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Nothing but Oranges

SunShine's Songs Opus 9 numbers 1 - 10: Nothing but Oranges

SunShine's Songs Opus 9 number 1 : Nothing but Oranges
SunShine's Songs Opus 9 number 2 : Ether
SunShine's Songs Opus 9 number 3 : The Marmalade
SunShine's Songs Opus 9 number 4 : Spotted Paint in the Hall
SunShine's Songs Opus 9 number 5 : The Casual Copyist
SunShine's Songs Opus 9 number 6 : The Pneumatic Blues
SunShine's Songs Opus 9 number 7 : Timeries
SunShine's Songs Opus 9 number 8 : Omens in the Sky
SunShine's Songs Opus 9 number 9 : The Professional Earth-Plantation
SunShine's Songs Opus 9 number 10: Lasted: Last Orange-Hymn

Nothing but Oranges

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Saw you flying in the whirl-pool-show
Saw you row, saw you aim your bow,
Now I'm sure your materials
Will stand right up for the trial of know
    I'll be flying evermore
    You'll be trying that's for sure

That is nothing but the oranges.
That is nothing but the oranges.
That is nothing but the oranges.
That is nothing but the oranges,
Juiced so soft, set aloft,
Hoover hawk, dusty proof, proven you all.

O in you chairs and beds,
Will they ever fill your heads?
That is nothing but the oranges
Rolling, peeling, healing vitamin.
    I'll be flying evermore
    You'll be trying that's for sure

O and your tables all
Woody pictures seen so small
That no hand would hold the mending stick,
The mass of meat moved in at tick-tick-tick.
    I'll be flying evermore
    You'll be trying that's for sure

Saw you dealing with the days of past.
Saw you stealing from what was at last,
And detective on of what was firm
Left beforehand, linked on in a term.
    I'll be flying evermore
    You'll be trying that's for sure

Saw the dead of deadly living things.
Saw the spring of nowadays to ring.
That is nothing but the oranges
Rolling, peeling, heeling, ceiling-thing.
    I'll be flying evermore
    You'll be trying that's for sure

Ether

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Morning is fine
And it's the ether.
You'll be in time
Till it's the leather.
    O, O what a wonderful day!
    O, O ether's coming you way!

I'll be behind the sunlight
You'll be behind the red light,
Soon to unfold the dark light,
Moon to fade off the air-core.
    O, O what a wonderful day!
    O, O ether's coming you way!

Morning is fine
Go try some apples:
Take `em behind
It's ether-chapels.
    O, O what a wonderful day!
    O, O ether's coming you way!

The black light fill in the form show.
The white light fill in the form grow.
The air will build up the borders,
The ether specifies sorts, so:
    O, O what a wonderful day!
    O, O ether's coming you way!

Morning soon past
Out of the ether.
We'll go behind
Assorted weather.
    O, O what a wonderful day!
    O, O ether's coming you way!

Oranges behind the thinker.
Sauer lemons the shrinker.
Soon we'll put up the blending.
Bow and send on the mending.
    O, O what a wonderful day!
    O, O ether's coming you way!

Hn - Hn - Hn - Hn
Hn - Hn - Hn - Hn

The Marmalade

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The peanut-butter will fill your head
Will you toast the bread under laid?
How many times did you turn around
To catch up with the roasting sound?
Will you be lighted, when you are feed?
How many trains bore your passenger's head?

The marmalade of fresh oranges,
What did it cry before `t'was seen?
How many thoughts to be hidden now?
How many turnings to something's how?
And all the butter will it been seen?
And all the bottles, a flower in each been!

And if you still follow let us now count to ten,
And I'll make it holler, count be ended and send

The freshy box of morning airs
Atmosphere sphered on your stairs.
Will the ceiling hit the floor?
Will you turn to evermore?
And all the freshies, fruited and eat.
Side walkers, passers, whom have you met?

The all-amp. turned to bills and things
Social interests in a ring,
Will you string the sausages?
Source the cause, now take the pause
I've been the planets, from there turn it green,
Blue turn to tannies, the sun directly seen

Did it hurt your seeing eye?
I caught your foot placed in it's high.
Still remember just that sun
The red should get it on it's run,
And all the pictures, that you have seen
We'll count the frames, have the energy been!

Spotted Paint in the Hall

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I'm the preacher of the man in the hall!
I'm the reacher of the sand in the small!
Tell me of the only place,
On the wall-race in the haze;
Hear the ticking of the hands in the hall.
Hear the racking of the man's in the fall.
`Are' turn `is' as you be taught,
Taught can teach us from a bowl.
See the bowl, the banana and the cup
Is the orange-juice never served you hot?
    I'll be flying home to you,
    And your tomato-can turn true.

