2.127 : 9/7/05 : Magic Wand

I don’t have to do anything
I’m waiting for my magic wand
I don’t have to listen to reason
and I don’t have to respond
I don’t need to have ambition
I don’t need to have plans
I’ll just wait until my magic
wand is in my hands
I can just see it
shining long and thin
I’ll wave it over all my problems
After that I’ll wave it again
I’ll erase the imperfect
raise the perfect in its place
And if you raise objections
I will wave it right up in your face
I don’t even need to think
What I’ll really do when I get it
If I ever bother to have an inkling
I do my best to forget it
why listen to the promptings
of my sad imperfect brain
I trust that when I get my wand
the whole thing will be plain

What is the song of the day?

2.126 : 9/6/05 : Bean Bug

2,216 : 7 ?


Bean bug he likes a bean, he likes a bean
he likes a kidney bean
he likes a lima bean
he’s a bean his mom’s a bean
and I’m a bean
He likes a runner bean
He likes a navy bean
he likes to throw his arms up
he’s a wavy bean
I like a bean I like a bean bug
I am a kind and not a mean bug
I’m gonna scoop him up in a sweetie hug
because he is my very very neaty bug

What is the song of the day?

2.125 : 9/5/05 : Inconsolable

Owing to the fact
the little man is inconsolable
and will not choose a topic for me
gripped by tears well uncontrollable
the issue must be dropped
and put aside forthwith
we shall return another day
to lay another leaf of this myth

What is the song of the day?

2.124 : 9/4/05 : Feather

Arrayed along the lightest spine
hollow rigid blunt-tip spline
the finest rills the softest scars
arrayed to form the bands and bars
one edge softer one edge sharp
the double edged sword the difference harp
arrayed in perfect racks and rows
evolved from a strategy no one knows
plain before you no metaphor
simple key to dimension’s third door
contemplate a feather realize a quill
written in a snowy morning tranquil

What is the song of the day?

2.123 : 9/3/05 : Panting

Panting like a dog for money
like a dog for sex
like a dog for social status
hump my leg I’ll cash your checks
hump your way on up the ladder
Maslow’s little diagram
panting after abstract bullshit
every dollop drop and gram
Deep within we know it’s useless
panting with infernal heat
know we’ll run until we’re bloody
till we’re dying on our feet

What is the song of the day?

2.122 : 9/2/05 : Ranting

The liar got me worked up to a ranting froth
he is such a flame a flame
and I am such a moth
Some are in this world
they press our buttons like an organ
it’s a shame they’re in the pockets
of the likes of J.P. Morgan
It’s a shame despite the system
power will get concentrated
they consolidate their victories
while we quite useless hated
they construct a web of fiction
they concoct a myth of sides
and written in the fine print
they’ll extract it from our hides
And there’s no such thing as Robin Hood
just evil men who kill
there’s no such thing as Santa Claus
And what’s more bitter still
There’s no such thing as the people
We sold that dream out long ago
And despite my ranting fury seems
we’re merely reaping what we sow

What is the song of the day?

2.121 : 9/1/05 : More Sweet Delight

More sweet delight! This saccharine blight
that steeps the heart in admen’s art
that rots the mind that strikes eyes blind
the poet’s quill is bent to thrill
the basest urge and fine thoughts purge
breed avarice disguised as bliss
breed ignorance disguised as chance
foment desire the will impair
and all to sell a lot in hell
and all to barter Satan’s charter
drawn in blood pressed in the mud
a hell borne sight more sweet delight!

What is the song of the day?

2.120 : 8/31/05 : Disposable

The old world was disposable
the new world is disposable
the fundamental difference seems
to be thumbs that are opposable
permanence was an illusion
self-deception and collusion
dreaming that we’re running things
we never dreamed fate’s next intrusion

What is the song of the day?

2.119 : 8/30/05 : The Advent

When the fifth candle got lit
every point of the pentagram
it’s dead ironic isn’t it
the rough beast born that was long predicted
the Advent of the next age and
the damage it inflicted
I’ve got a theory very hard to test
that it’s all been downhill
for most of the rest
of the suckers who believe what they get told
of the suckers that buy what they are sold
its arms are made of peasants’ toil
its heart an element fit the sea to boil
Its feet as always made of clay
It’s got no head at all it was designed that way
there’s a little treat behind every door
the strategy will make you beg for more
When you open the portal on the advent
dismay that day see what your God sent

What is the song of the day?

2.118 : 8/29/05 : Homeland Spy

2,208 : 66 ?


I’m not peeking round the curtains
I’m not snooping in the trash
this homeland spy is boldly watching
In plain sight there’s nothing rash
about my technique watching you
you’re all guilty in my book
you’re all surely up to something
that is why I always look
Haven’t seen a concrete plan yet
haven’t caught no terrorists
want to turn my neighbors in so hard
and see the bracelets on their wrists
want to inform on my buddies
want to drop dimes on my peeps
it would be so damn exciting
if everyone I knew were creeps
but for now I’ll look out the window
hoping to see something dark
other than these dullards who drive
cycle walk and sometimes park

What is the song of the day?

2.117 : 8/28/05 : One More Number?

One more number question mark
Looks like the truck is stalled in park
and the song is only four lines long
Advanced like crazy playin’ pong

What is the song of the day?

2.116 : 8/27/05 : Correction

Correction: last but one
then time for a counting
subtotal: anecdotal
recollections not to much amounting
tick a mark a last brief spark
out candle come now darkness
black as pitch, nine-saved stitch
dazzled by such austere starkness
recalculate first must clean the slate
begin with the tabula rasa
obey the will of the stupid pill
yessuh yessuh thanka massuh
No corrections call it the last one
call it set the time of departure
counted and sealed and none appealed
And one more yet to attain the art cure

What is the song of the day?

2.115 : 8/26/05 : Skid Marks

Skid marks the spot so many
mischance moments just an instant makes
a difference of a lifetime it can happen to any
of us the cuts fate takes
He slid the skid took him by surprise
no time for reaction
no time for anything his life flashed before his eyes
his kingdom for a little traction
skidding along the time track
down the cellular event horizon
from the outside I traced it all the way back
and there’s a little critical node I’ve got my eyes on

What is the song of the day?

2.114 : 8/25/05 : Quarks

Almost finished working on the quark gun
I got charm and strangeness up the yin yang
use it to construct the Dyson sphere
I got top and bottom up to here
the aliens are hiding behind Venus
it’s uncertain if they’ve really seen us
they haven’t poked their heads out for a century or more
the invasion plans are starting out on the ground floor
Almost ready now to get my quark on
Quarks and sparks and fundamental torque on
Sticking a lever into reality sideways
Wrench out a little vigorish to to do it my ways
the aliens are planning a fly by
to check our progress and our chances to defy
the planned and plotted occupation
the imposition of the alien nation

What is the song of the day?

