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Disco Volante
03:25
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Oh disco volante
Basilisco, you’re the Bogeyman
I know you, I’ll show you
I’ve outgrown you but I’m your biggest fan
So will you whisper to me an old melody
Done of a darker time
Five over four is an unsettled score
Enough to chill the spine
My darling I’m spangled
There’s no harm in getting good and tight
So come over Red Rover
Come October, we’re stumbling through the night
And so it’s whiskey for me in my Listerine
Hang me out to dry
Sinew and spine on an old clothesline
Here’s mud in your eye
It’s funny you’re everywhere
So funny, I’m loathe to care
I’m lousy with fever
Downright drowsy, oh I’m a sleeping pill
Don’t wake me and don’t shake me
Don’t mistake me, oh I’m a living will
And if you witness in me a fine misery
And hang me out to die
Save you some gin for my next of kin
No need to spare the rye
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2. |
Coral and Bone
03:38
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Limestone, made from coral and bone
Calls you home though we know something they don’t
Gamma rays decay in such a way that they turn upon their own
Quicksand, neither liquid nor land
Understand if you can there’s a reason why we ran
Seismic waves behave in such a way I pray they don’t get out of hand
Now there’s a funny story
Goddamn it all to hell
I know it all too well
God damn us all to hell and back
Ozone, creeps through coral and bone
Through the foam and the loam and the hollow we call home
Summer days ablaze in such a way they say we might be on our own
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3. |
The Solid State
03:38
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It’s cold in the Golden State
I’m in a slumber set in summer ‘88
We crashed the Bonaventure into Little Tokyo
Hammer on the headphones in full stereo
Fall in an altered state
I’m a scream queen back in 1978
We crashed the after-party, we trashed the bungalow
Blondie on the boombox in full stereo
Oh California, if you need a golden child
It's not bad to be the good guy once in a while
Winter on the interstate
Were you drinking in a Lincoln ‘68
You crashed the Continental in little Tokyo
Honey on the hi-fi in full stereo
They call it the solid state
But in the meantime we’ll call it springtime ‘88
When we crashed the Bonaventure Nakatomi style
It’s good to be the bad guy once in a while
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4. |
Sticks and Stones
03:20
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I’ve been haunting my own house
Nothing new besides this déjà vu
It’s all just Desmond Blue
The woodwinds tailspin and...
You’ve been wearing the same blouse
Weeks on end, there’s that robe again
It’s a family friend
My socks take walks without me but...
We abide
When the dust and the rust
Combust we’ll still be
Safe inside
In the thick of the sticks
And stones we call our home
We’ve been watching the pot boil
Chemistry in a cup of tea
Comes down to entropy
Electrons move along and...
We survive
In the dust and the rust
Concussed but somehow
Still alive
Through the thick and thin
Within our house and home
We take pride
In our fauna and our fluoride
You keep looking at us cross-eyed
But the fools in town are on our side
I’ve been haunting my own spouse
Nothing new, not even déjà vu
Inside our causal loop
Our cells accelerate and...
We collide
With the dust and the rust
And trust we’ll settle
Safe inside
In the thick of the sticks
And stones that make our home
In the thick of the sticks
And stones we call our home
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5. |
Roger Dodger
03:16
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Roger Dodger, do...
Drop us a line and tell it true
Are we just twiddling our
Thumbs down to crumbs
While we’re waiting on you
Until we’re Roger Dodger blue
Roger Dodger, you...
Went killing those rabbits two-by-two
Are we just hanging
On to our hats
While the cat’s in a stew
Because she’s Roger Dodger blue
So go the pricks of pins and needles
And the pebbles in your shoe
Oh, I miss Rodger Dodger too
Long live the pricks of pins and needles
And the pebbles in your shoe
Oh, I miss Rodger Dodger too
Rodger Dodger, who...
