Sell The Sun EP

by Cu-Cu

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All songs written, performed & recorded by Miles George
in the spring of 2007

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Copyright © 2007 All Rights Reserved

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released January 1, 2007

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Cu-Cu Rochester, New York

Miles George, aka Cu-Cu, has been writing & recording songs since he was 10. From 2006 to 2017, Cu-Cu has written & recorded 6 full length albums, 2 EPs and a whole batch of throwaways. His integration of electronic pop and indie rock has made his music catalog diverse in many ways. He plays shows every now & then, but mainly plays for whoever's in the room at the time. ... more

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Track Name: I'm Getting Older
I'm getting older over and over
I feel like a four leaf clover
In the field of love and grace
The field it burns without a trace
Your birthday comes without a sound
Soda pop and a clown that scares the crap out of everyone
You have no clue of what is fun
Anymore than me, anymore than you
The snow is falling just for you
You feel like an idiot
The bird it perches on the bone of your shoulder
And I'm getting older

You rowed the boat into the water
Violinist of the harbor
The octopi come from everywhere
They grab your sail, they grab your hair
And pull you to the other side of town
Where the wind blows free and the money's gone
The boots they clench onto the water
Let's make love out of fire and mud
And I'm getting older
Yeah I'm getting older

Your pony trick of love and death
And you would say not to be here
But my life was your life
Your hat was bent into the dam
You wanna be angelical
You wanna be the cute one
But you're getting older
You're getting older
Track Name: Sell The Sun
Sell the sun to ancient prophets
Rio Grande is on the map
Fly a plane over to Wisconsin
Take the suitcase off the rack
When the rain is just a friend of the country
And the water trickles down your back
Feel a snake slithering up daisies
Like a rape victim of hard attack

When the pink light turns to blue light in a minute
We see the common laws between us
We're not so different, you and I after all
Just had a little fight
When the snow melts and we whittle down our bodies
When we wake up from the winter
We'll sell the sun to ancient prophets
Make a lot of dimes

When the numbers turn into hours
When you're letting down the line
You feel the dog rip at your leg now
And you know you won't survive
Pressing buttons just to save your life support
Making sure that you don't die
Your life is hanging my a piece of dental floss
Gripping at the lies

Sell the sun to ancient prophets
And we're laying down the line