2.113 : 8/24/05 : Many Weeks Ago

It was many weeks ago today
I was tuning up my trebuchet
Preparing to assail the wall
One more campaign now to win it all
And if I can’t remember that day anymore
Still I swear I opened up a door
It sucks to be laboring in the past
It’s sad to be persistently half mast
I need a pill man some kind of shot
I must have messed it up a lot
Wrapped up many weeks ago
Many weeks later down came the snow

What is the song of the day?

2.112 : 8/23/05 : Launch Date

2,203 : 60 ?


Counting the calendar marking with x’s
I tread on you and I will mess with Texas
I’ll bring you down hell yeah you know I’ll stop
thinking ‘bout tomorrow as I rocket for the top
I set the launch date there’s no turning back
I’m gonna shock you with a sneak attack
I’m coming fast and silent from behind
before you know what hit you I’ll flat blow your mind
You may of heard I traveled to the past
And rocked the cavemen with a sonic blast
you may have heard I’m writing from tomorrow
I’ll save you the prognostication, its attendant sorrow
sweet Pandora let me flip your lid
I’ll sort that chancy box out for you kid
I’ll dish the future up upon your plate
Hand you an invitation for my big launch date

What is the song of the day?

2.111 : 8/22/05 : Surprise

Still waiting still hoping
ready to not believe my eyes
still an optimistic glass
half overflowing
ready for the big surprise
still assuming that I’ll like it
if it ever comes
still willing still working
even dogs get their crumbs

What is the song of the day?

2.110 : 8/21/05 : Dissolve

Slow dissolve
picture fades to white
flipside of the coin
the other side is endless night
and if I’m born not to delight
My morning comes it comes despite

Slow goodbye
credits roll up to heaven
beware the authorities
beware their leaven
one to two to three to five to seven
next step has to be eleven

Segues shift
fade out shift between scenes
soon to reveal what
what was foreshadowed means
My life projected to the silver screens
it don’t amount to a hill of beans

denouement
hear the music rise
all that light
that light projected into my eyes
And blinking back the tears she cries
she wanders out into the real surprise

What is the song of the day?

2.109 : 8/20/05 : Persist

A raised hand clenched in a fist
Asserts that some ideal will persist
A face peeking from a crowd
So frightened to see
what is not allowed
See them with their masks and clubs
grinding the resistance down to nubs
condemning all of us who slacked
and let what little was left intact
get stacked in the museum behind glass
an image of a dog attacking the mass
of those who had enough still left to lose
All of us who history’s pages peruse
I got no ambition to be a leader
try my best not to be a cheater
I must speak as it comes to mind
even if the questions leave me in a bind
Judge not but please go ahead
judge me with the blankets pulled up in bed
judge me hiding my head in the sand
judge me please don’t judge the band
only a session no significance at all
only an observation of a thousand things that stall
Merely a riddle left unsolved
Of the way the whole damn thing dissolved

What is the song of the day?

2.108 : 8/19/05 : Waste (Perfectly)

What a waste of a Perfectly
innocent blank page
What a waste what a mess we’ve made
Of the beginning of another age
Hell yes I remember
Seeing the collapse and fall
Didn’t know what it was
but I guessed what it meant
time to build another great wall
How dare I compare my problems
to disaster to that hideous
act of will
I will not defend myself
And I hope tomorrow
I’ll be more daring still
I remember my only reaction
was to note evil exists
who understands this sad refrain
the stain the stain persists

What is the song of the day?

2.107 : 8/18/05 : Unrealistic

It seems unrealistic to believe I will change
It seems naive to argue
that this world will rearrange
to suit any grand scheme
Peace on earth is just a meme
And if I think about the last two
thousand years it makes me want to scream

I am pessimistic but the facts are on my side
I don’t need to apologize for
not taking the ride
Politics is all a sham
And frankly I don’t give a damn
‘Cause in another thousand
years you know that not one stone will stand

You’d think that given all this I’d feel off the hook
of any sense of duty even if I had what it took
to save this world or fix it either
I’ve an excuse for everything I couldn’t be blither
What will be will and
what won’t can’t and me it’s either both or neither

What is the song of the day?

2.106 : 8/17/05 : Prepare Thyself

Prepare thyself: gird for battle
have one for courage
back in the saddle
time is fleeting
there’s not much left
I’ll
hang one last petition
on a treble clef
Push up the mountain another time
compose an ultimatum
constructed of rhyme
just a placeholder
foreshadowing true
it’s a crazy thing I’m building
dedicated
all
to you

What is the song of the day?

2.105 : 8/16/05 : Your Spirit is Free

Ah your spirit is free (what else what else)
And there ain’t anything else that matters
Flesh is bondage death is mandatory
And the great hand that gathers also scatters
So drift with it, flow my tears
Lying on the bed they trickle into my ears
Mind is an illusion don’t you know
Personality doubly so
Your soul will reach escape velocity
It happens every day
and though we find it painful
Left behind still find something to say

What is the song of the day?

2.104 : 8/15/05 : Freedom Bell

Who will strike the freedom bell
who will sound the stark alarm
who will call it like it is
Oh lady liberty you’ve come to harm
Has it always been like this
was it really worse before
some say we’ve passed the golden age
The like of which will come no more
I don’t believe that we can win
We let the snake grow far too large
I don’t believe we’ve got the will left
I can’t believe we put the snakes in charge
Who will strike the freedom bell
twenty times to signify
And once to call us all to see
the vestiges of freedom die
soon even the bell will founder
Everything will fall to rust
Freedom will be just a word then
In some old book collecting dust

What is the song of the day?

2.103 : 8/14/05 : Freedom is a Trap

Freedom is a trap
Freedom is a trap
Freedom is a trap
Freedom is a trap
And once you gotta taste the spring goes snap
None are born free all depend on charity
And it’s no accident
My little jackanape
home is the first prison that we’re desperate to escape
For some the great grownup playground is sufficient
Others come to chafe at being just another pissant
Society’s got me under the thumb
Morality’s got me under the thumb
Destiny’s got me under the thumb
Gravity’s got me under the thumb
Always pushing me down on every floor
they say it’s essential but still I want more
freedom is a trap my son
And not even a tender one
It’s a rough mistress, it hides a whip
in its right hand so do not slip
The paradox cradled in my hand
Freedom’s an imperative with harsh demands
A banner that once taken up cannot be dropped
An anthem once raised cannot be stopped
and so be wary for what you ask
May look a gem it feels a task
And you may end my little sap
another wee mousie in freedom’s trap

What is the song of the day?

