THE HERO'S SONG (chant) Carlotta, Calif 2 October 2000
Now sing of the glorious hero's code / to be generous, handsome, brave in life
To give of all you have to give / to glow with inner beauty, grace
To battle with your last ounce of strength / to love as fiercely as you may
And loyalty to your great comrades / absent meanness, jealousy and fear
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Now sing of the glorious hero's life / of fighting, focking, drinking, art
To fight each battle to its end / to fock each lover, thick and thin
To drink to vict'ry or defeat / to sing about the thread of life
This is how you play the game / this is how you name the name
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Now sing of the glorious hero's death / for every hero, every villain
Dies soon, naked and alone / with loyalties to friends and cause
With bravery against impossible odds / with generous gifts of all you had
All swept away with your mortal tide / all washed away in in your flood of blood
For every life is but a spark / and every day ends with the dark
FRUITY DAYS [baroque] Carlotta, Calif 2 October 2000
Gaze upon the tangerine day, dreaming day, happy day
Every day we may be murdered, betrayed, enslaved, cheated
Abducted, experimented upon, conspired against, reduced
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Bite into the persimmon day, stormy day, diamond day
Shift the shape you started today, end the day transformed
Every day we may be abstracted, redacted, empowered, deflowered
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Dive beneath the pomegranite day, delirious day, bloody day
Reality is what we make it, or not, or more, or less, or whatever
Race thru realities like odometers counting miles from now to never
SAVING SINNERS GODZ (bluegrass) Carlotta, CA 2 October 2000 *
Have you saved any sinners lately?
D'ya keep'em in formaldehyde?
And are they stuffed & mounted
Or are they pressed & flattened
Or are they just digitized & dried?
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Have you saved any sinners lately?
D'ya have a fine collection on your shelf?
Would you rather save the redwoods
Or the gay whales or the Hudson River?
Have you thought much about saving yourself?
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[instrumental couplet]
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Have you saved any sinners lately?
Have you got even more than you know?
Count'em: 1, 3, 5
7, 9, 19, 20, OOPS!
Well now, you've run right out of toes!
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[instrumental fantasia]
CROSSDRESSING COWPOKES (country waltz) Carlotta, CA 2 Oct 2000 *
Ain't you the cutest cowgirl? A-singin' with the band
With a rope around your neck and a pistol in your hand
Dressed in the latest fashion, in the cutest cowgirl skirt
'Bout as wide as a double rawhide quirt
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Ain't he the cutest cowboy? Dressed in his cowboy suit
Dancing like he's got a flock of scorpions in his boot
And makin' such a fuss, to prove he ain't no wuss
A cowboy's gotta do what a cow-boy must
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[chorus] Be careful of a cowgirl or a cowboy for a friend,
You'll never know how the story ends
[instrumental couplet]
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Ain't they the cutest cowpokes? They're moving in a trance
They're taking off their dresses and they're taking off their pants
They're swapping all their clothes -- This only goes to show
There's cross-dressing cowpokes near' everywhere you go [chorus]
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[instrumental verse]
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Have you ever seen cowboys who show off shapely thighs?
Or cowgirls with moustaches and bloody big black eyes?
Then welcome to the West, where women are tough and hard
And so are the men, and the cattle all run scared [chorus]
ABSENCES (Living Logic) Carlotta, Calif 2 October 2000
What are you now? What have you been? Have you ever really been?
What is silence but the absence of sound?
What is darkness but the absence of light?
What is being but the absence of nothingness?
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[chorus] What are you but the absence of me?
What am I but the absence of you?
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What are we? What have we done? Have we ever really mattered?
What is peace but the absence of war?
What is love but the absence of hate?
What is knowledge but the absence of ignorance? [chorus]
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Why are we? Why should we be? Why shouldn't we be?
What is sharpness but the absence of dullness?
What is music but the absence of silence?
What is culture but the absence of barbarity? [chorus]
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Where are we now? Where were we going? Are we a target?
What is time but the absence of space?
What is life but the absence of death?
