MEXICO (south)
BURNING BRIGHT - March 2005 - Chiapas, MX
Dragons in the moonlight
Volcanos just before midnight
Something turning left and right
Something burning bright
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Roadblocks in the mountains
Hostages in dark daylight
Fear twist and points and spikes
Fear burning bright
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Dark eyes in the streets
Vision at the edges
Something is not visible
Something burning bright
VIVA LAS ZAPATISTAS! - 10 April 2005 -
San Cristobal de Las Casas, Chiapas, MX
(hot fast 2-step, with sound effects:
screams, gunshots, falsetto laughter, etc)
Las Zapatistas will redeem our lands
Las Zapatistas, they're not just brigands
Las Zapatistas will cut off your hands
Viva Las Zapatistas!
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Las Zapatistas will fight for our rights
Las Zapatistas, they're not anchorites
Las Zapatistas will fill you with frights
Viva Las Zapatistas!
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Las Zapatistas are warriors of good
Las Zapatistas, they're not peckerwoods
Las Zapatistas will drink all your blood
Viva Las Zapatistas!
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Las Zapatistas, how some widows grieve
Las Zapatistas are poets and thieves
Hey Oppressors, now you'd better leave
Viva Las Zapatistas!
Viva Las Zapatistas!
Viva Las Zapatistas!
ON THE ROOF - 14 April 2005 -
San Cristobal de Las Casas, Chiapas, MX
She told him what the light was for
(The bloody light, the simple light)
She told him what the dark was for
And laughed as he crawled through the door
Cats ran across the roof
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She showed him what the night was for
(The fever night, the simple night)
She showed him why the day was bright
And swollen with a spider's bite
He laid down on the roof
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She gave him what a kiss was for
(The bloody kiss, the simple kiss)
She gave him what a love was for
And watched him sleeping on the floor
And climbed back on the roof
SOME LITTLE GODS - 16 April 2005 -
San Cristobal de Las Casas, Chiapas, MX
(glitter rock: D-A-D, D-C)
Some little gods come to your feet
And they make you dance, they make you dance
Some little gods come to your ears
And they make you sing, they make you sing
Some little gods come to your eyes
And they tell you lies, they tell you lies
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[chorus:]
Where are those little gods?
What are those little gods?
Why are those little gods?
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Some little gods jump from the sands
And they take your hands, they take your hands
Some little gods jump from the seas
And they take your wings, they take your wings
Some little gods fall from the skies
And they take your eyes, they take your eyes
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[chorus]
[instrumental]
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Some little gods run down the streets
And they take your heart, they take your heart
Some little gods fall with the rains
And they take your brains, they take your brains
Some little gods climb up your pants
And they make you dance, they make you dance
They make you dance, they make you dance
CHIAPAS HAIKU - 16 April 2005 -
San Cristobal de Las Casas, Chiapas, MX
one-armed blind begger
totters on filthy blanket
while we all walk by
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colors flash my eyes
colors splash my medulla
colors slash my heart
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bells ring, catapults
throwing messages to god
some or another
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ev'ry road stretches
between hope and hearing loss
deaf to my heartache
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old woman holds strands
of twisted cloth, poverty
extermination
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mountains throw old winds
mountains hold blood secrets, lies
mountains devour us
CENTRAL AMERICA
ACROSS LAKE ATITLAN - 20 April 2005 -
Lago Atitlan, Solala, Guatemala
On the Lago Atitlan
Diesel smoke, we're on the run
Tourist girls out in the sun
On the deck, what the heck
Across Lago Atitlan
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Naviero Santa Fe
Smaller boats across the way
Ticket scalpers have their day
On the playa, crafty Maya
On the shore of Atitlan
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Bouncing on the choppy wake
Jumping from the river snakes
Mas cafe, stay awake
Otro days lost in the haze
Drowning beside Atitlan
-
[bridge:]
The sun absorbs the skin
The skin absorbs the beer
The beer absorbs the heat
The heat absorbs the mind
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Stopping in the villages
Under smoking volcanoes
Dancing from the villagers
Hawking wares, commercial stares
Under the rim, Atitlan
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[instrumental]
[repeat first]
TO HUEHUE - 20 April 2005
Lago Atitlan, Solala, Guatemala
[quiet ech-echo drums]
You led me - across the hills
[To Huehue, a Huehue, to Huehue, a Huehue]
We stumbled - over the pass
[To Huehue, a Huehue, to Huehue, a Huehue]
You told me - about the blood
[To Huehue, a Huehue, to Huehue, a Huehue]
You fed me - the simple food
[To Huehue, a Huehue, to Huehue, a Huehue]
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You told me - about the past
[To Huehue, a Huehue, to Huehue, a Huehue]
You showed me - a strip of flesh
[To Huehue, a Huehue, to Huehue, a Huehue]
Marimbas played - machine guns sprayed
[In Huehue, a Huehue, in Huehue, a Huehue]
People cried - the future died
[In Huehue, a Huehue, in Huehue, a Huehue]
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You led me - over the falls
[To Huehue, a Huehue, to Huehue, a Huehue]
You showed me - the bloody walls
[To Huehue, a Huehue, to Huehue, a Huehue]
In the trees - the secrets hold
[In Huehue, a Huehue, in Huehue, a Huehue]
In the hills - the truth's not told
[In Huehue, a Huehue, in Huehue, a Huehue]
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You led me - to Mexico
[From Huehue, a Huehue, from Huehue, a Huehue]
Through valleys - to smoke below
[From Huehue, a Huehue, from Huehue, a Huehue]
You took me - to signs of life
[From Huehue, a Huehue, from Huehue, a Huehue]
You told me - the secret's safe
[From Huehue, a Huehue, from Huehue, a Huehue]
TOURIST TOES - 20 April 2005 -
Lago Atitlan, Solala, Guatemala
Sticking out from sandals
Hairy focking vandals
Tourist toes, tourist toes
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Hang'em in the water
The fish are going after
Tourist toes, tourist toes
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See the ocean swimmer
She's a seafood dinner
Tourist toes, tourist toes
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Kidnappers are serious
They're sending evidence
Tourist toes, tourist toes
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Dancing in the streets
Listen to the beats
Tourist toes, tourist toes
Tourist toes, tourist toes
Buy One From ME-ee - 21 April 2005 -
Panajachel, Solala, Guatemala
Buy one from ME-ee!