2.102 : 8/13/05 : Halfway There (The End of All Illusions pt. 5)

She said when you feel the wall
Brush up against your back
When you feel the creeping edges
Of the panic attack
When you cannot bear another
instant of it going on
When you think you’re going to scream
You’re halfway there so hold on

I can feel it grinding me down
failure forced out on the pages
thank god for obscurity
thank god for the tractless ages
thank god for the end of time
to wipe away all traces
the memory of all our wrongs
the slightest hint of all our faces

She’s not going to make it baby
that much I can say for sure
I’d love to be proven wrong
I’d love my motives to be pure
But as it is I guess for now
I’m going to have to fake it
another million dollar year
give it to me straight I can take it

What is the song of the day?

2.101 : 8/12/05 : The Real World (The End of All Illusions pt. 4)

Wow that guy is eating a bug
hey they’re staging an intervention
guess who’s hooking up tonight
this real world’s a lunatic convention
shall I pattern my life after this
Rome’s on the brink of a dark precipice

What is the song of the day?

2.100 : 8/11/05 : The False Resolve (The End of All Illusions pt. 3)

Snow falls material static
Another chapter in the dance dramatic
A song that drills into my head
All I can say for sure is I’m not dead
But only as I write this verse
Someday it will be false the curse
Of every living thing
So nothing in my hand I bring
The false resolve of pushing on
another day another song
It doesn’t mean a single thing
So nothing in my hand I bring
But if the will to push on fails
for sure that ends these false travails
The question then in sharp relief
Is anyone more than a thief
with borrowed words on borrowed time
standing on the shoulders of giants of rhyme
Laid out like a patient on the the slab
I can’t expect to top it but I’ll take a stab
Can it be that I’m still not sick of this
Have I still not really grasped the trick of this
It just goes on not meaning anything
and nothing in my hand I bring

What is the song of the day?

2.99 : 8/10/05 : Insubstantial (The End of All Illusions pt. 2)

The case you make is circumstantial
Your evidence is insubstantial
If you think you’re going to fight it
find the fuse you need and light it
Gunpowder is a metaphor
And some still think it opens every door

Aren’t you still choosing the illusions
Ignoring tacit conclusions
Heed not your alliances
And whence come your appliances
And if you think it doesn’t matter
Just wait you will see the fanned shit splatter

Feel like ugly words are rampant
Feel like I’m just another pissant
I don’t hear you saying no
Guess that when it’s my time to go
I’ll queue up quiet with the rest
And watch my fools gold take
the fire’s test

What is the song of the day?

2.98 : 8/9/05 : Substance (The End of All Illusions pt. 1)

A substantial reward awaits
All who choose to clear their plates
And queue up in the line once more
The myth of substance yet persists
the standard of the separatists
Who cite our failure to fall through the floor
The illusion was revealed in the night
every solid thing is composed of light
Bound and fixed by an event horizon
And change is really just reflection
the direction of the sky creates the lie of direction
God palms the coin but it’s the cup you’ve got your eyes on
If the thing you ever wanted doesn’t really exist
If the clarity you thought you saw dissolves into mist
What then will you call a firm foundation
a rock’s revealed by the sand’s erosion
So I’ll dare to build my house right next to the ocean
solid ground beneath me is the closest I’ll get to an explanation

What is the song of the day?

2.97 : 8/8/05 : Parliament of Owls Brigade

2,188 : 46 ?



The Parliament of Owls Brigade is
Kicking ass and storming Hades
Kicking through the membrane proxy
invading the real and getting quite foxy
Armed with plows and pen-sized swords
The nastiest work in this world’s done with words
Hell that don’t make us bulletproof though
Still we’re gonna raise the roof, yo
Word to yo mamma word to sis
the new sensation baby sounds like this
Every color of bird that flies
A few that walk and a few that dive
Are represented by our faction
At my call spring into action
Armed with nothing but keen keen sight
O baby can you feel my might?
The king of the Lizard People’s ‘round the bend
He always acted crazy but this time it’s not pretend
Our army must grow larger we’re recruiting from the fold
well behind the cannon fodder’s a good place to get old
Of course I’m joking, we’re on the front lines
screaming for your right to mainline
anything they can fit into a tube
Pretty glad we showed up, eh rube?
No need to raffle or take up a collection
we got private funding for the insurrection
we got some venture capitol hey who knows
If it flies we might just drop it on an IPO
so check the label website for the master plan
These days message is irrelevant and medium is brand

What is the song of the day?

2.96 : 8/7/05 : Trip City

Let’s take a trip to the city fantastic
Let’s roll through the badland passage
let’s build this machine out of steel not plastic
And load it up with flash not baggage

Trip City portal to the starry heavens
Spaceport haven outlaw zone
The party people are all sixes and sevens
The business people are all on the phone

Dog star better start where you are
better start with a backbeat and a drone
tune up the upright bass and guitar
Don’t forget to give your spare keys to your clone

Because we’re all headed down to old trip city
There is a gathering of wireless heads
Beyond the music the colors so pretty
There is a word that is being spread

Such a thin line from here to there
Such a twisting route oh down
And you may truly stop and stare
When you feel the wave that’s swept this town

And when the convolution’s ended
Everything’s different and nothing’s changed
Though the colors shift and beauty got blended
And the thoughts we had got rearranged

All will disperse and spread unseen
Trip City now all but deserted
There is a whisper of what it might mean
A rumor of disaster and how we all flirted

What is the song of the day?

2.95 : 8/6/05 : Everybody’s Got One

We’re not impressed that you
have an opinion
everybody’s got one
Like an asshole like a tongue
Like a plague that
tears around the globe
and burrows in your frontal lobe
I would be more exited
If you had come uninvited
without one idea in your head
It’s so dull to hear what people think
in a world that changes in a blink
Just think the living and the dead
switch places every other day
or so the statisticians say

What is the song of the day?

2.94 : 8/5/05 : Scrivener

Hi there! hey there!
Scrivener ya handsome sailor
Weigh there! Hey you old scoundrel
Well you’re still raking muck
still I think I’d rather duck
what’s been flinging
and keep singing
My old song
Hi there! Hey there!
Scrivener you handsome sailor
Weigh there! Hey you salty matey
I surely miss my chums
every time a chanty hums
through my brain
and leaves a stain
of my old salt tears
oh Scrivener you fisherman
Still straining out what e’er you can
to make a hasty mulligan
concoction
If society’s a burning house
You’d best be scurryin’ out you mouse
A-draggin’ every bauble
you can auction

What is the song of the day?

