1. |
Channel 7
02:31
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Channel 7
Be my whore
Understand this situation
Not right in the
Head - Defective
Her bedsit, we’re
Antisocial
When she went down
I caught her
Drowning over
Channel 7
They call me mad
Behind in drag
A white face crawled out of
The backwall
Mescalin war
Severity
Of
The highest order
Don’t wanna act cool
Don’t need education
Refused segregation
Let’s be what we are...
Only afraid
My debt was paid
At the last commercial
I’m home... I’m home...
I’m home... stuck
In a
Chair.
’98.
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2. |
Deja Votila
05:07
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Deja Votila
You questioned my views
Could’ve been my muse
Now you’re just a line
Of sorrow
Feel the blue, electric sky fade
It’s a violent, neon highway
Riverdown tomorrow
And we drink to the antichrist at dawn
My tears, they shall savor blood-drawn
Streets forever
Evening falls, the church bells sound
Save me from the morning, she’s been calling around
Deja Votila
A wild evening near the shore
Deja Votila, folklore
I’m not the God you think I am
Deja Votila, partisan
My crushed bow
haunted the house
Religion
paved your way
Beg, steal or borrow
Never mock the dead
But it’s a well worn path I tread
With the same quotations read
At Nun’s Corner
Aphrodite near the railway track
Hand over coffee black
Depression soon to follow
Trappings of success
Dial Square had me assessed
A future laid to rest with nostalgia
Made for each other, we were made for each other
Sullen moon, transparent glass
The Finnish backroads call you home
Fated to live our lives alone
Fated to live life in the past
In the past...
You questioned my views
Could’ve been my muse
Now you’re just a line
Of sorrow.
Written around 1999.
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3. |
Angeltrains
05:33
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Angeltrains
Me, oh my
Then I heard you laughing
‘neath the perfect sky
Racing blind
Barrenbound I had to get away
Tonight the Angeltrains got
Rain on the tracks, hurray
I’m a slacker on a fact fed course
With his back to the wall...
Stare as you sleep
Lost in your mazy run
I got a one-way ticket down Paranoia Street
Destinated for Avalon
Barrenbound I had to get away
Tonight the Angeltrains got
Rain on the tracks, blasé
I’m a slacker...
We drink alone
On precocious benches
Brandified, broke glass
And carved my name there
Everything to lose & nothing to gain
Everything to lose & nothing to gain
Everything to lose & nothing to gain
Angeltrains.
Written around 1999.
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4. |
Mass Identity Crisis
02:48
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Mass Identity Crisis
Take me
As a poet & a
Lover
Cut up
Skin is ethereal
Vampire
Harlots, reflective
In the aftermath
Of
Storm
Offered shelter
Beyond our hilled
Graffiti dawn
And I can’t understand why they
Treat us
This way
When you have it all planned
Nothing ever happens
For it’s
Mass identity crisis
Made to last
This time around
Slacker
Girls trade
Gender by the singles scene
Subway
Dream
Children are surreal
Let’s get stoned by the sea
Let’s refine drunken monotony
Before I fall asleep, be
Supreme!
I
A
M
G
O
D
.
’98 – 2000.
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5. |
Dandelion
03:42
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Dandelion
Oh it’s strange
The way you stare at me
I can’t get a handle
On the morning trees
And it’s cool
I can’t begin to say
Just how much I hate
Your every way
What the hell am I supposed to say
When you’re in my face
Feel like drinkin’
Feel like sittin’ around
Dandelion
Such a dandy kind of girl
Sweet melody of petals
Lying at your feet
Dandelion
Such a dandy kind of girl
But you can’t steal this heart
Oh it’s strange
The way you’re movin’ me
I lose all direction
as I’m spun around
Sammy Dee
You mean the world to me
Waitin’ down the stairs
You’re a sofa queen
Why on earth do we exist at all
Running up against a suburban wall
You want another chance
But I can’t cut out the time
Oh it’s strange
The way you stare at me
I can’t get a handle
On the morning trees
Why on earth do we exist at all
Running up against a suburban wall
You want another chance
But I can’t cut out the time
Dandelion
Dandelion...
’94.
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6. |
Amphetamine Screen
04:41
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Amphetamine Screen
I stood on the edge
Of another shore
In another time
Wasted
On some bed
Side dream
Unfinished crosswords
Scattered on the mind
Country life, it beckons still
I’ll be a star, she never will
Be mine
Serenity’s full kiss
On tilted wings
Was all that I could ever
Bear
Just to hear
Your voice again
Against the rain
Struck
Windowpane
Amphetamine screen
Somehow makes it all worthwhile
Amphetamine screen
Wake me from this crazy void
Amphetamine screen
I stay
Annoyed by
Everything she never said
Violetcars race by
Leaving all of my
Strictly
Overactive imagination
Bare
Angels of the foreign hills
Chilled out
Refrained from
The
Obvious
Lived our lives
In movie stills
Her fields
Are
Serious
For wear & tear...
Bridges
Haunt us
In
Negative fear
Fences shimmering
Softly in here
A room without reason
A sunset we break
Into a thousand
Sharded tears
Violetcars race by
Leaving all of my
Strictly
Overactive imagination
Bare
I left us there...
Every time.
January, ’98.
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7. |
Bad Hair Day
04:17
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Bad Hair Day
Too late
In a nightdress
I crawled out the window
Her guest,
To be out of her face
On a bad hair day,
Just to feel out of place
Is a bad hair day.
I believe in fate
When it suits me,
‘cause destiny came along
Too early.
Nights are hard,
Burn your bridges
For a shot at being my time.
Foreign sun chased us
Over the mountains,
It’s when you think about the rain...
I arrive.
Failed musicians fill her
Silverscreen,
She’ll lie with them all,
She’s a drama queen
To be never replaced
On a bad hair day,
Just to reel from the taste
Is a bad hair day.
To be out of her face
On a bad hair day,
To be last in the race
Is a bad hair day,
Once engaged & led astray on
Promises made,
And as I kissed
Her angels’ parade...
She walked
Away.
Monday morning 2:41 am,
August 18th, ’97.
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8. |
Devil & The Lady Sage
08:36
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Devil & The Lady Sage
Promiscuous stars
Danced
Over the sky,
Had us caught
In
The vampire reflection
Of
Night, of night...
In your arms
There was openness
Between lovers, we find
grace in loneliness,
In dreams
I turn the final page...
The devil & the lady sage.
Hand
In hand,
Decembers’ last goodbye.
Were we deceived
By
The vampire reflection
Of
Night, of night...
Streets of rage
Where I lay to rest
Between lovers, I find
grace in loneliness.
We sensed
The passing of an age...
Devil & the lady sage.
Friday,
January 15th, ’99.
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