1. |
A Stab at the Sun
04:47
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Open your eyes
It's only just begun
All hold hands
Let the will be done
Dawn is on its feet again
They're stabbing into the street again
But the loneliest ones
Take a stab at the sun
Standing together my friends and me
33 on the balcony
A single file line of losers makes for a winning streak
In taking ourselves did we take a vote
Stu from Appliances wrote the note
We look down below us at the people and cars
Funny how little they look and how big we now are
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2. |
The Lessons I Learned
03:51
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-LESSON NUMBER ONE-
Three little boys in a wishing well
Are secretly gathering wishes to sell
While our Bobby's asleep
He dreams of his cent in the deep
Wish I may and wish I might, wish upon a splash
Turn all the people who touch it to ash!
-MORAL-
Don't be a thief, my little dandelion
These are the lessons I learned, the lessons I learned
-LESSON NUMBER TWO-
With side to side desks in an English class
Side to side students are certain to pass
But our Mrs. Leni, catches a wandering eye
In a flash, an empty desk, and smoke fills the sky
Everyone wonders how she made her pies!
-MORAL-
Don't cheat or lie, my little Avalon
These are the lessons I learned, the lessons I learned
INTERLUDE:
All of those lonely nights mother would rock me to sleep
Smoking a cigarette, crossing her legs in the corner, dark and deep
-LESSON NUMBER THREE-
Grandmother stands at the side of the street
Opposite Alex can't wait for a treat
But our bicycle fleet cuts round the corner to meet
Granny and it takes her apart in a snap
All that remains is her daffodil cap
-MORAL-
Look every way, before you cross the street
These are the lessons I learned, the lessons I learned
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3. |
Operaland
04:40
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Damn the Man!
And shake the trembling hand of the motorway -
the vein of the land
We hit the road
And through turnstile windmills we go
It's a carnival out here on the road
(the sign said number 99, we're gonna beep the straight and narrow back to 27 - pedal into heaven - my rubber baby)
We are not afraid
We stand to be quite special to the friends we've made
The beauty of the world
A little boy and girl so social with a gun, I'm sure
And have you heard?
OPERALAND IS WAITING FOR YOU, GIRLS AND BOYS
YOU'RE GOING TO BE OVERJOYED HERE FOR THE SUMMER
OPERALAND - THE RED LIGHT'S HITTING YOU
OPERALAND - IT'S NEVER QUITTING YOU
WAITING TO FIGHT FOR YOUR HONOR
Pitter Pat
The big men knocking about
But a lover's knot is never without a getaway
So ditch the automobile and go to work -
what you can't borrow you'll steal
(hitched a ride at 62, and heard the static state the opposition is approaching - itching for a roasting....won't someone save me?)
We are not afraid
We stand greet the integrator at the fate arcade
The beauty of the world
A little boy and girl so social with a gun, I'm sure
And have you heard?
OPERALAND IS WAITING FOR YOU, GIRLS AND BOYS
YOU'RE GOING TO BE OVERJOYED HERE FOR THE SUMMER
OPERALAND - THE RED LIGHT'S HITTING YOU
OPERALAND - IT'S NEVER QUITTING YOU
WAITING TO FIGHT FOR YOUR HONOR
"1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7 - we don't want to go to heaven!"
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4. |
The Ceiling on the Wall
04:23
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I've lost my marbles
I've lost my marbles
I've lost my marbles
Now what can I do?
The door was open when the filaments decided to unfurl
And went a bowling up the sky,
I tried to batter them back in a line
But H2 stole the best of me
Arch eyebrows jackets cufflinks chains
Compartmentalize my brain
But they won't take the memory of
The better man I used to be
The rightly in the rest of me
CHORUS:
If I could take you to
The mountains of the moon
Hiding underneath the noonday gloom
You wouldn't have to see me fall here daily
Don't let the ceiling on the wall derail me
Will I return to you?
Will they turn the proper screw?
Will the morning whistle blow anew?
Your every sympathetic look could save me
Don't let the ceiling on the wall derail me
Don't let the ceiling fail me
I've never seen a ceiling fall
I'm never gonna get that far
I've lost my marbles
I've lost my marbles
I've lost my marbles
Now what can I do?
