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Coquelicot Asleep in the Poppies: A Variety of Whimsical Verse
Album - 23 aprile 2001 - Debaser id 42026

di of Montreal

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Peacock Parasols (02:54)
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Oh I woke up in Divarrje
Pledging P.P. icycles and Lamar
I don't even know
Heard about my love for fairy Coquelicot oh oh oh oh oh oh.

Oh I made crepes for P.P. sleep
He's in the astronomer naming a few beds that aren't far
Persuading him to sleep his dreams in jars oh oh oh oh oh.

Plumy plum drops of pear shaped rain and tear drops dripping pastly from peacock parasols that obcure the mad procession.

Oh oh oh
I modeled hoops of glass to console P.P. who buried his hands
But can't remember when
Even if he wears his hair like then
Oh oh oh

Is that Coquelicot?
Peering throagh the poppies,
Peeping through the poppies
oh oh oh Coquelicot Coquelicot
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Look at the Bell (01:43)
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Do you know you're being followed by the shadow of a cat walking upright? I was
hoping that I could crack my eyes open and be greeted by a friend who loves me.
Who would take me to Cap' Corte's tower. With the bell at the top We'd climb the
rickety steps up to the bell and look at the bell
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Rose Robert (02:26)
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Rose Robert I'd like to welcome you to our affair. We'll write a lovely little
story just you and I as time goes by me and my Rose Robert. People stare when we
walk arm in arm along the thoroughfare. The gentlemen don't know whether to bow
their heads or tip their hats instead at me and Rose Robert. All of our days
move so slow since we stopped and let the world go on without us. We haven't get
a care me and Rose Robert. You're delightful mon chere it's so lovely when we
wear each others clothes. You draw on your mustache while I powder my nose.
Josephine and Fanny don't compare to my Rose Robert. Rose Robert together we
make quite a remarkable pair. It doesn't seem strange somehow that we never
speak we just gurgle and squeak me and my Rose Robert. Few will dare to offer
any pleasantries or see how we fare. I guess they assume that we have lost our
wits but we're just a couple of misfits me and my Rose Robert. Rose Robert. hot
chocolate eclair
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Butterscotching Mr. Lynn (01:37)
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I like you 'cos you look like a giraffe, stretching out its neck to get a fruit in a tall tree. You're always occupied with girly things. Your room is filled with girly posters of teen idols and rollercoasters and funny things like that. You've got a red and purple striped stuffed animal cat that takes up half the bed.

I like to pretend you're made out of a drawbridge operator's favorite radio program... "Arg. You're listening to 81.3 'Sound of the Sea'." "Sound of the sea, sound of the sea." ...While I'm training troops with parachutes how to act fru-fru. So when the sergeants return from butterscotching Mr. Lynn, they can do the Charleston while I paint the face of Private Fontaine on his enemy's face, and do the same to him. Until the ballroom's filled with soldiers wondering if they like themselves, and all are forced to forgive and forget.
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Penelope (02:53)
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Penelope shoot the apple off my head,
I need to go to the store,
to get some sleep.
Because I've run out of sleep.
The row boat came so David stopped arguing with a mime
and waved his arms like wheat.
But when he tried to speak
the Prince of Plum fell through the roof of his mouth and handed David an envelope.
Inside was a letter
that read "sir, you were given this envelope by mistake please disregard it."

Nicolynn shoot the candle off my head,
I need to go to the store,
to get some beets.
To rub all over my feet.
Andy's joke reminded Gerard
that his sloth balloon was owned by Turkish moths.
Gerard's Lebanese boss had sent him out on business,
giving his word that he would keep it locked in the safe.

But it was all deceit,
cause once he had the sloth balloon
he traded it
to the moths for
a lithograph of "Lady Lamenting On A Lawn Chair".

What interested Balabanoba was building complicated French machines designed to better enjoy the duchess,
and she him.
He helps her in the stirrups then he straps himself in,
they spend their days in heights of ecstasy.
But wait,
why then does she look so sad?
Why is her countenance so glum?
Does she tire of mechanical hands,
or is she pining for the fair Prince of Plum?

Lulubird shoot the doorbell off my head,
I need to go to the store,
to get some treats.
For Gothe, Becket and Keates.
The characters of the "Gay Parade" formed a boys choir with Static and the Red King.
But whenever they sing all postal workers simultaneously whisper to themselves the word calendar
calendar...
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The Hopeless Opus or the Great Battle of the Unfriendly Ridiculous (17:56)
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Let's reminisce of our first dance together
along the ocean floor.
Your dress was made of egg shells.
My hair was in a pompadour

While we were hunting for the Marshmallow Coast.
I played a prank that brought shame to one of my colleagues.
I taught Herr Coushiboe's eyes how to imitate a bog.
They employed their new talent perhaps too frequently.
Finding this incarnation preferable
they decided to stay that way
But then his eyes became ambitious
and they started to grow.
They felt confined as a bog and wanted more recognition.
They desired to be acknowledged by a map
and that is how Coushiboe discovered my gag.
When he opened up a map and saw his eyes looking back at him
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