Lambda Phase: 2002(9)


2020 [mutant elektro] - Novato CA 4 November 2002

It's the year 2020 We live in the land of good'n'plenty - [chorus:] And the watchers are everywhere, everywhere And they protect us, protect us - We're protected from the terrorists And from the goddam environmentalists [chorus] - The streets are always safe at night No matter how many heretics y'have to fight [chorus] - Y'always know what's safe to say And the sea's on fire far, far, far away [chorus] - So we cry a million tears And everyone who pisses us off, disappears [chorus] - There's a show of art woven into pantyhose But they charge us so much to go and look at those [chorus] - Nice decorative electrodes in my brain All I need is the right encoding to go insane, go insane [chorus] - Yes it's the beautiful year 2020 We live in the land of good'n'plenty [chorus]

LOCKED AWAY [funky bluesy] - San Rafael CA 5 November 2002

O they sent him to prison For a crime that wasn't his'n, yes - [chorus:] They locked him away, away, away - He told his story To that brain-dead jury, and [chorus] - Got eighty years in jail Turnin' chalky'n'pale, and [chorus] - Now he's building little churches For some holy cockroaches, well [chorus] - Got a three-strikes case 'Cause of someone else's face, and [chorus] - Yeah, there's nothin' so awful bad As forever at Soledad, well [chorus] - Now don't think this story's thru It could happen to you, yes - They'll lock you away, away, away, away, away...

ART ART ART [autobahnish] - Volcano CA 6 November 2002

Colored art that feels like fungus A decorative disease, like crabs Little critics drawing your blood Everything's so fabulous - Charcoal art on the roof of my mouth My tongue must be part of the concept Wriggling in dynamic waves Magical reality from the South [inside] - Complex art in four dimensions Artists committing suicide Death is part of the performance Interpreting the cold equations - Pastel art that sells to tourists Leaning against the barriers Is it art or is it garbage? Depends on what you risk

GONNA SHOOT ELVIS [rappish] - Volcano CA 6 November 2002

Don't ask me what ya want me ta do [chorus:] I'm gonna shoot Elvis, gonna shoot Elvis Don't show me where the dreams fade away [chorus] Don't tell me who ya want me ta kill [chorus] [inst] - Everyone has to take a chance [chorus] Everyone has to pretend to dance [chorus] Every guy has a snake in his pants [chorus] [inst] - I love the flames crawling over the hills [chorus] I love those multicolored pills [chorus] I love the way you stare at me [chorus] [inst] - Every bullet's a universe [chorus] Every love's a fantasy [chorus] You always meant so much to me [chorus] [inst] - Don't ask me what ya want me ta say [chorus] Don't show me where the fantasies go [chorus] Don't tell me why they have to die [chorus] [inst]

I WENT TO SEE YOU AT THE MUSEUM [acoustic] - Volcano CA 9 November 2002

I went to see you at the museum You were well-displayed in vitrine You were well-preserved You were well-preserved Your heart was open and glossy - I went to see you at the museum In a special diorama You looked so natural You looked so natural Like poverty in Alabama - I went to see you at the museum When Muslims blew up Washington Security was so tight Security was so tight The transit wasn't running - I went to see you at the museum Your memory is haunting Engraved in my heart Engraved in my heart Like King Tut or maybe Zion

The Cemetary, The Cemetary [bolero] - Windsor CA 19 November 2002

Parked across from the cemetary (From the cemetary, from the cemetary) Reading 'bout Frida Kahlo And it's such a nice day After the meteors - Sitting across from the cemetary (From the cemetary, from the cemetary) Hot-air balloons overhead Waiting for shops to open Waiting to be dead - Looking over the cemetary (By the cemetary, by the cemetary) Flags wiggling in breezes Not a cloud in the sky No infections disease - Fenced out of the cemetary (By the cemetary, by the cemetary) Gravel trucks roll by Moving tons of Planet Earth Beneath corporate jets - [instrumental] - Welcome to the cemetary (By the cemetary, by the cemetary) Welcome to tomorrow Welcome to today Welcome to now

YET [arhythmic/electro] - Novato CA 21 November 2002

The sky is turning blue With little puffy clouds Big white houses hanging on the hills - [chorus:] Yet, yet, yet, yet... - There's people walking by On both sides of the field Wild turkeys haven't come out today [chorus] - The leaves are turning gold The wind is from the east I haven't shot any jogging executives [chorus] - Security guy is balding I'm nodding at his stories We'll prob'ly both walk away from this [chorus] - Nobody's the persecutor Nobody's the victim either Nobody's the rescuer, not in this game [chorus]

The LET'S BOMB IRAQ Polka [jaunty polka w/kazoo] - San Rafael-Richmond CA 18 December 2002

