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Cantus Firmus
05:57
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Did you ever see a murder, did it flash before your eyes?
Did the culprit get away unscathed, did they look for him at all?
Did the gunshots find their way to you, did they crash upon the ground?
Or did you give them a home?
Did the law remain a proverb, did it retain its simple words?
Did you follow it to the letter, did you reap all its rewards?
Did the blood that coated your front porch soak into your flowers?
And did it help them bloom?
Did the prints stay on the weapon, did they leave a clear path?
Did you get away in time, did the doors break down around you?
Did the single wound that ripped through tear open your gates?
And did the bars finally fall?
How did you erase the trail, and why did you, the same?
Who was it that lost their life and what, oh what, was the cause?
Where did all the ashes all, and when did they hit the ground?
Did they prove a gentle rain or a storm to write their history?
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2. |
Launch Codes (Live)
05:44
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3. |
4 Year Degree
05:25
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Cool your motor down a bit
I can't get information through
Then again I've got plenty of hardware
that I really should use
It's time to open up your brain
it's time to operate
Maybe you'll fall asleep
and not feel asleep
Identify these bones for me
what kind of gravity they have
what is pulled and what is repelled
surely there must be variation
They're very handsome specimens
when I see them in the light
Maybe he was killed instantly
And didn't feel a thing
Here's the bomb and the detonator
Now you do your people good!
Let em' love your sacrifice
and talk about you over lunch
Well, it's time, you best be off
You'll need a lot of action and courage
Maybe it will be quite fast
And you won't feel a thing
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4. |
Map
03:03
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5. |
The Blimp
06:14
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6. |
Only A Northern Song
04:03
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If you're listening to this song
You may think the chords are going wrong
But they're not
We just wrote it like that
When you're listening late at night
You may think the band are not quite right
But they are
They just play it like that
It doesn't really matter what chords I play
What words I say or time of day it is
As it's only a Northern song
It doesn't really matter what clothes I wear
Or how I fare or if my hair is brown
When it's only a Northern song
If you think the harmony
Is a little dark and out of key
You're correct
There's nobody there
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7. |
Song For Norb
01:21
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8. |
Hypnotized
04:58
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It's the same kind of story
That seems to come down from long ago
Two friends having coffee together
When something flies by their window
It might be out on that lawn
Which is wide, at least half of a playing field
Because there's no explaining what your imagination
Can make you see and feel
Seems like a dream
They got me hypnotized
Now it's not a meaningless question
To ask if they've been and gone
I remember a talk about North
Carolina and a strange, strange pond
You see the sides were like glass
In the thick of a forest without a road
And if any man's ever made that land
Then I think it would've showed
They say there's a place down in Mexico
Where a man can fly over mountains and hills
And he don't need an airplane or some kind of engine
And he never will
Now you know it's a meaningless question
To ask if those stories are right
Because what matters most is the feeling you get
when you're hypnotized
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9. |
Raised On Robbery
03:02
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He was sitting in the lounge of the Empire Hotel
He was drinking for diversion
He was thinking for himself
A little money riding on the Maple Leafs *
Along comes a lady in lacy sleeves
She says let me sit down
You know, drinkin' alone's a shame
It's a shame it's a crying shame
Look at those jokers
Glued to that damn hockey game
Hey honey-you've got lots of cash
Bring us round a bottle
And we'll have some laughs
Gin's what I'm drinking
I was raised on robbery
I'm a pretty good cook
I'm sitting on my groceries
Come up to my kitchen
I'll show you my best recipe
I try and I try but I can't save a cent
I'm up after midnight cooking
Trying to make my rent
I'm rough but I'm pleasin'
I was raised on robbery
We had a little money once
They were pushing through a four lane highway
Government gave us three thousand dollars
You should have seen it fly away
First he bought a '57 Biscayne
He put it in the ditch
He drunk up all the rest
That son of a bitch
His blood's bad whiskey
I was raised on robbery
You know you ain't bad looking
I like the way you hold your drinks
Come home with me honey
I ain't asking for no full length mink
Hey, where you going
Don't go yet
Your glass ain't empty and we just met
You're mean when you're loaded
I was raised on robbery
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There will come a time when everybody who is lonely
Will be free to sing and dance and love
There will come a time when every evil that we know
Will be an evil that we can rise above
Who cares if hair is long or short or sprayed or partly grayed?
We know that hair ain't where it's at
There will come a time when you won't even be ashamed if you are fat
There will come a time when everybody who is lonely
Will be free to sing and dance and love (dance and love)
There will come a time when every evil that we know
Will be an evil that we can rise above (rise above)
Who cares if you're so poor you can't afford
To buy a pair of mod-a-go-go stretch elastic pants?
