Saturday, September 30, 2006

66 : 6/15/98 : (untitled)

And old man a very old man
crazy bloodshot eyes and shaking hands
whiskey cheeks and cigarette cough
waiting for his stop to get off

Son he said come down to my hole
see an amazing sight to behold
See what I call a very old man
Come and view a mighty span

Next to a steam pipe wrapped in a rug
Greybeard dreadlock shoulders shrugged
Deep etched lines of misery
This is what he said to me

I built a room to live in
I built a soul that would not give in
I built a vicious furious noise
I shouted out with a mighty voice

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Friday, September 29, 2006

65 : 6/14/98 : Political Song

A logic that cuts both ways
I see the youth of today
sinking further into the stupor
of television fueled consumerism

This is our inheritance
as masters of the world
This is the inheritance
of the sons and daughters
of this brave nation

To peer into the magic screen
That only ever says one thing

Oh what you gonna
buy today
kid what you gonna
buy today
what you gonna make them
make you buy today
or are you
one of those
people they’re slowly
turning grey

So many people that they’re slowly
turning grey

Who are they
do we need them
can we not
master ourselves
can we not hold them at bay

What will you pay
your rest
your joy
your time
your peace
your fair share
of this
earthly feast
your health
your love
your friends
your voice
the real
power of
your choice

Raise up your hands

You can read an explanation of the origin of these lyrics here

Thursday, September 28, 2006

64 : 6/13/98 : Perfection

If I promised to respect the perfections
of every moment
Would that make it right,
finally
What is this lack of will
We carry
It’s always just a moment

Breathe did he breathe
did he breathe
A truth to set you free
would it carry me
As well
oh well

Will I feel it when I’m
going
Will I be unafraid then
Will I feel myself becoming one
with it all
All in all
All in all
Is it really about
perfection?
Are you expecting
perfection?
Do you recognize
perfection?

You can read an explanation of the origin of these lyrics here

Tuesday, September 26, 2006

63 : 6/12/98 : Now or Never?

In the cave in the cave at the end
of the tunnel that comes out between
the roots of the great tree from
the fields of my youth in the
great white cave illuminated by
undying mystic fire on the
throne the stone hewn throne
on the dais sits the queen the
high priestess she who neither
sleeps nor eats but only watches
the undying mystic fire that
lights the cave I found at
the end of the tunnel that I
followed to find her that
I did not know to ask my
question what was the question
lost in the echoes how should
I proceed I asked the queen
of the underground in
her white robes on her white
throne shining in the undying
mystic fire she said
Now or never kid, that’s
your only answer, now
or never now or never
now or never

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Monday, September 25, 2006

62 : 6/11/98 : Heat

I see Texas Rangers with silver shades
I see SWATs in riot gear on parade
I guess every renegade gets heat after a while

Motorcyle CHiPs in helmet and jackboot
Plainclothes detectives too quick to shoot
Guess the point is moot; I’ll take my beating with a smile

Alabama, Kent State, Guards of a Nation
They all work for the same corporation
I know my station, I don’t fraternize with the tools

I know heat from here to the border
Never been much damn good at taking orders
Just a recorder, I didn’t make the rules

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Saturday, September 23, 2006

61 : 6/10/98 : Virus

The future is at hand my friend
they've engineered the virus
it seems the world's about to end
They might as well just fire us

‘Cause when it's out that's it man
it'll only take a couple weeks
yeah then we're really in the shit man
wait until the virus speaks

The cup brims the cup flows over
from the sands of the Sahara
to the bonny cliffs of Dover
to la Dulce Riviera

Then we'll all be gone my friend
only the prepared will be around
so sit and sing along my friend
the bastards are already underground

You can read an explanation of the origin of these lyrics here

Wednesday, September 20, 2006

60 : 6/9/98 : Parmenides

Me and Parmenides
Walkin long the rail track
Arguin about the void
Waitin for a train back

He said it's all good
He said it's all full
He said nothin changes man
He said its no bull

I said Parmenides
That seems a mite obtuse
If nothin really changes
Well the whole things just a ruse

He said that's the way it is
He said mind over matter son
He said I got it all worked out
I said you ain't the only one

Me and Parmenides
Up late in some after hours joint
I said I see a lot of nothin
He said son you missed my point

You can read an explanation of the origin of these lyrics here

Tuesday, September 19, 2006

59 : 6/8/98 : I Hate Money

I hate money
It gets in the way
It crowds its way into my dreams
It takes my time away

I hate money
Too easy to steal
They have the vaults the trucks the Big Computers
They are the last court of appeal

Maybe I'll try my luck
on the market
Maybe I'll try my luck
on the market
(Yeah they own the market too...)