2.93 : 8/4/05 : It’s Rome, Baby! (Intro)

Never once in all my years did I believe
The future could turn out so great
We’ve got heavy metals in our water now
Irradiated pork chops on our plate
Who can tell the difference between god and war these days
Who escapes the blind eye of the screen
The problem with big brother was he thought too small
draw aside the curtain let me show you what I mean
Oh, yeah:
It’s Rome, baby!
It’s Rome, baby!
It’s Rome, baby!
Look at all the shining people those that really count
Look at all the slaves the press stamps out
Look at all the red ink that we’ve drawn onto account
Look at how they make the rabble shout
For blood as they all scream out
It’s Rome, baby!
It’s Rome, baby!
It’s Rome, baby!
And the future’s looking brighter every single day
As we throw another idol on the fire
As we raise another idol on the pedestal of fifteen minutes
As we send another detonation impulse down the wire
As we build another tower to replace the ones that fell
Babylon our fair city ‘tis to thee
I raise my mixed metaphor soliloquy
celebrating our clay footed deity
It’s Rome, baby!
It’s Rome, baby!
It’s Rome, baby!

What is the song of the day?

2.92 : 8/3/05 : Brilliant Psi Kill

The eyes are blank and silver disks
the mind is geared to desperate risks
the power’s undeniable
the origins are pliable
From far outside the continuity
by way of transmission from you to me
the latest exposition of the magic pill
culminating in a brilliant psi kill
the program of eugenics is long established
the architect who then repented so was banished
the final representative of that rare race
did seven years in lock up then vanished from the place
he reappeared in the mountains of Tibet
accompanied by some old mystic monk he met
who taught him secret techniques of the old resistance
thus set the stage for him to seek his own remittance
he traveled over the world and into space
there to meet his nemesis now face to face
the blind striking the blind in a strange arena
the antichrist versus the child of Athena
If there’s a new mythology this isn’t it
it always falls back into a recursive fit
it passes a little time and fills another page
attempting once again to set the charter of the age

What is the song of the day?

2.91 : 8/2/05 : Audio Blast

2,181 : 39 ?


Audio blast - uh!
Uh huh! Blasting so hard
it will blast your ass back
rock the coliseum
rock the Love Shack
Rock around the planet
and the solar system
If they come and ask about us
tell them that we missed them
Cause the words don’t matter anyway
nobody could care less about what I say
Everybody just wants the audio blast
cause it makes the future perfect
and the present past

What is the song of the day?

2.90 : 8/1/05 : Slogger

The hop, the hop, the horrible hop
The curse of the beats that never stop
The ghost of Daniel Boone’s coon cap
Is rooting in your garbage and stealing your crap
You just lay down any crazy thing
It’s the only way it seems to seize the big brass ring
a metaphor I fear is used already
but I’ll steer it to dock if my hands stay steady
Throw your hands up let it all flow
let it all dangle and dabble and grow
the gold is always hidden in the ore
that’s what this crazy machine is for
Two by two by two is eight
no matter how I slice it it all sounds great
probably not top ten, probably not a hit
but even you have to admit you can dance to it
So that’s how it started, beginning of the end
It yet might navigate an unexpected bend
Still I’ll keep quiet and let it be
the hop and the stop and the one two three

What is the song of the day?

2.89 : 7/31/05 : Courtiers

The courtiers and I
hurry up and wait
on the pleasure of the king
on the master of the gate
Duty trumps the comfort zone
but in the halls of court you see
the clock belongs to him alone
suppose it’s all the same to me
I feel that I’m on trial myself
the time I’ve wasted up to now
I feel it so strong on this bench
I’m slaughtering my sacred cow
to make a meal for angel men
who came to visit me with news
a mighty nation to be born
a generation to fill the pews
of the next great faith the promised race
the chosen people above retort
the next generation of the petty pace
the sycophants line up for court

What is the song of the day?

2.88 : 7/30/05 : Plank

Add another plank to the platform
It must support us all
It must conceal the armature
Of power hungry shysters wall to wall
In order to form a perfect union
sublimate your better sense
And if both sides seem much the same
just chalk it up to coincidence
Who put that trap door in it
What’s that crossarm for
Why am I stepping up on this
is this rope another thing I ought to try to ignore?

What is the song of the day?

2.87 : 7/29/05 : Captain’s Log

Captain’s log: stardate ought five
Appears that we’re still mostly alive
Deep space exploration was a really bad idea
it was a mistake to think that work would free ya
we’re growing yeast and algae in the life pods
nowhere to escape to not with these odds
Might be another two hundred years
to find another flyby worth changing gears
meanwhile we are the masters of drift
made quite the little civilization out of it
seventh generation less immortal every turn
less space left less time to burn
That’s it that about describes the year
I’ll check in again when the solstice is here
until then about a hundred other songs
Captain signing off so say: so long

What is the song of the day?

2.86 : 7/28/05 : Home (Hour of Power 12/12)

Home is where the heart is
home is where it all got started
home is home is on the range
home is haven home is strange
where from comes the inclination
build our 3 or five part nation
build our little castle boxes
proof against the paradoxes
that each generation wrestles
in the breast of family nestles
still yet whither I may roam
where my hat hangs I call it home

What is the song of the day?

2.85 : 7/27/05 : Over the Bridge (Hour of Power 11/12)

I wrote as over the bridge I tooled
going to the Man’s domain
Getting myself schooled
It’s possible the lesson wasn’t getting through
Cause I was thrilled when I figured out
My job was you
You can never cross some bridges twice
It’s a one way trip to paradise
It’s crazy to feel this way I tell you it is
I’m so glad I came back across
on the land bridge
The detours I made to meet the
other half of you
the strange long way around
we rarely know what we do
So try each day
not to be quick to judge
cause in this world we all
got a factor to fudge
As long as you keep between the lines
the bridge will hold us up
just fine

What is the song of the day?

2.84 : 7/26/05 : Midas (Hour of Power 10/12)

Says he’s got the lineage
says he’s got the magic touch
says he’s got the gold locked up
cornered every juggler’s cup
wants to see it all return
says we’ll have energy to burn
says we’ll have energy to spill
We’ll all light up he says we will
well sure enough the crown is gold
the gleaming floors
the polished molds
the modish shades
the lintels too
the crucifix
So proud of you
Hey Midas why the gloves and hat
Are you trying to prevent
an inflationary splat
when your plans run up against
the same old wall
stupid laziness and greed
get the better of us all

What is the song of the day?

