1. |
SMASHED GLASS
01:34
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All my friends are looking good
We’re busted open and broken in
All split lip swagger
And chipped tooth grin
The scar above the eye like a perfect vision
And joy in our hearts from this way of living
No state control
No rock and roll
Just flesh and blood
The perfect sound that never fit
Falling sharply all around me like…
Smashed glass!
Here’s to the courage of our common dreams
Here’s to the courage of our recognition scene
Unwed lovers
Peace-punk mothers
Flesh and blood
The perfect sound that never fit
Falling sharply all around me like…
Smashed glass!
Unwed lovers
Peace-punk mothers
Flesh and blood
Chewing out a rhythm
On my bubblegum
Just flesh and blood
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2. |
HUMAN BODY HUMAN BRAIN
01:21
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I see the world through human eyes
I speak human language, tell human lies
The forest is alive
with cures for human cancer
Human consciousness
a spark divine
Read the thin pages
by candlelight
Human body, human brain
Deep inside we’re all the same
We’re animals with different names
Straining at the leash
Someone shouted “Mutual Aid!”
Someone shouted “it’s time I get paid!”
We’re living for the living
Or dying to make bank
Human body, human brain
Deep inside we’re all the same
We’re animals with different names
Straining at the leash
I see the world from the center
Landscape and wonder
No human exception
Spinning atoms
Pets and poisons
Cures for cancer
Dancing spiders
A panther howls in the night!
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3. |
FIBREGLASS CITY
00:48
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I’m taking on water
A crack below the bulwark
Good lord!
What god or gravity
Keeps us spinning?
Keeps us singing?
Grinding axes
And paying taxes
Living and dying,
piece by piece
In Fibreglass City
I’m crossing over
Transfixed in plastic
Good lord!
Deep breath of fire
Got me singing
Heavy plastics
Live forever
I cross the river
Living and dying
Piece by piece
In Fibreglass City
I want to take you downtown!
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4. |
GARBAGE NIGHT
01:36
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Television zombies
and the veterans of the video game wars;
hoarding soldiers,
fire at the drug store;
Composers of the perfect sound!
Your war makes war makes war
our war makes war makes war
Our war makes war makes war
What a happy marriage:
industry and government.
Pregnant women
stand astride the grave.
It’s garbage night in Canada!
Where war makes war makes war
our war makes war makes war
Our war makes war makes war
Discounts at the pump
Pipelines to the coast
Sports scores
Award shows
Wretched Royals
Sugar spoils the mush - what a rush!
Reparations peeling back the crown
Another song was sung from the courage of our love
Fight war, not wars
Anarchy and Peace!
Another song is sung from the courage of our love
Fight war, not wars
Anarchy and Peace!
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5. |
HOPEFUL MONSTERS
01:21
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A world reborn beneath our feet
Dancing like we’re planting seeds
Garlands and crowns,
No kings, no queens,
We’re punks and freaks
Hopeful monsters in the mosh
Little dreamers on the hop
We’re dropping for the crops
What a shock!
The wonders never cease!
A twisted alignment of teeth
A shift in pitch at least
An extra thumb or less
Bless this mess
Of history and dreams
Hopeful monsters in the mosh
Little dreamers on the hop
We’re dropping for the crops
What a shock!
These storms will never stop
We’re swapping cops for mops
Stopping work
Stomping feet
Dancing like we’re planting seeds
The ground rise up between us!
Garlic in the spring
The scapes make perfect rings
A clove dropped in the fall
We’re growing things
In History and dreams!
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6. |
AIR CONDITIONED HOUSES
00:59
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No dust blew in below the mis-fit door
No air, no bugs, no shifting floors
It’s everything you ever wanted and more
It’s everything you ever wanted and more
No snakes, no shit, no moon-y mist
No golden light fall gently on the wrist
It’s everything you ever wanted and more
It’s everything you ever wanted and more
Climate Control!
Climate Control!
Climate Control!
Climate Control!
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7. |
SPLATTER TEST
02:25
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Here’s the objective:
Population estimate
A General Admission ticket
to insect extinction
Cut a wide path through the pit
And follow me in
Obliterating difference
Testing strength by violence
A headlining set at how much can you murder fest
It’s a Splatter Test!
Scientists drive fast cars
Skunks grub for bugs in the dark
Grass hoppers jump start
As far as legs allow
But I guess this stuff’s our food now
Obliterating difference
Like testing strength by violence
Some kinds of knowledge look a lot like death
In a splatter test!
In a splatter test!
I’ve got a clear vision:
Scientific success
Collapsing populations
A test of human domination
Some kinds of knowledge look a lot like death
In a splatter test!
Catastrophic silence
Testing strength by violence
Some kinds of knowledge look a lot like death
In a splatter test!
In a splatter test!
In a splatter test!
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8. |
HAZMAT SUIT
01:07
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Beauty is an attitude
I wear it loose
It’s swishing all around me
Like a hazmat suit
We were naked in the morning
Like every lover loved before us
I know we are not new
In cities and in forests
They smiled like me and you
In our hazmat suits
Blind my eyes
I need protection
Bound to be burned
by the air we’re breathing
Bound to be brained
in this hurricane season
We better find shelter
Somewhere for me and you
In our hazmat suits
I am afraid
Protect me
Connect me
With the courage of my youth
Or something true
A vanishing point
A renaissance nude
Nothing else can wound us
In our hazmat suits
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9. |
THE RAINBOW AND THE DOVE
02:40
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Handsome son, your inheritance is showing
When music is sports no one is scoring
Now somebody’s playing sax, shining and golden
I’ll be back in minute, when the solo is over
After the flood
In the ruins of love
After the flood
In the ruins of love
After the flood
In the ruins of love
White lights in the park shining silver
A sliver of privilege I am trying to quit
Kitchen shift; dish pit; I ditch work and sing out
My pitchfork score - 7.4 - like an inheritance
After the flood
In the ruins of love
After the flood
In the ruins of love
After the flood
In the ruins of love
After the flood
Comes the rainbow
and the dove
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10. |
PARTING SHOT
00:46
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This is the parting shot!
I’m leaving the west side
I’m riding down park side
Push the well-dressed ghost aside
Angry settler in the reservation gas line
Says: “I pay my taxes on time”
Like some point of pride
Proud player in genocide
Also pack of smokes - fine
Maybe bag of chips time
Thin coffee like some muddy brine
I pour it down the sewage line
I’m leaving the west side
I’m riding down park side
I’m leaving all the books behind
Push the well-dressed ghost aside
This is the parting shot!
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