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Critterness

by KATHERYN PETERSEN

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1.
Coyote 02:51
There's a coyote on the road wondering which way to go he's tired of dodging cars and police wishin he could take a holiday Go to the Country Fair Take his little coyote lady there They’d go on a ride and HOWL Yip yip yip hooray! It's not fair to be a coyote in the city It's not fair to be a coyote in the street There's a coyote on the street thinking about a bite to eat he's tired of eating dogs and cats and doesn't like the taste of rats But at the Country Fair get some good old free range country hare He'd lick his lips and HOWL Yip yip yip hooray It's not fair to be a coyote in the city It's not fair to be a coyote in the street The ducks are gone the air stinks there's no good places left for him to dig the street lights stay on all night long the moon is just a sidewalk memory There's a coyote on the road lookin for a place to hide his toe nails click, on the pavement alone without a pack of friends But at the Country Fair all his coyote buddies would be there they'd run up a hill and HOWL Yip yip yip hooray... ..he squints his eyes and scurries away Yip Yip Yip
2.
Goat 01:55
This is what the goat told me, told me, told me He spoke inscrutably, Then fixed his eyes on me, on me, on me, With pupils long and square like laser beams. Always travel in a pack, listen to the wind, Climb a mountain whenever you feel the call within Take a nap at anytime so you can stay up late To see the stars on cloudless nights, from which to navigate. This is what the goat told me…… He spoke inscrutably…. Then fixed his eyes on me on me on me With pupils long and square like laser beams. Dot dash beep beep An alien power has infected me Now I can understand All goat dialects fluently This is what the goat told me This is what the goat told me
3.
Riding at the centre of a Cheshire hurricane Montreal bike girl with pipe cleaner braids Is longing As long as her striped stockings Flying past the bistro with the spiral staircase Past the red house with the green door and the black wrought iron gate Through the stop sign To a street with no awings Rouler a Velo Faster than Tintin Rouler a Velo With roses in her cheeks Into the distance Her dark eyes shine Along the seaway She flies like borrowed time Salad greens and magazines swing softly at her hip While mushrooms and an eggplant take the side bags for the trip to Supper Her heart served on a plate for another The pedals of her bike revolve like satelites of mars With an atmosphere of purple Like the tumbledown scent of flowers And sweet anticipated hours Rouler a Velo Faster than Tintin Rouler a Velo With roses in her cheeks Into the distance Her dark eyes shine Along the seaway She flies like borrowed time
4.
Oily Tale 02:29
This is the tale of a king and queen cache and luxury their riches flowed like gasoline until the well went dry, until the well went dry until the well went dry, until the well went dry This is the tale of a slippery deed a blue-blooded currency refined and born to spend Lear-jet and Mercedes-benz the price is titanic the band played on, the band played on the band played on, uh-hunh the band played on They say the kingdom is coming and judgement day could be just a feather away a pin-striped flock on the wings of fate landing on an oily lake. Prayed the bishop to his checkered mate ‘was the princess the fairest in the land today?’ Reflection, in the mirror, will the question ever change? A royal tale gotten out of hand a crude gesture upon the land once a boomtown returns to dust, returns to dust returns to dust, returns to dust, returns to dust, returns to dust
5.
Grubby Baby 01:42
Won’t you be my Grubby Baby Come on dance barefoot with me Cheek to cheek our dusty faces At the Squeezebox Jamboree Twirl your partner like a treetop Cedar branches everywhere Promenade into the ocean Leave the sea salt in your hair Chorus All join hands and circle right Along the shady forest trail To a clearing on a hillside Everybody swing and twirl Chorus Gather round the campfire We will stay up all night long and tell Tales about our times together Do-si-do till the morning bell Chorus
6.
Penguin 03:47
Dressed up to the nines Hangin by the pool Got my polar face on And i’m keepin' it cool At the south pole where ice floes Collide like bumper cars On the midway in the Artic On a Sunday afternoon I’m a glacial kind of guy A fully aquatic bird Flippin' ice chips on the downbeat Makin’ love in the wintry cold A penguin’s gotta do What a penguin’s gotta do It’s exceptionally cool To be a penguin Put your flippers in the air Put your flippers in the air Put your flippers in the air If you’re a penguin…..too Ice cream sandwich Everybody gather round and snuggle in Let’s make a big pack like we always do Then i’ll try my best to get to the middle Try my best to get to the middle Try my best to get to you Dressed up for the big show In my two-toned jersey suit Sliding into home-base Im’a penguin Babe Ruth On this island made of snowballs I hit home-runs every day By night i rock the casbah In my penguimatic way I’m an enigmatic bird Half fish, half fowl, half lion King of the frozen playa At the bottom of the earth A penguin’s gotta do What a penguin’s gotta do It’s exceptionally cool To be a penguin Put your flippers in the air Put your flippers in the air Put your flippers in the air If you’re a penguin…..too Dressed up to the nines Hangin by the pool Got my polar face on And i’m keepin' it cool
7.
Crabapples 02:52

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released July 6, 2017

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KATHERYN PETERSEN Vancouver, British Columbia

Katheryn and her accordion have been inseparable for years. If you see her on the street she will no doubt be hefting a distinctive piece of luggage that is regularly mistaken as an electronic typewriter case. Indeed, the tapping of her keys makes a joyful sound but hers are attached to bellows and not ink ribbons. katherynpetersen.com ... more

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