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High Noon 75
02:01
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VERSE 1: Praise your wins and ignore your losses,
Confess your sins and bear your crosses
Always stay a step ahead of your rival
Stab him in the back as you quote the Bible
CHORUS 1: But it don’t matter no how, there ain’t
no turning back now, Looks like we’ve reached our
high noon, looks like all mankind is doomed
VERSE 2: Nowadays a man’s just the money he makes
Expected to give but not to take,
Never gonna get what you need,
Your right to poverty’s been guaranteed
CHORUS 2: But it don’t matter no how,
there ain’t no turning back now,
Rich and poor drown themselves in booze,
Some tried to win, now all must lose.
VERSE 4: Come on, everybody, now into the streets,
Punch with your fist and kick with your feet
Body hits cement and bacteria decays it
The end is at hand and we can’t delay it.
CHORUS 4: But it don’t matter no how,
there ain’t no turning back now,
Soon there won’t be nothing left to sell,
what could have been heaven turned out to hell.
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2. |
This Is Our America
04:24
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VERSE 1: Cracked concrete and broken glass
Widow tossed out on her ass
College grad can’t find a job
Big bankers they still thieve and rob
CHORUS 1: This is our America today
This is our America today
VERSE 1: Union busting’s all the rage
We can’t make a living wage
The one percent, they call the shots
While the infrastucture rots
CHORUS 2: This is our America today
This is our America today
This is our America today
This is our America
BRIDGE: Thieving hearts of rock ‘n’ roll
We swarm the streets
in search of something like a soul
In the avenues and parks,
chanting slogans, striking sparks
Finding faces set and cold,
a dream that’s now been sold
VERSE 3: Babylon it sets the rules
Playing us all for fools
Cops lined up with clubs and gas
An army for the ruling class
CHORUS 2: This is our America today
This is our America today
This is our America today
This is our America
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7 and 7 Is
02:45
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KRLA Beat
03:44
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VERSE 1: Plastic circles, black groove spin
One way out and one way in
Transistors carry sounds of love and sin
VERSE 2: Ain’t talkin’ bout the underground
Want to groove again to that AM sound
When the styles went spinning round and round and
Round
CHORUS 1: KRLA Beat!
It’s the sound of summer, baby!
Pounding rhythms in the street
VERSE 3: Talkin’ bout the sound of ‘66
From the urban streets to the rural sticks
Motown horns and fuzztone guitar licks
CHORUS 2: KRLA Beat!
It’s the sound of summer, baby!
Pounding rhythms…
BRIDGE 1: Sing the body electric guitars
With songs beamed in from distant stars
A million radios, a million cars
BRIDGE 2: We were strangers in the night
Feeling lost and so uptight
Transistors made it seem alright, yes they did now
When we were tuning in
VERSE 3: From Altadena to Huntington Beach
The ear candy’s never out of reach
Got to learn the lessons that the DJs teach
Hear ‘em preach!
CHORUS 1: KRLA Beat!
It’s the sound of summer, baby!
Pounding rhythms in the street
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6. |
Heroin
06:32
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7. |
The Hermit
03:55
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Verse 1: There's a black cloud that follows him around/
Following the hermit of Vernon
Laughing at the world/ Pollock painting-swirled
Wired up for sound and churning
Chorus 1: The hermit says that "people are no good/
That's why I've got my hideaway
Me and Susie Q like the things we do
I plug in my SG and play"
Verse 2: "Coltrane's Last Gig" is gray and strange and big
The spiritual icon of Vernon
The hermit says "The world is gonna end"
But there's a laughter in his eyes that's burning
CHORUS 1
Bridge 1: I hope it's true you're happy dancing on the inside
Still feel connected to the outside world
Spinning round and round in your lush green corner
of the big world wide (repeat)
Verse 1
Chorus 2: Just another human ball of contradiction
Won't get down on his knees and pray
Spiky songs of anguish generating friction
Warbling in the void blue Jay
Bridge 1 (without repeat)
Bridge 2: Leslie Gore is singing "It's My Party"
And if we want it, it's our party, too
You can cry if you want to but I'll be dancing in the big
world wide
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Planned Community
04:14
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Verse 1: It's the modern way to live out our days
In a planned community
Pay your bills on time and you'll be free of crime
In an atmosphere of tight security
Verse 2: They'll fill up your time with things to do
Like fun social activities
Structure your day for you from morning through
And at night you'll have a drink and watch TV
Chorus 1: Sitting alone facing these choices about my life