Need’s him a sober talking to
Maybe we’re whiling
Away every day
In the promise of you
Because we’re Roger Dodger due
Because we’re Roger Dodger due
Oh yes, she’s Roger Dodger due
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6. |
Gin Atomic
04:02
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Let’s face the facts, there’ll be werewolves at our backs
We were heartthrobs pulling bank jobs in the past
So we’ll hunker down, build a bunker out of town
Pour some concrete, dig it real deep in the ground
And it's just you and me
Drinking gin and tonic supersonically
And the Fat Guy with the evil eye makes three
But we’ll venture out for the lawyer and the scout
When they’re pinned down and they’re thinned down to their doubts
Then comes the night when the moon runs out of light
’Til the day breaks and the son takes up the fight
And it’s just you and me
Drinking gin and tonic catatonically
And the cat with chronic feline reveille
And it’s just you and me
Drinking strictly tonic un-ironically
In the hot seat, warming up our cold, cold feet
And on the day when the nukes are on their way
I’m eleven, or eighty-seven, hard to say
But it’s just you and me
Drinking gin and tonic electronically
And the Fat Guy will be the first damn thing we’ll see
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War
02:52
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So put up your dukes, we’re goin’ to war
Ready the nukes, it’s DEFCON 4
Send in your mom and bomb me like before
But I’m goin’ ashore (DEFCON 3)
Assemble the troops, send in the corps
To hell with détente, all I want is war
I met you on the Baltic Sea
You were running guns for the KGB
You gave me your name, rank, and telephone number
And surrendered peacefully
You left me for dead in no-man’s-land
You broke the rules of engagement and
Rebuilt your ranks without so much as a thanks
And now we’re at it hand-to-hand
But I don’t want to fight anymore (DEFCON 2)
My shoulders are tight, my back is sore
It’s a sign of our age, all we wage is war
And furthermore (DEFCON 1)
You’ve broken the sanctions that we swore
But I reap what I sow 'cause all I know
I reap what I sow 'cause all I know
I reap what I sow 'cause all I’ve known is war
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8. |
Long Long Time
03:46
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Love will abide, take things in stride
Sounds like good advice, but there's no one at my side
And time washes clean love's wounds unseen
That's what someone told me but I don't know what it means
'Cause I've done everything I know to try and make you mine
And I think I'm gonna love you for a long, long time
Caught in my fears, blinking back the tears
I can't say you hurt me when you never let me near
And I never drew one response from you
All the while you fell all over girls you never knew
'Cause I've done everything I know to try and make you mine
And I think it's gonna hurt me for a long, long time
Wait for the day you'll go away
Knowing that you warned me of the price I'd have to pay
And life's full of flaws, who knows the cause
Living in the memory of a love that never was
'Cause I've done everything I know to try and change your mind
And I think I'm gonna miss you for a long, long time
'Cause I've done everything I know to try and make you mine
And I think I'm gonna love you for a long, long time
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9. |
Falling for Science
04:18
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Dropping skulls down the stairwell
Hoping they fare well, however they do
One, two, three, testing compliance
They’re falling for science, they’re falling for you
I, I’m falling for science
And falling for you
We’ll uphold the popular notion
Of perpetual motion effortlessly
And maintain a healthy defiance
That falling for science defies gravity
You, you're falling for science
And falling for me
Most unnatural
Despite the notes rehearsed the scales reverse in full
Only to rise and prove exception to the rule
I, I'm falling from science
And falling from you
This so-called Newtonian theory
Is making me weary, oh what am I to do
I propose we form an alliance
In studying science and see this thing through
But I, I’m failing in science
And failing in you
I’m failing in science
And failing you
No, I don’t know from science
Oh you
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10. |
Eyesore
03:54
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Well what the hell
Might as well go bend an elbow for the…
Boy don’t you cry
Elmer Gourley prematurely lost an eye
Dime-store folklore
Eyesores shed some
Four score and seven tears
Yes I’d agree
Mary Kelty simply felt he was the…
One workin’ eye
Gave a glancin' so romancin' you could die
Dime-store folklore
Eyesores shed some
Four score and seven tears
Rooster schmooster
You sir are a
Bruiser most severe
The schoolhouse attic
The barnyard paddock
The Red Fanatic
Our boy has had it
Oh Elmer boy
You got an eyelash for a mustache comin’…
In point of fact
I’m a man now and I’ll clean your plow for that
Dime-store folklore
Eyesores shed some
Four score and seven tears
Rooster schmooster
You sir are a
Bruiser most severe
Dispatch chicken scratch
Railroad run by
The Eyepatch Engineer
The Eyepatch Engineer
The Eyepatch Engineer
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11. |
Bob
04:12
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Lord knows every blow that he throws
Is a punchline on the nose
But goddamn give a hand to the man
Who can comfort on command
You took the fall, you showed them all
I wish I knew you when
You split my side ’til I damn near cried
I bet we’d be friends
Good grief what relief to believe
There’s a future in fractured teeth
You took the fall, you showed them all
I wish I knew you when
You split my side ’til I damn near died
I bet we’d be friends
Fire flying from a .45
Fireflies are eating him alive
It’s a Texas switch
It’s a roundhouse kitsch
Ain’t this life a bitch
You took a fall and showed them all
I wish I knew you when
You split my side and my eyes went wide
I bet we’d be friends
I bet we’d make good friends
I wish we’d been friends
Bob I hope they never gave you hell
Bob I hope to hell you’re doing well
But I know you’re not
‘Cause the word I got
It came as quite a shock
So goddamn give a hand to the man
Who could comfort on command
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12. |
All Time High
03:05
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All I wanted was a sweet distraction for an hour or two
Had no intention to do the things we've done
Funny how it always goes with love, when you don't look you find
But then we're two of a kind, we move as one
We're an all time high
We'll change all that's gone before
Doing so much more than falling in love
On an all time high
We'll take on the world and win
So hold on tight, let the flight begin
I don't want to waste a waking moment, I don't want to sleep
I'm in so strong and so deep, and so are you
In my time I've said these words before but now I realize
My heart was telling me lies, for you they're true
We're an all time high
We'll change all that's gone before
Doing so much more than falling in love
On an all time high
We'll take on the world and win
So hold on tight, let the flight begin
So hold on tight, let the flight begin
We're an all time high
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