In motion memory we all burn
The ball attempts another turn
And as the energies oblige the sky
I'm caught in the blink of an eye
This ship is running out of me
And so I go from day to day
So little reason in the rhyme
With the only consolation prize
As nothing but chemical lies
Souvenirs of symmetry
CHORUS
(The operation put the ceiling on the wall)
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5. |
Macedonia Hotel
02:44
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Yeah there was music in the way that you walked
When you walked through the hall by the Stable Gang
They saw you coming and they let down their hair
And were there at your party on Saturday
And they studied the paintings you have on the wall
And all your style
So if you're fresh out of mind and you can't find yourself
Chances are you're taken by the kids of Macedonia Hotel
Yeah there was music in the way that you ran
When they crammed all your stuff in their overcoats
But in your age you found yourself out of breath
While the kids took your pace and your every note
Now there's a gap in the clouds where the sun used to shine
But the sun's lost its spells
"Cause we're fresh out of mind and we can't find ourselves
We'll strip you to the bone and take your skin to Macedonia Hotel!"
Macedonia Hotel, I remember well, how you used to play
In the little hotel by the river
You played by the river, but the river's met the bay
Yeah there was music in the way that you fell
And were trampled upon by a thousand fans
You saw them running to the Global Hotel
With the vacancies taking the promised land
And a mealtime is eating the ones who came before - stirred up well
So if you're lost in the city that can't find itself
Chances are you've rolled into the jaws of Macedonia Hotel
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And here I am
Day after day
I used to be a speed demon
But they threw me away
Now I'm stuck here all alone
In the middle of a field
The Birds and the Trees, Swayin'
Made a mess out of me
And I'm sayin' -
There's music in the way the weather hits my rusty coat
But I don't give a damn without a place to go
I could have shot across the mountainside
An open country fate
But instead they say that I'm the Little Engine Who Couldn't Think Straight
And I can hear them saying:
"We heard about this Little Engine of the North
We heard he drove a hundred men into the ocean
Can you believe this Little Engine?
What a foolish Little Engine!"
And even though I'm all alone
And those are voices in my head
I can still hear their hearts stop beating
I can still see their tears start falling
The water's deep and freezing
And I'm leaning on a rock
Floating past the dead I see a ticking clock
Saying time is up my friend
Take a bow and leave the stage
Cause forever says you're now the Little Engine Who Couldn't Think Straight
And they'll never stop saying:
"We heard about this Little Engine of the North
We heard he drove a hundred men into the ocean
Can you believe this Little Engine?
What a foolish Little Engine!
KILL HIM!!!!"
Maybe one day they'll forgive
And try me out again
Until then I'll just sit here waiting
A scrap of metal trash they've created
-INTERLUDE-
The Shredding Tears Have Come to Play
On the Stage
A Little Song of Light and Sound
OH!
Can you see 'em spinning 'round?
OH!
A Little Song of Light and Sound!
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-PRESIDENT OF THE STAIRWELL-
"I used to be a broken old man
Throwing garbage from my living can
'Til one day it was do or die and do died
I left a note and signed it 'Genocide'
I woke up to the sound of violins
They played me right into the President
Of the Greatest Corporation in the Heavens
It's ever growing, over-flowing, juiced and leavened
Oh! It's like living in a dream
To be living on the city
For the living there's no pity
So has the ladder's got you down, you need a surefire ticket to the top?
Just organize a quick farewell
Your family's now your clientele
We'll meet you on the Up and Over Stairwell!"
-LITTLE BOY LISTENING TO THE RADIO-
"I've got to get up to the stairwell Ma
I've taken the whole darn vial
They're waiting for me on the stairwell Ma
But I've still got a little while
I want to tell you that I'd rather be giant in the air
Than a fool down here
And even though you say it's a shame, I'm taking the blame
And I'm already a million miles away! Woo Hoo!"
-CHORUS OF RECENTLY DISPATCHED SOULS-
"We're going Up and Over!
We're going Up and Over!
No Complications!
No Reservations!
Body and Mind!"
-PRESIDENT OF THE STAIRWELL-
"Welcome to the Stairwell my friends
Here's hoping that you reached a happy end
We don't have names here only corporations
And thanks to you we now have new cooperation!
We'd like to think we're better than Hell
With stronger profits and less personnel
The sky's the limit baby and you're in it
So don a suit, and take a place amongst our stellar group"
("Now just stand there amongst the group, that man with the camera over there is going to take your picture. Just lift your chest up, raise your voice, and sing it!")
