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1. |
Quicksand-Speyes-Cistern
05:04
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Quicksand - Speyes - Cistern
E G Cmaj7 Bm
Quicksand, but it’s not quick
It’s a slow sink in the sand thick
People call it quick, but you’re faster
you can use a stick unless this was your pick
(CHORUS)
Am Em F D (2x)
F Dm (Bm7b5)
Float and be still child
grab on the branch tight
we’ll pull you out if you wait your thrashing
flailing passion
Catch wonder pill child
crush it to smithereens
just like we crushed your will
you swallow and be still
and when you’re ready to climb
we’ll meet you clothe you feed you and blind
we’ll kiss you on your sallow cheek
we’ll hold you till your bruise looks like a nick
****
(verse2)
Quicksand, but it’s not sand
it’s a mad paste it’s a failed romance
sounds get softer as you disappear
distant glasses clink, a candle flames a wink
(CHORUS)\\
Speyes (L.?)
c/a -e-b Bb/g-d-a F/Ab- … C7
eyes are your windows and your are
double pane bullet proof
dead fly stuck in between
How will anyone know you if
you keep your shades drawn
afraid of getting spied on\\
Cistern
EEEEEEEEE AAAAAAAA BBBBBBB
Cistern, cistern, I see a towering cistern
I was single so I ran up and I kissed her,
I kissed a towering cistern,
I live in this shit town
and you’ll never get me down…town
no you’ll
never get me down
I’m not taking no subway
I’m not taking no bus
I am not hailing no taxi
Uber can kiss my putz
Cistern, cistern, I see a towering cistern
I was single so I ran up and I kissed her,
I kissed a towering cistern,
I live in this shit town
and you’ll never get me down…town
no you’ll
never get me down
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2. |
Arctic Methane
03:40
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Arctic Methinks
F Am D
F Am D G
(instrumental intro)
I’ll let the rain// dilute my whiskey for a while,
I pass the stain//Sidewalk memorial denial
(instrumental verse)
F Dm C Am
F Dm Ab C Ab G
If I only heard you shuffle
timidly to my bay window
If I only guessed what you were up to
But I hid inside another universe of new love armor
If I only knew that you had meant it
I’ll let the rain // extinguish cigarettes afire,
I can’t explain // the origin of futile desire
If you only found another
that could be your essence frother,
If you only lifted your eyes meekly… once!
But you stubborn lunking snailhead
closed your eyes for arctic methinks
if I only knew what you were up to
Em7 C7 Em7 G G+ G6
B C G Gmaj7
All the losers that have lost you,
All the causers that have cost you,
we demand that you return to base,
It is crowded on this planet, getting tighter than we can stand it, but we still need good kind people, we push up into the the steeple,
foggy minds and bodies feeble… save us.
OUT-BRO (F Eb D // F Eb D G)
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3. |
Sorok Sapogov
05:56
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Sorok Sapogov
INTRO …(sorrow sapogov vox effect like on demo)
Dm F Bfl G
Dm F G A6
Fuck the fascists, fuck the gendarmes, fuck the criminals
Fuck the politicians in their numb from tweeting skulls
Fuck their minions and opinions, fuck the talking heads,
Fuck the academics also fuck the agro frats
Fuck the coastals, hate apostols, fuck the hipster dudes,
Fuck the ranchers, fuck the suburbs, empty eyed recruits,
Fuck the parties, independents, fuck also me and you,
Fuck the giant crushing hate fuck, man will get his due
INSTRUMENTAL
Bm (inv D) G Dm (inv F) Bm
I don’t recall writing words to this song,
grief did the writing, for I am not strong,
planet is vicious and forgives no one.
We live for our brief loves in our ten thousand suns.
INSTRUMENTAL
(march)
Bfl F (4x) (bass Bfl, D, G, F)
F#m7 G+
here they come now, sorok sapogov,
hear them marching, sorok sapogov,
frequent sighing, waves will multiply,
tiny ripples, add up to the wall of sound,
no more light headed prancing
no more time spent romancing,
our epoch is ending,
eat your last geo candy
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4. |
My Bird Has Worms
03:45
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5. |
Paraumbye - Marjorie
06:40
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Paraumbye - Marjorie
c-d-b-a
Am F E / Am G Em
Paraumbye
I’ve been searching for a new divine
Peace within and war without - that’s fine
I’ve been swiping profiles left and right
some are novels and some are songs that
I don’t want to write
(chorus)
F(4) Am(4) D(3) C(4) C7(2)
Some are just looking for last chance pay off
Some have their heads ears deep inside the trough
and I have real fear that wars will sta-art
F(4) Am(4) D(3) Am(4) Am7#(2)
I set my alerts for a brave hea-art (3X)
c-e-b-a
Am F E / Am G Em
Paraumbin this country we’ve enjoyed ourselves
guzzling drug dreams gushing caramels,
paraumbin this season we will self destruct
a loveless world survives this terror act
(chorus)
F(4) Am(4) D(3) C(4) C7(2)
I got my draft card for the army
army of wimps that find hope charming
before i burn it and desert you,
F(4) Am(4) D(3) Am(4) Am7#(2)
one last attempt before CTRL Q(3X)
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Am C F … Am C E7
Marjorie, marjorie, what you’re doing to me,
would be criminally prosecutable if
we had laws against love or gods up above
instead of the merciless rays of the sun
Allison , allison you’re my kind of poison,
as you straddle the line between mine and not mine,
I will conjure your face, est beauty and grace,
when they pull the i-vee for fund deficiency
C G Bm F / C G Bm D7
Barbara, Barbara sidish ty odna u kostra
Barbara szhigaesh moi poslednie slova
I don’t want to talk about it, so i’ll just sing sad about it
G G(Cm) F f -e - eb
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Am C F … Am C E7
Oh Lenore, oh lenore kindness floods from your pores
for a broken wing finsh or a gangster that’s lynched
oh lenore oh lenore, you sympathize with the poor,
but you didn’t think I was pathetic enough for your
love, sylvia ty ne znala menya
Ia v bolnitze lezhal i nikomu ne meshal
Ia mechtal o tebe predstavliat k nagrade
no ne bylo komy prokolot’ otvorot
C G Bm F / C G Bm D7
Allyson, Allyson, I’m stuck in the twilight of zones
Alysson, I can’t seem to find my remote
ALlyson, i’m stuck in the twilight of zona
ALlyson, I can’t seem to find my way home
don’t want to talk about it, so I’ll sing sad about it.
