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Lost at Sea
02:57
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There was a time before we launched the ships and waved the world goodbye
We thought we’d be home soon enough
For seven weeks of storms and snakes the endless blue road to Shanghai
The ocean finally called our bluff
The islands stretch for miles
Parched by the sun, the mind’s own tempest leaves no raft
Beyond the ocean’s trial
Back home you’re just a waterlogged old photograph
Lost at sea!
The captain was the first to lose the puzzle pieces of his mind
A jigsaw shattered by the tide
He cast the vessel toward the looming seacliff like a man gone blind
The storms and snakes his only guide
The islands stretch for miles
Parched by the sun, the mind’s own tempest leaves no raft
Beyond the ocean’s trial
Back home you’re just a waterlogged old photograph
Lost at sea!
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2. |
American Desert
02:05
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The vultures gather
The desert sun is high
I think I’d rather
Kill you than let you just die!
American! Desert!
You made these bad lands
You let them turn to waste
Smile and glad hand
Soon your work will be erased!
American! Desert!
You’ve got a trust fund
You covered all your bases
But that won’t help none
Ain’t no goddamn oasis!
American! Desert!
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3. |
Cold Burn
02:51
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The candles burning low
The last lingering glow
I see it but can’t feel the heat
The buttons come undone
Your colors start to run
Is this conquest or a defeat?
No pyromancer, no fine romancer
Could melt the ice inside my soul
Don’t say I’m broken
Don’t say I’m joking
I love you but I’m here out in the cold
A fleeting secret glance
A slightly too close dance
A language that I never learned
They say some like it hot
They say it rules your thoughts
But I was born with a cold burn
Baby I burn cold...
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4. |
Black Site
03:29
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Fight flames with fire, towers burning now
It may seem cruel but I guess it’s not unusual
I’ll teach you to learn what no one knows
Under your wing but are you a hawk or a vulture?
Slit open the cloud; spy the lining
Fog of war is all I see, fog of war is all I see
We need to make sure this never happens again
We are watchful eyes in the secret bay
We do not blink or sleep and nor do they
You want the harvest but hate the seeds
Thought I wanted freedom’s vines but now they are choking me
Under the water the truth shines clear
It’s all a means to an end but have the ends become too mean?
Now turn that dial and ask again
We’re so far deep underground no one can hear them scream
We need to make sure this never happens again
We are watchful eyes in the secret bay
We do not blink or sleep so nor do they
You take the stand burning with truth
When the last light goes out, you’ll have your proof
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5. |
Not on Mars
03:52
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Shores
Whales
Whores
Jails
Rock
Cream
Clocks
Dreams
Eight more things that aren't on Mars...
Jams
Streets
Spam
Meats
Farts
Flus
Hearts
You
Eight more things that aren't on Mars...
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6. |
A Summer Feast
03:00
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In a hidden cove, near a rocky beach
Down a secret stair, there’s a meeting place
In a summer night, when the tide is low
You can find your way, but don’t leave a trace
There’s a roasting pig, and an open keg
And a vagabond with an upright bass
Then the mandolin and the drums join in
But there’s something off in the fiddler’s face
Don’t forget to bring a friend, if you’re planning to attend
When the night is at an end, you’ll be glad you have a friend
It’s a lovely night for a summer feast
You can bring the knife, I can bring the beast
When the tide comes in, it’s a perfect night
And the moon hangs above, and it’s great and white
Then the tide gets high and the crowd does too
But the light goes out and the room is dark
From the fiddler’s face, shining teeth erupt
And he grins with the mouth of a hungry shark
Then a woman screams and the fiddler bites
And his jaws sink in and they leave their mark
The blood hits the floor, guests run for the door
As the hosts attack and the real feast starts
Don’t forget to bring a friend, if you’re planning to attend
When the night is at an end, you’ll be glad you had a friend
It’s a lovely night for a summer feast
You can bring the knife, I can be the beast
When the tide goes out, it’s a perfect night
And the moon hangs above, and it’s great and white
When the sun came up seven human men
Walked out of the cove, stomachs full again
Then the tide washed out all the blood and beer
And the town is safe for another year
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7. |
Made it out Alive
02:20
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I stole a lion’s favorite tooth
Played poker with Ol’ John Wilkes Booth
Oh, but I made it out alive
Oh, but I made it out alive
I skinnydipped in lava pools
Crossbred a cobra with a mule
Oh, but I made it out alive
Oh, but I made it out alive
I jet-skied off the Titanic
I said “you look fat” to Danzig
Oh, but I made it out alive
Oh, but I made it out alive
I was the apple on his head
I was the snake in Cleo’s bed
Oh, but I made it out alive
Oh, but I made it out alive
I went 10 rounds with Spartacus
Took the last late night MARTA bus
Oh, but I made it out alive
Oh, but I made it out alive
I made it There and Back Again
Then drank a fifth of railroad gin
Oh, but I made it out alive
Oh, but I made it out alive
I snuck aboard the Hindenburg
Snapchatted live from Gettysburg
Oh, but I made it out alive
Oh, but I made it out alive
I drank my Sprite without a straw
Got a massage with a chainsaw
Oh, but I made it out alive
Oh, but I made it out alive
I put my trust in lesser men
I watched it broken time again
Oh, but I made it out alive
Oh, but I made it out alive
I paddled with you hand in hand
Not sure we’d ever reach the land
Oh, but I made it out alive
Oh, but I made it out alive
I stared down in the darkest sea
Cried out “CAN ANYONE SEE ME?!”
