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the lights went out on another fiscal year
strange fish washed up ashore
spirits took our arms and legs for souvenirs
i spilled a box of baking soda all over the kitchen floor
oh honey, i want a real life
i don't want to be in bars every night
my, my
meet me at magrish trailhead
where the little miami flows through a still valley
wild and true
when you feel the fear just let it pass on through
and in heat so fierce even our eyes are sweating
i dream of frozen years
blankets of ice forgetting every name and proper noun
everything at once right down
to this skim milk
and this box of off brand cap'n crunch
to the governors we're all just numbers
and if the scales need balanced then that's it for me
i took a walk to the 24-hr atm on beechmont ave
and watched the beer trucks make their midnight deliveries
once you were a mustard seed
now you're bitter as a mustard green
furious at a world you think betrayed you -
waiting for some angel to come and save you
but like a leaf falls from the childrens' tree
may your grief fade into memory
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The DJ's Always Right
05:29
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2 hr drive home from indianapolis
so it's 3:45 when my head hits the pillow
gotta wake up at 6, drive out east to my church gig
try to hide that i'm drunk meeting friends out for lunch
we all go for north indian food
somebody's getting married and it looks expensive
the bride's about our age and her groom's sweating bullets
i'm too small for these tux pants and no-one here wants to swing dance
but we get paid either way
plus cold cuts and free perrier
they all just want to hear reggaeton
and hey, can you blame them?
the dj's always right
it's my day off. let's go out walking through hyde park
let's lay our heads in flourbeds, rye bread and honeywine on our breath
let's kiss in the bushes, let's joke about star wars
get high behind the speedway right off of the freeway
& the dj's always right
it's not enough to watch the world go by
it's not enough to hang your head and sigh
and if that's all you got you can kiss your ass goodbye
cuz i'm inclined to think that the dj's always right
i'll summon up my old friends. we'll bike out to the comet
look online for a t shirt with Mal Waldron's face on it
and i'll ask the doctor: define, "eating disorder"
and i'll go through my old tapes with the patience of a dead saint
looking for zooropa (1993), zooropa (1993), zooropa (1993), zooropa(1993), zooropa (1993)
and the look on their face when i press play:
they'll all say
"well - the dj's always right . . . "
right, right, right.
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Cold Limo
03:58
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i will drive you home again
if you have your esoteric plans
i'll stay locked up tight until you need me
wine and dine, clothe and feed me
oh honey i'm all worked up
you're out there owning businesses,
eyes thick with understanding of everything around
and i'm just corked up
i know we have our differences but oh
i need you and i like to think you need me too
if you need a true blue hero in a cold cold limo, hooray
you make me drive but you don't like my driving
when i arrive it's clear i'm not the good guy
you make me drive but you don't like my driving
it's undignified
i know i'm not some good guy just a true blue hero
in a cold cold limo
heated seats, free drinks, and tinted windows:
here to satisfy
if i'm such a disappointment to you
why don't you find your own damn ride.
shit. maybe you can dance and drink all night
because you've got the right stuff and i'm just
not tough enough
oh i get off on the right
tomorrow's future teens are smart at everything
and they will never need a true blue hero in a cold cold limo
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Stick The Landing
03:15
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you don't need to rhyme like a writer anymore
just tell me what you're thinking
lay your burden down on me
and i don't need to talk like some sorta expert anymore
no school would want us
so what good could it possibly be
the rain cleared up outside and it's all greening
but spring cleaning's not enough
without its answer
from good old mother nature
with fingers on the trigger whatever will we do
just leave it all to the ivy league minds
sit back and wait for the underdog to lose
we'd better let the legacies decide
i guess i'm an asshole: i know
on halloween we walk through spring grove without fear
we are vultures patrolling when the times are mean
honey let's go walking in the lake for a year
fall back slowly, get clean
we're not afraid to be exposed as false
cause it's not our fault we were born to eat our hearts out
at big buffets along the interstate
i guess i'm an asshole: i know
you don't need to rhyme like a writer anymore
just tell me what you're thinking
lay your burden down on me
and i don't need to talk like some sorta expert anymore
no school would want us
so what good could i possibly be
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Ocelots
04:49
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for many a year it was pizza and cheap beer
and houses that smelled like cat piss and stinkbugs
now we have throw rugs, a yard and a color scheme
oh how we've triumphed, you and me.
