Monday, May 25, 2015

2.1483 : 5/25/09 : Remember (The Golden Age: 29/100)

3,623 : 28 ?




Don’t forget to remember
what you don’t want to forget
All our lives are a single moment
Whether you drift or charge or fret
What will you remember
What will float away
Maybe nothing’s important
Maybe it’s really always today
I remember many things
I’d rather would dissolve
But every living moment
there’s some riddle I can’t solve
What will you remember
What will float away
Maybe nothing’s important
Maybe it’s really always today
today today maybe it will be
magic and mystery maybe we’ll go free
What will you remember
What will float away
Maybe nothing’s important
Maybe it’s really always today
What will you remember
What will float away
Maybe nothing’s important
Maybe it’s really always forever today

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Saturday, May 23, 2015

2.1482 : 5/24/09 : One Less Thing (The Golden Age: 28/100)

Worries are piling up around my eyes
not doing right I’ve been doing it wrong for years
I’d rather not think about how far back
Some of these games go piling worries on the stack
One less thing to worry about
Yeah that would be all right I guess this is all right
One less thing to worry about
I hope to God it doesn’t keep me up all night
A terrible sound yet it probably means nothing
Some random terror any night might bring
but there’s no ignoring it it turns me upside down
Amazed I can even get by on this side of town
One less thing to worry about
Yeah that would be all right I guess this is all right
One less thing to worry about
I hope to God it doesn’t keep me up all night
One less thing to worry about
Yeah that would be all right I guess this is all right
One less thing to worry about
I hope to God it doesn’t keep me up all night
One less thing to worry about
Yeah that would be all right I guess this is all right
One less thing to worry about
I hope to God it doesn’t keep me up all night

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2.1481 : 5/23/09 : Rope (The Golden Age: 27/100)

Anything I might say is a line
Bad noise piercing through my excuses
I want to get out of here sad but true
I guess these old lines still have their uses
There’s an old line about giving me enough rope
I can’t decide if there’s much difference
giving someone hope
Asking why doesn’t rate much when there’s so much worse
out there so where do I get off griping
An there’s always some excuse about the future
Yeah there’s always some hell someone is hyping
There’s an old line about giving me enough rope
I can’t decide if there’s much difference
giving someone hope
There’s an old line about giving me enough rope
I can’t decide if there’s much difference
giving someone hope
There’s an old line about giving me enough rope
I can’t decide if there’s much difference
giving someone hope

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Friday, May 22, 2015

2.1480 : 5/22/09 : Contrary to Plan (The Golden Age: 26/100)

Very much contrary to plan
Something completely new began
You could blame the plan for being sudden and vague
you could blame the paltry nature of the new plague
You could blame the conversation for veering off track
You could lay it all on me for dragging it back
You’re not so bad given how it began
No surprise to outcomes contrary to plan
I don’t need to blame anyone not anymore
I don’t have to win and I don’t need to score
I don’t need to keep track but I do I do
Seems like you’re the only one accusing you
You’re not so bad given how it began
No surprise to outcomes contrary to plan
And the best laid plains oh the simplest devices
Who can blame anyone for stealing at these prices
You’re not so bad given how it began
No surprise to outcomes contrary to plan
No you’re not so bad I think I understand
Thank goodness for things going contrary to plan
No surprises every outcome is contrary to plan


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Thursday, May 21, 2015

2.1479 : 5/21/09 : Nothing Special (The Golden Age: 25/100)

If the best comes when you least expect it
When the rest comes then you best respect it
The whole wide everything comes as it is
And getting by, just getting by is the name of the biz
And it’s nothing special here, nothing to see
Just another little taste of what will be will be
It’s not important, don’t you get excited
well the best always comes uninvited
Throw my hands up is it prayer or despair
how it ends up tonight I’ll just get here from there
and tomorrow is a black box total mystery
Destined like all days to end up dead history
And it’s nothing special here, nothing to see
Just another little taste of what will be will be
It’s not important, don’t you get excited
well the best always comes uninvited
Nothing to see and nothing to do
Maybe no one has control as we woo and rue
And it’s nothing special here, nothing to see
Just another little taste of what will be will be
It’s not important, don’t you get excited
well the best always comes uninvited
And it’s nothing special here, nothing to see
Just another little taste of what will be will be
It’s not important, don’t you get excited
well the best always comes uninvited


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Wednesday, May 20, 2015

2.1478 : 5/20/09 : Margins (The Golden Age: 24/100)

