1. |
Of Sighs & Catastrophe
02:58
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The open doors of love
Flow into the universe
And radiate beyond the sky
Above this ball of things
Beyond the starry black and blue
All around the endless night
The circle jerk of time
Stroke and disappear
The center could never be here
If everything is dead and equally alive
Love is the reward
For giving up on innocence
Fuck-all to consequence
This puzzled gift of life
The riddle of humanity
What starts with a spark and ends with a flash?
Majestic bird of flight
Conquistador of gravity
Soar above the borderline
With expectations low
And let your spirit fly
Wonder without faith
Bleed without desire
Lose every hope you hold
Feast on love’s delight
Of sighs and catastrophe
That vanquish all our enemies
Of sighs and catastrophe
The bondage of because
Denies a man his destiny
She’s bending down in ecstasy to kiss
She represents the All
The secret and the chosen few
They’ve been waiting for you
Wonder without faith
Bleed without desire
Lose every hope you hold
Feast on love’s delight
Of sighs and catastrophe
That vanquish all our enemies
The open doors of love
Flow into the universe
And radiate beyond the sky
Above this ball of things
Beyond the starry black and blue
All around the endless night
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2. |
Brother Tom
04:44
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Crossed old Brother Jeffrey in the bathroom
He was sweating like a slave
Fallin’ down a K-hole
That’ll keep him busy and out of the way
Sat with Sister Susie in the corner
Sippin’ straight tequila with a sidecar of regret
Her husband’s got a boyfriend
Susie doesn’t know that yet
Smoked up Uncle Barry and his current ball n’ chain
This chick named Sharon
She’s fuckin’ special
Her first night out of rehab
Tried to cut some girl for asking Barry’s name
Thank God for Cousin Raymond
He’s our trusty captain
Keeps the crew in line
Six-seven, 325
He’s got hands the size of Texas
If you’re a stranger to the bar
You better look him in the eye
Then there’s Brother Tom
We don’t get along
There ain’t a real good reason
He just bums me out
His accusatory stare
In a Catholic state of shock
Pretends that I’m not there
Mother Mary came bouncing though the door
Susie said it’s nice to see her happy for a change
We stumbled ‘round the bar
Dropping dollars in the jukebox
I said, Please!
Enough with the all the Starship
I’m fuckin’ done with Heart
This is where our dreams have clearly come to die
And that’s when Brother Tom
Got up in my face
And spit, “I don’t owe you nothing!”
At that point, Brother Jeffrey left the bathroom
Kind of slithered across the floor
Says I come from Alabama with a banjo on my knee
Them colored boys got nothing on me
Raymond said, “Yo, Jeffery, hit the road”
Backed away from Tom
Said, “I’m gonna let that slide
Gonna turn the other cheek
But you ain’t no friend of mine
You got a lot of problems, Tom
Ain’t nothing to do with me”
Susie came up from behind
Put her arms around my waist
Like sunshine on my shoulder
She whispered in my ear
“Forget about old Tom
Give your love to me”
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3. |
The People
03:20
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I don’t think I’ll miss this place
I’ll keep a couple of memories just in case
The circus bears riding mini-bikes
The smell in the air after lightning strikes
Swam in a graveyard
Slept in the sea
I knew I couldn’t stay but no one said I had to leave
Let’s this be an X to mark the spot
Maybe I make all the magic
Maybe I wait too long
Maybe I can’t advantage of it
Maybe I come on a bit too strong
Puked up a rainbow
Swallowed the key
We were living in a bubble
How could I ever feel free?
The whole point of living is getting busy dying
I said I’ve had enough but baby, I was lying
Cut the jet stream out of my sheltered sky
I don’t think I’ll miss this place
I’ll keep a couple of memories just in case
We were bobbing for apples in a wishing well
Come up empty-handed
At least I’ll have a story to tell
It won’t stop the burning and the pages keep on turning
Lay my cards out on the table
Be the hand that rocks the cradle
I know I won’t miss this place
But I’ll probably be reminded of it every day
Losing their minds on a treasure hunt
I’ve never seen such a bunch of selfish cunts
Spit out the secret
Swallowed the key
I knew I couldn’t stay but no one said I had to leave
Let this be an X to mark the spot
Maybe I don’t need the magic
Maybe the people just suck
Maybe I can’t take advantage of it
Maybe I got something that’s better than luck
Swam in a graveyard
Slept in the sea
I knew I couldn’t stay but no one said I had to leave
The whole point of living is getting’ busy dying
I said enough’s enough but baby, I was lying
Cut the jet stream out of my sheltered sky
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4. |
Stuck In '77
02:46
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Put the beat on the floor
I’ve been known to cut a rug or two
Cuz if you don’t dance
You don’t stand a chance
Girls want a boy who’s got something to prove
It ain’t about your skill set
Can’t be afraid to act the fool
Cuz if you don’t care
You don’t feel the stares
I’m telling you, son
That kind of confidence is cool
Maybe I don’t understand your scene
I’m the last to arrive and always the first to leave
So, don’t be calling it a comeback
Tell you the truth, it never went away
You need a little bump to getcha over the hump
Go ahead and put both feet in the grave
The party’s over, the music lied
The lights come up
You’ve got glitter in your eyes
Was it really so necessary to celebrate good times?
