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Devendra Banhart
Devendra Banhart


Background information
Born May 30, 1981
Born place Houston, Texas, United States
Genre(s) Lo-Fi
Folk
Freak Folk
Years active 2002—present
Label(s) XL Recordings
hinah
Young God Records
Associated acts Beck
Vetiver
Megapuss
CocoRosie
Antony Hegarty
Little Joy
Joanna Newsom
Noah Georgeson
Website Website



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Devendra Banhart Album


Niño Rojo (09/13/2004)
09/13/2004
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Wake up, wake up little sparrow
Don't make your home out in the snow
Little bird, oh dontcha know
Your friends flew south many months ago

You're just a babe
You cannot fly

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We all know that the wind blows and the moon glows and our lungs grow
We belong to the floating hand that's made by some animals
And we all dance so we can let go and move close and trade lows
Like the type of tongue that roots from your breast
And it shakes your pretty, little clavicle

A good friend is walking to a homeland, an inside land
And to him I said, 'You can leave your eyes at the horizon's dead door
Cuz you won't need them anymore'

The children spins dawn in and the morning disappearing
They reappeared as a seed of love
You know the earth births the vegetables

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Little yellow spider laughing at the snow
Well maybe that spider knows something that I don't know
Cuz I'm goddamn cold

Little white monkey staring at the sand
Maybe that monkey figured out something I couldn't understand
Who knows

Well I came upon a dancing crab and I stopped to watch it shake, I said,
'Dance for me just one more time before ya hibernate,
and ya come out a crab cake'

And hey there little snapping turtle, snapping at a shell
Oh there's mysteries inside I know
But what they are I just can't tell for sure

And hey there little baby crow, you're looking kind of mean
I think I oughta split before ya start letting off your spleen
For sure

And hey there little sexy pig, you mated with a man
And now you've got a little kid
With hooves instead of hands

And oh all of the animals, all of the animals

And hey there little mockingbird, they sing about you in songs
'Oh where ya been? Have ya broke a wing?'
I haven't heard ya in so long

And hey there little albatross, swimming in the air
'Aw, hey ya know I can't fly and I
Think we really oughta play fair'

And hey there mister happy squid, you move so psychedelically
You hypnotize with your magic dance all the animals in the sea
For sure

And oh all of the animals, all the animals

And hey there Mr. Morning Sun, what kind of creature are you
I can't stare, but I know you're there
Goddamn, how I wish I knew

And hey there Mrs. Lovely Moon, you're lonely and you're blue
It's kind of strange the way you change

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I'd like to sing to you, if you'd like me too
I'd like to sing to you, if you'd like me too
I'd like to sing, sing, sing, sing, sing to you

I'd like to dance with you, if you'd like me too
I'd like to dance with you, if you'd like me too
I'd like to dance, dance, dance, dance, dance with you

I'd like to sleep with you, if you'd like me too
I'd like to sleep with you, if you'd like me too
I'd like to sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep with you

Ribbons around the fumes, we'll be sleeping soon
Ribbons around the fumes, we'll be sleeping soon

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Put me in your suitcase, let me help you pack
Cuz you're never coming back, no you're never coming back

Cook me in your breakfast and put me on your plate
Cuz you know I taste great, yeah you know I taste great

At the hop it's greaseball heaven
With candypants and a

Put me in your dry dreams or put me in your wet
If you haven't yet, no if you haven't yet
Light me with your candle and watch the flames grow high
No it doesn't have to try, it doesn't have to try

Well I won't stop all of my pretending that you'll come home
You'll be coming home, someday soon

Put me in your blue skies or put me in your gray
There's gotta be someway, there's gotta be someway
Put me in your tongue tie, make it hard to say
That you ain't gonna stay, that you ain't gonna stay

Write my in your marrow, stuff me in your bones

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My ships are frozen sticks, they lay stuck to the floor
My wrists and my breasts are bleeding bricks, they don't float anymore
And my tongue, it's a carbon scroll, ..doesn't burn anymore
And my friends are all useless lens, they don't see anymore
And all my chicks are all useless hens, they don't lay anymore
And my fists are plastic dice, they're the shape of the sun

And my love is a so long song gone forevermore

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Not everyone can relate, to what you and I appreciate
Not everyone can relate, to what you and I appreciate
..to what you and I appreciate