having come this far
still loving each other
still drinking hudy delight
and i thought we'd feel a little less like criminals
when we stopped breaking the law all the time
save all our receipts: consult them like hymnals
summer days pass
sky clear as glass
milk in the fridge, rice in the pantry
blackberry jam, butter and toast
we learn to be good hosts when we're tired as hell
if alice calls, tell her we're doing well
you wanted to keep bees out back but the neighbors objected
i'm getting pretty good at the cocktail-hour act but have yet to perfect it
villa hills, villa hills, villa hills
i am gonna crack and you know that i will
these are not the hands that i held when we first danced
and i am not the man who you long ago romanced
and over off 20 runs 275
our river of plenty, more dead than alive
i can see you out waiting for the mail to arrive
bearing news that i still love you
i wanted to keep ocelots in our house but we live in the suburbs now
kim and mark sold all their vases and their life goes out without them
so if it's dinner at their house i'll bring the mini marble fountain
i like to go out on a summer night and hear the streetlights try to hum
with a glass of sweet summer wine and maybe some diet coke and rum
come in from the yard
cool down in your arms
and all the sprinklers turn on over our spring lawns at once
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it's okay they're gonna pay me later
scour NKU for an ATM
i'll probably stay in this god damn suit all night
that's alright
you're high, you're playing "space invaders"
at some new bar down in OTR
so i take my last ten bucks and head on up to the party source
and get some wine of course
and we've been drunk and preening
at the grass as it is greening
every winding road is gonna lead me home
hope you wake with dewdrops on your face
one for every day i made you wait
nothing makes me miss what i've left more
than a drive alone on a vacant stretch of interstate
once we were thick as thieves
close as hawthorn leaves before we fell
now every one way street leads you back to me
in due time you'll see, just stay on your feet
and don't worry about me love
this'll always be enough
time is on our side
and god can hear us crying out
i really wish that i could see from your perspective
and i'm sorry if sometimes i make you play detective
but the spring is in bloom you can see it from your room
and don't worry about me love
this'll always be enough
time is on our side
and god can hear us crying out
don't leave me out in the cold love
the summer air's not enough
no they're coming for our souls
and we won't have a hand to stand on
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Tuscarosa
06:08
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give it to me straight man
is this a moment to remember
or is my way hedged up with thorns again
and is it true that, come september,
this'll be a streetside full of ghosts?
i don't know.
but summer will find us
all in heaven together
smoking blunts - big big blunts
putting our feet up for once
& summer will find us
deep in the drink
screaming unthinkable thoughts
into the sink
who told you love was hard to come by?
i think it's time for us to leave
cuz i just realized it's me that they are laughing at
so finish off your camel crush
and tell all of your friends that you will be right back
it's not enough to just walk through life
you need your people by your side
when they go off into the flame, your partners in crime,
you want to cry
that summer will find us
caught up in the details
wondering how much longer now
such fine friends will stick around
and summer will find us
totally derailed
evil will prevail because we fail
to see that love is hard to come by
send off our ghosts
and into the fire, off they go
send off our ghosts
from where after the fire? no one knows
but summer will find us
all in heaven together
smoking blunts - big size blunts
my heart in the right place for once
and summer will find us
still weak from the throwdown
unable to hold out
ready to go now
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up 71 to the kenwood mall
so many dollars my pockets can't hold em all
shirt and some summer shoes for you
for me a wallet and some cheap perfume
trapped up here with the dust and pollution
waiting on the coast to provide solutions
take exit 8 and drive on down
to the busted blocks from the sundown towns
my head on your leg on your foot on the clutch
down streets no car has ever touched
cuz living is shitty and times are tough
in bacon city if you don't eat the stuff
TITLE OF SONG
TITLE OF SONG
TITLE OF SONG
i'm a part time museum security guard
but you're ada loveless with a deck of cards
so tonight it's double windsor like they do in the movies
cuz i've seen the future and it doesn't include me
and if you were born to live the hard way
you'd better get born again, as
TITLE OF SONG
TITLE OF SONG
TITLE OF SONG
& if we never make it off this damn avenue
at least you've got me and i've got you
no and
TITLE OF SONG
TITLE OF SONG
TITLE OF SONG
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(gold/spices)
00:42
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Presidents That Suck
03:26
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"so riddle me this, jon,
when did we become old snobs?"
