XPost: alt.prophecies.nostradamus, alt.animals.falcon   
   From: pepp@cyberdude.com   
      
   tracker   
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   when you've lost th trail   
   which way do you turn ?   
      
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   time to let   
   synchronicity   
      
   take the   
   lead   
      
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   i'm smoking tailor mades   
   and i've eaten chicken   
      
   +++   
   mash ups   
   'Blvd of Broken Songs' (Green Day & Oasis mash-up)   
   +++   
      
   i've also   
   consumed a certain amount of drugs   
      
      
   ssshhhh   
      
   +++   
      
   cant see me   
   climbin behind th wheel   
      
      
   and goin into   
   th redlight district   
      
   to play   
      
      
   but ya never know   
      
   +++   
      
   stop callin me unicycle   
   paulei said no   
      
   +++   
      
   too many   
      
   interruptions   
      
      
   in th music   
      
   fuck th wave   
      
   +++   
      
   boppin along   
   to radio reception and   
      
   some fuckwit starts talkin and   
      
      
   i come unglued   
      
      
   +++   
      
      
   and um   
      
   dont liek th music to drop out   
      
   while i'm winding   
      
      
   thru th steel posts   
      
      
      
      
   no padding on my hips   
      
   +++   
      
   and it never th same   
   without th background music   
      
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   i wait   
      
   +++   
      
   i put spin   
   in my ganga   
      
   unheard of   
      
   +++   
   Stealer's Wheel   
   'Stuck In The Middle With You'   
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   still lamenting   
   the land surfers   
   dead mp3 player   
      
      
   havent th heart to throw it out   
      
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   fuck we had some fun   
      
   +++   
      
   crystal clear music   
   unaffected by   
      
   gutter jumps and   
   th odd bash off a post   
      
   +++   
      
   earplugs ripped out of th ears by trees   
   "and nightclubbers"   
      
   +++   
      
   th black girl in me   
   cant sing tonight   
      
   th white boy in me   
   screaming  his toy's half broken   
      
   +++   
   rogue traders   
   'voodoo child'   
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   so many fuckwits   
   with so many fuckwit things to say   
      
   +++   
      
   where's your other wheel ?   
      
   +++   
      
   retreat into th music   
   and th slalom   
      
   +++   
      
   too sensitive to   
   comments   
      
   +++   
      
   going singing   
   liek a girl   
      
   +++   
      
   "upset th girl in me"   
   and she gets in th car and drives home   
      
   +++   
      
   "if i cant protect yur sensitive ears"   
   then i cant do th opposite   
      
   +++   
      
   definitely too straight to g o out   
   listening to fuckwits   
      
   +++   
      
   tryin to dodge taxis and buses   
      
   and speeding police cars   
      
      
   dont want my mind cluttered with   
      
   your stupid braying   
      
      
   can disenagage   
      
   vocal centres   
      
   +++   
      
   two hours on th wheel   
      
   one wave   
   no stops   
      
   in surfers paradise   
      
   pull up to th   
      
      
   iced water wagon and   
      
      
      
   no voice   
      
      
   vocal centres switched   
      
      
   off   
      
      
      
   disengage music   
   and   
      
   bring unicycle to full stop and   
      
      
   switch   
      
   +++   
   scribe   
   'not many'(remix)   
   +++   
      
   playing th unicycle game   
   can i get from   
   here   
   to there   
      
      
   when i dont know   
      
   where there is   
      
      
      
   yes i can   
      
      
      
   massive land waves   
      
      
   full of   
   active drunken and drug fucked sprites   
      
      
   that say th darndest things   
      
   +++   
      
   while i   
   drunken and drug fucked   
      
   stuff my   
   wheel tail   
      
   thru th melee   
      
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   <<>>   
      
   +++   
      
      
   coffee   
      
      
   +++   
      
      
   so many faceplant stacks and i   
      
      
   lose th mp3player underhand   
      
      
      
   ridin past elizabeth's inlaw's street   
      
   there i said it   
      
   +++   
      
   i shoulda known better   
      
   she such bad luck   
      
   +++   
      
   even took my mp3 player   
   bitch   
      
   +++   
      
   'ya do it to yurself"   
      
   +++   
      
   ta paul   
      
   muchly   
      
   +++   
      
   'was a good stack anyway"   
      
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   <<>>   
      
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   "so many other times it"   
      
   "Coulda gone bloowey"   
      
   "lived on th wheel"   
      
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   radio sucks   
      
   +++   
      
   "here smoke this"   
      
   .   
   .   
   .   
      
      
   royksopp   
   'only this moment'   
      
      
   "download good flying on th unicycle"   
   "in th surf music and"   
      
   "be patient"   
      
      
   "least ya can"   
      
   "ride a uni in th surf to brilliant boppie music"   
      
      
   mungrel   
      
   <<>>   
      
   +++   
      
   "balance in every thing"   
   "it hurts as many as smile"   
      
   +++   
      
   and th thousands of   
   photographs taken without my permission ?   
      
   "th aboriginal elder in you pissed at cameras"   
      
   cant wheel in town at all   
   without gettin my photo taken   
      
   its my land   
   wot about my religion ?   
      
