NORMAL AGAIN (bluegrass waltz) Forestville CA 1995?
I loved you, I lost you
I killed you, I cost you
I can't even count all the coupons I cashed
I left all the lost and I limped to the last
--
[chorus] And I'll never be normal again, again
I'll never be normal again
--
I fought you, I fucked you
I decked you, I ducked you
I'll drown all my ducks and I'll push all my pucks
I'll blow all my bucks and I'll trust all my trucks [chorus]
--
Do ya wanna dance, babe?
I'm wearing no pants
I'm letting it hang out, it's really a knockout
But if you should walk out, I'll understand why [chorus]
THE LOGIC Forestville CA 1995?
The logic of war is upon us
Kill a few here, a city there
Waste that region, fock'em
The sharpened steel growing rusty
On throat's blood
The snipers killing a few more old women
And little boys and girls
All who're left in the village
It's all ours, or at least it's not theirs
That's the logic
--
They're an old enemy, it's OK
They're in the way, we have the guns
(bang bang bang bang)
Why stop? Nobody's stopping us
All for glory! For the greater homeland!
(bang bang bang bang)
When a worm's in the path before you,
You crush it, right? Right?
It's just a worm.
That's the logic
DEATH ROW Forestville CA 10 May 1995
I waited quietly for my lethal injection
I knew it would be my sweet perfection
I've been working death for a long time
Ever since I saw the sky
--
The night sky told me to taste blood
Nebulae pumped me up where I stood
I listened carefully
Oiled my gun and knife
--
My name's printed large, I don't care
Look at me, you have to stare
The frontpage pics don't look like me
Everybody wants to look at me
--
I did what I had to - 'bye now
I did what I wanted - 'bye now
You think I'm unique - you're wrong
You think I'm the last - you're wrong
CAR LOVE has moved here
D.I.T.S. [DEAD IN THE STREETS] (fast) Forestville CA 1995(?)
It's on all the TVs, they're D.I.T.S
The cops were shooting, they're D.I.T.S
Black Muslims were shooting, they're D.I.T.S
Neo-Nazis were shooting, they're D.I.T.S
--
The militia's were bombing, they're D.I.T.S
The crack-heads were smoking, they're D.I.T.S
There's more drive-by shootings, they're D.I.T.S
(huh!) (huh!) (huh!) (huh!) - D.I.T.S
--
The cities are burning, they're D.I.T.S
The army's out gunning, they're D.I.T.S
(instrumental break)
--
There's millions of people D.I.T.S
Religious fanatics are D.I.T.S
All the talkshow hosts are D.I.T.S
There's FBI agents laying D.I.T.S
--
I want to kill, I want a pill
I want a thrill, I want my fill
D.I.T.S D.I.T.S D.I.T.S D.I.T.S
D.I.T.S D.I.T.S D.I.T.S D.I.T.S
TRADITIONAL VALUES (gospel) Santa Rosa, Calif Aug 1995 *
Traditional values, Traditional values, Traditional values...
--
I got the Traditional Values Blues
If you don't win, then you lose (and you lose big)
If you can't afford your shoes, you go barefoots
If you can't afford your food, you go eat roots
The good old days, and the good old ways
I can't stand it, I can't stand it!
--
Slavery! Knavery!
And good old family abuse
Child labor, hate your neighbor
There ain't a lot you can choose
This can't be wrong, tradition's going strong
I can't stand it, I can't stand it!
--
Traditional values, Traditional values, Traditional values...
(instrumental break)
--
Ecocide! Genocide!
Kill whoever brings you the news
Rape the whole earth, die in childbirth
And blame everything on the Jews
The good old days, and the good old ways
I can't stand it, I can't stand it!
--
Traditional values, Traditional values, Traditional values...
(fade...)
INEVITABLY BLUES (solid funk) Forestville CA Oct 1995
I thought I loved you / I couldn't love you
I'll never love you / Why did I love you?
It's inevitable, it's inevitable
--
I thought I'd killed you / I couldn't kill you
I'd never kill you / Why did I kill you?
It's inevitable, it's inevitable
--
I thought I'd hired you / I couldn't hire you
I'd never hire you / Why did I hire you?
