEAVE A LIGHT FOR THIS REFUGEE
- SO I CAN FIND MY WAY BACK HOME
- SO I CAN FIND MY WAY BACK HOME
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