hey what do you mean
i think he's doing a great job
"but we lost our youth: we're not righteous enough"
man screw that stuff
i don't mind
someday there'll be more presidents that suck
presidents that suck
and you're still so pretty
i've still got my charm
and we face the world arm and arm
all our plans to make money: they didn't work
people we thought were funny, they were just jerks
but i don't mind
cuz there'll always be more presidents that suck
presidents that suck
don't know what happened: we don't talk to strangers now
we're hardly even on the scene
don't it make us cry to see our high school friends in movies
up there prancing on the screen
the world doesn't matter, just this whisky and snow
in our booth before we go
i dreamt a ladder to heaven above
and one below
so what
there'll always be more
presidents that suck
presidents that suck
don't know what happened: we don't talk to strangers now
we're hardly even on the scene
don't it make us cry to see our high school friends in movies
up there prancing on the screen
no one's an island but we all act like icebergs
we all want cake and diamond rings
meet me at highland and if you find the right words
i'll come around to your side of things
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Rival Banks
03:37
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you rose to prominence at P & G
trusted providence to give you wings
from turpin high school football star
to the face of new white OTR
all the economists onboard agree
and with all of the confidence investment brings
from liberty street to the brighton bridge
your new ephraim rises inch by inch
coat of paint, wood floors, and a fridge
replace the boiler in a pinch
competing loans at competitive rates from the rival banks
arts and culture! bike tours and wine!
streets clogged with taxis at closing time
if the neighbors don't like it they don't have to stay
they're probably priced out anyway
so what's a little off the top for a sojourn in france
baguettes, r&r, and ballroom dance
it's the great new craze that's sweeping the nation:
city council gathering data on your phone's location
and whatever did you think about
someone was bound to tease it out
because you are a liar you are a liar you are a liar
drive south central pkwy with my tux and bass
$150 minus $20 for a parking space
& i have said this city's dues aren't mine to pay
but if i come home cash in hand
well, that's ok
& i can sleep without a dream
but i can't sleep without a drink
& from that sleep i keep on waking up the villain
& i can't turn it around although i think i might be willing
try and live my life & never get found out
but deep inside i know i'm going down
all you wanted was a bank account
now there's protestors outside your house
spilling out into the vertiginous streets
the cops maintain an uneasy peace
it wasn't you who got the YPs to sign the lease
nor you who filled the basin with rogue police
but the vox pop's decided it's just your turn
the smoke's the signal when the body burns
so kiss goodbye to that indoor pool
rival banks'll play you for a fool
it's the hip new thing for the terminally cool:
private planes bombing public schools
i wash it go to ash
& have to find another source of cash
i'm just middling white trash and on top of that i am a coward
i am a coward coward coward coward coward
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12. |
Just Like Peter
05:17
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corporate wants to keep me toeing the line
they will not succeed
i will tell you why
woke up feeling broken in
eyes falling right out of their sockets
nice blue suit all torn up again
something stirring in the walk in closet
and a gorgeous view of northern kentucky
if you love me, tell me i'm lovely
while above sleep the stars in their broken cradles
down on gilbert towards the elsinore arch
real tired in the dark
car nearly falling apart
and back up to eden park
getting higher and higher
hearts open wider and wider
fists clinched real real tight
if we see cop lights i deny three times just like
you and i we were born to get paid
naked skyping a state senator's aide
you said "babe, we've gotta start somewhere!" and hey,
look how far we've come
whispering whispering whispering in hotel rooms
real bad headaches
choking on exhaust fumes