Special for YOU-ou!
How much you PAY-ay?
So buy a-NOTHER one!
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All made by HA-and!
I made it my-SE-elf!
What color you WA-ant?
Buy one from ME-ee!
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Wha-at's you NA-ame?
Whe-ere you FRO-om?
Th-ey talk SPANISH there?
Buy one from ME-ee!
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Only a HUN-dred!
Quetzal's, not DOL-lars!
I got one your SI-ize!
Buy one from ME-ee!
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Buy one of MI-ine!
This one is DIFF-rent!
You gonna LIKE it!
Buy one from ME-ee!
Buy one from ME-ee!
Buy one from ME-ee!
ATITLAN HAIKU - 21 April 2005 -
Panajachel, Solala, Guatemala
on the waves, bikini babes
browning bouncing buns
'neath the broiling sun
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in the hills, bandito bands
stopping cars, buses
brandishing their guns
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on the streets, borrochos lie
burnt like old cinders
roll another one
HONDURAS FOR TRAVELERS -
Nuevo Ocotepeque, Honduras -
Thursday 28 April 2005
We tried to tour in Honduras
Despite the heat and the smoke
The beautiful mountains we couldn't see
The sooty towns we had to flee
We tried to tour in Honduras
Is this some kind of joke?
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We tried to sleep in Honduras
Despite the gunshots and smoke
The angry voices out in the streets
The dusty hyperallergenic sheets
We tried to sleep in Honduras
But all we could do was choke
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We tried to travel Honduras
Before the rainy season
Maybe we'll try again sometime
Maybe we'll find a good reason
MEXICO (south)
TIME AND TIME AGAIN - 3 May 2005
San Cristobal de las Casas, Chiapas, MX
Time and time again
You love me like a mosquito
You pierce me to the heart
Infect me from the start
You quietly come near, then
You buzz around my ears
You take my blood and laugh
A hemoglobin autograph
I slap you til you bleed, but
We share some kind of need
Time and time again
Time and time again
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Time and time again
You take me like a spider
I fall into your web, and
You wrap me tight in thread
You bite me on the neck, and
Inject me full of dreck
I'm quickly liquified, and
You drain me til I'm dry
I fall into your trap, and
All that's left is crap
Time and time again
Time and time again
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Time and time again
You love me like a mantis
We whirl in a trance
A frenzied courtship dance
You lure me in closer, then
You rip off my clothes
And you grab me and you shove me
And you stab me and you love me
And when my face is red
You bite off my head
And you stuff me inside
Just a sexual suicide
Time and time again
Time and time again
Time and time again
DON'T LOOK INTO THE SUN - 4 May 2005
San Cristobal de las Casas, Chiapas, MX
Look into the past, look into the future, but
Don't look into the sun, don't look into the sun
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Look into my head, look into my eyes, but
Don't look into the sun, don't look into the sun
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Walk across my room, walk across my heartline, but
Don't walk across the sun, don't walk across the sun
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Run into my dreams, run into my nightmares, but
Don't look into the sun, don't look into the sun
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[bridge:]
Set the maps on fire and walk the burning lines
Set my eyes on fire and watch the embers glow
Set my hands on fire and feel the emerald touch
Set the sky on fire and...
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Dig into my flesh, dig into my lies, but
Don't look into the sun, don't look into the sun
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Look at what we've lost, look at what we've got, but
Don't look into the sun, don't look into the sun
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Look into the past, look into the future, but
Don't look into the sun, don't look into the sun
Don't look into the sun, don't look into the sun
(Doing The) MONTEZUMA TROT
Crucita, Oaxaca, MX - 5 May 2005
[slow jittery waltz w/ tubas]
When you're hot, you're hot (hot>
And when you're not, you're not (not)
So give it all you've got (got)
Doing the Montezuma Trot (trot)
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Suck some hot microbes (robe)
And another batch for the road (road)
An inside war's being fought (hot)
Doing the Montezuma Trot (trot)
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[bridge:]
Your body's shot to hell
You squirted foul juices and smells
You twitched, spasmed and fell
The pathologists knew you well
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Turn bright red and green (green)
From your ears, blow off steam (steam)
Now give it all you've got (got)
Doing the Montezuma Trot (trot)
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