La la la la la la
la la la la la
La la la la la la
la la la la la
La la la la la la
la la la la la

Did you eat on all the bodies of the war?
Did you `Ahem' to the booklets that I tore?
I'll be bringing mental blocks
You'll be ringing ticking to tucks.
Se the wisdom is a man in a turn,
With his portrait burn, now in collectors' urn; -
    Are you willing to give in
    With the satisfy of bring?

See the lighter turning fire with its stone,
See the stomach lick the picture with its bone
Did your table lie tonight?
Is the record out of sight?
Red and orange, green and yellow,
Bright and white.
Is this record really, really
Out of sight?
    Blue turn yellow when this is true,
    White turn darkness all anew.

I'm the preacher of the man in your hall!
I'm the reacher of the sand in your small!
Mik - mak - mo - mi - mikke mek.
We can steal a hard-boiled egg.

The Casual Copyist

DEMO

SCORE

You a riding the horse of this song
Hours passing by, are you nursing your long
All seems so small, seen here from the pick-up
The long grows tall, did you ever smash a cup?
And you greet the broken light,
got on up, greet the hole and the plight.

We were singing the hymns of destruction,
Now were you wondering on the wheel of obstruction?
Now we do see some windows cracked and cold,
Now are you bold, you hand who hold the stone?
And I wonder is a hole the cry before?
Did you walk on stones `fore time turned shore of sand?
    Still you know what time you got up to this day.

Some people seems to get the kick of woe
While others lick their wounds to the hick-up;
How many corpses can you be at just one time?
It's not a show, `though the tick can love your snow.
How many snow-flakes did fall in the span
Of years behind the actual picture of your land?

Some people seems to be very sure
They see the same as others, now, if you were purer,
Then what is greener? Are you sure the sky is blue?
The what is blue? Have you seen how close you knew?
And out of your twilight fume
Are you sure you are seeing en coutume?
    Still you know what time you got up to this day.

Some people taste the essence of their meal.
To peel an orange, well some cold it might heal.
But what is taste? yes, it's sour or it's sweet,
Differs' descriptions, yes but they're all grown up in heat,
And now you might know what I mean,
The barrow wouldn't fail, still it's the words that were seen.

I've been on this train too long,
It's no lie, it's the words of this song.
But now I feel, you are sure of what I said
You get your deal, `though the same is never met.
And in your head all the oranges fed;
And in your head is a picture of your bed
    Still you know what time you got up to this day.

The Pneumatic Blues

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    I've got the pneumatic blues,
    And I ain't got caught in juices.
    I've got these pneumatic Blues
    And I ain't got caught in juice.

Hear the capsule leave the bottle-neck!
I hear it zip-zap-zoo.
Hear the bubble leave the boiling pot!
I hear it plip-plap-plop.
    All with these pneumatic blues,
    And I ain't got caught in juices.
    I've got these pneumatic Blues
    And I ain't got caught in juice.

I will press to serve the toothpaste-tube
I'm glad I'm not aware.
Of the press behind the circling blood
At least I won't be there
    I've got the pneumatic blues,
    And I ain't got caught in juices.
    I've got these pneumatic Blues
    And I ain't got caught in juice.

Well, the outside's in,
That is where the pnuema-man'll begin
Well, the outside's in,
That is where the pnuema-man will end.
    All with these pneumatic blues,
    And I ain't got caught in juices.
    I've got these pneumatic Blues
    And I ain't got caught in juice.

I can press an orange
In my squeezer-cup.
I can swallow down
Or throw it up.
    All with these pneumatic blues,
    And I ain't got caught in juices.
    I've got these pneumatic Blues
    And I ain't got caught in juice.

Dust-pail, fire-pail, the water-pail
Measure weight, what's press to fall?
Mounting up and shaping round itself
The pail that I should fail.
    All with these pneumatic blues,
    And I ain't got caught in juices.
    I've got these pneumatic Blues
    And I ain't got caught in juice.

I can function on the toilet
The press, the fall, the shower.
Do in bed what's better here unsaid,
The press the small, the wower.
    All with these pneumatic blues,
    And I ain't got caught in juices.
    I've got these pneumatic Blues
    And I ain't got caught in juice.

What has made the fresh-cut orange-meat
Seem shining with its juice?
And the brain-cell press behind thought seat
Old heads now to be bruised.
    All with theses pneumatic blues,
    And I ain't got caught in juices.
    I've got these pneumatic Blues
    And I ain't got caught in juice.

Timeries

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DEMO

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Tell me time, why do you pass?
Tell me time, where do you pass?
    In a mind, you seem building up.
    Place and bind, for your next stop.

