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Antenna
03:45
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Antenna
My face is too close to the picture
I know I can’t see the truth
If anyone is out there
Please send me some proof
At times I sense a presence
But it’s hard to maintain the energy
To raise my level of awareness
Beyond hypnotized reality
Antennae I am a conduit
Antennae I am a vessel
Antennae I am ready
Antennae Talk with me
I don’t believe in aliens
Ghosts or UFOs
I’m more concerned with finding intelligence
In Vermont, Kansas and Idaho
The enemy is watching
Seductive, corporate and strong
But the rebel alliance is waiting
To hear the rallying song
Beats, hippies, punks and anti
The torch is passed down the line
Ask yourself the eternal “Who am I?”
Ask yourself “is now the time?”
Go walk the streets of anywhere
Read signs, coincidence and clues
The universe is beneficent
An invisible army is helping you
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2. |
Parade
02:53
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Parade
Everyone got nervous when the local Antifolk bar put long red velvet curtains on the stage
Such a scene I've never seen of dizziness and whispers of outrage
And little Frankenstein was so unkind when he said, "Hey, they've desecrated my grave!"
And little Susie Twoshitz reacted as if Auschwitz reopened up its maze
Parade
Meanwhile in Washington democracy came undone no one in the bars said a thing
Rides were organized, announcements made but no one went down to protest the king
Meanwhile, in the city, the cops were given freely new rules to search and seize who they please
No protest singers could be found only handwringers with their frowns down upon their knees
Parade
Community is a lying word we use to describe the social life raft called fear
What we called empowerment turns out to be a shower meant for those deaf enough to hear
So if you see me standing on the corner of befuddlement looking to the streets and the skies
It's only 'cause what I thought was dream theatre turned out to be a nightmare in disguise
Parade
In gossip we find all the chocolate treasures we need to keep ourselves up high
High above loyalty, decency and common sense where we can flit and fly
But candy wings tend to melt beneath the light of responsibility and consequence
Yeah, pardon me if I refrain to participate in this old small town square dance
Parade
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3. |
The Human Torch Song
01:55
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The Human Torch Song
I'm a blue man
In a pink flame
And I wonder when
I'll see you again
I'm smoking now
Your brand name
I'm burning hot
in the cold rain
Honey, my heart went onfire
When you said goodbye
Consumed by desire
I lit up the night
I'm the Human Torch,
You're the Invisible Girl
When I saw through you
I saw the world
Still, I miss you
Long after you're gone
Just a word from you
And I flame on
All my friends say that
Love is letting go
But it feels more like
I'm melting pieces of my soul
Still, I miss you
Long after you're gone
Just a word from you
And I flame on
I'm a blue man
In a pink flame
And I wonder when
I'll see you again
I need you
I want you
I gotta have you
FLAME ON!
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4. |
Junior
03:00
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Junior
Junior's in the city and her heart is all a treble
She's been scouting out all the wrong places to be
This one last chance to get it all together
Was blown before she even got an answering machine
Now her rent is late and her period is later
And Percodan and aspirin might as well be the same damn thing
All those Velvet songs of glory just told her half the story
Loneliness and boredom are the flipside of those dreams
God, there must be people somewhere far from the clock's cruel stare
She senses they're presence in music, art and song
And they got voices full of wings and faith thick as bone
And all their answers feel like she's coming home
Junior's in the city and her brain is a rebel
It's been feeding her lines from a dog-eared script
This one last chance to keep it all together
It seems so hard when she's so ripped
Hey, Junior, there's an answer that no pop song can deliver
I'm sorry but it has to do with time and space and God
Let no one tell you different but Mother Mary and Mrs. Einstein
Both thought their kids were a little odd
God, there must be people somewhere far from the clock's cruel stare
She senses they're presence in music, art and song
They have voices full of wings and faith thick as bone
And all their answers feel like she's coming home
like she's coming home
Like Junior's coming home
Come on home Junior we got supper waiting
I'll save you a place at the table Junior
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5. |
Do The Next Right Thing
02:57
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Do The Next Right Thing
I hear the dark side calling
Starts with chocolate then the internet
Whispers to pick up a cigarette
And forget, forget, forget
But I got new tools for living
Starts with asking for forgiving
And being kind to myself
Put those worries up on the shelf
And just do the next right thing
Just do the next right thing
I can't help thoughts occurring
Emotions attached with claws
But how I react to feeling attacked
Is a choice that I can make
So, fight or flight, hey, take a backseat
Let me just sit still and be
Gonna let go
And intuitively know
To just do the next right thing
To just do the next right thing
Enemies are astonishing mirrors
They make lives so much clearer
To love or to hate
To accept or to manipulate
Inside myself there stands a cathedral
I can decorate or destroy at my will
I just pray this hour
To have the power
To just do the next right thing
Do the next right thing
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6. |
Love Song #1
02:24
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LOVE SONG #1
The trees traced ancient patterns across a Rorschach sky
While his hand caressed the moonlit valley of her breast and thigh
The cat stepped lightly across the piano keys
The air filled gently with feline melodies
Just like that love songs come
Just like that love songs are number one
The song slipped slowly across the writer's mind
He thought that he'd finally found out the perfect rhyme
To describe the way her body twisted time
While she sipped coffee from a Brazilian clime
Just like that love songs come
Just like that love songs are number one
Later in the shifting summer afternoon
He sits at the piano and works out the tune
That the cat danced beneath last night's moon
A poem to leave his lady love in the hope to see her soon
Just like that songs come
Just like that love songs are number one
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7. |
Power Lies Within
01:58
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Power Lies Within
The way she looks
The way she looks at me
The way she looks
The way she Looks to me
Her power lies within
Power lies within the way she moves
The way she moves
Moves in time with me
The way she moves
Moves through time with me
Her power lies within
Her power lies within the way she moves
Ah, ah
The way she sings
Sings her song to me
The way she sings
Sings her songs to me
Her power lies within
Her power lies within
The way she sings
The way her heart
Beats in time with mine
The way her heart
Beats through time with mine
Her power lies within
Her power lies within
Her heart
Ah, ah
Ah, ah, ahhhhh
The way her smile
Changes everything
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8. |
Secrets Theme 2
02:58
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Secrets Theme 2
Here we go!