I hate money
sad but true
I hate it the way I hate anything
That gets between me and you

You can read an explanation of the origin of these lyrics here

Sunday, September 17, 2006

58 : 6/7/98 : Cathedral (Indomitable)

In the Cathedral... that started
Falling down so long ago
I watched the stars
Listened to the wind blow

Grass rolls in the wind out there
like waves on the open seas
Wave crash against the dark shores
Of groves of ancient twisted trees

And with my back against
a venerable stone
I felt well grounded
I thought I will not fight alone

I am indomitable now
I am indomitable
I am indomitable now
I am indomitable

In the cathedral
In the cathedral
In the cathedral
In the cathedral

You can read an explanation of the origin of these lyrics here

Saturday, September 16, 2006

57 : 6/6/98 : Following the Thread

Without a memory of how it
came to be, my desire
For some higher principle

Me and the labyrinth, this
One shot experiment, without a rope without a net
without a clue or a safe bet try to be sensible

And following my thread guess I'm
better off than dead not too sure
where it's leading to, anymore

When I think about it it doesn't
make much sense to get enshrouded
in what I can't venture a guess what's in store

For me in my maze
Are there hours or only days
Following my shiny thread

Isn't really mine I can't recall
finding it nor leaving it,
I think I see a shadow up ahead

You can read an explanation of the origin of these lyrics here

Friday, September 15, 2006

56 : 6/5/98 : Thoughtless

What a fine thing
what a fine thing

It would be
it would be

To be thoughtless
to be thoughtless

To be free
to be free

Of the burden
of the burden

Of the mind's eye
of the minds eye

All these questions
all these questions

Turn a blind eye
turn a blind eye

You can read an explanation of the origin of these lyrics here

Thursday, September 14, 2006

55 : 6/4/98 : Telemeter

Television telephone
stranded at the microphone
I'm not prepared to go this thing alone
I need my friends

Telegraphic telecast
classic kid iconoclast
Confess I rose up through the ranks so fast
I got the bends

Telescope tellurium
I thought I didn't need anyone
And all the while I sat and watched the sun
And suffered fear

Telepath capacitor
classic vintage stratosphere
so fire up the telemeter
And send the image clear

You can read an explanation of the origin of these lyrics here

Wednesday, September 13, 2006

54 : 6/3/98 : Prima Donna

Everybody wants to see me up there
High upon the shining stage
Everybody wants to see the lights right on me
Everybody wants to turn my page

Oh baby I do wanna
be such a prima donna

Everybody wants to see what I see
Everybody wants to hold my hand
Take me home and make me meet their uncle
Roll me out and pound me full of sand

Oh baby I do wanna
be such a prima donna

Everybody wants to hang with my circle
Everybody wants to pass my gear
All the handsome devils want this dance with me
All the ladies want to whisper in my ear

Oh baby I do wanna
be such a prima donna

Every suited bandit wants a piece of me
Every crazed disciple wants my head
Every fatal lover wants my number
Every prince of power wants my head

Oh baby I still wanna
be such a prima donna

You can read an explanation of the origin of these lyrics here

Monday, September 11, 2006

53 : 6/2/98 : Mental Endurance Calisthenics

When the problem is before you
Look directly at it and proceed
When your time for working has expired
Retire to your rest and do not pay your worries heed

Resist the urge to dwell on past mistakes
Mind the situation that you're in
Shame is an inefficient emotion
There is nothing more wasteful than an unrepented sin

Accept that missteps are made
You will learn from even false ways
It is a knowledge being given you
Within you is a will a dream a flag to raise

You can read an explanation of the origin of these lyrics here

Sunday, September 10, 2006

52 : 6/1/98 : Titrate

Hush, careful; one drop at a time
we can not be too cautious
with such a fine specimen

One drop, another, the tension is sublime
he looks a little nauseous
I'd hate to have to back-titrate him

Careful, watch the color
It's as much an art as science
a balance as brittle as glass

The vessel, now slightly fuller
I do believe that our appliance
is approaching his crucial mass

titrate our unwilling guest
watch the color leave his face
I think it's time we balanced his equation

Neutralize this hapless pest
drop some acid in his base
A lesson to whoever tries to rise above his station

You can read an explanation of the origin of these lyrics here

Saturday, September 09, 2006

51 : 5/31/98 : Worry and Care

Another day woke up depressed
the lord was standin on his chest
said son you look worried and tired
I'm starting to think it's time you were retired

Oh lord he said I pray 3 times a day
I'm on a long shot ticket and there's hell to pay
All my worry and care is what I trade
But I'm banking my transfer on a crooked blade

Ah son let me push you down a little more
You can't imagine everything I've got in store
for you my little sparrow won't let you fall
Well if it weren't for me no one would know at all

Release yourself my child of pain
The dossier I've compiled is plain
I'll take on all your worry and care
I don't need nothin else from you go and prepare.

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Thursday, September 07, 2006

50 : 5/30/98 : Egyptian Rocket Goddess

Unbelievable, hey that's how power goes
Why'd you have to come and go
Leave your traces back to the sun

Unimaginable, what offers cross your table
When you stood on top of Babel
Did it pain you to see your people run

Egyptian rocket Goddess
Will your orbit intersect our
crazy little planet again?

