MAZATLAN MORNING (folk-bluesy) Graton, CA 23 Aug 2000
(the chords are: E to A to G3, do that a couple times,
then A to G# to B to Bb to A to G# and back down to E)
(And the break goes: E A G# G, a couple times
and ends on E A E B Bb A G#, slower, halftime)
Early in the morning, break of day
Early in the morning, break of day
Radioactive iquanas play
Psychic vampires fade away
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Sunrise comes to Mazatlan
Sunrise comes to Mazatlan (2x)
Psychedelic surfers coming down
Scavengers rolling into town
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Crystalline sparkles in the sand
Crystalline sparkles in the sand
Smuggler's sub pulls away from land
Conspiracy on the satellite band
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[break] Watch - the - wind-sail-ers
Watch - the - tide-pool - boys
Feel - the - mount-ing - joys
[then entended microtonal improv riff]
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Another day, another tide
Another day, another tide
Another magic carpet ride
Another secret deep inside
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[instuemental verse and fade]
(Got My) ATTENTION! Sebastapol, CA 23 Aug 2000
I hit my baby with my u-ke-le-le
She took me into court and sued - my - ass - off
I sure deserved it, I was such - a - jerk-off
Got my attention, Got my attention,
Got my attention, uh uh uh
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I let my sewage leak into - the - ri-ver
The EPA gave me a big - sub-peo-na
I sure deserved it, I was such - a - wie - ner
Got my attention, Got my attention,
Got my attention, uh uh uh
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I flicked my cigarette right out - the - win-dow
Started a forest fire that burned - Los - Ala-mos
I can't believe that I was such - a - dil-do
Got your attention, Got your attention,
Got your attention, uh uh uh
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[break] Why do I do it? Why do I do it?
Why do I do it? (dit dit di-dit)
(dit dit di-dit, da da dah / dit dit di-dit, da da dah)
(dit dit di-dit, da da dah / dit dit di-dit, da da dah)
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I helped elect some corpor-ate Na-zis
So let's get rid of all these re-gu-la-tions
Do what you will, and to hell - with - sanc-tions
Got your attention, Got your attention,
Got your attention, uh uh uh
OH MY! (Anatomy #5) (5/4 chant) Graton, CA 23 Aug 2000
(should have a MIDI of TAKE FIVE in background
and whispered chant of "anatomy number five")
O my heart (um) O my heart (um) O my heart (um) O my heart (um)
O my looks (um) O my lungs (um) O my books (um) O my guns (um)
O my heart (um) O my heart (um)
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O my legs (um) O my legs (um) O my legs (um) O my legs (um)
O my face (um) O my arms (um) O my race (um) O my buns (um)
O my legs (um) O my legs (um)
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O my will (um) O my will (um) O my will (um) O my will (um)
O my guts (um) O my skin (um) O my nuts (um) O my skin (um)
O my will (um) O my will (um)
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O my eyes (um) O my eyes (um) O my eyes (um) O my eyes (um)
O my hairs (um) O my need (um) O my cares (um) O my greed (um)
O my eyes (um) O my eyes (um)
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[break] Physical anatomy (uh uh uh uh)
Psychical lobotomy (uh uh uh uh)
Hyperactive symmetry (uh uh uh uh)
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O my pores (uh) O my pores (uh) O my pores (uh) O my pores (uh)
O my brain (uh) O my feets (uh) O my pain (uh) Sure is neat (uh)
O my pores (un) O my pores (uh)
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O my blad-der, O my blad-der, O my blad-der, O my blad-der
O my poses (uh) O my necks (u-uh) O my poses (uh) O my sex (u-uh)
O my blad-der, O my blad-der
I THINK I'LL MOVE (country) Forestville CA 23 Aug 2000
I went into town for some artichoke hearts
But artichoke hearts just couldn't be found
There ain't no artichoke hearts in town
I think I'll move to Watsonville
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I went to town for peyote buttons
I couldn't get high, I had to stay down
There's no peyote buttons in town
Think I'll move to El Paso
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I went into town for hot wet sex
I'm of the sheep, I'm tired of the dog
But there ain't no sex in town, in town
I think I'll move to Oakland
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I went into town for some exercise
Trim those thighs, trim those thighs
But I ate a Big Mac and an order of fries
I guess I'll move back in with you, with you
I guess I'll move back in with you
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I went into town just to see the lights
I got in a fight and they read me my rights
Now I'll be here 30 days and nights
I think I'll move outa state, outa state
I think I'll move outa state
A GOOD DAY (For Devouring) has moved here
REVOLUTION #85A (bluesy) Westport, CA 26 Aug 2000 *
We're having us a revolution - don't you wanna join?