2.83 : 7/25/05 : Sea Chanty (Hour of Power 9/12)

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The staunchest vessel
On the sea great and wide
She bobs like a cork
tossed so swiftly aside
you build her sides strong
you hope for the luck
and you know if you’re crossed
then you’ll truly be fucked
singing
Weigh, hey, up she rises
Weigh, hey, up she rises
Weigh, hey, up she rises
Early in the morning
Drunken soldier, drunken sailor
Drunken tinker, rhymer, tailor
Sew this crazy quilt for you
If you wanna see the man
you gotta sail through
And tales of those thrice twice score days
Would spill a lot of ink and fill many a page
Of hours of power
Of weeks of calm
Of the eye of the great cyclone
Of the peace before the storm

What is the song of the day?

2.82 : 7/24/05 : Trouble in Getting To (Hour of Power 8/12)

I had trouble in getting to
the King of the World
ocean is no joke anymore
Everything that coulda gone wrong
just about did
But I don’t want to be a bore

What is the song of the day?

2.81 : 7/23/05 : One Man Diaspora (Hour of Power 7/12)

In the future
nations’ fates will be decided
by brain drain
so much power
cast all about
imagine if we lost
the big idea we all tout
imagine if we got confused
snapped that slender thread
crossed that thin blue line
forgot to break our daily bread
And hundreds of years later
after billions dead
and billions unborn
so the witch doctors said
Every genius will be
like an atomic bomb
strolling around
heads fulla Kingdom Come

What is the song of the day?

2.80 : 7/22/05 : Tales of Enclave Dystopia (Hour of Power 6/12)

Buried of course
Wired of course
all the amenities
we eggheads have our
little habits
sadly there’s no
bunny rabbits
All the time
time in the world
So much money
at the problem we hurled
finally we just gave up
drilled the shaft
knowing hell is other people
we gave it a name
that seemed like a laugh
but it didn’t last

What is the song of the day?

2.79 : 7/21/05 : Sundog (Hour of Power 5/12)

Before the big cold
they say
there came a great heat
The sun dog bayed
every morning on the street
They even made some gadgets
ran on the sun
and if you believe my story
indeed I found one
I even dared to turn it on
high in the ‘rises when the sun is high
It opened up a window onto an unreal sky
that led me through the chambers
of magical scripture
Then took me to another mirror
a sort of moving picture
and that fellow in the picture
said that he was much like me
the picture just a light show
made by what he called the circuitry
And he told me many things
and those things were very strange
Then he said he had to go
The satellite was going out of range

What is the song of the day?

2.78 : 7/20/05 : The Century War (Hour of Power 4/12)

Across 5 generations
raging all the globe around
One hundred years causing mayhem
with all the rich detritus
our fathers’ fathers’ fathers
left sitting around
Today we signed the peace
to end the century war
Nobody could really explain
What we had been fighting for
Nothing much is left of what
they say it was said it was all about
cities, rides, gadgets and guns
We blew all the ammunitions
The oldsters said thank god by a host of flukes
We only managed to set off a dozen nukes

What is the song of the day?

2.77 : 7/19/05 : Planet X (Hour of Power 3/12)

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Fools and madwomen
told so many crazy
stories about the
traveling star
that nobody believed at all
until it popped up on the radar
it seemed it was a dark sphere
a hunk of rock
strangely prone to tectonic shock
when the solar system loomed
the crack appeared
and emitted a glow
then things got weird
and all those devices you see everywhere
piled up useless used to talk through the air
they say, anyway
they say they all just quit
When planet X did its
erratic circuit
that they say really tipped the scale
that’s when they finally saw
the hole in the pail
Too late too late the juice all poured out
while they fought and argued
what to do about it

What is the song of the day?

2.76 : 7/18/05 : Weather (Hour of Power 2/12)

First there came the weather
well the weather’s always coming
always blowing down the mountains
always rising off the ocean
They said once it all was different
even then they couldn’t agree why
and before their mighty instruments
could trace out every sinister bent
the big waves rolled the hurricanes
The twisters that settled in never to disperse again
Rolled all over that fucker like a wrestling star
And pretty soon nobody was doing science any more
Anyway anyway that’s what the oldsters say
it started with weather but every day
brought another little nasty surprise
that’s what they say the ones so old and wise

What is the song of the day?

2.75 : 7/17/05 : Lamplight (Hour of Power 1/12)

What if we really burned up all the juice?
Kept playing every hand so fast and loose?
I gotta believe that it could be right
that one day every evening will have only lamplight
We can’t imagine how it would all change
And every power structure rearrange
In the dark without lamps and our silent boxes
Son of man got no hole to lie up in like foxes
And midnight would be an hour of power
Every twenty fourth all seven the witching hour
Would come around each great midnight
catching us all by surprise writing by lamplight

What is the song of the day?

2.74 : 7/16/05 : Tomorrow Never Comes Again

What is not can never be
Or so said good Parmenides
So thinking of another day’s
Like thinking of a shifting haze
Now’s the only check you have to cash
Yesterday is in the trash
And while you calculate your plans
Tomorrow never comes, again

It’s easy to be tricked by it
Seems never to have started and it never quits
Yet just when you think you’ve found the middle
You find it all was wrapped around another riddle
Yet if you burned the midnight oil
you’d find for just one moment on the mortal coil
you rock eternal breath to breath and then
Tomorrow never comes again

And if you choose poised on the peak
To act before you think to act before you speak
to lay down one sweet act of will
you might detect a small still thrill
The message simply comes down to
That at this moment I chose to do
the work that today comes to my hand
because tomorrow never comes, again

What is the song of the day?

2.73 : 7/15/05 : Two Kinds

There are just two kinds of people in this world
and most of us are both
are you a glutton or a miser?
Are you a fop or an oaf?
Are you a singer or a dancer?
Are you a duckling or a swan?
Do you want what you never ever had?
Or always what you once had
long after it’s gone?

Are you a barker or a mark?
Are you a hammer or a screw?
Do you always do what you said you wouldn’t?
Or always do what you said you’d do?
Are you a gambler or a counter?
Are you a cheater or a loser?
Are you a ducker or a dodger?
Did you miss opportunity or did you refuse her?

Are you going or coming?
Do you stumble blind or stop?
If I hold my heart out to you
will you scream or call a cop?
Are you a hawk or a pigeon
Are you cold or are you hot?
Don’t be both you’ll end up lukewarm
spit right back into the pot

What is the song of the day?

