DESERTED (folk/country) Forestville CA 1999 & 6 Sept 2000
She walked down a desert trail
Drank red port with the rising full moon
She saw a lonely quail
Running for shelter, none too soon
Dusk turned the sunset hills indigo
Blackening as the moon flies
Some rustling in the creosote nearby
Some evening bats climbing the sky
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[Chorus] And the desert rats laughed and sang
They laughed and sang (and sang and laughed)
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She looked into the desert night
Smoked to-bac as the cereus bloomed
Heard footsteps pad on sand
Saw wild eyes reflecting brushfire flames
Ghosts of shamans danced across the night
Mesquite smoke carried their chants
She walked into the desert night
Felt the changing energy balance [chorus]
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She ran down the desert wind
Squatted and peed while the visions remained
Left a blurry footprint
On the skinwalkers' cold pathway
She laughed easily, took another drink
Sloshed around inside herself
She left the desert far below
Climbing the obsidian night-tree [chorus]
EVERYTHING IS Forestville CA 7 Sept 2000
(chords: AM7-FM7-etc; rhythm: 5/5/5/1)
Ev'ry day I pray / Ev'ry night I fight / Ev'ry week I leak (uh)
Ev'ry job I rob / Ev'ry eve I grieve / Ev'ry Greek I sneak (uh)
Ev'ry Turk I hurt / Ev'ry Hun I shun / Ev'ry freak I streak (uh)
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[chorus - half-speed:)
Ev-ry-thing - is - the - same - the - same
Ev-ry-thing - is - the - same - the - same
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Ev'ry pork I fork / Ev'ry dork I pork / Ev'ry crumb I plumb (uh)
Ev'ry ham I spam / Ev'ry spam I ram / Ev'ry run is fun (uh)
Ev'ry jerk I work / Ev'ry friend I bend / Ev'ry run's undone (uh)
[chorus]
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Ev'ry sex is next / Ev'ry text is sex / Ev'ry crook I hook (uh)
Ev'ry duck I fuck / Ev'ry fuck I duck / Ev'ry book I look (uh)
Ev'ry shot is hot / Ev'ry snot is shot / Ev'ry juke I puke (uh)
[chorus]
PHARMACEUTICALS (chord changes: LOVER) Trenton CA 8 Sept 2000
I took the first drug, it made me quite mean
I took the next drug, it turned me bright green
And then the next drug made me mutter obscene, I took
Ev-ve-ry drug that you've ever seen
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And then the next drug made my ears go red
And the very next drug drove me out of my head
Another dose and [then] I was nearly dead, I've taken
Ev-ve-ry drug, like I said, like I said
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[break] Phar-ma-ceut-i-cals are so much fun
I've nearly taken ev-ve-ry one
And now I'm staring right into the sun
What sun? What sun? What sun? What sun?
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I took the next drug, it racked-up my heart
The next dose, I could do nothin' but fart
This stuff is science, or maybe it's art, I've used up
Ev-ve-ry drug, now where do I start?
