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hh goat imaginary friend

by The Harry Harrison

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1.
Sister! Life is confusin' what is illusion? Stumblin' on clues is the best you can do. Yourself isn't you to the people who see you, and they aren't the people you see them as... Look at your face when you're high on mescaline... How is that you being on the other side at the end? Isn't it odd making an identity? Look at your face, looking out of your eyes back into your eyes... I got your back, sister! (Hey) When you come down, be as real as you can be... When you come down, be as real as you can possibly know how... You've got some time, if it's only but a dream... While you've got time, love the people you love Before You Go now... I've got your back, sister!
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hushusbandry 01:34
I don't eat no breakfast I don't eat no breakfast I don't eat no breakfast I don't eat no breakfast I don't eat no breakfast I don't eat no breakfast I don't eat no breakfast I don't eat no breakfast... I don't need your reference I know what boys like, yes I get this I don't get your preference I know what girls like you like too Noba eyeba donbagutta fancy car yuno eye dun runtupalmiy credit cards yuno wydo never doneye gutno job Ibagotta babeemama payin me off Ibagottawoman she be cobba my wren I don't sweat my woman cuz she independent Ibadooda cleanin' anna cookin' mahowse Aintbuhnuttin wronwifmama takin' me out...
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dsm5 04:05
I wish she was dead but I wish I was with her. The one who I'm with to whom I only pay lip service makes me feel like would that I might be a victim in a homocidal cult mass suicide ritual. All of her love could all but fill up a thimbleful. To get to her, you've got to get through your in-laws. Her brother is dead, or might as well be all in all. I smashed in his head for something smart he said. Fluoxetine, Bupropion XL dose, see dosin' my cock tail, a toast: Regard your mental health. Suckers are aplenty and they wanna suck your energy out. Never see your enemies like "who is friendin' me now?" Never a believe a thing you think if you ain't mentally sound. Don't even think of tellin' me a thing you think out loud. Look! The babadook is on the loose. You're loopy. They're all onto you. It's spooky. No one's honest. Truth is beauty, but the promises you do keep aren't the charming ones. It's stupid. The alarm is on, but useless if the pharmaceuticals ain't movin'. Posies by the pocketful. When you feel daffy deal me desipramine and level out the modafinil. Thirty MG D-Amphetamine my stack of prescriptions looks fatter than the DSM5. DSM5. DSM-my stack of prescriptions looks fatter than the DSM5. Look at me, son! Good to be young, unstoppable and sane. I take that Bupropion, it keeps me on top of my game, fucker. Best step off this blessin' like it's messin' up your shoes. You're a rerun- horribly unremarkable. That's weak. You can't see nothin' beyond your own demons and self pity. Best to get this message while you're still guessin' the clues. Hot Clara Bow haircut, true blue suit, pony skin boots. Lesson one: Perfection like this never comes in twos. Fakers better wake up, who you really hate is you. Fluoxetine, Bupropion HCL-XL. These ingredients are my cocktail for mental health. Go get you some help, your just embarrassing yourself.
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Tweakin' hard man, gotta trust yourself all the time When you're trippin' up, Zoom Out, rewind. How can you be like this and make it on time? How do you not fall behind? Don't be another villain. I'm fit for headline billin'. You act like people doubt me, but then they're all about me. Why you still social climbin'? You don't like people shinin'? You're not appreciated. That's cuz you've been fakin'. If I can tune in, just for a minute I'm a say some things cuz sometimes I just want em off my chest. Back in the day, she was a middle child, tryin' for her best always upstaged, so they'd always say she's aimless. That's how the suckers get a hold of you, sink their claws in you, make you second guess as if you weren't already on point, sink your confidence until you suck. But they'll always end up callin' when you're up, now what? Hangin' onto my name and, draggin it through some lame shit. Why don't they finally get it? Anyone could have did it... Line up another lame ass, I'll make 'em local famous. Marcia ain't Elvis Presley. Her bullshit don't impress me. three six nine the goose drank wine the monkey chewed tobacco on the street car line the line broke the monkey got choked and they all went to heaven in a little row boat. Three six nine the goose drank wine the monkey chewed tobacco on the street car line the line broke the monkey got smoked and they all went to heaven on a dead billy goat
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obsession 02:51
every day it's all the same- thinkin' what to say and what to wear- how's my hair? do you care and do you notice how i'm there every time You turn around You're seein' me- and every night i see You so i never get to sleep- maybe it might sound like i'm not makin' any sense- and i probably seem psychotic cuz the feeling's so intense- i get home- write a poem- sing a song- doodoodoodoo- i'm a wreck- i'm a mess- i'm obsessed- it's like voodoo on my chest- every time You come around You're all i see- and every time i speak to you i sound like such a creep- ugh- feel like all i live for isYour validation- calculating hours away by now they say i've flipped out- i'm convince- I'm Obsessed with You. What can I say? What can you do? Sometimes i don't know where I should go... My life is like a joke on me. Sometimes i don't know when i should go, Or how to leave.... No... I'm Obsessed with You. And there's nothing You can ever do.
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December 8, 1995 Everything's great while you don't yet know you're alive. Remember late, late one Christmas Eve? You wanted to stay, but I needed you to leave. I knew our relations would not be the same. I felt embarrassed to even call your name. They kept you pinned up since you was just a teen. Left there to drift, no brain activity. Said I still felt you then poof you were gone. You never knew the level you were on. I knew, I knew, I knew, I knew, I knew You were ahead of your time. I'm still, I'm still in shock All of my feeling's dropped. Is it that strange? I always felt the need To tell you you're cherished. You had some ink, but covered up your sleeve in front of your parents. Another day, twenty twenty five everything went by after I blinked my eyes. Remember May? Back in seventeen? That was the day I lost track of everything. I still, I still, I still, wonder if I would have survived. I still wonder, could I ever replace your wife? It feels so strange, you're such a part of me, I don't wanna share it. And you should be buried at make our creek round evergreen terrace. Two years this morning, still not listening. Still love you always and we're still a thing.
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grief 04:38
The first stage is denial go and google grief and death. The Last Stage is acceptance but it ain't how you expect. See all of life's a wager that your days are numbered with, and if age is just a number, go as high as you can get. She was always first in everything for me it's that way still. The first true love I had, plus she's the first one to get killed. If life is all a gamble then the adage don't add up, they say age is just a number but the sum still takes you under. Gray Confetti what a waste of lead and paper shedding pages shredding Gray Confetti empty spaces spreading names from faces days and settings Gray Confetti celebrated setting stages up and aging letting Gray Confetti memories fade from every waking second days forgetting I should have seen it comin' Twenty-Seven's too cliche. And she'd never become Thirty like she wanted it that way. Twenty-Eight's an even number and that could have been a sign, cuz she always beat the odds I thought she might beat Twenty-Nine. Gray Confetti celebrated setting stages up and aging letting Gray Confetti memories fade from every waking second days forgetting Of the "Five Stages of Grieving" Number Two's no good for me, and I'd gladly trade Stage Four if I could haggle on Stage Three. Stage Five is an illusion, don't be stupid, think it's done, cuz the minute you get to it you realize you're still on One.
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manic freak 04:46
Dear You-Know-Who, here's one more tune to think of me by but oh, right, there's no you this time, you went in the light. Me, I'm just like I used to be like last year, I'm fine, but sometimes it's hard to unwind when you come to mind. Feel like I've always been a freak. I wanna ride my manic streak. I hope I never go to sleep. I hope I never go to sleep. I hope I never go to sleep. Feel like I've always been a freak. I wanna ride my manic streak. I hope I never go to sleep. I hope I never go to sleep. I hope I never go to sleep, yeah. I still fill you in about the things I think you'd like or not like ugly blue jean high waters on the rise. I wish I could tell you all this stuff In Real Life, I miss you so much that I lie to myself sometimes. You hate yourself you feel like you've turned into someone else, disconnected from your Heart and your Mental Health, somehow feels easier to shut down and turn life away, all the walls crumble down around you every day, so far as so much (?) you might as well go curl up and die, doesn't matter perfect day on the Fourth of July, external forces seem to less and less come into play, can't put a finger on why it's a shitty day, it's purposeless no possibility for per-perfection, disappoint got no answers or even a question, sleep all day a cadaver in the solitude, chemicals, brain's disconnected, what to do? (To Believe, to Believe in yourself again) I know I've always been a freak Still gonna ride my manic streak. I hope I never go to sleep. I hope I never go to sleep. I hope I never go to sleep. I know I've always been a freak Still gonna ride my manic streak. I hope I never go to sleep. I hope I never go to sleep. I hope I never go to sleep, yeah. So sincerely, yours I will be til I reach the end, I'l pretend I will see you when now turns into then.
9.
I'm an Imaginary Friend, I'm Imaginary. I'm an Imaginary Friend, I'm Imaginary. I'm an Imaginary Friend, I'm Imaginary. I'm an Imaginary Friend, I'm Imaginary. I'm your Imaginary Friend, and my life will never end. I'll be with you all the time and I won't die. We can live without a care. I'll go with you everywhere. I won't ever go away, unless you say. It's such a shame we don't get more time. There'll come a day when you leave me behind. I don't know where I'll go when you decide to say goodbye. I'm an Imaginary Friend, I'm Imaginary. I'm an Imaginary Friend, I'm Imaginary. I'm an Imaginary Friend, I'm Imaginary. I'm an Imaginary Friend, I'm Imaginary. I'm an Imaginary Friend. I'm alive when you pretend, and I live inside your mind, where there's no time. I'm an Imaginary Friend. I'll stay with you til the end. I'll be with you when you die. You'll still be mine. It's such a shame you don't get more time. There'll be a day when you leave me behind. I don't know what I'll do without you here. Disappear? I'm an Imaginary Friend, I'm Imaginary. I'm an Imaginary Friend, I'm Imaginary. I'm an Imaginary Friend, I'm Imaginary. I'm an Imaginary Friend, I'm Imaginary.

