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Fireworks Superstore
04:00
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Fireworks Superstore
Slow down the road is on fire
Seen the smoke three miles away
It’s heating up, the traffic stops
Down by the certified scales
Hey all you cowboys and clowns
Bikers and the faithful blessed
They're showing up to watch it burn
Looks like a goddamn mess
Rockets all around
American and out of this world
Rockets all around
American and out of this world
Rockets all around
American and out of this world
Tintinnabulation of the shell shock shooting
Register's about to blow
It was the grace of the Lord above
That everyone escaped
Another one burnt down in that town
Five years to the day
That’s what the reports say
It was a pyrographic circus display
In the shadow of the symbol of a giant cross
Like a kind of Judgement Day
Rockets all around
American and out of this world
Rockets all around
American and out of this world
Rockets all around
American and out of this world
Tintinnabulation of the shell shock shooting
Register's about to blow
The fuse the flame the flash the fumes
The bomb the boom the burn the blast
Get out of there fast
Get out while you can
Get out with the cash
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2. |
Never Gonna Last
03:15
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You're up in the front
Sit back down
Transmissions receiving
just ain't enough
You're up in the front
Sit back down
Can't determine the reason that you're the conductor
Particles in the spectrum they're taking you over
Don’t think you said that you don’t know
Don’t think you said to come back to the fold
Future slowed down as it was so old
Don’t think you said to come back to the fold
You're up in the front
Sit back down
All your disappearing
Is a phase in the flow
All your interfering
Face the animal
All your backwards steering
Based it all on a feeling
What you mean bears repeating
So get down in the front
Don’t think you said that you don’t know
Don’t think you said to come back to the fold
Future's said and done as it was so close
Don’t think you said to come back to the fold
Never gonna find the past, never gonna make it last
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Speedin' Up
02:44
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Speedin' Up
Things are speedin' up
It's both good and not good
Worn a rut
Down this path before
Rolling stones and cones converging
Narrowing time bends a beam of light
That points the way in the dark
That goes away from the spark
Away from the start
Things aren't slowing down
Acceleration all around
Yeah the future is cut
Been through this door before
Time is a form of perception
Analyze it with a critical eye
It's open to interpretation
Expectation of an answer why
The lunar landing was the beginning
Hard to believe we're still in the fight
Advancing
Moving away from understanding
Away from understanding
Things are speedin' up
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4. |
Bad Voltage Blues
03:28
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Bad Voltage Blues
Electrocute or diffuse
System's overloading, don't you disapprove
All you got going boy is the dirt beneath your shoes
The ground is broke, so the current soaks
Sets you up at 60 cycle buzz delight no quiet crack the fuse
What you got is the bad voltage blues
The breaker flips and the power strips
Don’t go to the overload for a therapeutic fix - you might call it quits
It's bad voltage
Pick up that plug, plug it in real snug
Shocking cracking shreds of static feeding back and smoking burnt and blue
Not sure what is happening or what we're going to do
Magnetic poles resist control
Zero of potential courteous and cold
The charge is lit - isn't it bad voltage
Power goes untamed so the hum remains
Alternating current can't you take the blame - it can't be fixed
It's bad voltage
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5. |
Scrap Traders
03:02
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Scrap Traders
They're taking from the churches, all across the nation
They're taking from the schools and the power sub-stations
They take it from the streets, they take it from AC
When they're done taking yours, they'll take it from me
Lost in the wilderness in the city
Can't get your wings under control
Can't give back those things you stole!
Scrap Traders, you do me no favors, you're taking down society
Scrap Traders, you do me no favors, you're taking down the country
They're climbing to the top of the AT&T Towers
Prying off the lights, even if it takes them hours
Packing their pipes with the profits from the lights
stealing all the metal in sight
Lost in the wilderness in the city
Can't get your wings under control
Can't give back those things you stole!
Scrap Traders, you do me no favors, you're taking down society
Scrap Traders, you do me no favors, you're taking down the country
They take it from computers, and from televisions
They take it from the gaslights from the furnace to the kitchen
They're taking all the scraps from everything they see
When they're done taking yours they'll take it from me
Lost in the wilderness in the city
Can't get your wings under control
Can't give back those things you stole!
Scrap Traders, you do me no favors, you're taking down society
Scrap Traders, you do me no favors, you're taking down the country
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6. |
Step Back Trip
03:30
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Step Back Trip
Working so close to craziness
Blue light outside, blue light in
Watch it all at once dim
Cancel these thoughts if you would
Turn back before if you could
At least be a bit misunderstood
Clean house keep complicating
Feeling faint like it has flown away
Working so close to craziness
Watch it all at once dim
Layers between are thinning
Try to keep refining
The ravel keeps unwinding
Step back trip and spin
Take a walk and fall in the pit
Through with it step back trip have a fit don't waste
your time with this
Working so close to craziness
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7. |
Blood On The Blacktop
03:56
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Blood On The Blacktop
You come from the east side of town,
and me from the North.
