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In The Land of Perhaps

by Sven Olsen's Brutal Canadian Love Saga

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GOD GAVE US LEMONS AND WE MADE CITRUS QUEENS In the beginning there was the Hillman Imp God said: I need a driver, that idiot in the Swanndri, pick him. So I got behind the wheel of my first automobile and sped to Maungatap – u When I got there, the princess was tending her wine Her arms were threaded through a rotary clothes line She said: Do you wanna pash or would you prefer the bash? Make up your eff ’n mind! Do do doo doo, Do doo doo doo doo, Do do doo doo, Do do doo doo doo, Doooo do, doooo do, doooo do doooo I leaned forward to edge of my hopes and dreams Th e princess roared: My god, those flares on your jeans! I said: they were handed down to me at the dawn of antiquity at the place where my mother cleans. I looked up and the sky was a measle of stars Th e Milky Way had a dreadful rash up her arms But we repaid her faith, by furthering the human race on behalf of all mankind Do do doo doo, Do doo doo doo doo, Do do doo doo, Do do doo doo doo, Doooo do, doooo do, doooo do doooo I awoke bathed in a shower of sparks We were upside down as they arced from the roof of the car which was fl ipping on two wheels and skating across tarseal like a gymnast in the dark I said: Princess, our journey is at an end Providence hath decreed this be our fi nal bend My promise of A to B is no longer reality Would you join me in A and E? Do do doo doo, Do doo doo doo doo, Do do doo doo, Do do doo doo doo, Doooo do, doooo do, doooo do doooo
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Fosbury Flop 03:34
FOSBURY FLOP It was just after the Treaty out the back of Ohauiti I was doing the Fosbury Flop I pressed my hands to the sides of my effl uent strides When something in my teenage mind went pop It was just after the Ark down at Pemberton Park We were kicking a ball in the dark As the grass turned Braille we all popped an ale And clasped its bitter judgement to our hearts We don’t care about the charms of the city, the charms of the city, we’re off We don’t care about the charms of city, the charms of the city, Waimapu looking pretty or your silly Rose of Tralee, because we’re off Goff We don’t care about the charms of the city, the charms of the city, we’re off We don’t care about the charms of city, the charms of the city, Waimapu looking pretty or your silly Rose of Tralee, because we’re off Goff We're off Goff, we're off Goff It was just after the Treaty out the back of Ohauiti I was doing the Fosbury Flop I pressed my hands to the sides of my effl uent strides When something in my teenage mind went pop
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Anvil House 03:44
ANVIL HOUSE I’m going down to Anvil House To find your missing finger You left it on the bandsaw And the memory’s lingered You commandeered the battlements A cut above the rest Sunglassed the ramparts Now you’re filed amongst the Ms The passionless people The passionless people have polished you off The passionless people The passionless people have polished you off I’m going down to Anvil House To find your missing finger You left it on the bandsaw And the memory’s lingered
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LAWN MOWER SHOPPING It’s Friday o’clock, nine in the morning My night’s work is done, the sun’s still warming You said: Try this Nige, you’re only 26 once. Now I’m lawn mower shopping, I’m lawn mower shopping on drugs I’ve got no use for now, save it for later I stand at the rim of my eyes like craters Stare down at the world, I look back at my Mum Now I’m lawn mower shopping, lawn mower shopping on drugs Mooching round the basement of the Farmers Trying to engage about the two strokes Trying out the throttles and the catchers Mooning at the salesman as if I’m in love I bend my reflection in the sides of the kettles My eyes are as hot as a Red Dot Special The name of the day is on the tip of my tongue Now I’m lawn mower shopping, lawn mower shopping on drugs Mooching round the basement of the Farmers Trying to engage about the two strokes Trying out the throttles and the catchers Mooning at the salesman as if I’m in love I climb out of the basement, light as a curse Hiss like a vampire, could’ve been worse At least for once I wasn’t drunk as a skunk I’m just lawn mower shopping, I’m just lawn mower shopping I’m just lawn mower shopping, lawn mower shopping with Mum
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Glover Park 03:28
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Porter Stone 03:13
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A River 04:16
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Chimpanzee 05:00
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Brown Owl 04:41
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Full Circle 03:19
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A 14 song crash course in New Zealand life and customs. In The Land of Perhaps is part of the acclaimed Almanac.

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released December 11, 2015

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Our special limited edition fly swat and book deluxe combo has almost sold out. We found a dozen. The Almanac is an illustrated book and six albums worth of songs about a typical year of life in New Zealand, land of laid back catastrophe. You can also download this digital audio Everest here for next to nothing. Kapai! ... more

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