if you see those fuckers tell them:
TAKE THIS PACKAGE
(DON'T YOU DARE PEEK)
UP TO HARTWELL GOLF COURSE
AND DROP IT IN THE MILL CREEK
i've got the mayor deep in my pockets
as a matter of fact i got him right here in the walk in closet
so i'm not afraid of anything they can do to me because
hope floats like ivory soap
on down to the river where we put it on the boats
from the paducah docks to the louisiana coast
if i am seeing cop lights i am denying three times, & i am denied
if we see cop lights adonai adonai adonai
and then the cock crows
about what a cock i've been and everybody knows it
meanwhile: rain takes the river bank
then the basin
then this very basement
and when the police come to get us i can hear them joke
about how we're just skin and bones but
what they don't really know is that
underneath these clothes it's just muddy water
and i feel like i was born on the business end of a bloody bathtub
i didn't mean to drag you into this love
i guess you didn't mean to drag me into it either
i guess we had each other pegged for true believers
with lilacs in my hair
and stumbling down the street
we can be blue stars for red states
going woah woah woah oh oh
with lilacs in my hair
and stumbling down the street
we can be. we can be the ones who go
woah woah woah oh oh
i want to bed america's best and brightest
iron my shirt and they all see the light
it's a real swinging party down on ludlow tonight and we all go:
i want to bed america's best and brightest
open my shirt and they all see the light
it's a real swinging party down on ludlow tonight and we all go:
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13. |
Planes In August
06:24
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the weather in urbana is as nice as you could ask for:
cool and easy
& here in the gaslight we dream of atlanta or new york
but the city won't release me
but the good news is i'm over it
completely over everything
just staring down the avenue
wondering what the day will bring
i'm a villain, i've got a cape and a kitten
i'll make a killing
i'll sing along to this lonely late summer song
given the money i'd pack my bags tonight
and steal out at first light
past homeowners with leafblowers
under the watchful eye of the great unknower
and in the chilly phoenix terminal call friends, tell em i'm still alive
but this is goodbye
see you guys in 2025
we don't need to make this harder than it is.
in the 6 am darkness
we feel like CEOs boarding planes in august
just waiting for the proud rooster to open
and you said it's not enough to watch the world go by
but here you are
and here it goes by
we don't mean to make this harder than it is.
we're far off the route love
into something we can't get out of
fish the size of cities beaching in the aleutians
we are torn beyond any tailor's power to patch
as bad as elvis but at least he made some scratch to show for it
we're just starving wedding singers
real small and afraid
still hoping to get paid
while the world outside bares its fangs to say
it's not alright
it's not alright
it's not alright
it's alright.
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Kettering
04:07
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"do me a favor - hang onto the check til monday"
the bandleader says
the guy on my right in the cavernous tux shakes his head
he doesn't look well-fed.
at a country club in kettering
stranger's wedding brought us a great distance
and i thought you were in catering
our eyes met for a moment
you looked like you might say something
but you just smiled and turned away
i'm getting married in the bright august sun
the preacher has a booming voice
we both look eager to have it over and done
just smile real wide and hold your poise
at a country club in kettering
we dance for the first time to a song i don't like
you have the most beautiful face i've ever seen
but i could swear we've never met before in my life
and maybe i should say something
but i just smile and turn away
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jon is a normal guy who is a clerk at a normal type of store. he likes new age music and the beach. he has long hair, for now, but that could change, for instance if his hair were to get burned on the stove. that can happen at any time. he plays music.
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