It's inevitable, it's inevitable
--
(hurt, focked, slimed, knew, told, etc...)
THE VOICE (for Troll) (techno) Forestville CA Oct 1995
TROLL> "Can a penis get hard in cold water?"
TROLL> "Well, its not easy."
"Yes, if the prospects are good enough."
[A bit of friction helps too.]
TROLL> HAHAHAHA! (looking around)
TROLL> Voices. I like good voices.
Synthesized or acoustic? Fried or broiled?
Flat or reverberant? Near or far or buried?
I had a good voice. It angered me, so I shot it.
Its bones now lie bleaching in the wan desert sun,
tempting many a desperate buzzard with its allure.
--
Now, my voice is like an unlubricated steel roller-bearing
long past its time, shreiking in agony at the uncaring night.
But that doesn't worry me any. Others suffer, not I.
--
It is better to inflict pain, than to get it.
Thus is it better to give than to receive.
Kindergarten teacher was right. What does this feel like?
--
The voice is rubbed raw. The pain is rubbed raw.
Raw raw raw. Raw raw raw. Raw raw raw.
The voice rolls over the hills, fading...
FROM THE CITY (free form) Forestville CA 10 Dec 1995
the boulevards are afire below us
the rancid canyons
bloody with hollow celebration
as energy and misery meet to kiss, fuck,
create new icons to oblivion
and we gather our precious
flee west into the badlands
lose a few in the poisoned sloughs
then break thru the ruins and emptied zoos
out of the miasma
chaneled down vivid valleys
green but not entire
alive but not awake
triumphant but exhausted
we build campfires in hubcaps
and plot our next move
ETERNITY (folk rock) Forestville Calif 1996 *
I was driving down the road of life
I saw the sign ahead
One mile to the exit to Eternity
I hope I don't get a flat
I hope I have enough gas
Don't wanna pass the off-ramp to Eternity
--
chorus: We're all on the road to Eternity
Stuck in the breakdown lane to Eternity
Just a little ways more to Eternity-eee
--
I saw a hitcher out on River Road
She had flames out her mouth and eyes
Her belly was huge'n'moving with maternity
I stopped to give her a ride
She wouldn't get inside; she said,
"I'm not ready for a fast ride to Eternity"
--
chorus: We're driving down the road to Eternity
There's multiple wrecks ahead in Eternity
The cops're cracking down hard on Eternity-eee
--
There's killer whales down in the river
They've chased the seals up from the coast
They're gonna eat well there in Eternity
There's a buncha college guys in canoes
But the orcas just got them too
I guess that's the last of that fraternity
--
chorus: We're all on the road to Eternity
Fast-tracking the Infobahn to Eternity
I think we're at the offramp to Eternity-eee
--
There's an architect building a new house
Making it look like an old house
I think she's given up on modernity
She's making it look like a castle
It's all covered with fungus'n'shit
She looks like she's building for Eternity
--
chorus: We're all strapped down for Eternity
The moon is shining bright on Eternity
I got a good discount on Eternity-eee
--
There's a guy who's getting sued
By everyone he's screwed
He's not willing to accept his patenity
He's barely able to grin
The atmosphere's getting thin
He's vectoring towards the rim of Eternity
--
chorus: We're just on the brink of Eternity
Plenty of stuff to do in Eternity
Watch for the flashing lights of Eternity-eee
LET'S DANCE / ESPERANCE (glam rock) Forestville CA late 1997
(1) It's so much fun to watch you dance
You move like there's a ferret in your pants (pants)
Your thrash fills me with esperance
--
[chorus] C'mon baby, give me a chance
C'mon baby, let's dance, let's dance
--
(2) It's so much fun to cop your head (head)
You twitch around like the walking dead
Your moans fill me with a subtle dread [chorus]
--
(A) C'mon baby, can't you see / What your body does to me
C'mon baby, take me down / C'mon baby, flip me 'round
--
(3) It's so much fun to take your pulse
Your spirit fills me with la vita dulce
You're over the edge, like Niagara Falls (Falls) [chorus]
--
(B) C'mon baby, what's your sign? / C'mon baby, are you mine?
C'mon baby, what's the time? / C'mon baby, are you blind?
--
(repeat [1] and fade....)
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