It's CHRISTmas, we're unHAPpy, And the EConOMy's CRAPpy So let's BOMB Iraq, let's go and BOMB Iraq There's terror in the headlines, And those ever-growing breadlines So let's BOMB Iraq, let's go and BOMB Iraq Bombing cures so many ills, it's better than those yellow pills It's better than those thrills we get from crack The passions are a-boiling, and besides we need the oil So let's BOMB Iraq, let's go and BOMB Iraq - Korea's got some nukes, but we can't mess with those pukes We gotta BOMB Iraq, it's time to BOMB Iraq We just can't attack, someone who could fight back So now let's BOMB Iraq, we gotta BOMB Iraq Bombing's fully justified, look how many haven't died Cause last time, we didn't zap Baghdad The world all thinks we're crazy, but we can't ignore our destiny Let's BOMB Iraq, we've gotta BOMB Iraq - [kazoo solo] - Condy thinks it's vital, and when she gets mad, she's frightful So let's BOMB Iraq, she wants to BOMB Iraq The PENtagon is ALL ablaze to REturn to those GLOry days SO BOMB Iraq, it's time to BOMB Iraq [kazoo solo] - We gotta lotta weapons and a dictator to step on, So let's BOMB Iraq, we need to BOMB Iraq Saddam was once our friend but that chapter's at end So now let's BOMB Iraq, we're gonna BOMB Iraq We're threatened like the Deevil by that old Axis of Evil And our lies are all unraveling and black So come on, Armageddon, it's our first step into Heaven Go and BOMB Iraq, we're gonna BOMB Iraq We're gonna BOMB - I - raq (boom boom boom boom)

WHY CAN'T WE JUST BE FRIENDS? [salsa] - Forestville CA 20 December 2002

[instrumental intro - 4 lines] - Well she SAID that she felt LUCKY But she DIDN'T want a BABY then She SAID she couldn't FOCK me, and She SAID she couldn't SAVE me So I ASKED her for a HAND job And she ASKED me for a HUN-dred, and I SAID that's way BEYOND me, so Why CAN'T we just be FRIENDS? - [instrumental - 7 lines] Why CAN'T we just be FRIENDS? - Then she LOOKED me in the EYE, She said, *I* don't want to DIE But how CAN we live for-EVER In this FILTHY rotten WEATHER And so WE escaped the EARTH-quakes And WE escaped the SMOG [smog] And she SAID, I feel much BETTER now, I'll MAKE my peace with GOD - [instrumental - 7 lines] Why CAN'T we just be FRIENDS? - There's tor-NADOES in the SUBURBS And [some] FIRE on the HORIZON And EVERY-where I LOOK, The DISASTERS never end! But we STILL cannot be LOVERS 'Cause I CAN'T afford a HOVER-craft FORWARD in-to THE past, oh Why CAN'T we just be FRIENDS? - [instrumental - 7 lines] Why CAN'T we just be FRIENDS?

WE WISH YOU A [techno-carol] - Volcano CA 21 December 2002

We wish you a Merry XMas (3x) And Armageddon soon! We wish you a Happy Ramadan (3x) And death to the Jews! Hairy Krishna, Hairy Krishna (3x) Let's test-fire some nukes! - We wish you a Merry XMas (3x) Let's go stomp some queers! We wish you a Kool Kwanzaa (3x) Now gimmee more beer! A swingin' Saturnalia (3x) Take your clothes off here! - We wish you a Merry XMas (3x) And an ArchBishop's bite! We wish you a Happy Hanukkah (3x) And bombs when it's light! Go with the Great Spirit (3x) And gamble all night!

DYSFUNCTIONAL XMAS [lilting carol] - Jackson CA 23 December 2002

It's two days before XMas My RV's stuck in the snow The tow-truck's bells are jingling, jingling The highway sirens are jangling, jangling The fuzzy dice are dangling, dangling In the tow-truck's rear window - [chorus:] So have a dysfunctional XMas And maybe survive the new year (year) And maybe survive the new year (year) - It's one day before XMas The sun is pouring down The roadside slush is melting, melting The carolers are belting, belting Thru loudspeaker on their S.U.V. As they run over my new XMas tree [chorus] - And now it's XMas day I can't take it any more Pour me another 'nog Pour me another 'nog Pour me another 'nog And won't someone shoot that dog? [chorus]

DREAMTIME [calypso] - Novato CA 31 December 2002

I grew up at Disneyland Tom Sawyer's Island and Tomorrowland It all seems so much smaller now Like something that I lost [chorus] - [chorus:] It never rains in Southern California Sulphuric acid filters thru the smog It never rains in Southern California And what part of this can you believe? - I grew up at the Berry Farm Ghost Town and the Mission Trail It all seems so much smaller now Lost somewhere in dreaming [chorus] - I grew up in Motorland Under the dying smogberry trees It all seems so much smaller now Like something I shouldn't have [chorus] - I grew up in Futureworld With all synthetic memories It all seems so much smaller now Just about what I can expect [chorus] - [coda:] Living down in Motorland Living down in Dreamtime Living down in Rotorland Spinning like a top, yes I'm Spinning like a top, yes I'm Spinning like a top, [thud] [repeat...]



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