While you were walking through walls
And the Pharaohs threw dice in the hall
Your servants knew the score and poured the wine

While the library burned down
All the record deals you turned down
In another life a chill ran down my spine

Egyptian rocket goddess
You're looking right down at us
All waiting wondering

And I don't wait for a thing
Everything that happened will happen again
And if you need me I guess you'll find my number

Egyptian Rocket goddess fly
These day's we're all watching the sky
I guess it's just a spell we're under

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Wednesday, September 06, 2006

49 : 5/29/98 : Dark Designs Unlimited

Must it be that there's a
dark design at work
In this world?

Can't you see that
Down in stone cathedrals
The serpent is curled?

I don't believe in the
Stories of the old men
And their secret plans

It seems to me
that it all must be
in my imaginations

Everyone would
Like to see some order
Some reason to believe in their eternal spark

Everyone keeps on
Looking for the pattern
Even if the designs are dark

But oh not me
I can't be fooled so easily
I know how these stories start

I keep my eyes fixed
on the eternal invisible
center of the wheel that pulls me apart

You can read an explanation of the origin of these lyrics here

Tuesday, September 05, 2006

48 : 5/28/98 : Witchy

Uh, thas a witchy way you walk
Thas a twisty way to talk
Thas a glimmer in your eyes
Thas a shimmer when you lies

You doan tell a man a truth
You doan practice what you preach
You don't let your secrets out
butchoo make a pretty speech

You a devil in disguise
you got witchy in your eyes
When I try to push you balk
When I walk away you stalk

In the night I hear you wail
In a dream you had a tail
You put mojo in my tea
and you made a mess of me

An I know someday you leave
An I cry despite my pride
Wear my heart all on my sleeve
Sit an watch a lonely tide

Think about you witchy tricks
Allus choose they twisty chicks
And they glimmer in the sun
Shimmer like a vision gone

You can read an explanation of the origin of these lyrics here

Monday, September 04, 2006

47 : 5/27/98 : This Must Be Love

Oh you're killing me you're killing me
with hesitance and indecision
You're killing me with doubt
and endless fission

Why can't anything ever
be just what it is?
Why can't anything ever be
one thing and not another?

Oh you're itchin' me you're itchin' me
in a place I cannot scratch
You're inchin' me you're inching
up against the pillar again

Why can't you just be what I want?
Why can't I just want what I have?
Why can't I just have what I need?

This must be love
This must be love
This must be love

You can read an explanation of the origin of these lyrics here

Sunday, September 03, 2006

46 : 5/26/98 : Trial By Ordeal

Bread and water and a bed of nails
Sleepless nights and leeches by the pail
Trial by ordeal sounds like a fine time to me

An unshaded bulb that burns all the time
insane noise without reason or rhyme
A little pain to to face fragmented destiny

Deny me comfort food and smoke
Hold me underwater till I choke
And by and by I guess I'd crack like anyone

Tell all my secrets and burning shames
Give the pigs all my comrades' names
Always knew I'd have to pay for my fun

I fear pain as much as the next guy
And knowing I must pay for what I buy
I almost admire the way that I endure

And though I'd hate it to end that way
it would be nice to get some of that pain out of the way
where art fails, there's always force majeure

You can read an explanation of the origin of these lyrics here

Saturday, September 02, 2006

45 : 5/25/98 : Time Well Spent

Hey Joel do you remember the time
when that root canal went south on me
The day after I came to the city
to work at the university?

And we drove at night back
Home to Montevideo and you slept
on the floor of my room while I lie in agony
And I waited forty hours with the pain and almost wept

That was time well spent
that was time well spent
I can't imagine my life
without all the time well spent

Hey Jennifer do you remember the time
we drove out on the reservation
In South Dakota to find Wounded Knee
Just you and me in the middle of what's left of a sovereign nation

And we drove and got lost
And your exhaust pipe fell off your car
I lashed it back to the frame with a shoelace
And felt you judging me from where you were, far

away - That was time well spent
That was time well spent
I can't imagine my life
without all the time well spent

All the moments and so many days
To remember how it all spun out
The reeling filament of moments
So much to think about

I've got a feeling in my chest
That the worst moment of my life
Is still before me, ahead
In some future of uncertainty and strife

All the time well spent
All the time well spent
Still ahead of me
All the time well spent

I remember when I
remember the time
when the sea rose up
and dragged me under
The rushing roaring waves
I can't remember
before that
before that
moment
And everything since
I've remembered all too well...

You can read an explanation of the origin of these lyrics here

Friday, September 01, 2006

44 : 5/24/98 : Weapon

There must be a weapon to fight this thing
There must be a way to end it
There must be a will that makes me sing
There must be a way to bend it

There must be a weapon that strikes its mark
There must be a perfect arrow
There must be a fire behind this spark
There must be a path straight and narrow.

You can read an explanation of the origin of these lyrics here