MULTIPLE PERSONALITY BLUES Fulton CA 8 Sept 2000
I looked in the mirror, and all I saw was you
O yes I looked in the mirror, and all I was you-ou-ou
Ain't it wunnerful, so wunnerful, what some plastic surgery can do
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I looked out the window, and the whole world was on fire
Yes I looked out the window, the whole damn world was on fire
Another Molotov cocktail, is my only desire
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Well I wish I was you, I wish you was me,
I wish I was two, yeah, I wish you was three
Yes I wish I was you, doncha know I sure wish you was me-ee-ee-ee
O what I would give for, another multiple personality, yeh yeh yeh
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O I talked to my therapist, she told me I was doin' well
Yes I went to see my therapist, and she said I was doin' so well
Then I put that shotgun on her, blew her sorry ass to Hell
OUT ON THE WESTERN PRAIRIE (minor CW/folk) Santa Rosa CA 8 Sept 2000
[chorus] Out on the western prairie
Where the prairie dogs congregate
She ate some fine peyote
Now her mind is doin' great
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She hitch-hiked out of Flagstaff
Caught a ride to Cimmarron
With a stash of seeds and a bag of beads
And a dress of pure Rayon [chorus]
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She talked about her mantra
She talked about her goal
To the Pleiades on her hands and knees
Where the Space Brothers gyre and roll [chorus]
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She hopped on her unicycle
Pedaled north to destiny
Crossing Raton Pass on her shapely ass
Just as normal as you or me [chorus]
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The prairie dogs, they taught her
The Space Brothers taught her too
Not to hope too much, not to love too much
The same as me and you [chorus]
CLONE-SEX (cyber-waltz) Santa Rosa CA 8 Sept 2000
I want to have sex with your clone
And you can have sex with my clone
And our clones can have sex with each other
Then you can have sex with me
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We can all have sex together
With our clones and ourselves and each other
With our sisters and brothers and uncles and aunts
and cousins and so many others
As long as we're pro-tec-ted adequately,
from ev-er-ry S.T.D.
You never know what kind of shit you can get
From yourself and your family
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I want to have sex with your spirit
My spirit can have sex with you
Those gods and goddessess, all the time screw
So why not me and you?
And you and you and you and you
And you and you and you...
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I wanna go teledildonic
And virtually [meta]orgasmic
And extoplasmically plasmic
As orgasmic as we can be
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I wanna have sex with myself
And you can have sex with yourself
And ourselves can have sex with theirselves
And maybe some dwarves and elves
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I wanna look right into your sex
And you can look right into me
With video cameras to leave nothing out
It's as na-tu-ral as can be
REALITY BLUES Lodi, Calif 11 Sept 2000
The dream is real, reality's a dream
The dream is real, reality's a dream
You are what you are, I am what I seem
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The pain is real, reality's a pain
The pain is real, reality's a pain
It's whatever bites your ass, It's the endless game
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Pick thru the puzzle, chew thru the muzzle, suck up and guzzle
Love, love, love, love...
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I'm 'way past mystery, I'm 'way past feeling bad
I'm 'way past mystery, I'm 'way past feeling bad
I'm stuck in this reality, It's 'bout all I ever had]
YOU DON'T HAVE TO (raggy) Kenwood, Calif 11 Sept 2000
You don't have to share your feelings
I've got enough already, thanks a lot
You don't have to share your feelings
'Specially if you don't feel so hot
You don't have to tell me 'bout your latest disease
Or your ruined love life or your new crop of fleas
You don't have to share your feelings
Not unless you like to get shot
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You don't have to share your misery
I've got enough already, don't y'know
You don't have to share your misery
Don't ya have some where else to go?
Misery is a private thing, so I've heard said
So keep yours private or I'll make sure you're dead
You don't have to share your misery
There's plenty 'nuff of that to go 'round
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You don't have to be so ug-ug-ly
There's nothin' plastic surgery can't fix
You don't have to be so ugly
Were you whopped by two ugly sticks?
