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Several years of sorrow without breathing
Mourn the dead
Lamps are out of midnight oil
Lost lovers and lost friends
Now, the jury’s hung
No kingdom come
Sold bones to pay the rent
Let us gather ‘round the fire once more and sing
Sing while light is left
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Ruby Off The Rails
03:23
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The rotting cedar sets the mood for something strange and profane.
The professor’s in her office and she’s whispering her name
You know the one
The elder god with the fork in their tongue
Hey! You draw a circle with the salt, okay
Make sure it’s lit on each side, each side, each side
Come let me show you problematic incantations
I know you’ve got those hesitations
(I know you’ve got those hesitations)
But I think I know the reason we’ll be making those abrasions in a minute
Second, hour
Time is largely a construct
She has a voice like tea and money stirred into your darkest worries
If the room is getting blurry, there’s no need to hurry
Hurry up and wait
Time is largely a construct
The moon is wide like my heart has the sin that you know
(Ruby, Ruby…)
Well, the air inside her office, yeah, you know it’s getting cold
(Ruby, Ruby…)
She should’ve known to use the sage, boy
The sage!
And sometimes, when the wellwater is thinner and the classes leave for winter she takes one sip to remember – and another just to feel like the air between the stars and the sky in the night when it came to claim it’s sinner.
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Old Lace
02:53
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Pour me a fifth of old lace, give me the strongest stuff you’ve got
I need to feel something again before they use me all up
Pour me that fifth of old lace, some paris green on the rocks
I used to be somebody but I guess I just forgot
I wish they’d drop the bomb, I’m wearing thin
And if I’m drowning in my sorrows, I say bathe in them
I’m falling out of circadian
Lord, bless me with a sleepless night again
To the youth in the gasoline lines
Troubles, they won’t last long
To the barons of the broken opera
You will sing your last song.
Let them go to their boring Heaven
We will dance and we’ll dine in Hell
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Just do it in anger
Just do it for fun
A little evil never hurt anyone
Come and write the consequences down:
Bloody hands, silver crown
Occupy their hopes with sight and sound
You raise them up, cut them down
You’re the centerpiece of all our Sunday supper dreams
Fed to the fishes
Better you than me
Just do it in anger
Just do it for fun
A little evil never hurt anyone
You can get on my bad side anytime that you want
A little evil never hurt anyone
Come and ride the jet black horse of war
Give ‘em hell, give ‘em more
Standing on the ever-shifting shore
Evergreen, nevermore
I didn’t mean it, but I told you to
I didn’t mean it, but I paint them blue
I didn’t mean it, but I told you to
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No One's Home
03:11
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We always had suspicions that he had the wolf touch
We saw the scarring on his side
So we crept down to a safe house on the west side of Chicago
Tucked in with alibis and a safe place to hide
You know I’m halfway human and I’m already gone
You know I’m halfway delirious
But it feels like I belong
The lights are on, the lights are on, but no one’s home
Some call it liberation
Some call it bad luck
I call it sleeping on one side
He said,
“I don’t even feel like I’m myself anymore.”
But I said you have nothing to hide
Because you have nothing to hide
They say it’s just a moon phase
Don’t wait, don’t wait to change
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I never thought the apocalypse would look like this
A mass extinction event you have to pay to get in
Ghouls in Prada fill the room
Orchestras play to a velvet tomb
Past the point of no return
But this is why we’re alive
We’re gonna die
But tonight
We dance
No false gods to worship will the vampires feed
(Elvis Presley might be alive!)
I guess trickle down only works when they bleed
(Ronald Reagan? What a surprise.)
Smoke and screams fill the air
Choking down unanswered prayers
(Margaret Thatcher, piss in her eyes.)
Fiddle while the city burns then run like a thief in the night
A plague upon your houses may they all go up in flames
Fourty days and fourty nights of a pestilence you made
So let’s toast to your disaster
As the echoes die away
One last fit of laughter
Stupid prizes, stupid games
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Too Dressed Up To Die
03:06
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Don’t call it noise pollution
We’re setting off alarms
Now busting rhymes is doing crime?
Well, who’s been selling arms?
