1. |
Love You Baby
02:29
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I’m on the train home, I think of you alone
I know I’m I’m desperate but I love you Baby
This locomotive’s stalled, I know I should have called
And made confession cuz I love you Baby
I know it started bad, and though it got worse
You can’t deny there’s been some magic baby
So come on over here, we’ve both a natural fear
that this is going to end badly baby
My heart drums, I’m all thumbs, I’ve worked hard all week so I van get back home to you
Feels like I’m sitting still, if this won’t go I will, It’s getting late damned straight
I got to be there in the hour
Before you lock the door, before you kill the light
Just wait a minute, wait a minute baby
Cuz if you listen hard, you listen with your heart,
You’ll hear me saying that I love you Baby
My Mind’s numb, I’m a time bomb, hey mister driver got to get this thing a moving
I’m losing my mind cuz love is hard to find, it’s getting late damned straight
I got to be there in the hour
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2. |
DJ Crack Yo Back
04:43
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I’m working late, I’m working at night again
No one here, I’m working all alone again
To: DJ Crackyoback at the Spiderhole
Send me music, feed my brain and soul
Feeling desperate, ‘bout to give up the ghost
got to turn to what I need the most
send me tunes to keep from dying
The whole world’s dark, there are no lights on, it’s creepy
I’m pretty sure I’ll reach you ‘cause you never sleep
I’m so happy knowing that you are there
while the world around me just doesn’t care
(Just) send me music, keep me trying
You send beats and rhymes I’ve not heard before
You keep playing and I beg for more
(Please) send me tunes keep me from crying
I need music, are you out there?
I want music, I need music
Hey, hey DJ Crackyoback, I want to thank you
You save/slay me
Hey, Hey DJ Crackyoback
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3. |
Reverie
04:35
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Break me from this reverie
Stop my legs from shufflin’ South
Open up my lazy eyes
Put your mouth upon my mouth
Break me from this reverie
Shake me from the dreams of doubt
Put your hands over my heart
Put your mouth upon my mouth
Chase me over mountain tops
Let me yell at what I see
Put your mouth upon my mouth
Break me from this reverie
Wake me from the state I’m in
Slap me hard across my skin
Please return to me
Break me from my reverie
Put your mouth upon my mouth
Breath in and breath out
Step over step over step over step over step
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4. |
Remind Me
04:35
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your hands are long and beautiful
It reminds me of kabuki in Luecadia
It reminds me of the wrinkled sunlight on our bed
It reminds me of the times we took the bait and fled
the years we spent being suitable
everything was so alluring and excusable
I believe we made some chump change being lustrous
I realize now we were all alone and wondrous
it reminds me of a dream
only a vague memory
only a dream
take my hand let’s arabesque to the rhythm of our run
leave our footsteps in the West where we’re blinded by the sun
the memories of our love may be taken before death
and yes, that death will come
please remind me
remind me
don’t let me forget, please don’t let me forget
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5. |
Brand New Day
02:25
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6. |
Little White Lies
02:38
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A long time ago according to the lore
To immigrant parents a child was born
Daddy made some money, he gave it to the boy
But the boy wasn’t interested in children’s toys
He said I have a dream, I think I’ll be the king
Then I can be the boss, the boss of everything
I don’t need laws, I’ll just make rules
If I say it, it must be true
Those little White Lies, That’s the way to go
Cover Mouth, Ears, Eyes - You vex me so
Donny had a dream, he said “I’ll take the lead”
But Donny had a problem see, Donny couldn’t read
So he threw himself in with the Right-Wing crowd
If he couldn’t talk good well then he’d talk real loud
Kelly was a racist and Mikey was a drunk
Mitchie was a turtle, a hegemonic punk
But when they all assembled the crowd gave a cheer
“They can set set us back a hundred years!”
