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NDS
01:55
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Fragments, fragments
Fragments all I get
I want and want more, but fragments all I get
Change, change see you age
In three month intervals see me age
It's not unusual
Space, space
There's too much space, there's not enough space
Yes (no)
Yes I wanna say no, but I don't
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2. |
Atomic Cafe
04:56
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The announcer came on:
"Ladies and gentlemen
We have a big surprise for you tonight
here at the Atomic Cafe
the most far out night spot on the Moon
If you'll direct your attention to our monitors
As I speak there are thousands of missiles in flight
over the Northern Hemisphere
of our beloved mother Earth"
About this time a waitress arrives with our vapors
A couple of inhalations and I'm
floating in ether
As I look across the great void
How far we've progressed
All I have loved now destroyed
Did we ever exist?
There is no more at the door
To leave us to ponder
All I have loved now destroyed
Did we ever exist?
I don't think so
Well, I said Civ.
As I have known you
I'm reaching out
But you keep eluding me, 2, 3
I said Civ.
As I have known you
I'm reaching out
But you keep eluding me, 1, 2, 3
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3. |
1-2-3
02:50
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I see you formed an opinion 1-2-3
But have you heard the facts? 1-2-3
You scream injustice 1-2-3
As you begin your attacks 1-2-3
Well on the out, well on the in
Innocent
Oh but no one
No one is innocent
I ha-have this theory 1-2-3
No solution will come 1-2-3
Until the corpses are laid 1-2-3
Out to decay in the sun 1-2-3
We all go down, we all go down
Or no one
Yes we all go down, we all go down
Or no one drown
baby baby 1-2-3
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4. |
Station
02:48
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Oh is the Milky Way (They were passing through the station)
Deep in its speckled light (A normal business day)
Guiding the ancient ships (When a man stepped out from behind them)
On Arctic seas tonight (Without words he opened fire)
Sky is an open mind (They hit the ground balloons of water)
Vast and forever growing (Spent and lifeless on the floor)
Earth is a precious gift (I'm blind to reason)
On this brutal killing day
I'm watching the moon drip
into a pool
Of florescent cream
that congeals to gold
The stench in Milwaukee
of rotting meat
is yesterday's news
hardly matters to me
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5. |
Flasher
03:32
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Kim of the Youth
you turn me on
I'm invisible man
hiding in your stall
Nothing is sacred
No secret is safe
Your tongue will betray you
By then it's too late
Watching my fingers
disappear inside
Nothing shrivels a lemon
like indifferent eyes
When you say you're sippin on some today yeah
Let me tie one back the woman say oh yeah
Now I know yes I know how it is to play
Many time looking back to the girl with an A
No No No-no-no-no
Summertime when I think sometimes of you
I don't wanna know
Your political point of view
Now you see you're sippin on stuff today yeah
Let me tie one back the woman say oh yeah
Now I know yes I know how it is to play
Many time looking back to the girl with an A
No No No-no-no-no
Summertime when I think sometimes of you
I don't wanna know
Your political point of view
Summertime when I think sometimes of you
I don't wanna go
Maybe it's time Take a pill Take a pill
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6. |
Subdued
03:09
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As you drive through the fog
in the early morning
It surrounds you It surrounds you
And thoughts do roam
to bring you home
It's been a long long long time
since I've been home, since I've been home
It's a crime
Your race subdued
under our heel
I don't el(xp)ect you to forgive
respect how you feel
I can't change the past
Oh no but I won't be a scapegoat
for all your ills
break down
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7. |
Prez Clinton
02:15
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We do some really sick shit
To each other
Explicit
to each other
News scene of the beating in the street
News scene of the beating in the street
News scene of a beating in the street
Marmalade a spot of tea would go
Quite nicely
Don't talk to me about President Clinton
What or what will not be done
Get off your mind and give yourself to help someone
Now if you're just gonna sit there
Get your ass out of the way
Lobbyists may represent you people but they don't speak for me
I'm not waiting for the Savior
I'm not waiting for the Savior to
I'm not waiting for no savior to come
Like you Baptists who pray, every Sunday
Look within if you want a solution
Don't blame your bullshit problems on me
Get off your mind and give yourself to help somebody
Tick tick was that clock that kept moving
the end.
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8. |
The Politician
03:54
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Hope it make you cringe
hope it make you sweat
Wake you in the middle of the night
shifting with regret
As I try to earn back my own self respect
So you decided to leave
Let me help you pack
Do me a favor don't leave a forwarding address or number
'Cause I don't wanna know about you
if you still exist
I dig a hole in my mind for you to die in
a silent dismiss that goes like this:
Two years gone how come I don't give a goddamn
as you simply up and leave, a politician
trying to make amends
Two years gone how come I don't give a goddamn
as you simply up and leave, a politician
trying to shake my hand
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9. |
Damaged
02:47
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Regular lunch a rubber bunny
Barbeques and bassoons
In the school we march watch TV
Seein a movie under the sea
Seein a movie under the sea
Try take a ride Why do it
Try take a ride When you never been in it before
TV cinema flag that full screen Marco Polo I disappear
You're a badass punk'n up your teacher together
Bobby leave your sister alone
You've been a fuckin good time
Smashing in windows
Leave your signature can upon another scene nah
Sad perdition
Well as you all know the place I've seen
Up in the garden so grey-hey
I said Hey Now Now cuz ya gotta get off
A little on now now cuz ya gotta get off
I said Hey Now Now cuz ya gotta get off
Tune to 96Rock plays Zeppelin more
For the hearing impaired
For those who wanna guitar
These are the garden the smell so good
I wanna here all the day
Hey Now Now cuz ya gotta get off
Hey Now Now cuz ya gotta get out
I really need to I really need to
I really need to get out of this hole
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BOB Atlanta, Georgia
BOB, the art-rock/postpunk/whatever band from Atlanta in the 1990's, was one of the great underrated gems of our time, check
out my previous BOB posts... It was great that they were so prolific and provided us with so much material to digest....- James Joyce from the Beyond Failure blogspot. Here's the link for an interview and more about BOB:
beyondfailure.blogspot.com/search?q=bob
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BOB recommends:
The dark intensity of PV peppered with free form jazz; a nice evolution and window into the talent of the ATL music scene.
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Geographic Tongue
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The rhythm on "Eisenhower's 1953 Inaugural Quote" provided by a photocopy machine. Sonic molasses.
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Good Thing They Ripped Up The Carpet
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Weird and wonky deconstructed post-punk from EXEK is full of changing moods, textures, and all sorts of unexpected sonic surprises.
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Brilliant experimental outfit Parlor Walls return with a killer new single boasting chest-collapsing digital beats and snarling guitars.
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