Doing all the bad old things
slipping down the bad old ways
nothing’s changed everything’s changed
nothing but a flood of days
Slip one in the margins
get while getting’s good
tucked between the margins
columns of warped wood
Never good as that one time
always one to beat them all
I just don’t believe anymore
in the mission in the call
Slip one in the margins
get while getting’s good
tucked between the margins
columns of warped wood
Slip one in the margins
get while getting’s good
tucked between the margins
columns of warped wood
Slip one in the margins
get while getting’s good
tucked between the margins
columns of warped wood

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2.1477 : 5/19/09 : Grim (The Golden Age: 23/100)

Don't want hate it
Why debate it
Grim and no fun
don’t want this one
Rules and B.S.
All no, no yes
Grim and no fun
don’t want this one
Grim and no fun
don’t want this one
Grim and no fun
don’t want this one

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2.1476 : 5/18/09 : Dragon (The Golden Age: 22/100)

It’s going to shoot up into the sky
one more time time pass me by
ride the dragon ride ride
chase the dragon, run, hide
write it all down prepare for surprise
who knows what will meet your eyes
ride the dragon ride ride
chase the dragon, run, hide
ride the dragon ride ride
chase the dragon, run, hide
ride the dragon ride ride
chase the dragon, run, hide


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Sunday, May 17, 2015

2.1475 : 5/17/09 : Reset (The Golden Age: 21/100)

The troglodytes are going to get you anyway
Or it was just a bad start
The modern age requires no pocket change
one more game on the state of the art
I hit reset and do it all over one more game
recreate my day until my whole life’s all the same
I could set out but sitting here’s a safer bet
and if it goes wrong I can just hit reset
I’m addicted to these old school scrollers
need no peripherals like you rock and rollers
there’s no autosave no graveyard scene
You got to start right over go exactly where you’ve been
I hit reset and do it all over one more game
recreate my day until my whole life’s all the same
I could set out but sitting here’s a safer bet
and if it goes wrong I can just hit reset
I hit reset and do it all over one more game
recreate my day until my whole life’s all the same
I could set out but sitting here’s a safer bet
and if it goes wrong I can just hit reset
I hit reset and do it all over one more game
recreate my day until my whole life’s all the same
I could set out but sitting here’s a safer bet
and if it goes wrong 
and if it goes wrong 
and if it goes wrong I can just hit reset

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Saturday, May 16, 2015

2.1474 : 5/16/09 : It’s Okay (The Golden Age: 20/100)

Don’t tell me about the government
I don’t want to hear a bit of it
don’t tell me your conspiracies
Well it’s plain to see there’s always shit going down
Being right is not the greatest thing
when I can tell you for whom the bell's going to ring
So it’s okay to believe that things will be all right
Feel free to condescend to me
pretend I’m standing on a plank to see
we’re really all in this together
whether I cover my eyes or not
And being right is not the greatest thing
when I can tell you for whom the bell's going to ring
So it’s okay to believe that things will be all right
As everyone of us passes through
every night
then it’s okay to believe that things will be all right

Yes it’s okay to believe everything will be all right

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2.1473 : 5/15/09 : Chorus Blues (The Golden Age: 19/100)

I don’t believe anymore
you can replace talent with work
some people just have it
another nasty fate quirk
I can’t shake that feeling
right down to my shoes
I haven’t got the magic
got those chorus blues
Turned many a clever phrase
Words mean two or three things
but it’s all about the chorus
when the front man sings
I can’t shake that feeling
right down to my shoes
I haven’t got the magic
got those chorus blues
I can’t shake that feeling
right down to my shoes
I haven’t got the magic
got those chorus blues
I can’t shake that feeling
right down to my shoes
I’ve got to get the magic
to beat those chorus blues

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2.1472 : 5/14/09 : Bomb Range (The Golden Age: 18/100)

I’m coming in are your sirens blowing
I’m going low is your ack ack showing
don’t shoot me down it’s a work of art
I’m about to blow your resistance apart
Your heart is my objective
Your frail is my strange
Your heart is my objective
and you are my bomb range
I’ve got every egg in just one basket
knock me down again I might just blow a gasket
It’s not my responsibility to reconstruct
and anyway after it all the prospects sucked
Your heart is my objective
Your frail is my strange
Your heart is my objective
and you are my bomb range
Your heart is my objective
Your frail is my strange
Your heart is my objective
and you are my bomb range
Your heart is my objective
Your frail is my strange
Your heart is my objective
and you are my bomb range

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2.1471 : 5/13/09 : Quiver (The Golden Age: 17/100)

I’m afraid to count what I’ve got left in my quiver
Prayed to the god of war but he said cry me a river
Out of ammunition then I’ll have to retreat
Nowhere to go back to if I take to my feet
Premonition and it makes me shiver
reaching back my hand to find an empty quiver
can’t ride no horse can’t really shoot no bow
Why it’s a metaphor, I know, I know
coming up empty oh boy kid you’re deep
you’d think I could come up with this trash in my sleep
Premonition and it makes me shiver
reaching back my hand to find an empty quiver
Premonition and it makes me shiver
reaching back my hand to find an empty quiver
Premonition and it makes me shiver
reaching back my hand to find an empty quiver