We're having us a revolution - don't you wanna join?
There's'a buncha people sittin 'round, planning an attack
A couple girls making out on a sofa in the back
And some creep wandered in, I think he's looking for crack
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[chorus] We're having us a revolution - what a way to spend the year
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We're having us a revolution - d'ya pledge your soul?
We're having us a revolution - d'ya pledge your soul?
We're jiggering the networks, gonna crash the Web
Wipe out all the crime files, short-circuit every probe
Obliterate the corporations, watch the world revervberate [chorus]
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We're having us a revolution - what's in it for you?
We're having us a revolution - what's in it for you?
Think some revolution thoughts, do some revolution stuff
Get a revolution tan on your revolution muff
Collect all those experiences, you revolution buff [chorus]
A LITTLE BIT, A LITTLE BIT MORE Sebastapol, CA 28 Aug 2000
A song, a multi-layered piece, starting off in 13/8:
Da DAH da, da DAH da, da da da da da DAH, uh
-- like that, maybe, with words like:
A LIT-tle bit of AN-gie, and then a LIT-tle bit more
A LIT-TLE bit of LIN-da, and then a LIT-tle bit more
A LIT-TLE bit of SU-sie, and then a LIT-tle bit more
et cetera. And run that thru a few times; then, delete a beat at the
end of each phrase, so now we have one layer going on in 13/8,
and another layer going in 12/8 -- ah, maybe downshift that pitch
by a third -- and play those two layers together awhile, until they
re-synchronize. Then play them synchronized, both in 13/8, for a
couple of measures, and then add a third voice, a third layer, it's
pitched another third down -- break out that second layer back into
12/8, leave the first layer in 13/8... and set this next lower layer
into 11/8 -- at the same time, for each of these layers, take every
third note and harmonize it, drop it down about 2 or 3 octaves --
maybe every third note, maybe every fourth note -- and have this
whole overlay itself, or even generate even more layers beyond
that, see how far we can take it.
THE RATS IN HER HEAD Forestville CA 29 Aug 2000
The rats in her head are eating her brain
But she barely notices, not today
She's playing at being a lady of leisure
Taking her pleasure with drugs and toys and boys and dogs
The fog in her brain is just on the margins
No larger a worry than overspiced curry
The rats in her head, the rats in her head
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The rats in her head are eating her brain
The bit that remains after all these years
The marmelade wonder of gears and goop
She's out of the bigger loop
Running a treadmill to Heaven
Or someplace like that
The rats in her head, the rats in her head
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The rats in head are eating her brain
They're having a good time, and so is she
The cellophane membranes that screen her reality
Flicker and shimmy and shake and shine
The feeling's diving and so is the wine,
Some amyl, some ecstasy, sunrise and me
All in a hot whirlpool swirling from ear to ear
Washing out fears of
The rats in her head that are eating her brain
The rats in her head that are eating her brain
The rats in her head that are eating her brain
I COULDN"T ANSWER THAT Forestville CA 29 Aug 2000
da da DAH DAH DAH, da dattl-da-da
da da DAH DAH DAH, da dattl-da-da
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He tapped on the keys, he looked into my eyes
Said, "I gotta dance, y'know I gotta fly!"
"Do I gotta live? Do I gotta die?"
I couldn't answer that
I couldn't answer that
I couldn't answer that
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She got on the Web-cam, looked in my heart
She said, "Your turn's over, better re-start!"