-EVERYONE-
"Oh! It's like living in a dream
To be living on the city
For the living there's no pity
We'll take they're souls, we'll buy and sell
To lightness and darkness in heaven and hell
They're so valuable!
We wish 'em well, we wish 'em well
But afterlife's a living hell
Unless you're on the Up and Over Stairwell!"
SEE YA LATER!
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The coal of your eyes, the train of your lips
The sailors who chime every second you tick
The rainbow melts into a pool of iron gray
And I'll just shed tears all over the place
The stagger in your dagger, the fat of your land
The pistol you forged with the crux of your hand
The all night watchman has to wait another day
And I'll just shed tears all over the place
Over, over
Can't help it I'm falling over
Boxing my knuckles on a bell
Over, Over
Don't tell me it's almost over
It's kicking and screaming and you'll have to drag it to hell
The stutter in your butter, the cream in your veins
The pigeons you knock over with each toss of your grain
The Wailing Wall could never hold the things you say
And I'll just shed tears all over the place
The bitter in your jitter, the salt in your fear
The sorceress in your fortress, the fork in your gears
Blow out the candle and the smoke will take the blame
And I'll just shed tears all over the place
Nothing's gonna take your place!
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9. |
Mrs. Gracy's Revenge!
03:49
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Mrs. Gracy began a private Civil War
While all the younger boys enlisted to enrage her
She put the peddle on the score for more
"Mr. Monday!
It looks like Saturday to me!
With all the laughing screaming gutter dealing babies
Who'd dip a donut in my phantom tea"
Now the local boys affected every lion-hearted mode
But they couldn't see the way to make the grade
All gone sour, for the lady of the hour has been thinking, never blinking 'til their in their graves!
Mrs. Gracy's Got her Revenge
I challenge all the little boys DEFY HER!
Mrs. Gracy - the one and only Gracy
A medal for the little boys that mind her
In the meantime
At the station sat the blue
When an incident erected every eyebrow
Set 'em out for something new to do
"Holy minions
There's nothing left here for the law
Did she do it, did she rue it, did she panic
Before she took 'em to the Gracy saw?"
So they took her to be sentenced by a jury of her fears
Half of which comprised the PTA
All gone sour for the lady of the hour
But by the lore we'll nevermore forget the day, she told 'em :
Mrs. Gracy's Got her Revenge
I challenge all the little boys DEFY HER!
Mrs. Gracy
The One and only Gracy
A medal for the little boys that mind her
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10. |
The Blood Club
03:32
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Have you ever dreamed of life in the first degree?
Do you want to take a bite? Well come with me!
I can tell you of a way to get together, forever
Your once upon a dream
Is waking on the silver screen,,,
And The Blood Club's Here to stay, by and by
The Blood Club's Here to stay, will never die!
Aunt Annabelle was a silly girl
She dipped her hands in Lye
But the Blood Club's Here to stay
Oh my...
Summer days are turning quickly into summer nights
Busy bodies going over to the campfire light
To pulverize a mind the tools are getting better then ever
It's judgment them by the frame
To watch them flicker their souls away...
And the Blood Club's Here to stay, by and by
The Blood Club's Here to Stay, will never die!
Aunt Annabelle was a silly girl
She dipped her hands in Lye
But the Blood Club's here to stay
Oh my....
Gutted hearts will never listen
Unless it's on their television
Blood Club, Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey
And if they want a moral lesson to
alleviate the nervous tension:
"The Blood comes out
And I'm OK
It's only just a rainy day"
CHORUS
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11. |
Misery Loves Company
04:31
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Tell your medicine to shake it out there is nothing more to do about
Tell your solitude the bitter moon is a record playing out of tune
Tell your conscience not to shout or cry 'cause the gloom is out tonight
And...
Misery Loves Company
But all I see are pictures of you and me
Misery Loves Company
And all I see are stars going out inside of me
Tell your temperature to take its time before it breaks into a midnight climb
Tell your heartache he's a monarchal pain and there's no one to holler for anyway
There's dust collecting in my silly room but the broom has noxious plans
All my friends, they don't know why
I am such a bore
SHINE A LITTLE LIGHT ON ME BABY
SHINE A LITTLE LIGHT ON ME BABY
In my little fantasy
I am made of steel
SHINE A LITTLE LIGHT ON ME BABY
SHINE A LITTLE LIGHT ON ME BABY
You'll be the barren brunt of every joke until you exorcise a lover's choke
You'll be fodder for the pencil grind until you massacre the saccharine
In the waiting room the lights are on but the dawn is far away
And...
