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Fly Fly
03:36
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Spool
Fly Fly
Working, working, working for you,
Empty from all the work that she do,
Digging this pit, this hole, then she's through,
The Fly grabbed the wind, grabbed the wind, then she flew
She is such a defensive wife,
An eggshell cracking, that's her life,
With him to the grave she'll go,
The loyal slave who cannot know,
Spider's the only one who knows
She cuts and bleeds, She's such a saint,
She covers the markings with white paint,
She never drains and she never faints,
She watches the Fly on the windowpane,
Fly grabbed the wind until she flew
Fly Fly
He is such a lucky son,
Kisses his car and then he runs,
Hits the wall and breaks his thumb,
He is two and Spider's one,
He knows a hole but he can't escape,
He's lazy and his stomach aches,
Here he hates, but here he's fed,
Spider gives him butter and a bed,
Fly grabbed the wind until he flew
Fly grabbed the wind until he flew..
Fly Fly
Fly grabbed the wind until she flew
Fly Fly
Fly grabbed the wind until she flew
Fly Fly
Fly grabbed the wind until she flew
Fly Fly
Fly grabbed the wind until she flew
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Bees in the Ginger Ale
03:09
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Spool
Bees in the Ginger Ale
With the back of his hand, swatting at the bees,
They were trying to wake him,
He was trying to sleep,
Said 'get out of that well of wishes,
it's always empty, keeps you thirsty'
You've been kicking at that brick,
it's so simle so thick,
Forever here to stay,
You chose and you got it this way,
The lines are getting kind of thin,
Something's got to give in
Putty faced man standing on your lawn,
Got your green coke-bottle glasses on,
Same and same and again,
Screaming and dreaming,
"Christ keep me normal! Keep the world out of my yard!
I'm feeling kind of pale, bees in my Ginger Ale."
With the back of his hand, swatting at the bees,
They were trying to wake him,
He was trying to sleep,
You've been kicking at that wall,
it's so simple it's so small,
Forever here to stay,
You chose and you got it this way,
The lines are getting kind of thin,
Something's got to give in
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Spool (1992) London, Ontario
Spool formed in London Ontario in 1992.
They were known for their colourful, noisy sound, that would push and pull,
feeling like it might implode, then regaining cohesion in a whirlwind of sound and playful hooks.
They had a few line up changes and this single represents the final up of Ian Newton, Greg Newton, Joel Pylyshyn and Clayton Corneil.
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