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HORACE PICKETT

by Horace Pickett

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What say you passerby, Who gives two a ride? Someone will come for us in proper time Either way, depart I must So learn to love the bus Mind your side and trust the line A stranger is no friend of mine Along your sad and silly trail Hellos got lost in the mail The service often fails But your devices will suit you fine A stranger is no friend of mine I know you came to find Nothing happens when you try It sounds like both our fathers lied I've tales of any old kind But a stranger is no friend of mine These roads hold more for you With folks who adore to hear a joke or two Good men die at home They don't roam broke with a pocket comb And good advice ain't never free Especially from me I know you came to find Nothing happens when you try It sounds like both our fathers lied I've tales of any old kind But a stranger is no friend of mine
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Lake Effect 02:45
Rock salt, sidewalk sores Tormented by tiresome chores Storing dinner on sheets of ice Sharp shoes, frozen pipes I’m no weatherman, but this ain’t right Working degrees so low I toe to toe with an Eskimo Would ask that pioneer How abides his global side ‘Cuz I’m dealing dukes to the hemisphere Preheat the automobile Hands, knees, a buried wheel Lake effect affects me quite Big wheel boys, dirty white I ain’t no truck driver, but this ain’t right Working degrees so low I toe to toe with an Eskimo Would ask that pioneer How abides his global side ‘Cuz I’m dealing dukes to the hemisphere
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Frankenstein 04:10
I trust neighbors and I love liars My birdhouse was set on fire The marshal he said from his van Blame you not an angry man But I know just who burned it down It’s a twisted kind of town My lawnmower’s a one week missing And no police are listening Sitting empty in a garbage sale But I won’t go in that corral There are tetanus nails and a pyromaniac With a chimney in his shack Everyone’s a monster Everyone’s afraid We’re crazy, bored, and poorly paid Often we set fire to the avenue Some Frankenstein is leading the parade A sparrow flies in a tired spell He checked out of his motel On my sill with one good eye He watched me hang my clothes to dry And I had no seeds left to throw But he won’t leave ‘til it snows Everyone’s a monster Everyone’s afraid We’re crazy, bored, and poorly paid Often we set fire to the avenue Some Frankenstein is leading the parade
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Loose Spurs 00:45
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Neighbor: Oh, hello do you have some time to go 'Cuz the future and the past have my concern There are only present eras I have seen If I borrow your machine I will return before you know Scientist: Understood, this contraption here is good With the privilege of science in my home Space and time is a wonderful design But with it one cannot be on his own With one trip you could rip apart the fibers of the cosmos in a most traumatic way As exciting and enticing as it is... you must avoid the origin of days Neighbor: I'm sincere and I humbly persevere As my character is my word it should explain This is more than a joyride I implore There is universal insight to obtain but I am here Scientist: I'm afraid I can't lend you what I've made Not that your vacation lacks direction But years I've lost to exhausting procedure Traveling dimensions in perfection You may find in an intersecting lifetime The catastrophic consequence it plays As enticing and exciting as it is You must avoid the origin of days
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I'll talk to the silent And sometimes race the weak But I pace in my attention as I speak I have secrets in the trash and all that Laughter after all, can be a science of the tyrants And smiles harbor hidden vile beaks sometimes I may barter, try to bind But first I'll lift my wine When you are sold your faces You keep them from the light You sure do look so beautiful at night When the moon was part of the world It wasn't such a sight As the universe was young I will never say that I was right or wrong I'm just trying to get along By my tongue and being gone I'm whispering my will but even as I live I really haven't anything to give Remembering names and slapping some hands And romancing with plants because people love surprises They might recognize us at a glance But always lift your eyebrows in the hallways Answer your call waiting and write home on the holidays
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Mining underground, the earthworms in a line Climbing further down, the family combined agreed The day or night is darker Every minute they proceed Their bellies waxed the tunnel Where they guided it to lead The gold and soil is old and loyal Oh but it can be so cold in oil Keeping way and minding pace Sometimes it’s hard to stay in place In lying layers of decay When earth is solid space Their softly coated trail will take them to the sediment bay Where gentlemen stay in inanimate days And elements pray on them Here advancing again To dance with the buried as they decompose, To swim in the head of a happy host And embody them as ghosts…
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A king still needs his vitamins He’s looking pale and getting thin What kind of trouble is he in? A king still needs his vitamins We’ll keep him in his bed, our mouths are closed and our hands are red We’re told we can rest when he’s dead We won’t let them down The town is crying for a dying crown and he’ll leave us we assume real soon It seems we’re next in line We don’t count the sister, but the youngest makes nine And there is no room for you
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Beggar's Map 00:50

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This is the first recorded material by Horace Pickett.

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released March 29, 2010

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Horace Pickett Seattle, Washington

Horace Pickett combines a wide range of musical sensibilities from Rock & Roll, Folk, and Electronic, performing all songs with glamorous hints of stage theatrics. They are often compared to The Kinks, They Might Be Giants, and Beck.

Horace Pickett currently lives in Seattle, WA.
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