Not everyone can relate to what you and I appreciate
Noah is a cowboy but nobody knows
His cattle's on that hillside still nobody knows
Not everyone can relate to what you and I appreciate

But I know you'd like to run away
But it's hard with horseshoes made of clay
And the selfish friend that I am says stay

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Sister, sister, keep the fire inside, and your dogs won't die
And now it's all clear, it's all clear, you can see the child before it's born
Yeah it's all clear, it's all clear, it's all your little sun smile for it's
shone
Sister, we'll climb, we'll climb 'til the dogs, climb over us
We'll climb, we'll climb, we'll climb 'til the dogs, climb over us
Sister, what you're coming to all the lights out, I can't see no more
Now I reach out, now I feel for, now I reach out, now I feel for

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Water may walk
Daughter may walk
Mother may walk
Father may walk
Marth feel asleep in a perfect fire

Water in hands
Mother in hands
Brother in hands
Held in the hands
Of one million bending bones

I know its name
You know its name
Never above
Never above
One thousand mending moans

The fire inside
The silver inside
The hollow inside
The echo inside
The red setting sun inside

The earth has its eyes
The sea has eyes too
Brown mother eyes
Blue mother blue
And eyes are the stems of space

Mother may grow
Daughter may grow
Father may grow
And swallow the seed
Of trees in the chest of my mind

I've got some to give
I've like to give some
Love will still live
When our time is done

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Hose down the dead before they die, before they die
Hose down the dead before they die, before they die
Who do you hear a dying fire a dying fire
Oh can you feel a golden soul one golden soul

Now I put the ovaries in my bath
And all the dogs will die and
The devil will call the cats home
And he looks up to the sky

I put the ovaries in my mouth
And all the dogs will die
The devil will call the cats home
And he looks up to the sky

Hose down the dead before they die, before they die

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And all my fingers ran off
And I just couldn't follow them
Your eyelash was an island
And your eyes were someone's friend

Oh could that have been
Well I hardly was a real sweet thing
Now when my smells grew some new smells
And I just couldn't smell them all
I smell my sister in the winter
And my father in the fall
Cross and then snow

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Be kind, baby be kind
Be kind, baby be kind
The light of this might
Align your legs to time
They give me up as I got mine
Oh and that's too many times
Baby be kind
And my eyelids are fine
Don't let your eyes pop out boy
You may drop your black candy apple
From the fright of having your eyes pop out
And someone else buys seeing double
So be kind baby be kind
Won't cha be kind baby be kind
And the way he drops the ants will cover him up
I said you'd get 'em back dear
Don't cha try to puff them all up
Baby dear don't cha try
To be kind baby be kind
You know the light of this whole world and mine
Aligns your legs to time
The lake it ain't your fire
And that is all I've had
Too many had done
These eyelids mine
Don't let your eyes pop out
You might drop them on your stove

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Send me up hollow eyes unwinding Asia and all your little diamonds
All your little diamonds
Everybody that's inside me buries the body that's behind me

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It ain't hard to adore ya
Thread ya into my town
Put your guard down, explore ya
And I'll always be around

I want to live in Jamaica
Yeah I wanna live in Jamaica

..hair down
How'd they get their nose
..your hair down

I'm in love with an anchor
I can floss with her tail
She's the island above me
And I can tell, I can tell

When ya finally break my legs
And I can never leave the house again
Then I'll finally love you

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The electric heart shines for you
It's given up sparks
But that's nothing new

The electric heart
Spins its lightning web
The spider sparkle lights the way ahead

I eat the biscuits, a gift for her
I eat the fishes, they got no fur

The open road
Oh God's final town
I'll take a little sip from its high drip
The earth hurts sky say your name
The earth was dry until you came

A little baby begins to grow
A happy belly begins to glow

The electric sky combing in the snow
He's always high
He's a gentle soul
My winter friends with Christmas legs
And cold, cold beards
And frozen heads

We keep them shiny
We keep them shone
Cuz though they're tiny, they're valuable

I've lost my nails
But that's nothing new
And goddamn thumbs
Thumbs, goddamn you

And if all else fails
As all else do
There's someone else for sure will take my place

Now flung from dreams your voice reappears
And it almost sings like you're almost here
Singing an ancient chant, spreads his dusty lens
And I'm coming in in my head
Electric heart sang for us

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