by Starlights on album The Starlight: Soldering - Reggae's Greatest Hits

Dip them, Jah-Jah Jah-Jah, dip them. Dip them in the healing stream. Dip dem Jah-Jah, me say not too deep Dip dem fe cure bad feelings. Some come from the East like a real leggo beast Dip them in the

by Gordon Downie on album The Grand Bounce

The hard Canadian* He don’t have much to say But he hurts your feelings Almost every single day Takes a puff-a-nothing Picks something from his tongue He’s the hard Canadian The hard Cana

by Gordon Downie on album Battle of the Nudes

You know my name is figment I'm not who you think I am All of my heroes are women And all of them are cinnamon My cinnamon women The sanding sound of grudge on collective Has left a pile of puzzle du

by Gordon Downie on album Coke Machine Glow

When are you thinking of disappearing? When are you falling off the map? When the unknown that you're fearing's in the clearing? When your world's gone flat? When you're waiting for your life to be d

by Gordon Downie on album Coke Machine Glow

What the hell is this? You said, "It's art, just fucking mirror it" Where did we go wrong? If not here where do we belong? In a shot of sun off an airplane far above her? In the glint of the foot-bur

by Gordon Downie on album Battle of the Nudes

Through these last fifty years as Television's taught us war is folly and that You should never throw over your real friends And in the end it might be better to give the trophy back And tell them how

by Gordon Downie on album Battle of the Nudes

Through these last fifty years as Television's taught us war is folly and that You should never throw over your real friends And in the end it might be better to give the trophy back And tell them how

by Gordon Downie on album The Grand Bounce

Hello again, my friends* I’ve come to see you again Like the East Wind The laziest wind It doesn’t go around you, it goes through you The Night is like a room It makes the little t

by Gordon Downie on album The Grand Bounce

Summer on, bring on the buzzing past* Summer on, bring on august trash The sweat of Johnny Cash The hot-knife to the hash The girls in the grass Summer, bring it on, oh, at last Days that glow and ig

by Gordon Downie on album The Grand Bounce

Oh, baby, how about a kiss?* You said, “Okay, but I don’t want to do this” Here’s me as a mover Me as a mover Got no opinion Listening to the yessing of the snow There’s

by Gordon Downie on album The Grand Bounce

“Well, I’d rather dress a wolf,” you said* “Well, I’d rather floss his teeth,” I said We fought till the ferry was full And that wolf was dead “Ship’s

by Gordon Downie on album The Grand Bounce

I am the deck* You are the sea I am the lights on the water You are moving underneath Underneath me I am the rail You are the sea I don’t know what I’m looking at Don’t know if it&r

by Gordon Downie on album The Grand Bounce

The sun is quitting* It’s not the end of my race Though night is dispatching Savages at a furious pace Silver and violet Shadows run the lawn I got my antlers in the thicket Of a dream where yo

by Gordon Downie on album The Grand Bounce

Where I am* No one makes a sound No one makes a peep No one opens their mouth to speak Oh, the constant idling of winter work Work I recognise and understand No more, ‘what-must-he-think?&rsquo

by Gordon Downie on album The Grand Bounce

The sun rises with no sound* And broadcasts only the required amounts And as it ensouls the lake We see a small puff of smoke from far away It’s a Great Laker Pink in the rising sun Dropping of

by Gordon Downie on album The Grand Bounce

High as an elephant’s eye* Before we even left And when the party had died And as we drank the rest I retrace my steps Snowy basketball court Cross the cold courthouse steps Hanging on every wo

by Gordon Downie on album The Grand Bounce

I think we got in their head* When we pinned ourselves to the earth When you said, “We’re lonely enough to be dead Even to be born” I was like, “I like dark But that was, like

by Gordon Downie on album The Grand Bounce

Here comes the night* With its palace disregard Another night spent at the ready To sleep or fight through sound tigers out in the yard The night is for getting Night is for getting Night is forgetti

by Gordon Downie on album Coke Machine Glow

Seconds from pajamas I must First open all the doors and the windows And invite the vampire in to be one of us Then in the guise of cool air In the softer hours he's there Sitting talking in the voic

by Gordon Downie on album Coke Machine Glow

Seconds from pajamas I must First open all the doors and the windows And invite the vampire in to be one of us Then in the guise of cool air In the softer hours he's there Sitting talking in the voic