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Anti Sampler Fall 2009
01. In These Arms
02. Teclar
03. Magpie to the Morning
04. Holy, Holy, Holy Moses (Song for New Orleans)
05. Vapours
06. My Body's a Zombie for You
07. Smiling Black Faces
08. The Man I Keep Hid
09. Look
10. Hey Ya
11. Poetry of the Deed
12. Rollin' Home Alone
Hope I ventilate
The vapours might take us sick
The vapours might make you wet
Well I hope I satiate

Home, I entertain
Hoping you get dancing feet
Hoping that you like a beat
And I hope you don't complain

It's some baseline in your mind
It's the sexy way to cry
You know I've had my share of doubt
Until I saw the vapours in your eyes

So watch me ventilate
Knock you off your feet where you stood
You'd keep dancing if you could
Well I hope I'm understood

Tears rolling down your face
The vapours are lumping in place
Guess I'm alive today
At least while I ventilate

It's the baseline in your mind
It's the sexy way to cry
You know I've had my share of doubt
Until I saw the vapours in your eyes