Misery Loves Company
But All I see are pictures of you and me
Misery Loves Company
And all i See are stars going out inside of me
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12. |
The Bottom of the Grave
02:32
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You were once the only angel on the map
You played upon my heartstrings 'til they snapped
It's too late to come back boy I wish that I'd stayed
But I can listen to you at the Bottom of the Grave
Underneath a lamplight bright as shade
The weeds have cast away the friends you made
There lies my dearly departed old Babe
I can listen to you (He can listen to you)
I can listen to you at the Bottom of the Grave
I can hear you break down (He can hear you break down)
I can hear you break down at the Bottom of the Grave
I can hear you break down at the Bottom of the, Bottom of the...
GRAVE!
I am told you thought to take the train
Instead you took another person's lane
And if I was there then I know you'd be saved
Now I can listen to you at the Bottom of the Grave
I never met to hurt you cause a fuss
But you never showed your cards til the two us, we bit the dust
It's not only you but my heart's in decay
CHORUS:
(Do you hear something?)
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13. |
Desdemona's Leaving Town
03:59
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There is a rumor going 'round
That Desdemona's Leaving Town
She got stuck in the Sailor's Knot
And it dragged her around
But now she's upright, out of our sight
Everyday another stray'll find its way out of the pound:
Desdemona went to settle the bill of her former life
Desdemona went over the hill to be another man's wife
She's gonna get to see the stars upon a platter
Gonna bet she'll meet the man of her dreams
She's such a go-getter
And we won't ever forget her no!
They put a siren in the rain
That took our Desdemona home again
This time she looked different and it wasn't just the shackles and chains
Right in the spot heart used to be
The laundry's going round and round and round again
Desdemona went to settle to bill of her former life
Desdemona went over the hill to be another man's wife
And now she'll find her road is lined with silver arrows
And they'll guide her to the end of her dream
You're gone for good babe
But you'll live forever on the front page
Desdemona's gonna make me cry....
I'm gonna take my hat off
Hey Boys
Desdemona's Leaving!
Hey Boys
Desdemona's Leaving!
Desdemona's Leaving Town -
No more fights
Or staying up all night
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It's a sad day for all who came to see
The tumbling of Marguerite
We were fine until the singer died
We were fine until the singer died
She hit a high C and the house was being brought down
When a heel caught the bottom of her gown
We were fine until the singer died
We were fine until the singer died
GEORGE:
Marguerite I miss you
But I feel no pain
You knew me well
I'm like a bell
You gotta ring to get my heart to rain
But I remember how it used to be
The carnival, the wishing well
The lonely nights when you would say to me:
Hold on George
You're going to be a singer
Hold on George
The girls and I think your dish cleaning days are growing dimmer
It's the end of industry
For men like me
The vaccination of the nation
Has shut the gate and thrown away the key
Nobody cares about a grimacing man
I've loved and lost at such a cost
I wish I had my Marguerite again:
Hold on George
You're going to be a singer
Hold on George
The girls and I think your dish cleaning days are growing dimmer
Hold on George
You're going to be a singer
Hold on George
The girls and I think your dish cleaning days are growing dimmer
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15. |
Riding The Shadow
05:21
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Old Violet
I mourn for you
Wither we all do
They were so impressed
You rode the wave
In your wedding dress
No sympathy arrows
For yesterday's news
By scraping the barrel
The only life she ever knew
Is wasting away
She bled to the page
"I'm on my own here"
Scripture
Snaking down her naked eye
She won't believe
In a single line
So she paints a lie
The dye applied
Every other cry
Her lovers abandoned
To dandelion sprees
With no one to stand in
She'll build a wall and plugs the holes
That threaten to leak
The hinges may creak
But still she'll close down
Or she'll show her aroma
And face her physique
A Chestnut Diploma
For the all the exhibitionists on Fade Away street
In reaching the peak
No need to peak down
You'll have time enough to kill in the ground
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Bryan Scary Los Angeles, California
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