Come on!
You know, I’ll never mind the bollocks
I wanna riot
I wanna riot
Not in my home
I don’t need to put you down
Lately, you’ve been runnin’ around
Like a one-trick pony in a two-horse kind of town
Check out Mr. Big Stuff
Struttin’ like the king of the nighttime world
Rockin’ purple polyester
Chester the Molester
I’ve got no problem with the player – oh no
Cuz I don’t have to play the game
When the money’s all gone and the mood is wrong
Some things should never stay the same
I’m not saying it’s a big mistake
If it keeps on raining the levee’s gonna break
Better shake your ass to higher ground
Go on and get back where you need to be
You were young, alive, wild, and free
In your happy place
Where everything adores you
I don’t understand your scene
I’m the last to arrive and the first to leave
No, don’t you waste my time
Put the beat on the floor
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5. |
Incredibly Sad
02:31
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All sorrows are but shadows
They pass and yet remain
To make my world however dull, a brighter place
All ambition is illusion
There’s only one reason to race
To make my world however slow, a faster place
Once again, hit the highway
Running down the line
I won’t need a memory
If you’re sitting right by my side
All the misery and suffering
Doesn’t even make me mad
I think of better days, I was singing ‘Purple Haze’
And I have to break down
But I can’t make a sound
No, there won’t be any reason
No hush, baby
Don’t you cry
And the cancer gonna creep on its dirty little feet
And I have to break down but I can’t make a sound
Though I, once again, hit the highway
Rolling down the line
I won’t sent a postcard if you’re sitting right by side
I don’t need a doctor
I’m feeling alright
I’ll take a rain check on rehab
I have quit every time
Play your tricks, wear a crown of thorns
Hope your faith will keep you warm
Tonight, tonight
Sitting right by your side
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6. |
Greasy 2
03:10
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Sometimes I’m not lost
I’m just walking around in circles
Listen to the sounds
Seeing what I missed all those times before
I’m exceedingly familiar with all the ups and downs
The facelifts and the major operations
The situations: out of control
And it never goes away
If I leave it all behind
What if I told you
I never met a man
Who didn’t have a motive
Didn’t have a master plan
Maybe something really kinky and sly
Maybe something so traumatic
Gotta leave it all behind
Lust and disgust
Drive a man insane
Once he gets a taste
Nothing tastes the same
I thank my lucky stars
I was strong enough today
But there’s always tomorrow
There’s always tomorrow
I’m hauntingly familiar with how the trash gets taken out
And the Devil may get his due, but that due can’t carry a two
What if I told you
I’ve never met a man
Who didn’t have a secret
Didn’t have a master plan
To undermine the system
To overthrow the king
Just to watch the world burn
Lust and disgust
Drive a man insane
Once he gets a taste, nothing tastes the same
And I don’t condone what we do
But to tell you the truth
I’m kind of greasy too
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7. |
Submit Or Be Crushed
03:34
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To count all the spaces in the dark
Might take a while
I’ll wait for your signal
It’s not my decision
No pets allowed
A voice outside my window
Sings a lonely serenade
A song of sweet surrender
To rain on my parade
I’m more than a number
I’m not just a name
I think you know why
Answers that you seek are not the ones you’re going to find
Questions form a tangle you’re too careless to unwind
The compromise in failure will keep you up at night
Counting all the spaces in the dark
I’ll wait for your signal
It’s not my decision
I think you know why
Answers that you seek are not the ones you’re going to find
Questions form a tangle you’re too careless to unwind
There comes a time and comes a place
Might not happen here
Might not happen now
There’s no reason to rush
There will come a day
You know it’s on the way
You will submit or be crushed
I choose: crushed
The pressure from above is a thousand times below
My bones will start to splinter and my body explodes
There’s blood splashed on the ceiling
My guts are on the floor
I’m a millionth of the man I ever was before
The crush
I’m more than a number
I’m not just a name
I think you know why
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8. |
The Sundown Rules
03:29
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A push
I’m cut
I turn away
What’s left of me is scattered around the room
I’m too sick to eat
Too scared to stay in bed
The twisted satisfaction of denial
Just a touch
The kiss
Of sympathy
What I really need is a solid kick in the teeth
The rules don’t apply on birthdays and holidays
It’s worse if I dare to watch the clock
Amateurs play hide n’ seek
They never come looking for me
Cuz my shape is defined
By the light of the setting sun
It’s dark enough in here
But I can still see a bit of light
What’s left of me is splattered on the wall
Can I make you feel what I have inside?
