"So many buts" genre: Trip Hop
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	CD: Cakes and Ale   Label: OOS Records
	Lyrics SO MANY BUTS I always wanted to be plane with my jane But now I have none they all say I’m insane I never felt so mad as though I’m fed with bane Give me a wedding-cake I’ll be glad and fain I want to say to myself “hey, have a drain” But I’ve got enough cakes and ale in my vein 2000 years I’ve watched the rain through the pane My thoughts have always been the pain in my brain I always wanted to erect the fane of Cain But I’ve got no bricks but the stain of disdain When I lay under the train, it turns off the rail “Hey, cur, go straight” I try to say but all in vain I always thought a man to be an aeroplane But the best he can do is to carry a cane There’s no breath at all to pull the weather vane I can’t fly my kite and there’s no gain in the main I began to write prick songs when a sophomore I know they are lousy their author’s a bore But I can’t change myself twist my mind in the core And it’s even a pleasure to annoy your brains more I used to be afraid of aliens when small I believed they could decapitate my tiny ass and all But my head was lost long long before When against UFO I unleashed the war I used to steal books from the nearest bookstore But I can’t still figure out what the hell for I could not read at all but to play with a ball I could not just sit still but to climb up the wall At school I always was the last in the roll To put it mildly I was not very tall But the time has come for me to come to the fore I own in the world there is ore I adore People admit I’ve got a rapier-like wit Maybe that’s why they want me to fall in the pit But I just live my life with a permanent beat And I’m really glad to sink the enemy fleet When the sky falls down I let off my steam But it’s only in my dream leer fears get dim All what I win is not worth a bean Even I eat more but all the same I’m lean I hide in the fridge in the blistering heat But even there someone leaves under my ass a pin I am the keen knife for this frivolous feast But no one here can satisfy my whim In my garden I try to get rid of the weeds But what’s the use of it I’ve got no seeds I try to pay heed to my deeds but my greed Exceeds in my needs and I make my wrists bleed By stealth in the cellar I used to drink wine But now there’s no vessel that makes me a sign How strange what was common I thought to be mine But when I have nothing I don’t care a dime A mosquito spits my skin and I start a fight I never tried to understand if it is wrong or right Sometimes it seems a fly has a sinister design But the insect is smashed and that’s really fine The weak beats the strong what a comical sight But in reality his bark is worse than his bite How often incompatible things stand in the same line They say I’m blind but I can’t stand the eye rhyme I never thought I would carry a burden of life I have to creep while others have got a full drive But I’m lucky to have got my wild mind that pines So I’ll prick and trick my life 99 more times

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