She said, "Reconfiguring won't be so hard."
I couldn't answer that
I couldn't answer that
I couldn't answer, couldn't answer, couldn't answer that...
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I climbed up the mountain, and looked around
Put my clothes back on, climbed back down
The mountain asked if I knew what I was doing
I couldn't answer that
I couldn't answer that
I couldn't answer that
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The guards at the checkpoints don't take no excuses
"May - I - see - your - pa-pers - please?"
"Would - you - step - over - this - way - please?"
"Hands - a-bove - your - head - there - please."
"Get - down - on - your - knees - your - knees."
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They tapped on the keyboard, and checked on me
Yellow for two bullets, and red for three
They asked, should we shoot you while you try to flee?
I couldn't answer that
I couldn't answer that
I couldn't answer, couldn't answer, couldn't answer that
No no no...
THE RANDOM VICTIM Forestville CA 29 Aug 2000
She was walking down the sidewalk when she fell over dead
Maybe it was the alien rays to her head
Maybe it was toxic shock, maybe too much smog
Maybe she was bitten by a mad dog, mad dog
She's just the random victim
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She was just another causalty on the street
There weren't any death squads to be seen
Another random victim, another random victim
When will you be a victim too? [Huh huh?]
She's just the random victim
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Life is continuous, it never starts or ends
You only see the spurts and the splats and the splatters
We think that what happens in our lives really matters, but
Are you so important? Are you so important? Are you so important?
She's just the random victim
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[instrumental]
She was walking down the sidewalk, she fell dead on the street
Dead on the street, on the street, dead on the street...
She's just the random victim
Dead on the street, on the street, dead on the street...
She's just the random victim
Dead on the street, on the street, dead on the street...
She's just the random victim
BEHAVIOUR MOD (Reinforced) [loud] Forest Hills, Forestville CA 31 Aug 2000
My bad behaviour is REINFORCED
Everything I do is REINFORCED
Love me or hate me, I'm REINFORCED
Punishment, reward, it's all reinforcement
Reinforced, Reinforced, Reinforced
DA-DA-da-da, DA-DA-da-da
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Try to control me, I'm REINFORCED
Lick me or hurt me, I'm REINFORCED
Kick me with your dogma, I'm REINFORCED
Everything you do is just
Reinforcement, Reinforcement, Reinforcement
DA-DA-da-da, DA-DA-da-da
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My insane behaviour is REINFORCED
Your demure demeanor is REINFORCED
Trained to be addicted we were REINFORCED
Watching television is just
Reinforcement, Reinforcement, Reinforcement
DA-DA-da-da, DA-DA-da-da
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Behaviour mod, it's not so odd
It's all just training. pleasure and paining
Agreeing and complaining, emotional draining
DA-DA-da-da, DA-DA-da-da, DA-DA-da-da, DA-DA-da-da
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Fat or fit, I'm REINFORCED
Talk a line of horseshit, REINFORCED
Fucka ducka ducka ducka, REINFORCED
It ain't good or bad luck, it's
Reinforcement, Reinforcement, Reinforcement
DA-DA-da-da, DA-DA-da-da
OH, GRASSHOPPER Santa Rosa, CA 31 Aug 2000
She told him that she like her loving subtle
She waited patiently for his rebuttal
He stared off into space, he clicked his thumbs
He thought about a film he saw when he was young
He had no answers on the tip of his tongue
Da da da, Da da da, Da da da
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She looked for Meaning, she looked for Art
She shot a laser beam right thru his heart
He couldn't put up a beam deflector
If love's a virus, then what is the vector?
His mind's lost somewhere off in the Alpha
Sec-tor, Sec-tor, Sec-tor, Sec-tor
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There's nothing hidden, there's nothing cryptic
Her love's obstructed like a blocked septic
She got no satisfaction, she left that night
He couldn't tell that might is right
A lost grasshopper on an endless flight
Flight flight flight flight flight flight
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(la la...) (repeat and fade...)
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