The courts, the kangaroos, the four horses and their kings
But we run the airwaves
So sing while the city sleeps
We’re not giving up, we got it
Not giving up, let’s go
Not giving up, we are the soldiers of rock and roll
Well, we’ve been here before
Old suits in big tech clothes
Different tricks, the same class war
In a battle for the future
The canary got carnal, artful
Breathing in the toxic air
Discharging acid wit
Evolving into your worst nightmare
Deep inside my dreams
Loud inside my car
You gotta turn it up or it’s all for nothing
Deep inside my dreams
Loud inside my car
You gotta turn it up
The shock and awe of a tsunami of laws
Sick, slick regurgitated culture wars
Trouble is, trouble is, trouble is our middle name
We’re not going back in the box
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He paints his face with some tears from a jar
It’s a careful application when you’re selling every scar
For all the bruises, copper gold tipped
Line your pocket with the stage thrown roses
But crafted condescension only goes so far
It’s such a funny business
So smile and wave
It must be easy for you when you’re all the rage
Make sure the ones who love you
They know their place
It must be easy for you when you’re all the rage
You keep your thoughts and your feelings in separate boxes
Accepting you’re a liar is the pain of the process
And this is your roll call
They said they feeling the vision
I need a Wanda
I only kick it with witches
I know I'm coming in different
Going the distance
You prolly failing the mission
I gave my life and they kept all the change
You prolly changed when they granted you fame
still be with day 1s just me and gang
They don't know how we remaining the same
Yahh
Flashy
They go right past me
I'd rather be with the lames than the athletes
Im a spineli if I was a Ashley
Pop star popped just popped her lil shit now her ass beat
Damn
You using the people
You feed off the energy
Fooling the people
Abusing the people
Confusing the people
We leading with light but they calling it evil
Both in a prison of others opinions I get it perspective is lethal
You just wanted glamour
Now it feels like you in a slammer I know
It’s such a funny business
Nothing gold can stay
It must be easy for you when you’re all the rage
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In a blue dress in the black night
Who would’ve thought in a bar with the socialites
It’d be a mirror in the lobby that would draw the knife?
But I told her to think it over
In this city of cold shoulders
You’re not getting any warmer dancing around a lie
And I
I can see the sinking in your eyes
And I
I can see the secret in your smile
Well, Ruby always said I’d play my part
She used to tell me that the city killed a southern heart
This isn’t Broadway
Just a cold day
Past the curtain calls and the matinees
Guess we all have our vices and our roles to play
And now you’re all out of words to say
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11. |
Sky On Fire
03:15
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Evict me from these bones
Someone let me out
I think human is something I could do without
Somewhere they keep
The weather machines and plans
And if we find the door we’ll break the codes and understand
In the middle of the night
They throw our lives to pyre
I guess I’ll meet you where, where the sky’s on fire
Can you see to the truth
Or will their lies climb higher
I guess I’ll meet you where, where the sky’s on fire
Let me break with normal cadence
So I can help you see it clear
I’m so sick of half my family
And being scared year after year
But if I ever had a father
Then I know his name was John
He taught me building hope from nothing
And taught me how to carry on
Taught me how to carry on
And so I’m losing sleep over everyone I know
And I’m trying to believe the world isn’t cutting close
It’s all endless games of chess
The sadistic whims of men
Tell the court that we aren’t listening
We are free until the end
Now the sky’s on fire
We’re on fire
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Quiet whispers ring from a house that sits on Fifteenth Street
An open windowed prayer to the night where flock and feather meet
And she knows the cost, lettered out in amber light
Signals of a seance help her wounded hands take flight
If you asked her she would lie, say she was happy where she was
But even charlatans and rooks could see the distance that she longs
So, two feet on the sill
Fifty feet towards the night
Quiet crests of northern air hung by streetlights and the sky
In a pattern pleated bold
I didn’t know the furied flare of fire until I met you
But now I’ve met you and I…
Do I have the strength?
Or is it just your words calling me out
Because now I feel you
Now I feel you and I…
The owl he flies in the night and says
“Violet, don’t be silent.”
Because your bones will bend to the sound of your dreams
Piece by piece, bones can break
People break and so can I
But I need the sky to
Stay alive inside you
Manifested black eyes, distant cries inside the night like beacon lights
Hollowed out insides
They help me come to life
Reach and find the answer.
Strigiformes.
Several years of sorrow without breathing
Mourn the dead
Lamps are out of midnight oil
Lost lovers and lost friends
Now, the jury’s hung
No kingdom come
Sold bones to pay the rent
Let us gather ‘round the fire once more and sing
Sing while light is left
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13. |
X
03:05
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I will make a list of milk and honey for the banquet
But I can’t pretend to like the way the table placed it
Because in the shadow of your closet in the corner of your basement
The thing I fear is the future
But at least the wine will chase it
And somewhere in me is the criminal
The gallow
And all that I want is a chance to see tomorrow
In a skin that I can live in
Or a life that isn’t borrowed
I feel the pressure always
I feel the pressure always
So I flew out west
Just to see the place he lay
And I thought about the life I’d have
If I had gone a different way
I won’t forget the look he gave when I got on that plane
I swore we’d meet again someday
And somewhere in me is the criminal
The gallow
And all that I want is your chance to see tomorrow
In a skin that you can live in
Or a life that wasn’t borrowed
But I will love you always
I will love you always
And that I know
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