Our kind meet in-between,
a place where we can take cover,
and ditch the mistress for another.
You been coming down hard on me
Those pills you take aint workin' for 'ya,
Those pills you take aint workin'...no.
Big sky don't shed no rain here,
Yet floods in the south.
We dance to keep it clean,
A place where we can take cover,
A place where we can take cover.
Blood on the blacktop
Way too high for such an attitude,
gotta a little fight left in 'ya,
gotta a little bite left to 'ya.
Sounds crazy if you're asking me,
relieve the pressure with a hammer,
relieve the pressure with a hammer.
Blood on the blacktop
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No Explanation
03:02
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No Explanation
You got the poison idea waiting in line
Consuming your health
It sticks in your mind biding its time
'Til you take it down off the shelf
So undercover it's already gone
Got to disappear
A cover operation there's nothing to see
Nothing here
It's just as we feared
Thinking those thoughts that won't get out of your head
The pressure keeps building won't get out of your head
Injecting interference in the circles around
A dimension of infection
Another mirror image that's reflecting the times
Open your eyes to a change in direction
Distorted information, disorientation
Can't take any action
Observing the defense to the turn of events
You've been driven to distraction
Thinking those thoughts that won't get out of your head
The pressure keeps building won't get out of your head
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9. |
King Of The Road
02:34
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King of The Road
Throttle up and turn the wheels in motion
Improve your speed and performance with this solution
Bottom out, until full submission
You got the keys to increase my commission
Bottom out until you peak
Say bottom out you piece of meat
Yeah, stick me once
You got to throttle it up
Keep your hands on the wheel and your foot on the floor
You got to bottle it up
Sold my soul to the rock n roll you crown me
King of The road
Ride the high and stay clear of the shield
It's in your eyes, it's how you feel...how you feel?
Bottom out, until full submission
You got the keys to increase my commission
Bottom out until you peak
Say bottom out you piece of meat
Yeah, stick me once again
You got to throttle it up
Keep your hands on the wheel and your foot on the floor
You got to bottle it up
Takes a toll on the soul when you're
King Of The road
King Of The road
King Of The road
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10. |
Stella Maris
02:51
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Stella Maris
Elemental tides washing over
Take cover, take a breath
Moon's a dagger, curved and crashing
Cuts you like the wind
Your ship is made of ephemera
Phases and stages, planets in transit
Its not the way you planned it
The sun burns, the ice cools
The tide washes over you
Your tempest just won't settle
Stella Maris
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11. |
Double Barrel Quarantine
03:47
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Double Barrel Quarantine
Driving through the jungle streets
It's a border stop by the local thieves
It’s a double barrel quarantine
Imagine it unraveling
Double barrel quarantine
Rum and gasoline
Won't you look at the picture outside of the frame
Things that you see are not happening
Changing, staying the same
Realize it’s not what you think
Reality contaminated by a dream
The eye of the needle stares endlessly
Intense, sustained, continuing stream
The tree is growing by dying seed
The serpent slides in ashes and leaves
The eagle soars in the mountain breeze
It’s a double barrel quarantine
Living in duality
It's a double barrel quarantine
Mescal and kerosene
Won't you look at the picture outside of the frame
Things that you see are not happening
Changing, staying the same
Realize it’s not what you think
Reality contaminated by a dream
The eye of the needle stares endlessly
Intense, sustained, continuing stream
The tree is growing by dying seed
Don’t hold on to the form, Lord, don’t hold on to the form
Forward in reverence, forward in awe
Echoes, imitations, records that are just too old
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12. |
Jim
03:29
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Jim
There’s a lot of bad stories going around about Jim.
Workin’ on the weekend at the fillin’ station.
If you notice, people disappear after askin’ directions.
How they end up, well. People ain’t talkin’.
The sunlight bleached his soul of sin. X4
Was a late night ride in the deep dark moonlight.
Crazy kinda’ feelin’ took a hold of him.
Don’t remember anything till it become daylight.
There’s a lot of bad stories going around about Jim.
The sunlight bleached his soul of sin. X4
There’s crazy stories about Jim. Some ain’t been heard.
It’s like somethin’ snapped inside of him, and the old Jim never returned.
Some folks say it’s the devil, come to make his claim.
They say the voodoo’s here and it’s gonna’ stay that way.
The sunlight bleached his soul of sin.
The sunlight bleached his soul of sin.
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The Darkhearts Cincinnati, Ohio
The Darkhearts take their songwriting cues from Thelonius Monk quotes, books of voodoo and news of the weird. They perform dynamic original songs about odd things. Copper thieves, fireworks superstore explosions, invaders from space, Stella Maris, failure of luck, halos, maniacs, and bad voltage are all addressed. This band of seasoned songwriting fanatics is dedicated to a collaborative mindset. ... more
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