Oh, but I made it out alive
Oh, but I made it out alive
The devil’s knocking at my door
I guess he’s crawling back for more
Oh, but I...
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8. |
Thirst
02:55
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Lifetime of holding my tongue
Putting everyone else first
Now that I’m no longer young
I’m done denying my thirst
I will not lower my aim
I will not yield to the burn
I will stand fast in the flames
God damn it, it is my turn!
I steal into the orchard
Prize so sour
I taste forbidden fruit the
Guise of power
Fools say I crossed a hard line
They say I weighted the scales
But I stole only what’s mine
Did what it took to prevail
I reached the summit I seek
Object of my boundless lust
As sunset fell on the peak
I saw it all had been dust
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9. |
Man of Glass
02:19
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High in the Gold Forest Hills
There stands a man made of glass
At dawn he even looks real
A green coat sunbleached to tan
A hand that clutched a clay cup
A face that showed his legs would not kneel
He never once kneeled
He never once yield
A family from dust red sands
A wife from evergreen frost
One day the land split in feud
A choice between war and war
He could not make so he fled
Until on the Gold Forest peak he stood
He watched new borders
Massacre orders…
‘May every blade turn to rust
May every flag turn to white
Until then I will stand fast’
When the last barricade falls
Walk up the Gold Forest trail
He’ll smile once then shatter at last
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10. |
Girl with the Cat Eyes
04:54
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Body is found, cold autumn day
River’s heartless swell
I got a call, 8:35
She wrote my name then fell
‘Girl with the cat eyes’, that’s what she said
Only five words then the end
‘Girl with the cat eyes’ what could it mean?
Haven’t seen her since 14
Drive to the scene, folks want to meet
Surreal as all hell
‘Met her at camp, swore we would write’
Not much story to tell
‘Girl with the cat eyes’, that’s what she said
Only five words then the end
‘Girl with the cat eyes’ what could it mean?
Haven’t seen her since 14
Was I her dream, was I escape?
Or was I her cell?
Does she wait for me to join her
Under the river’s spell?
‘Girl with the cat eyes’, that’s what she said
Only five words then the end
‘Girl with the cat eyes’ what could it mean?
Haven’t seen her since 14
‘Girl with the cat eyes’, I hear her you calling
My heart, my soul falling
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11. |
Dismissed
03:18
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I’ve been cast aside so many damn times
Even in the midst of being intertwined
So tell me, through the strength of this kiss
Will I be loved...or will I be dismissed?
Am I hard to love, am I easy to forget?
Am I hard to see, am I easy to catch?
Can’t seem to meet your goals in love
I’m not the one you’re thinking of
Your really happy ending seems to be a myth
So will I be loved...or will I be dismissed?
What’s the final score in this white hot race?
I’m black and blue and red in the face
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12. |
Storm Surge
02:14
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The storm comes first to those who deny it
You broke the Earth, now you’re all going to buy it
You said that making a change would be a blunder
But now your homes are 6 feet under!
The storm comes first to those who don’t believe it
You gave us hell, now you’re gonna receive it
If it’s a natural phenomenon
Then how comes your house and roads are gone?
Submerge! Submerge! Here comes the last storm surge!
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13. |
Red Stage
02:54
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I sit center of the stage
As the man right in front
Sings the song I put to page
Can’t move, just sit there transfixed
Wouldn’t it be nice if
Time rolled back to ‘66?
When the air has left your lungs
When the surf has left the beach
When another person sings your songs
Is the future out of reach?
I sit trembling on the stage
As the thief in the air
Steals my thoughts, my words, my range
My song gone into thin air
God only knows what I’d
Do to follow it back there
When the air has left your lungs
When the surf has left the beach
When another person sings your songs
Is the future out of reach?
If my pages all lie fallow
If my muse attempts to flee
Don’t make me watch as I slowly fade
Cast me off into the sea
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Lemon Knife Chicago, Illinois
Distorted hard rock duo from Chicago making songs with the killer riffs of classic rock but the energy of classic punk.
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