2.72 : 7/14/05 : Cliché Hero

If not now when?
If now then what?
And then so what?
No matter what
there’s always a but
Now or never
Is this big stick a lever?
Or just some branch I sever
I found it but I never
found the place to stand
to move a world
and all the curses
into the void I hurled
Cliché hero
thought by all a zero
tough act: like De Niro
If it’s now or never now
I better take a clever bow
and make this strange endeavor how
I imagine
I imagined
my clichéd heroics
could make it now

What is the song of the day?

2.71 : 7/13/05 : Shake

Everything’s gotta shake
little or lot of
rocking rolling
undulating like a snake
they say it’s from the first principle
He threw some English on the dice
they say it was the
eccentricity
that shook the gates of Paradise

What is the song of the day?

2.70 : 7/12/05 : Scratch

A little something called scratch
a sound like a metal stylus
digging your brain like a hot meme virus
30 thousand bright electron beams
and nothing nothing what it seems
coax, fiber, copper, wireless
ether, fire, RCA
every plug in every orifice
at the signal all plugs play
And the sound is scratch, scratch
word to the gasoline word to the match
mind is just a wet recorder
brain is just a false division
freedom just one small incision
through the soft spot through the skull
download the scratch parable

What is the song of the day?

2.69 : 7/11/05 : Serious

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Let’s destroy the serious
What’s it ever gotten us?
What’s it ever done for us?
Taking everything so serious
Let’s destroy the obvious
The ashes and the ashes and the dust and the dust
First will be last and last will be first
But from first to last consumed with thirst
Let’s delete the old clichés
the status quo, the everydays
Start a new pattern from whole cloth
no more to embrace the old flames and moth
It starts with a single word
that you’d read but never heard
it ends with another night
of innocence and sweet delight
thus and how you know the one
whose brave approach has just begun
scorning ladder path or door
scorn all but excelsior
and if a few miles down the road
it seems in fact a heavier load
discarding makes the burden light
the easy yoke will lead you right

What is the song of the day?

2.68 : 7/10/05 : Chance Dance

Everything spins everything in the world spins
everything waves every tiny bit
Nothing’s got a sign where it ends or begins
Nothing goes away not a bit of it
And back behind the final veil
We have no choice but to call it chance
beyond the grave beyond the pale
It does a silly little dance
All things move about a center everything’s a wheel
Everything is incidental to how the great turtles feel
Everything jumps, everything bumps
to the chance dance like a little clown
Everything gathers everything clumps
Into turtles turtles all the way down

What is the song of the day?

2.67 : 7/9/05 : The Chart Part Two

Next thing is the chart
part two rhymed it’s true this time
I’m raising hell and shaking every paradigm
this time this is real
I feel that I have just begun
I meant it every time but one
run with me if you want to
I’ll get there same as you do
we’re all born with a
chart inside
the secret that the cell within our cells doth hide
the secret now revealed
symbols and code
Yet still we lack the will to tap the motherlode
I’ll make do with my books
the treasures that I tuck into the crannies and nooks
If looks could kill like an act of will
I guarantee you that I would be looking still

What is the song of the day?

2.66 : 7/8/05 : Step

While they lingered, while they slept
I carried the thing forward another step
while they reveled, while they sang
I stacked the balance of loss and gain
while they mumbled and averred
I reaped the shrunken carcass of a dream deferred
plans keep changing, boundaries cross
I keep keeping on in face of doom and loss
while you waited, patiently
as I seemed to drift along complacently
I was working, every day
writing my invisible soliloquy
while we all pursue the ring
of brass in the nose of the golden king
we must wonder, we must fear
nobody has ever gotten out of here
Nobody has ever gotten out alive
There’s nothing less permanent than to survive
There’s nothing more transient than this flower’s bloom
born to fade forever in the waiting room
while they danced their nights away
I went to a lonely lonely place to pray
without water, without food
without a map, a compass or an anodyne to fix my mood
And it was perfect, full, complete
I saw the devil place the world beneath my feet
And invite me to cast myself from on high
I said I hate to tell you Scratch, but you grabbed the wrong guy

What is the song of the day?

2.65 : 7/7/05 : Song of Triumph

My triumph is crawling across the floor
My triumph appeared the third time I walked through the door
My triumph is an ascending shining star
Bound to fall but first that fucker will fly far
Song of triumph trumpets from the heights
dating from the day I finally sought by my own lights
roaring like a rocket ship singing like a lark
born at the very moment I first fanned that single spark
The world is corrupted; it’s ruled by sudden death
every day might be the last I’m privileged to draw breath
all I love will be lost to me I know by and by
in the fracture of my consciousness, the fading of my eye
so just where do I find the stones to sign a triumph song
in the breaking of the endless night I waited out so long
in the Naming of eternal day the moment never ending
that I saw the moment I know it was my attention I was spending
so the last verse must be writ though song it never stops
just wait another minute till the next beat drops
my triumph is inviolable forged in perfect flame
reveals the perfect white stone with my perfect secret name

What is the song of the day?

2.64 : 7/6/05 : Didn’t We Tell You So

Started without
knowing how or why
just an ordinary guy
despite the thousand times before
didn’t expect another to be such a bore
a new design is desperately needed
the words of warning were left unheeded
so why did you let it go
well didn’t we tell you so?
started again hell and gone behind
expecting something different but
no one know why
Nevertheless set a goal and meet it
or do your best
get hammer’d to the ground and beat it
I’ll be back MacArthur style
I’ve dogged this bullshit train
so many a mile
now I’ve got it in me so I’ve got to go
Oh didn’t we tell you so?

What is the song of the day?

2.63 : 7/5/05 : Horn of Plenty

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It sits on a dusty shelf
behind glass too precious to keep to yourself
we revere it
symbol of our industry
we fear it
such a godawful mystery
in the museum back against the wall
the solution it is said
for an order much too tall
smash the glass
and sound a blast
upon the horn of plenty
How stupid that we all forgot
about it for twenty
years seven fat and seven lean
seven more now this is the one
it seems
smash the glass
and sound a blast
upon the horn of plenty
Give it a sounding
give it a shout
put some back into it
and see what comes out

What is the song of the day?

2.62 : 7/4/05 : Catch the Wind

Run with me my boy to be
we will chase the wind
We’ll throw our arms out run into it
laugh and gasp and spin
what better way to waste an afternoon
make up silly songs and crackpot tunes
chasing the wind trying to find its home
trying wherever it may roam

What is the song of the day?