Amateurs play hide n’ seek
But they never come looking for me
My shape is defined
By the light of the setting sun
A push
I’m cut
and turn away
What’s left of me is scattered around the room
You laugh as I shake
And fall in line
Amateurs play hide n’ seek
But they never come looking for me
My shape is defined
By the light of the setting sun
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9. |
Don't Shut Me Down
02:46
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I dig you
Wanna see you naked
Wanna wake up right beside you
Each and every morning
Wanna be the one you can’t live without
Wanna feel your heartbeat fast as mine
When you say you’re coming round at nine
Me so horny, baby
Me love you long time
Need to be much closer
Wanna get beneath your skin
Try to stop me, only wasting your time
Might not be the hottest ride in town
If you start me up, start me up
Don’t shut me down
I’m missing useful information
About what makes you tick
And now I see you spin around and around
Wanna make some beautiful babes
Wanna feel your heartbeat fast as mine
When you say your lovelight’s gonna shine
Wanna feel your heartbeat…heartbeat
Need to be much closer
Wanna get beneath your skin
Try to stop me, only wasting your time
Might not be the hottest ride in town
If you start me up, start me up
Don’t shut me down
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10. |
Nobody's Friend
03:11
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Don’t be such a fool
Nobody cares how you feel and what gets you off
Nobody knows which way to go
Nobody says
Hey, point your compass that way
Echoes from the road
Nobody needs to know
You’re moving so slowly
Leave it all behind for some other fool to find
And make it their own
Nobody’s friend
Don’t be such a fool
Nobody sees that deep inside to know who you are
Everybody knows which way to go
Everybody says
Hey, point your compass that way
We’re always together
Forever and everywhere
Leave it all behind for some other fool to find
And make it their own
Nobody’s friend
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11. |
Hummingbird Street
03:25
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It was Tuesday
Late September
You were desperate
Nobody else to call
Pick me up at eight
Promise, don’t be late
I cursed myself for picking up the phone
But I was waiting at the station
More than a feeling
You weren’t going to show
The train pulled away
Of course, it started to rain
I cursed myself and stumbled home alone
In the morning
Daylight screaming
My landlord wants to know who punched a hole in his wall?
Of course, it was you
The rent was overdue
I cursed myself, I’m better off alone
On the corner
Crooked sidewalk
All the doors were closed
The lights were out from here to there
Not another soul in the street
Unless you’re counting me
I cursed myself and stumbled home alone
It’s a blessing and a sickness
How you needed it so bad and always pushed me away
I’d see you on the street
Eighteen days a week
I’d curse myself and stumble home alone
Nothing’s forever
It’s a blessing and a sickness
How you needed it so bad and always pushed me away
I’d see you on the street
Eighteen days a week
I cursed myself, I’m better off alone
I cursed myself and stumbled home alone
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12. |
Take The Wheel
04:01
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Lovers leaping
These brittle bones
A bunch of empty bottles
Stones never thrown
Bouncing babies
Wishing all good night
Taxi drivers
Running every light
A touchdown prophet
Made of broken parts
Another middling savior
Now we’re right back at the start
It’s true the stars look different
But to me they’re all the same
Ain’t worth the effort to learn your names
Penny pinchers
Always miss the mark
Hopeful martyrs
Are the worst of the fucking sharks
Hail Caesar
Off with their heads
Feed the lions to me
Skylight traffic
Ride the gravy train
Too close for comfort
You got a low threshold for pain
Smooth sailing ahead
You still shit the bed
The gods won’t be appeased til one of us is dead
Butter fingers
How you gonna pick that lock?
Just dropped the other shoe
In the land of missing socks
The end of a dream
When it couldn’t be for real
Move over, Rover
Let Christian take the wheel
It’s true the stars look different
But to me they’re all the same
Ain’t worth the effort to learn their names
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Golden Tones Chicago, Illinois
Golden Tones are an experimental progressive psychedelic band formed out of the ashes of local psych rock legends Whitey in Chicago, Illinois; active from 1994 to 1999 and then 2021-???
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