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A bedroom pop opera psychodrama exploring death, grief, abandonment, faith, doubt, identity, illusion, reality, sanity and madness.

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released June 21, 2019

Album cover art by Lainey Harrison
All songs written, composed, performed, recorded, and mixed by The Harry Harrison aka HH Goat aka Randolph Cromwell Harrison IV.

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The feature verse on "manic freak" was written and performed Josh Martier AKA Marty Martin Denny.

The song "december 8 1995" was mixed by Paul Blackwell aka P Von Blee. Additional mixing and arrangement ideas were also provided by Paul Blackwell throughout the album. Vocal coaching on the song "grief" was also provided by Paul Blackwell and his devoted patience.

Bass guitar on the song "december 8 1995" was written and performed by Matt Wentz. Additional mixing and arrangement ideas were also provided by Matt Wentz aka "Matt" "Wentz" through out the album.

This collection of songs would not exist without the patience and loving support from my beautiful better half, Kat Link Dampier aka Katlink.

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The Harry Harrison Brooklyn, New York

Lead singer/songwriter/guitarist for the Tills, The Hound Dogs Family Band, The Yacht Dogs, and The Billy Clams. Contributor to Sweet Boys. Guitarist for Peppermint. Mastermind behind the lauded HH Goat series, and a genuinely nice fella to boot.

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