2.61 : 7/3/05 : King of the Plaid Delta

King of the plaid delta
his post modern blues will belt ya
into next week, one down ten to go
and when he rolls in this town will blow
such a tragic sense of fashion
A rude reminder to the feel good faction
His sombrero ringed with human teeth
blood of a badger his aperitif
Riding a hog that runs on neon
Charged with an ozone-killing blast of freon
how could he turn his back on all we know
feel that cold air blast you by he goes
the banjo cross his back is strung with gut
his bandoliers are loaded watch him strut
his draw’s fastest but he never kills
he’s only concerned with acts of wills
anarchy is the state of man
try to tack an -ist on and I’ll tip the pan
and dump your ass right back into the fire
I didn’t make this shit up I didn’t string that wire
I just waited on that clapboard porch
my God I sweated in the rude sun scorch
waiting for the Delta King the Blue crossed Plaid
he ain’t no villain but the shit is bad

What is the song of the day?

2.60 : 7/2/05 : Yet Another New Day

Yet another new day dawns
dawnless black eight past midnight
The tale unreels
Must not must not forget the fight
Must not
let these bright notes fade and die
resolve is just a bit of fuel
it’s no use if the sparks don’t fly
today they fly I’m here
still fighting still alive
shake off the forgotten song
this not near so fine just one of five
One for the one
the only the first last ever
two for the rival
and the bonds they sever
three for the little lads
clad white made of light
four for the gospel kings
the tale carried through endless nights
five symbols these are mine
the vow I took and drank the wine
oh for scotch neat and sour
a little liquid courage to face this hour
nonetheless the story new started
I’ll not leave this brokenhearted
rather with a song on my lips
of wax, and lathe, and sailing ships

What is the song of the day?

2.59 : 7/1/05 : Has the New Leaf Already Withered

Has the new leaf already withered on the vine?
How we smoked and argued
How we drank that wine
if the new leaf falls winter will be so long
And we’ll have to be content with the old song
The tides circle the planet
the jet stream stirs the air
and the answer to the summons
Could be hidden anywhere
The wind rattles the branches
And you rattle my cage
mocking me for declaring a brand new age
Are the dog days going to wither every leaf
time creeps like a mantis
steals past like a thief
If the new age dawns and passes without note
we’ll be reduced to verse we learned by rote
The dogs bark as we pass the court
the cats howl every night
the rooster crows all morning for the coming of the light
the new age isn’t living up
it’s just the same old thing
we may just have to wait and see
what the next age and leaf might bring

What is the song of the day?

2.58 : 6/30/05 : Vertigo

Model for the hanged man
straight into the fire out of the pan
strung over the great abyss
vertigo and spinning bliss
hung upside down and left for dead
the blood is rushing to his head
a symbol of the twisted path
and if it snaps he takes a bath
but if the card’s dealt upside down
and pale blue sky becomes the ground
his ill fortune will be reversed
and blessed will be what was once cursed

What is the song of the day?

2.57 : 6/29/05 : Noir

The merciless dark divides in two
the distance between herself and you
The shadow cast by the moon
arrives a minute too soon
And waits outside the door
Armed with crushing entropy
The closeness between you and me
the last long glimmer of the light
fades into endless night
and none know what it’s for
A ghost named noir evoked the verse
the plan felt like an ancient curse
the rooster crowed three times
I just kept smashing paradigms
And courted chaos’ paramour

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

2.56 : 6/28/05 : A Box

We put it all in a box
and wrapped it all in twine
and stuck it on a shelf to rot
and drowned ourselves in wine
The next day it was all in stitches
the next day it was mired in mud
we had to flee the house without it
one step ahead of the flood
so who knows where it ended up
who can remember how it looked
who can remember where it all was
probably our goose is cooked

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

2.55 : 6/27/05 : Press the Button

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Press the button press the button
nobody knows what it does
or where it came from we saw who brought it
but nobody knew who he was
press the button mash your thumb down
show them all what you’re made of
take the chance it might be brilliant
It might fit you like a glove
it’s so shiny it’s so perfect
it’s so red and it’s so bright
it might bring a revolution
or usher in an endless night
just press it don’t think consequences
don’t consider anything
it’s waiting there it’s mocking you
just think of what you might attain
and if perchance it’s not connected
press it another day
the button it will wait for you
until then you’ll just have to pay

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

2.54 : 6/26/05 : These Messages

We interrupt your regularly scheduled day
for these messages of hope
and promises of a better way
and the easing of the slope
that you must push that big rock up
each day a thousand fold
dreaming of a half a cup
toiling in the rain and cold
Days will pass and days will pass
the time slips by like rain
still listen to the hours amass
and stew right in your brain
and if it seems that nothing’s changed
the next day just the same
behind the scenes all rearranged
we’ve started something none can tame

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

2.53 : 6/25/05 : Reset

What was set must be reset
the paradigm the chancy bet
the firefly in the green glass jar
will lead us very far
the counter’s either black or white
the grid must be the symbol of right
the rules that we follow
the beaten paths
the physics the protocols
the dividend the maths
I’ve had enough of counting hours
awaiting revelation and magic powers
the only power I have is to wield my pen
and since nothing on this earth can stop me
here I go again

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

2.52 : 6/24/05 : Recollection Virus

Memory is the real virus
language is the fire inside us
thoughts are a metaphor
composed of words
tied to the ankles of
a bunch of extinct birds
to give it all meaning
at the start of the game
the recollection virus
was given its name
mistaking it for happening
we got lost in the flow
of every illusion
of what we thought we ought to know
but those who found their backs
up against that wall
chose to lose their inhibitions
at the center of it all
chose to forsake recollection
for the precious present moment
leaving nothing else recorded
and just me to write the lament

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

2.51 : 6/23/05 : So Far

So far yet to go
so much so much left to know
without a map or guide at hand
without a promise of a promised land
the ancient stories the old traditions
all the cases all the missions
too many memories not enough spark
too little bite far too much bark
let me thank God for the single step
that continued the voyage while I yet slept
thank God for the heart that has not yet quit
for the small small favor
for the difference split
I’ll steel myself for the thousandth time
I’ll try try again
with the same old rhyme
I’m not the average monkey
and my keyboard is hot
and I’m not about to stay stalled
just for everything
I’m not

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

2.50 : 6/22/05 : Half Century

I suspect that I may not see
the way to the next half of this century
It’s far from impossible it’s only a hunch
and truthfully it doesn’t bother me a bunch
I only bring it up to underscore the point
that there ain’t no guarantees passed out in this joint
So if you’ve got a plan to gang some great aft agley
you better focus on doing your thing today

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

2.49 : 6/21/05 : Predictable

There’s a theory that everything’s predictable
I’ve studied the data I know it well
the thing of it is it cannot be proved
so until something changes I won’t be moved
It’s hard to deny that compulsion’s suspicious
the moral is depressing but the irony’s delicious
No matter what you do you can’t prove you’re free
but you never had to prove a thing to me
what’s the point of trying to understand
what happens when you hold up your hand
if you don’t know baby no one does
I only know whatever will have been was