Freedom and uncertainty cut me like a knife
Looking around I see the way that it will be
If I lose myself inside the planned community
Verse 3: Work from nine to five or if you are retired
You play poker in the rec hall afternoons
Dinnertime at six, company at eight,
Who'll be leaving at ten because it's late
Chorus 1: Sitting alone facing these choices about my life
Freedom and uncertainty cut me like a knife
Looking around I see the way that it will be
If I lose myself inside the planned community
Verse 4: It's the price I pay to try and get away
From the planned community
Pay my tax each year and work to suppress the fear
Bubbling up in insecurity
Chorus 2: Sitting alone and it's getting lonelier each year
Autumn was my season but now I start to fear
That like the leaves turned crisp and gold
and falling from the tree
I'll be raked into the basket of the planned community
I'll be placed inside the casket of the planned community
I'll be raked into the basket of the planned community
I'll be placed inside the casket of the planned community
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9. |
Walk Away Renee
02:55
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VERSE 1: Every day my ship comes in
But I’m not waiting down at the dock
Distractions, D minor seven
Strip the cold hands from the clock
VERSE 2: Opportunity knocks at my door
But I’m safe behind my deadbolt lock
Stereo sounds through the mists of the decade
Strip the cold hands from the clock and
CHORUS: Every day my ship comes in
Every day my ship comes in
Ain’t gonna play that game,
Cause I’m afraid that I might win
I’m afraid that I might win
VERSE 1: Every day my ship comes in
But I’m not waiting down at the dock
Distractions, D minor seven
Strip the cold hands from the clock
CHORUS
VERSE 2: Opportunity knocks at my door
But I’m safe behind my deadbolt lock
Stereo sounds through the mists of the decade
Strip the cold hands from the clock and
CHORUS 2: Every day my ship comes in
Every day my ship comes in
Ain’t gonna play that game,
I’m afraid that I might win (repeat last 2 lines 4 times)
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11. |
Forms and Structures
06:50
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Verse 1: Forms and structures, institutions
Trapped in a web of impersonal pollution
Facing a society stagnant and unhealthy
Everybody's powerless except for the wealthy
Verse 2: Heirarchy, determinism and inaction
Talking to a neighbor is an interaction
Printouts on computer paper, error in the program
Flashes from the silo screaming out from Oklahoma
Bridge: And I woke up crying in the middle of the night
Overwhelmed by my fantasies I shivered in my fright
Stark visions of a loneliness existing among friends
Total isolation where my terror never ends
I further faced a trial court that nodded at my guilt
My questions brought no answers because the concepts had been killed
I was led into a corridor where echoes were denied
Referred to institutions when institutions were defied
Verse 3: Procedures and processes, conduits and channels
I.D. cards you carry round to present to the panels
Meet you on the cancer ward where everybody's equal
When we watch the TV show, we know we'll miss the sequel
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13. |
They Got 3 I's
04:53
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Verse 1: There's lots of chairs in the Job Service office
There's lots of chairs in the Job Service office
There's lots of chairs but there ain't no jobs (repeat)
If I could just find the time to talk to other on the line
I'd see, I'm in good company
And know the truth was what she said to me
And know the truth was what she said to me
Verse 2: They got 3 I's in an institution
They got 3 I's in an institution;
They got 3 I's, why can't they see? (repeat)
If I could just waste a day and go down to the beach
and play, I'd feel
I found a remedy, for the weariness that's been
plaguing me
For the lie that says that work will set me free
Verse 3: There's lots of trees in the petrified forest
There's lots of trees in the petrified forest
There's lots of trees but there ain't no wood (repeat)
If I could just give her one sign through a glass of wine
Well, then I'd know, it's not just for show
And then we'd find a quiet place to go
And then we'd find a hidden place to go
And then we'd find a hidden place to go
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14. |
Surfing on Mars
04:01
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Happy Ending New Haven, Connecticut
Happy Ending formed in 1983. Inspired by garage rock, psychedelia and folk rock, the songs on debut vinyl LP “Have A Nice Day!” sported lyrics dark with Reagan-era political dread. Thirty years later, the current lineup features original members Hank Hoffman and Richard Brown—now playing guitar and flute as well as sax—along with drummer Tom Smith and bassist Randy Stone. Pop meets psych freakout. ... more
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