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2.1470 : 5/12/09 : Line (The Golden Age: 16/100)

Can you make it before midnight
not half likely
you might make it will it matter
Step it sprightly
But you’re falling for the same line same line
I must be a damn fool that sounds fine
hell then screw the minutes
jump right in it
tell yourself whatever crazy shit
turn it all back again
turn it all back again
you’re falling for the same line
I must be a damn fool that sounds fine
you’re falling for the same line
I must be a damn fool that sounds fine
I’m falling for the same line
I must be a damn fool it sounds just fine

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2.1469 : 5/11/09 : Supposed To (The Golden Age: 15/100)

Am I supposed to buy it again
Some sense from this unholy din
Some direction some purpose to the flow
how anything at all might go
What am I supposed to do
let the red ink accrue
wait for the call or
wait to take the fall
This dull throb’s starting to feel like rage
hatred for the new day, hatred for the blank page
never learning always shirking
These pathetic little pegs I’m jerking
What am I supposed to do
let the red ink accrue
wait for the call or
wait to take a fall
What am I supposed to do
let the red ink accrue
wait for the call or
wait to take a fall
What am I supposed to do
let the red ink accrue
wait for the call or
wait to take a fall


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2.1468 : 5/10/09 : Rhetoric (The Golden Age: 14/100)

I’m sick of rhetoric
boom boom boom va-boom
no need to swing my dick
boom boom boom ca-boom
here’s what you sound like to me: boom boom boom
when I hear the word rhetoric I reach for my broom
Shutting up’s not enough
boom boom boom va-boom
So try and call my bluff
boom boom boom va-boom
here’s what you sound like to me: boom boom boom
when I hear the word rhetoric I reach for my broom
here’s what you sound like to me: boom boom boom
when I hear the word rhetoric I reach for my broom
here’s what you sound like to me: boom boom boom
when I hear the word rhetoric I reach for my broom

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2.1467 : 5/9/09 : Repetition (The Golden Age: 13/100)

If at first you don’t succeed
well the mother of necessity is need
Practice make perfect don’t it
I must have started very poor
I don’t feel halfway there (I guess I’m not)
I guess I don’t know what practice is for
Repetition one one two two three three
you you you you me me me me
If nothing’s perfect what is practice for
better’s better than never but better gets by too
I guess I better find a better line to believe in
I guess I better work the me me you you
Repetition one one two two three three
you you you you me me me me
You me him her them us and the perfect never comes
And I feel like I’m sitting at the back of the short bus and she hums
Repetition one one two two three three
you you you you me me me me
Repetition one one two two three three
you you you you me me me me
you me you me you me you me
you me you me me me me me

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2.1466 : 5/8/09 : Pardon (The Golden Age: 12/100)

You may borrow someone else’s crummy poison
never knowing or intending
You may be the one doing right
to find yourself supple and bending
Pardon pardon say what you must
nothing exempts anyone from dust to dust
What you’re hearing’s nothing personal
everything’s got value howso it might seem a bust
this bad noise is making me cringe
though it’s all smoke and entertainment
there’s just some horrible people out there
and my saying so just prove’s the column’s bent
Pardon pardon say what you must
nothing exempts anyone from dust to dust
What you’re hearing’s nothing personal
everything’s got value howso it might seem a bust
pardon pardon pardon pardon
it could happen to anyone
Pardon pardon say what you must
nothing exempts anyone from dust to dust
What you’re hearing’s nothing personal
everything’s got value howso it might seem a bust
Pardon pardon say what you must
nothing exempts anyone from dust to dust
What you’re hearing’s nothing personal
everything’s got value howso it might seem a bust
nothing’s personal dust to dust
nothing’s personal dust to dust

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2.1465 : 5/7/09 : Shun (The Golden Age: 11/100)

Shalt not shall and shalt not shall
that game is pretty old there pal
I got a lotta rule on rule I won’t do
this or that no not ever
I know I’m barking like a little dog
I know I’m not that clever
Shun darkness
seek light
wish a lot I was one
born for sweet delight
Well it’s all about all wrapping up
it’s all about the ritual
the future is a made up toy
reality is all virtual
Shun darkness
seek light
wish a lot I was one
born for sweet delight
Cannot deny the sweetness every day
Sometimes wish it was all I found to say
Shun darkness
seek light
wish a lot I wasn’t
born to these endless nights
Shun darkness
seek light
wish a lot I was one of you
born to such sweet delight

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