   +++   
      
   and last time   
      
   i got a decent ride in th surf   
      
      
   i stayed too late   
      
   and got caught by a photographer   
      
      
   get what you want ?   
      
   you dirty cunt   
      
   +++   
   roykksopp   
   'Kings Of Convenience - I Don't Know What I Can Save You From (REMIX)'   
   +++   
      
      
   next time i   
      
   get th opportunity   
      
   i leave before th dawn   
      
      
   th water surfers   
      
   some of em   
      
   asked some intelligent questions   
      
      
   you didnt ask one   
      
   +++   
      
      
   if i handt had that paper   
   stuck under my tire   
      
   after th   
      
      
   unicycle surfin   
   sillhouette shots   
      
   in th dawn   
      
      
   for th big camera   
      
      
   read th paper and   
      
   nicole kidman   
   chuckin conniptions in court   
      
      
   cameras   
      
      
      
   hmmm   
      
      
   +++   
      
   they so fuckin creative   
   these picture takers   
      
   like um   
   dj's   
      
   +++   
      
      
   lower form of life   
      
   +++   
      
   i dont worship th dj   
      
   rather see it   
      
   layin in a  puddle of it's own blood   
      
   +++   
      
      
   it'd bee more artistic   
      
   +++   
   sade   
   'sweetest taboo'   
   +++   
      
   revenge takes many forms   
      
   +++   
      
      
   th black fella in me   
   is in a bad mood tonight   
      
   wont let me   
   download song   
      
   +++   
      
   "stop whingin"   
      
   +++   
      
   is it three for one week ?   
   'we outvote you"   
   "besides you;ve nicked heaps of songs"   
   "fill a  128 meg easy"   
      
   +++   
      
      
   wot if i want an ipod ?   
      
   'cop this halfbrick traitor"   
      
   +++   
      
      
   hmmm   
      
   +++   
   shakespears sister   
   'i dont care'   
   +++   
      
   "just as well"   
      
   +++   
      
   "my solipsist bible diary"   
   "beehave yurself"   
      
   +++   
      
   "how good is it"   
   "to surf on a  unicycle in th waves"   
      
   its incredible   
   turbo charged wheel   
      
   better than hills   
      
      
   "would it bee right"   
   "if we could do it everyday ?"   
      
   we wouldnt value it as highly   
      
   +++   
   my drug hell   
   'girl at the bus stop'   
   +++   
      
      
   im not comin in tonight   
   to sing at ya and   
      
   tell ya how pretty ya are   
   and watch ya wiggle yur tail   
      
      
   at th news   
   and smile at me   
      
   ah me   
   but i'm thinkin of ya   
      
   +++   
      
   and all yur sisters   
      
   +++   
      
   "and th odd pretty boy"   
   thats not loose with his hands   
      
   +++   
      
   got my nipple tweaked   
   one too many times   
      
   last saturday night   
      
      
   and wasnt with   
      
      
   th two big black fellas   
      
   i usually   
      
   sing with   
      
      
   but with th other   
   scrawny   
      
      
   black and white fella like me   
      
      
      
   +++   
      
   go to work rock spider   
   and stop botherin me   
      
   +++   
      
   somethin so   
   fuckin addictive   
      
   about singin to pretty girls   
      
   +++   
      
   and fun   
   when they turn around for a   
      
   third look   
      
      
   and umm   
      
   hi there   
      
      
   think we're all singin to you   
      
      
   we thank you for th   
      
   five minutes of mad dancing   
      
   to our collective groove and   
      
      
   we wish you a   
      
   happy night   
      
      
   fuck that girl can move   
      
   +++   
      
   if i'm not too out of it   
      
   i count how many times   
      
   you walk past   
      
   and i tell paulie when we get home   
      
      
      
   "a different memory mapped file"   
      
   +++   
   noosha fox   
   'only you can'(single version)   
   +++   
      
   if ya go past nine times   
      
      
   and give me that look   
      
      
      
   will you pull th   
      
   throwin yur bank balance down and goin   
      
      
      
   i can afford you   
      
      
   +++   
      
      
   some of th things   
      
   ya see   
      
      
   +++   
      
      
   "maybe ya shoulda read it"   
      
   +++   
      
   it was a mad night   
   singin with al   
      
   under th lights at   
   surfers paradise   
      
   wearin sunnies and   
   unicycle propped against th wall   
      
   and al doin   
   cousin it   
      
   with blonde hair   
      
   +++   
      
   give em another one   
   that'll twist their minds al   
      
   "an original"   
   something i can fly on   
      
   +++   
   noosha fox   
   'single bed'   
   +++   
      
   c c c cum   
      
   +++   
      
      
   ok   
   i got a bit out there with th background lyrics   
      
   they showered us with coins   
      
   +++   
      
   fifty cent coins   
   take skin   
      
   +++   
      
   "dan played surfers"   
   beautiful original msuic   
      
   oh fuck   
   he;s not out is he?   
      
   im not   
      
   +++   
      
   "we're all worn out and th days not over"   
      
   on th telly   
      
   +++   
      
   i'm trashed man   
      
   just downloadin movies and ramblin   
      
      
   paulei askin stupid questions off his female side   
      
   "and vice versa"   
      
   +++   
   marianne faithful   
   'pirate jenny'   
   +++   
      
   copped a redirection   
   thanks paulie   
      
   +++   
      
   th best trackers   
   can follow you thru water   
      
   +++   
      
   they follow th signs   
      
   not neccesarily   
      
   physical   
      
   +++   
      
   i want   
   a spectrogram of th   
   whole song   
      
   +++   
      
   "i dig th art of it"   
   "i look at th rgb tomorrow"   
      
   +++   
      
      
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