Silky and Still Countin' the Threads

by The Native Smokes

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released March 8, 2014

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Track Name: Singapore Sling
I had never done it that tender before…
The way I swore forever o’er her laughter
I had never been a real lover before I’d explain like a sorry bastard before and after
She’d drink
drink, drink
Singapore Sling
She’d pour me a drink and it’d be a sweet thing.
The first few times felt
oh so strange but that day I knew
I was yours forever, we’d be blue together.
I guess I had been pretending before…
the way I softly surrendered my soul and legal tender
She’d drink
drink ,drink
Singapore Sling.
She’d pour me a drink and it’d be a sweet thing.
(harpoon and s.nease)
Track Name: Treasure Douglas
Ol’ Treasure Douglas,
he’s been
aging too fast…
His chick doesn’t dig it,
no
Evey’s I.V.’d
and she
swallows solo
Some dudes
sure do swing it!
AH!
Rakel’s working
and she’s
always tired
She can give love in all ways,
uh-huh-huh
A crooked merchant, he’s been looking desperate,
I mean,
he’s looking
my way
AH!!!

Dig! Dig!
Touch yer pussy and listen to this
Touch yer pussy and listen to this

Diamond Douglas,
she’s been…
watching us
Treasure, he don’t dig it,
no
Evey’s I.V.’d
and it’s
same old,
same old…
Some dudes
sure do swing it!
Ah!

Why ain’t you grindin’ up on me baby?
Why ain’t you grindin’ up on me baby?
Touch yer pussy and listen to this
Touch yer pussy and listen to this.
(harpoon and s. nease)
Track Name: Sasquatch and the Witch
You say I’m dangerous and I belong in a tomb…You do your voodoo

I say
‘Go lightly through the swampy lagoon,
swift on
your broom’

By the old shack,
by the
lamp-post
I’m waiting
for you and
your cauldron stew
By the ocean
by your lonesome,
you’re cursing a storm incantation…

Sasquatch!
and the witch
and the witch

You say you’re frightened by the goblins and goons,
the lupine moon
I say ‘You’re silly!
I’m terrible too,
I’ll take care of you’
By the old shack,
by the lamp-post
I whistle a tune waiting for you
By the ocean,
by your lonesome
You’re cursing a storm incantation

Sasquatch!
and the witch
and the witch
Sasquatch!
and the witch
and the witch

(harpoon and s. nease)
Track Name: All You Girls
I don’t wanna give a fuck
I just wanna
get your love
Uh-huh.
I don’t wanna give a fuck
I think I must
I want your
love!


All you girls
(love!)
All you girls
(love!)
All you girls
(love!)
All you girls

Oh Willie don’t kiss and tell
Willie just lay it down
down
down

Willie only mean well… well,
he will if he gets your love!

All you girls!
(love!)
All you girls
(love!)

Sparkling white sneakers…
I think it’s time you scuffed ‘em some…
In your finest fashions…
(take ‘em off)
Get on
my love!

All you girls!
(love!)
etc…

(k. pie and
s. nease)
Track Name: Oh My Stars/ Chinatown
Chinatown

How do I get out of here?

How do I get out of Chinatown?

How do I get out of here?

How do I get out of Chinatown?

So you don’t have to tell me to mind my own,
I know.
So you don’t have to tell me to mind my own,
I know.
So you don’t have to tell me to mind my own,
I know.
So you don’t have to tell me to mind my own,
I know Chinatown!




Everything’s so ugly.
Chinatown!
Yet everything’s so lucky
Chinatown!
The neon signs’ a-buzzin’
Chinatown!
Someone draws a curtain
They won’t
let me in…

(k. pie, d. pie, s. nease, harpoon, tran-tran)


O my stars,
it was a
kinky year for
sex in cinema
Oh yes it was!

Ugly George went a-walkin’ by the shore
He went a-lookin’ for some ho-oh-
oho-ohm…



Oh my God…
If you are there or if you are not
We’ve gotta talk


You think so big
and me,
I am so small…
You see,
I am so small

I listen to the wind on the windowpane

It’s all the same
It’s all the same

So I stay in bed and I blow through this old brain.
Yes, I stay in bed
and blow through this old brain.

Singin’...

(k. pie, s. nease, e. stay)