[instrumental]
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You don't have to be so formal
Just relax and set a casual tone
You don't have to put your skin on
You can just leave your skeleton at home
Don't do nothin' fancy, or too ex-pen-sive
A big, bright smile is all that you have to give
You don't have to act important
Just pretend you're lathered up in foam
THE MOTORCYCLE SONG (folky) Clements, Calif 11 Sept 2000
[half-speed] Thought I'd have some fun / Out on high-way one
Went out for a ride / Skidded on my backside [full-speed]
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I went out motorcyclin' / Needed a shot of tetracycline
To fight off all the bugs that're hikin' / Up and down my head
Got scraped up, I look frightenin' / Now I feel my temperature spikin'
Guess I shoulda took that old Greyhound instead
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[half-speed] I felt the salty breeze / Blowin' thru the trees
Took a turn too fast / Landed on my ass [full-speed]
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I went out motorcyclin' / Needed a shot of tetracycline
To fight off all the bugs that're hikin' / All around my head
Got scraped up, now I'm sure frightenin' / Now I feel my temperature spikin'
Guess I shoulda took that VeeDub MicroBus instead
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[half-speed] Asphalt ain't no fun / Skiddin' on your buns
Ain't no safety belt / Can protect you from yourself [full-speed]
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I went out motorcyclin' / Needed a shot of tetracycline
To fight off all the bugs that're hikin' / In and outa my head
Got scraped up, my scars are tightenin' / Now I feel my temperature spikin'
Guess I shoulda took some mass-transit instead
THEY LAUGHED (multispeed) Ione, Calif 11 Sept 2000
They laughed at my taste in clothes
Said my garb looked really weird
Doncha think taste is overrated?
If they got it and you don't, doncha just hate it?
Why bother wearing clothes anyway?
(bum bum bada bum, bada bum bum)
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They laughed at my latest song
'Cause it didn't rhyme too good
Doncha think rhymes are overrated?
If they rhyme and you can't, doncha just hate it?
Who ever said that a song could be wrong?
(bum bum bada bum, bada bum bum)
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They laughed at my new girlfriend
Said that she looked really strange
Doncha think looks are overrated
If they got'em and you don't, doncha just hate it?
They say two ears are better than one!
(bum bum bada bum, bada bum bum)
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[break] Normality, Normality, Normality, what's that?
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They laughed at my good old dog
'Cause he's really an alligator
Doncha think dogs are overrated
If they got'em and you don't, doncha just hate it?
Who needs a smelly old dog anyway?
(bum bum bada bum, bada bum bum)
RITUAL ABUSE GODZ (blues rock) Trinidad, Calif 30 Sept 2000 *
They said I was a bad, bad boy
They said I shouldn't play with dead toys
They said I shouldn't raise the dead, just to
Talk to them and talk to them, endlessly
It's ritual abuse, ritual abuse
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They said I have some bad, bad habits
They said I shouldn't slaughter rabbits, and
Dogs and horses, just to brings bad corpses back to life
They said I shouldn't use my knife
It's ritual abuse, ritual abuse
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Who says the living are better than the dead?
Who says the living are smarter than the dead?
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They say I shouldn't do these rituals
They say I shouldn't treat you as victuals
Feeding you to spirits, feeding you to demons
Feeding you to worms & germs & things
It's ritual abuse, ritual abuse
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But what do they know? But what do they know? But what do they know?
THREE OR FOUR Trinidad, Calif 30 Sept 2000
Parked on the coast of California, in the fog, in the trees
Below the fault-line, below the tree-line, before the freeze
The waves are crashing like mercury, like hot lead, like antimony
The waves are crashing like mercury, like hot lead, like antimony
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The fog is in the trees, the trees are in my heart, my heart is in the fire
The fire is in the moon, the moon is in my eyes, my eyes are three or four
The 3 or 4 of you are 3 or 4 of me are near or here or there or far
The 3 or 4 of you are 3 or 4 of me are near or here or there or far
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[break] What kind of rough immortality is threatening?
Whose face do I see that's blistering, that's weathering?
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Give me your life, give me your death, give me your blood, give me your breath
Give me your heart, give me your breast, give me your art, give me the rest
The night has gone like a song, like a stone, like a storm, like a stain
The night has gone like a song, like a stone, like a storm, like a stain
(WE LAY) TOGETHER (slow) Trinidad, Calif 30 Sept 2000
We lay together, our lips together
Our hearts together, our toes together
You lay together, your lips together
Your breasts together, your eyes together
They lay together, their lips together
Their heads together, their thighs together
We lay together
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We lay together, our lips together
Our breaths together, our lies together
You lay together, your lips together
Your hair together, your air together
They lay together, their lips together
Their tears together, their years together
We lay together
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