Tell me time, why do you pass?
Tell me time, where do you pass?
    Seems when now, still you will be,
    Now and then, slip you will se

Time is on your watch, and time is on your side,
Time for the next move, time for the next hide.

Time is in your story, and time is in your looks.
Time is your relations, time is in your books.

The watch ticks time,
When this is seen,
The watch pass through time,
As long as it is been.
    Time needs time
    To have a child grown up,
    Sometimes time
    Is ripening to a top.

Top of time,
And a time for a change.
Time to grow,
To be peeled and be eat;
    An orange can reap,
    It only takes some time,
    And transport is time
    Spend for those who spend the time

Time for what you did, and time for the unseen.
Time for the undone, time when this is been.

Time as a movement, and time as space to pass.
Time for the spotting of the time that your time has.

Tell me time, why do you pass?
All the time, where do you pass?
    Sometimes it's me, longing for a time,
    Where I could be, having a good time.

Now time you have to serve
As the right time.
    Yes, time you have to serve
    As the right time

Fa - fi - fa
Fi - fa - da.
Fa - fi - fi
Fi - fi - di - da.

Biddeli - baddeli  - bo
Bitely - battlely - bold.

Omens in the Sky

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Questions all, we're rising the tide,
Woke is away, up in the 'hey!', -
    We did curse the key,
    Towards this to be.

 We did ask solidly based on what became,
This the task, filled in the haze of then; -
    Would you try again, - ?
    We'll find the knotted end.

    Orange - orange - oranges.
    Orange - orange - oranges.

Now to collect, what was set continuously.
How to forget, what was met with pure regret.
    Will the inventare,
    Cause your will to stare?

Night and day, spinning on what world-word lay.
Hour and watch, divisions of memory-way,
    This will not be said,
    If your beforehands fled.
        Orange - orange - oranges.
        Orange - orange - oranges.

Wonder is in all the fruit you eat,
Thunder breads all of the rain ahead.
    Omens in the sky
    We won't know in why!

Here's the plate, the disc and the stereo.
Here's the take, the contact and the curtain-drawer
    Forks and knives be hailed,
    Frozen meals be stailed.

Questions all, we're rising the tide,
Woke is a way, up in the hey.
    Omens in the sky
    We won't know in why.

Here's the plate, the disc and the stereo.
Here's the take, the contact and the curtain-drawer
    Forks and knives be hailed,
    Frozen meals be tailed.
        Orange - orange - oranges.
        Orange - orange - oranges.

The Professional Earth-Plantation

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Orange-cry from behind,
Taste or smell very fine; -
Orange-soap, orange-tea
Cosy lifted to be.
    O you know, the daily formed by so.
    O you know, plantation-winds will blow!

Orange-cry from behind
Plucked and cased very fine.
behind turn out bubble-line
Frontwards peelers of mind.
    O you know, the daily formed by so.
    O you know, plantation-winds will blow!

Movers all in the sky!
Growers growing so high!
Tellers all in the books!
Showeres shown in the street!
    O you know, the track leads us so!
    O you know, behind will go!

Builders all in their rooms!
Backwards walkers in zooms!
Thinkers all in their thought!
Bringers' bring to be brought!
    O you know, the track leads us so!
    O you know, behind will go!

Stayers here for the rest,
Resters here, cool their breast!
Trickers graveyarded cool!
Chainers smithed in tool!
    O it's so, when you will know.
    O when you know, there ain't behind a blow!

Facters facted with lines!
Liners lined up with facts!
Forgetters soon all forgot!
Go-getters gotten in plot!
    O it's so, when you will know.
    O when you know, there ain't behind a blow!

Orange-cry from behind
Plucked and cased very fine.
Behind turn out bubble-line
Frontwards peelers of mind.
    O you know, the daily formed by so.
    O you know, plantation-winds will blow!

Orange-cry from behind,
Taste or smell very fine; -
Orange-soap, orange-tea
Cosy lifted to be.
    O you know, the daily formed by so.
    O you know, plantation-winds will blow!

Lasted: Last Orange-Hymn

DEMO

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Now the time
To say farewell.
Greet a brave
Next turning.
    Hours, minutes, seconds
    Meter, miles and waves
    far - far away.

Now the there
And all we gave,
Give on the next spinning.
    Stayers' out occasioned
    Cancelled, structure on,
    Nighting far away.

Days, now sounds, now stay behind,
Repeating of our limits.
    Listening ears and acting,
    Time-sets and reacting
    Formed in our bay.

Now our ship
Sets sails and flee.
Form and far
We're living!
    Hope and catch the turn
    Earn the orange-burn
    Light where you live.

Orange - oranges - orange all.
Orange - oranges - orange all.