Yeah!
Now!
Now!
You're OK!
Let's Go!
Now!
Zap!
Pow!
Yeah!
You're OK!
You're OK!
(Ending!)
Keep going!
We did it!
Yeah!
Let's Go!
Go!
Whoooo!
I can't hear anything in my headphones right now. Check one, check two. I still can't hear myself and I'm hearing lots of echos.Check one, check two. Check one, check two. Check one, check two. Check one, check two. Check one, check two. Check one, check two. That's good.
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9. |
Sixties Girl
04:00
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Sixties Girl (For Jean Seberg)
Pretty little Sixties eyes
Queen of the butterflies
Your world was so colorful
There was no black or white
There was only love
A fairytale in France
Waltzing with Othello
The princess and the panther
In the Parisian summer
For so many love is a question
And for them hate is the only answer
They spied on you from their tower
You made them choke on their cigars
Hey, Jean, I read about you yesterday
And how they planted stories in the press
With a paid-off gossip columnist
Confused the art with the artist
They condemned the act with the actress
They turned your life into a holy mess
Leaving you pale and breathless
Until you couldn't pass the final test
You could never win
And it could happen again
Flowergirl beneath a world of stone
Maybe now they'll leave you alone
Still, I thought I'd write a song, a half-poem,
For you and the next Sixties girl
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10. |
Wail Away
02:22
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WAIL AWAY
Hot boy red come wail your way free
The babes are in the circus they fell out of the tree
The priests are in the paper, God is on T.V.
I need a note, I need a golden note, to bring life back to me
Little girl blue let's dance away the night
The bands are hungry and looking for a fight
Their fans are so angry they haven't had a bite
Me, I need a twist, a simple kiss, of your sparkling moonlight
Wail away
Wail away
Wail your way free
Wail away
Wail away
Wail your way free
Come on kiddies, scream back at the storm
Your mom is in a cadillac hitting on the corn
Your dad's a walking heart attack waiting to be born
But you can have things different now that you've heard the horn
Wail away
Wail away
Come wail your way free
Wail away
Wail away
Come wail your way free
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11. |
Wendy
01:47
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Wendy
I bought a rose for Valentine
To your house on Eros Lane
My friend Mike drove me there
And I never been anywhere so scared
I found a pop quiz with your name
I spent weeks practising the same
Swirling W's into E's
So as to have the hand of Wendy
Well, I loved you from sixth grade through high school
And I wonder if you knew
Yeah, I wonder where you are today
Wendy
Driving your kid home from little league
Maybe you'll put the radio on and you'll hear me sing this song
Will you know that you're the one?
Wendy
Well, I loved you from sixth grade through high school
And i wonder if you knew,
Yeah, I wonder where you are today
Where are you now?
Wendy
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12. |
Let's Make A Movie
04:23
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Let’s Make a Movie
I got a Robert Mitchum cigarette slicked across my lip
I got a Mexican sunset strapped tightly to my hip
The ceiling fan is strobing my thoughts and whipping heat
A few centavos more and I’m back on the streets
You're the señorita with the lipstick swirling dreams with each stroke
Can you lend a bum a dollar? Honey, can I bum another smoke?
The consulate is busy
The embassy’s a joke
I’m stuck in this country and I’m running out of luck
And I want to make a movie
Let's make a movie
Scene one: I say I love you
Scene two: You love me
Scene three: we get together
Scene four: we start a family
Let’s make a movie, I wanna make a movie.
Stunt double!
They don’t make ‘em like they used to adventures and mysteries
So, I started up some trouble to cancel out my misery
And if you’ll just cut loose I’ll take you along with me
You’re the kind of girl you should be in a movie
Scene one: I say I love you
Scene two: You love me
Scene three: we get together
Scene four: we start a family
Let’s make a movie, I wanna make a movie.
Action sequence!
Let’s make a movie starring you and me
Running away together to a foreign country
Find ourselves a preacher who don’t speak no inglee
I want to make a movie; let’s make a movie
Alright cut!
To be continued...
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Lach Edinburgh, UK
Lach, founder of the Antifolk movement and star of BBC Radio 4's The Lach
Chronicles.
‘Beat-punk-unplugged joy!’-The Guardian UK
‘Splendid! Best of it's kind!’- Mojo
‘Incredibly bright, influential, funny, poetic.’-Suzanne Vega
‘Best punk guitarist since Johnny Ramone.’-Billy Ficca of Televis
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