There will come a time when you can even take your clothes off when you dance
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11. |
Not To Be Confused
03:00
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Do you remember things you said at any point in your life?
Not to be confused with things you think
Do you believe that men can be both good and evil at one time?
Not to be confused with neither one
Keep a clear distinction between fact and fiction
And you'll be one step ahead of me
Do you think I'm a good man even though I leave a bad tip?
Not to be confused with being cheap
Do you want to have some faith in intuition and instinct?
Not to be confused with evolution
Keep a clear dichotomy between fact and fantasy
And you'll really have the drop on me
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12. |
Dirty Lew
07:19
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How does it feel to be wrong about everything?
Welcome everyone, to a town called Dirty Lew
A place where everyone is just a normal guy like you
It was founded in 1795 and made textiles for the nation
And the mills are still runnin' with the same regulation
Dirty Lew, what are you gonna do when your river runs dry?
Don't you wanna see what you can be?
You're gonna make it before you die
How does it feel to be wrong about everything?
You'll find out in time, my friend
And now, it is my pleasure to present to you fine, fine people
The Homeless Youth Symphony Orchestra of Lewiston and Auburn
Properties from Russia and all over the globe
Placed in patterns that suggest the absence of a lobe
If Dempsey saw the willie-nillies trundled in the street,
He'd save his dinners for all of them to eat
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She wandered through the garden fence
and said, 'I've brought at great expense
a potion guaranteed to bring
relief from all your suffering.'
And though I said, 'You don't exist,'
she grasped me firmly by the wrist
and threw me down upon my back
and strapped me to her torture rack
And, without further argument
I found my mind was also bent
upon a course so devious
it only made my torment worse
She said, 'I see you cannot speak
is it your voice that is too weak?
Is it your tongue that is to blame?
Maybe you cannot speak for shame.
Or has your brain been idle too,
and now it will not think for you?'
I hastened to make my reply
but found that I could only lie
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14. |
Ondine
05:40
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Ondine
You won
All she left behind was an unloaded gun
And my face
Is blushin'
From all the things she's done
You couldn't miss that girl
'Cause here she comes
Ondine
Back up
Run over my body with your pick-up truck
And finish
What you started
Because I'm done
I searched the whole room over
To find these words
She said:
"I had the strangest dream
I dreamed I killed you again
Don't make me kill you again
'Cause I couldn't bear to kill you
Again"
Ondine
Was here
You couldn't even take away a souvenir
Of what's left
Of that swinger
She used to call me that
I searched the whole room over
To find these words
She said:
"I had the strangest dream
I dreamed I killed you again
Don't make me kill you again
'Cause I couldn't bear to kill you
I had the strangest dream
I dreamed I killed you again
Don't make me kill you again
'Cause I couldn't bear to kill you
Again"
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15. |
The French Inhaler
03:14
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How're you going to make your way in the world
When you weren't cut out for working
When your fingers are slender and frail
How're you going to get around
In this sleazy bedroom town
If you don't put yourself up for sale
Where will you go with your scarves and your miracles
Who's gonna know who you are
Drugs and wine and flattering light
You must try it again till you get it right
Maybe you'll end up with someone different every night
All these people with no home to go home to
They'd all like to spend the night with you
Maybe I would, too
But tell me
How're you going to make your way in the world, woman
When you weren't cut out for working
And you just can't concentrate
And you always show up late
You said you were an actress
Yes, I believe you are
I thought you'd be a star
So I drank up all the money,
Yes, I drank up all the money,
With these phonies in this Hollywood bar,
These friends of mine in this Hollywood bar
Loneliness and frustration
We both came down with an acute case
And when the lights came up at two
I caught a glimpse of you
And your face looked like something
Death brought with him in his suitcase
Your pretty face
It looked so wasted
Another pretty face
Devastated
The French Inhaler
He stamped and mailed her
"So long, Norman"
She said, "So long, Norman"
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Nuclear Spaceship Maine, Maine
Fritz Derblansky: Acoustic & electric guitar, mandolin, banjo, sitar, shamisen, sax,
trumpet
Josh Dominguez: Vocals, lyrics
Ringo Raskolnikov: Electric & acoustic bass, cello, violin, vocals, flute, tin whistle
Lucy LaFramp: acoustic & electric piano, organ, synthesizer, clavinet, accordion, vibraphone, melodica, kalimba
Charlie Barnaby: drums,percussion, harmonica, backup vocals
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