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Best of Parker & Lily

by Monk Parker, Lily Wolf

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Hello Halo 03:26
How could you miss me, sitting here with this pale girl & my clear-as-gin halo... don’t you know I love you? My whole drunken world is a gaudy frame for a picture-perfect girl How could I not want you, sitting there with that pale boy, looking like there’s no tomorrow... Don’t you know that My whole drunken world is a gaudy frame for a picture-perfect girl.
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In Bonn 03:03
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You are my matinee, so cool and dark inside You’re my convenient place to hide. Show me previews of your attractions & I’ll come see you everyday. You are my matinee You are my matinee
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I walk the way you walk, in fashionable circles. & I talk the way you talk, in fashionable circles. In a fashionable crowd I’ve found I’m almost always odd man out So I frown & say "I’m sorry. Smashing party”. On nights like these you’re never up past 3, I know. & sometime after 4, two by two the boys & girls leave me dimly viewed, & framed with bottles, far from sleep. If there’s one thing you’ve taught me it’s how to throw a smashing party.
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Motel Lights 02:53
Turn of the ratchet, lipstick on a book of matches Blue light in patches, with the volume down. Motel lights are cold & slowly they fold their voltage to crowns. One turn tighter & like sulphur I could burn and light her Lay down beside her & hold her tight. Motel lights are cold & slowly they fold a bad day to night, a bad day to night. Motel lights.
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Morley 03:02
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Three-day life, my weekend without you Friday out past curfew Saturday morning I watch cartoons with someone new Three-day night on the boardwalk at my own Coney Island. Three-day life My weekend without you Three-day life My weekend with blonde girls from Bond Street I meet curled like kittens in taxis Three-day night, this unquiet bright & shining club life. Three-day life My weekend without you Three-day life My weekend without you Three-day life
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The Low Lows 05:08
From a DC-9 at night I look out on a field of lights but that’s not for you and I, I know Pools of darkness lie both to the left and right beneath the swollen sky The low lows The low lows The low lows On a DC-9 in flight they turn the aisle lights off at midnight I saw a bright & shining sidewalk through the clouds slowly diverging from our route & pressed my hand against the tiny row of plastic windows & watched the next-to-last hope go. The low lows The low lows The low lows
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It’s night outside but always daylight in La Guardia White on white, the hallways are too bright & never quiet enough. Drinks on tiny tables & cloud cover outside in Love Field overnight. Two years in the air Too much airport coffee My time in the sky, on terminal standby, Idle in Idlewild.
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Suit Of Fire 02:33
This suit of fire is cut entirely from my desire & lined inside with shining flames It might be hot but it fits just right so I go out every night in my burning suit of lights FLAME ON Suit of fire FLAME ON Suit of fire Oh Stephin Merritt your diving suit sounds nice & cool inside I want to trade you this suit of fire for just a little while. I shine at night-time I light up a party when I arrive This suit of fire is so bright that I might burn your eyes when I decide to FLAME ON Suit of fire FLAME ON Suit of fire
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P. S. 03:29
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Ask around, it’s Candy’s last day Pills in her pockets, there’s a smile on her face Now and then her eyes glaze & she waves See her cry but not very hard A short stab of something slips under her guard & blocks the sound of passing cars & stops the wound-up stars Candy’s kiss is a red weal Slow slip & sweet spill Candy’s eyes are islands but her hands are gulls & can’t be still Candy’s eyes are islands in a rising tide All ships that sail on her seas & all planes that fly sink below the surface & fall down from the sky. Candy’s kiss is a red weal Slow slip & sweet spill Candy’s eyes are islands but her hands are gulls & can’t be still & fly away on Candy’s last day.

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Fourteen cinematic lo-fi dream-pop gems from 2001-2005.

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released November 27, 2016

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Monk Parker Austin, Texas

Pitchfork says "Mournful & elegant, big & brassy... the exquisite dejection is almost celebratory", Rolling Stone France calls his most recent release “perfect, just perfect”, and El Pais declared a recent Madrid performance "monstrously sad & brilliantly anachronistic”.

The new full-length solo release "Crown of Sparrows" comes out on LP & CD in April 2016 on Grand Jury Records.
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