G G(Cm) F f -e - eb
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Say What You Want To Say Do What You Want To Do
A G C C13
A G G13 C
A G C C13
A G G13 Eb13
You, you were always
saying things should not be said
you, you were always playing outside your head
Now the others see your peculiarity,
now the others know you’re different folk
F#m B A x2 // F#m B F#m B A G Bm(F# bass)
(chorus)
Say what your mouth needs to say
Do what your hands will make do
Say what you want to, do what you want to
too old to care or be fair
Be Mr. Soul for a day
tell off your ma and your dad
Be what you want to, behave how you want to
I will not voice a complaint
(verse2)
I, I have always wanted to lose all control
but like a marooned soldier clutching his soup bowl,
I have clung to you,
but now I peel myself //
release my wonder grip
I, I have always wanted to be a balkan horn,
and to roam at night , the city of bright lights
and to learn to fly, write trails in the sky,
i spell out one word goodbyedirt
(CHORUS)
(Verse 3)
A D C (G13)
(5A 2E 1A) - (4d 2d-e) - (5c 3a 1g, 3Ab, 3g)
Your hands are cold from standing still
let’s climb up telegraph hill,
tell the landlord “your tenant’s in love”
“he spent the rent on his baby’s gloves,
a box of pills and a power drill,
a 6-string and a cat with skills”
Took pills so I could work all night,
tore up the floorboards and build some height
Now if the world and I disagree
my baby and I and the cat make three
we’re walled off and we have a guitar
and no roof (no roof)
and we see the stars
Say what you want to say//
Do what you want to do//
Say what you want to say//
Do what you want to do//
A -A A-A,C D-D
G-G G#
AA
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7. |
Finger in the Bottle
04:16
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Finger in the Bottle
E A
I was gonna get rich (finger in the bottle)
Now feel the hit switch (cross my bare bottom)
my pal, my lowlife brother snitch (’njoy yr supper glutton)
You’ll end up face down in a ditch (finger in the bottle)
(instrumental verse)
E A Bm Cmaj7
G Cmaj7 G F C
We’re all alone, we can’t phone home,
the boss is toast, nobody knows, nobody says
wtf to do, wtf to do-a-oo
We found some bones, we carved some stones,
we melted ores, we strung a horse,
but now we’re lost wtf to do, wtf to do-a-oo
Em Bm A
I’m so alone with billions (2x)
(verse2)
This bus makes no stops (finger on the button)
madman in driving gloves (firmly planted captain)
he doesn’t touch the wheel (finger on the button)
careening down hill (finger in the bottle)
(chorus2)
We’re all alone, our maybe souls,
with guts and hearts struck with love darts
our shortish prance in the cosmic field
our pitfalls our ideals
Everyone is a god squatting on mountaintop,
get a handful of bolts, yell curse at the dolts,
it’s nobody’s fault, it’s everyone’s fault
we are too small
Em Bm C G
I’m so alone with billions.
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8. |
Gov Gov
03:30
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Gov gov
bullet train close shave
got out the way though, got out the way
some old lady say : you got to pray dog
you got another day… but it’s early morn
treacherous moments
hide, behind every door
and every cupboard
packs falling knives…
veranda’s slippery ice
Only safe place, for this crum bum
is in your arms
These arms are thin, can’t punch at
can’t swing at beast, or brutal police
but wrap them tightly
and no one will seize
our treasure nightly
grey whirring birds
recording all of our words
chords
If you don’t know, what to do sleep won’t come to you
and you will toss and turn all night through
while the powerful few decide what happens to you
and send a few texts to the submarine crew
you might as well rise off your sweat bed,
wear a disguise and bike fast to the big public square
in the center of town
are there tanks are there flares are there others,
powerless bastards awake at all hours
clutching their cell phones
coat pockets full of stones
or is too late: example needs to be made
I told my mother not to cry
if I don’t return if i die,
that means the world we know is over
And if the world we know is over, don’t spend your last few hours sober, get drunk amok and watch the sun get sunk
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9. |
Torrent of Tarantulas
04:16
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Torrent of Tarantulas (Blue Rag)
C Am F D F G(3)
(instrumental intro)
This is what we’re doing when we’re dancing the rag,
kicking up dust behind us covers our tracks,
we crush the weevils, slide on a beveled edge
How many crooked backs to feed all our mouths,
how many knuckleheads to bring the world down,
this bitch is a GIDRA, she only wants us to feed her
Dm G Bm Em D
Bb Am Dm6?
(chorus)
Voices of reason
drowned in revenge of the seasons
Moments of wisdom,
snuffed by lizard brains and associate cretins,
no vision,
so we huddle close and we sing this in secret (papadum)
we’ll come from the caves again try a new
system
Salvatore dolphin from the choking sea,
I hear you clicking is that a message for me,
it’s not from my baby,
she didn’t know the meaning of mayday
Torrent of tarantulas and flood of lies,
raining rats and roaches from the baby blue skies,
glacier mother just calved again,
blue ice scratches and screams
(chorus)
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