What is death but the absence of breath? [chorus]
YOUR LIPS / FALLING Carlotta, Calif 3 October 2000
[all parts overlaid, even/odd times on alternate channels]
(7/8) Your lips on my hunger, your lips on my wonder
Your lips on my sadness, your lips on my madness
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(5/8) Your lips so cold, your lips so bright
Your lips so old, your lips so light
Your lips the storm
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(3/8) Your lips
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(9/8) My heart fell thru an open door
Your heart fell thru an open door
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(7/8) My eye fell upon you, your eye fell upon me
My lips fell upon you, your lips fell upon me
My hand fell upon you, your hand fell upon me
My heart fell upon you, your heart fell upon me
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(5/8) My eyes so deep, your eyes so deep
My lips so dark, your lips so dark
My hand so hot, your hand so hot
My heart so strong, your heart so strong
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(3/8) My eyes, your eyes, my lips, your lips
My hand, your hand, my heart, your heart
ON A REDWOOD BEACH Carlotta, Calif 3 October 2000
The clouds are sharp white filagrees above
Beeswax candles, feather dusters wet with vapor
Against the blues of skies, the greens of trees
While winds blow down the granite canyon walls
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Autumn on the North Coast, autumn in my mind
The river's low, shadowed by the gouged bluffs
A couple hours of sunshine, a couple hours without fog
Some days of peace between the road and noise
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Redwood forest at my back, more on the other side
Red ants building cities underneath me
Round rocks along the river and scattered shrubs and leaves
And the pale sun crawling thru the clouds above
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[instrumental couplet]
The clouds are thinner now, thickening in morning, evening
The air thins and thickens on the same schedule
TASTE, FEEL, TOUCH Carlotta, Calif 3 October 2000
Taste my strength, taste my singing / Feel my heat, feel my weakness
Touch my heart, touch my hatred / Taste my love, taste my longing
Taste, feel, touch
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Feel my fear, feel my frenzy / Touch my teeth, touch my tonsils
Taste my tongue, taste my tartness / Feel me hard, feel me lazy
Taste, feel, touch
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Touch my soul, touch my swelling / Taste my mind, taste my magic
Feel my sores, feel my softness / Touch my nose, touch my knowing
Taste, feel, touch
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The time is time, be time all time, be time
The mine is mine, be mine all mine, be mine
Taste, feel, touch
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The dead are dead, be dead all dead, be dead
The fed are fed, be fed all fed, be fed
Taste, feel, touch
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The love is love, be love all love, be love
The blood is blood, be blood all blood, be blood
Taste, feel, touch
FILLINGNESS (sad waltz) Carlotta, Calif 3 October 2000
Your life seems filled / with some kind of ability
In some kind of society / and some small notoriety
Your nights seem filled / with some luminosity
And some loud verbosity / and some virtuosity
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[chorus] And how do you fill you nights? Where do you fill your ways?
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And how do you measure the abilities of others?
Of yourself and your brothers / and me?
And why do you savor the society of strangers?
Of composers and disposers / and thee? [chorus]
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And when do you nose out the notorious and glorious?
The serious and mysterious / and we?
And where do you lap up the brightness and lightness?
The grease of excellence / endlessly? [chorus]
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So talk now of the relative and transitive and transformitive
And watch words take flight in the night
And fill the night with skillfullness and willfulness and tenderness
And throw another fading kiss into the light [chorus]
SHOW YOURSELF TO LOVE (techno) Carlotta, Calif 4 October 2000
Love takes all their time, time takes all their love
Love's the perfect crime, crime's the perfect love
They have no love of reason, they need no reason to love
They have no love of order, they find no order in love
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[chorus] Love is pain, pain is love
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Love is all they need, need is all they love
Love requires no speed, speed requires no love
Love roasts in the flames, flames consume their love
Love demands no names, names command no love
[chorus]
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[break] The love of machinery, the machinery of love
The love of complexity, the complexity of love
The love of finery, the finery of love
The love of vexation, the vexation of love
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Love is all they are / Are there any loves?
Love is near and far / Where are any loves?
Love is all they own / Own up to your love
Love is what they've shown / Show yourself to love
[chorus]
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Show yourself to love, show yourself to love
Show yourself to love, show yourself to love...x
(I Do) MY LOVE (bluesy) Carlotta-Scotia, Calif 4 October 2000
I wrap my love in fur and feathers
I wrap my love in silk and leathers
I drown my love in fire and fears
I drown my love in bitter beers
My love bathes in foxfire
My love chews thru barbed-wire
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I send my love to northern places
I trap my love in studded traces
I give my love the Book of Thoth
I drape my love in gold-spun cloth
My love swallows glow-worms
My love launches fire-storms
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I see my love thru the night
I see my love thru the day
I see my love thru the moon
I see my love thru the sun
My love spins the planets
My love spins the stars
ORGANIC POLKA has moved here
CHAINSAWS FOR BUDDHA GODZ Leggett-Rockport, Calif 4 October 2000 *
I am a chain-saw carver, my spirit drives me to it
I'm carving out whole forests to express my inner heart
Now you can come and join me, bring out your revelation
Using blessed power tools for your holy, divine art
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[chorus] Chainsaws for Buddha! Chainsaws for Krishna!
Chainsaws for Mohammad, and for Jehovah too!
Chainsaws for the holy! Chainsaws for the sacred!
Carve a tree for destiny, and bring out all that's in you!
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Go carve yourself a deity, yes you can do it easily
I carve a god or two myself to start each blessed day
Bring out the spirit in the tree and love each twig with sancity
Get splinters in your knees every time you kneel to pray
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[chorus] Chainsaws for Jesus! Chainsaws for Isis!
Chainsaws for Persephone, and Quetzlcoatl too!
Chainsaws for damnation! Chainsaws for redemption!
Carve a tree and worship me, and blah blah blah blah bloohie!
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