(CH)
Those little White Lies, That’s the way to go
Cover Mouth, ears, eyes - You vex me so
No conscience, no heart, tearing me apart
You really need to talk about it
I don’t wanna go back to when the world was flat
Turn back the radio, Turn back the clock
Before Mom hit Dad, before my country was a crock
They’re taking up arms for the common cause
Against the scourge of science and Newton’s laws
Copernicus was persecuted, spent life in a cell
And if we are not careful we’ll end up in one as well
Sailing off the edge into the Pleistocene
Don’t put me in the “Way-Back” machine
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7. |
Red Light Green Light
02:46
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Staring at the Red Light
Staring at a Green Light
Red Light, Green Light, STOP
I’ve been waiting here forever
Well it feels like forever
And a voice from up above saying
Keep straight, don’t stop, don’t talk
Mind your bloody manners gotta keep it all together
Gotta Keep your shit together
Oh Dear, take another step here
In our little garden, Have a cup of tea
Or maybe something stronger
Walk a little longer
We’ll just make our way here, Darling you and me
We’ll live forever
Everybody say the Moon has a face watching us from space
Making Vampires, Werewolves, everybody bat-shit crazy
Can’t blame it on a moonbeam, Don’t blame it on the Moon
Staring down, get blinded by the streetlight
Suddenly BOOM BOOM BOOM
And the sirens blaring, and the Angels swearing
Can’t blame it on the moon
Oh Dear, take another step here
In our little garden now we’re on our way
To maybe something better, always getting better
Always looking forward to another day
Upon this hill we’re standing, dancing on the rooftops
Hope this feeling don’t stop ever through the years
Whistle past the graveyard, Darling mind your head
We’ll leave our little garden, Now we’re on our way
We’re on our own again
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8. |
The Dogs are at the Gate
04:00
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ake the face of words
Throw ourselves on our swords
Say it just once for the sake of blind justice (Just Us)
Lonely, I guess it’s lonely
You say that everything’s fine, you’re just taking your time
But the dogs are at the gate
Cold spell wash over me
Feel but cannot see
Wearing the gold but the spirit is old (sold)
Right here, I’m standing right here
You say that everything’s fine you’re just speaking your mind
But the dogs are at the gate
Say it clearly, and carry it near
The world is a dangerous place, we’re just keeping pace
But the dogs are at the gate
All the thoughts were mine
Leave the loved ones behind
The risks and the blindfolded fists
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9. |
Tempest
03:34
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If the Train's too fast, get off
If the Train's too fast jump off
Jumping off will hurt a lot
If it's too fast get off
I can't keep shelling out to live in someone's perfect fission
And to "jack-in" would mean a painful surgical incision
Who knew Max Headroom was the seer with the clearest vision?
Knowing that sooner or later
There would be a Tempest
Not my place, Test my nerve,
Stand up straight, outside wave with a 6 foot face I'm
Tempted to get in the line-up
Rain on my skin wind in my hair but
I don't belong in there
There's a threat hanging over me
A minor threat hanging over me
I am not chained here, how could I be
It's hanging over me
I ramble on and on my people think I'm acting brutish
Just searching for the perfect balance so I must be foolish
I'm grasping at the straws and tea-leaves like a fortune teller
Knowing that sooner or later
There will be a Tempest
Not my place, Test my nerve,
Stand up straight, outside wave with a 10 foot face I'm
Tempted to get in the line-up
Rain on my skin wind in my hair but
I don't belong in there
If the Train's too fast, get off
If the Train's too fast jump off
Jumping off will hurt a lot
If it's too fast get off
There's a threat hanging over me
Between the devil and the deep blue sea but
I am not chained here, how could I be
It's hanging over me
Is this a plot to keep the lot of us real-life adjacent
While NSA gets hacked by some kid in his momma's basement?
This Irish forehead's now available for product placement
Just pay me by the size
Is it my doubtfulness that makes me sit and hesitate
Or by osmosis am I resolute to storm the gate?
And thus resolved I gather up myself and then I wait
Knowing that sooner or later
There will be a Tempest
Not my place, Test my nerve,
Stand up straight, outside wave with a 20 foot face I'm
Tempted to get in the line-up
Rain on my skin wind in my hair but
I don't belong in there
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