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

2.48 : 6/20/05 : Wondrous Moment

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Shut your eyes and realize
the only wondrous moment is now
see it all unfold before your eyes
it’s another lovely day behind the plow
We all get fooled by the great big picture
we all think this can’t be where it’s at
we all impose such absurd strictures
to keep ourselves from coming up to bat
I’m pretty sure this is where I came in
I’m pretty sure this isn’t only déjà vu
It might be an amazing moment that I’m in
I wish to hell somehow I could share it with you

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

2.47 : 6/19/05 : Dog Meet Vomit

Return return return again
it looks so tasty lying there
I’ve never seen such a lovely pile
Dog meet vomit try not to stare
God a’mighty where to start
Heaven help us save us from this trip
Put the pen down admit defeat
write yourself another pink slip
not a bit of it sir I defy
augury can go and whistle pal
I’ll push it all the way up today
thank god I’ve got a real swell gal
I’m gonna hang up this confessional trash
try some other approach to getting home
not quite a lyric not quite a story
not quite a revelation not quite a poem

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

2.46 : 6/18/05 : Mission Impossible

Mission impossible make a change
everything that isn’t working rearrange
everything that’s work turn the volume full
push until you can’t push anymore then pull
Mission improbable make it stick
Isn’t this humanity thing a kick
isn’t it impossible to change these spots
fitting square pegs into all the round slots
All the distractions make thinking impossible
all the inaction makes things simply awful
There you are doing the same old shit
It doesn’t make a difference doesn’t matter a bit
Even this is ridiculously the same
Laugh about it might as well make it a game
a tasteless denouement to a bad idea
I’m on a declaration trip but I could sure feel freer

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

2.45 : 6/17/05 : Dug Out

I found I’d been at a frenetic pace
running around in circles doing nothing
work equals zero: such a stupid look on my face
but here’s something
I dug out again at half past ten
I created my own terza rima
why not I’ve got my own inferno don’t I, then?
My own version of an extreme, a
portentious dividend
At the four two six I saw the tricks
those subliminal riddles could get you
Reeling every dial up in the mix
Raising every dime they let you
Get by with for a little while yet
They got your reel firm in hand
The means the method it’s a safe bet
It’s been a long time they had this sad estate planned

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2.44 : 6/16/05 : The Cave-In

As much as I would like to blame
the time of month, this filthy game
the powers that be, the stench of gin
I alone am responsible for the cave-in
the weight of the earth, the smell of smoke
the consequences are no joke
the air is getting foul in here
the end of it all seems quite clear
I’m hoping it is just a small one
but history says this attempt’s done
I try to come up with the rules
the way to beat the odds the tools
to dig my way back out of it
out of this darkness up from this pit
but tomorrow’s tale is hidden
I must go where I am bidden
I must go and keep my silence
hope the thing won’t end in violence

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

2.43 : 6/15/05 : Another Leaf

2,134 : 11 ?


Another movie ‘bout those sexy sexy guns
another day also rises the sun
Another half formed notion flees my head
another leaf falls dead
Another night crosses the wishing hour line
Another chance to lie and say I’m feeling fine
Another struggle with temptation’s lure
Hello new leaf charmed I’m sure
I’d like to lose it, just succumb
I’d like to give up ‘cause I feel so dumb
another meditation on regret
Seems I haven’t turned that new leaf over yet
Another simple fantasy another hour
And I can only wish I had the power
to cast a spell of such delight on you
as things are now I barely can get through
Only the almighty can turn the great page
Only God can rock the cradle of an age
I need the day to see and night for relief
they say that God counts every fallen leaf

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2.42 : 6/14/05 : New Precedent

The new precedent I’ve set
would you believe it’s worse than ever
failing rules to hold the line
less a fulcrum for the lever
less a place remote to stand
and ten mile arms to pull the fucker
the world shall not be moved by me
and really only I’m the sucker
who believed in spectral fortune
some fantastic charming fate
dollars in my unstained hands
ambrosia on my dinner plate
I’ll ignore the precedent
I’ll act just like it’s all on track
I’ll call tomorrow a new day
Start from zero flat on my back

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

2.41 : 6/13/05 : Jetlag

Almost caught up with myself
hope I don’t get so far behind
hope I keep up with my jetlag
hope I can keep up with my mind
The quality does not impress
the purpose got tarnished true
the reason for the days of toil
the lag has left me down so blue
Maybe all I need is a long sleep
Say my prayers and drift away
wake up to another time zone
wake up in another day
catch up with myself at last
and then just stay put
stay at home avoid the jet lag
only roam on foot

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2.40 : 6/12/04 Lowest Common Denominator

Lowest common denominator
pleased to meet you see you later
bring me down to your level
straighten weaken and dishevel
under the bell curve’s big top
backstroke content through the slop
tuck in with the other hogs
let the game to the dogs
figured what it’s all about
my only plan is selling out
if only I could find a buyer
some kind of half baked high flyer

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2.39 : 6/11/05 : The Gold Rush

Poison Water Sagebrush Ridge
Satan’s Ally Devils Ledge
I can remember the gold rush
I can remember my fated brush
with good fortune with great mammon
swimming upstream like a salmon
tell myself that I was lucky
but the rush it aged me so fast
drove my salad days back far past
never hit my mother lode
never found my stash of gold
All that’s left is ghost town living
and long overdue misgivings
secretly guess I’m still panning
secretly my fortune planning

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2.38 : 6/10/05 : Rip the Lid Off

Rip the lid off this crib
and bump bump
Meet the emcee most glib
and bump bump
from the dusk to the light
this joint will jump
get you high as a kite
and bump bump
there is glory within
So bump bump
be prepared to begin
and bump bump
till the clock runs down
till fails the pump
till we burn this town
gonna bump bump

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2.37 : 6/9/05 : Crave

I’ve got a vicious crave on
there’s nothing at all to make it right
there’s nothing around to help me out
there’s nothing to stop this pathetic rout
try to figure out what drives me on
why I’ve kept on pushing so long
why don’t I just put this shit away
call it a wash call it quits call it a day
maybe it’s the craving that drives me on
maybe maybes will keep me up till dawn
maybe this has been the only truth
ignorant unenlightened and uncouth

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2.36 : 6/8/05 : Wished I Was a Superhero

Wished I was a superhero
what I always wanted to be
when Mom told me there was no such thing
I thought the field’s wide open to me
thought I’d make up my own powers
do it all with science
what the radiation couldn’t do
I’d do with an appliance
Oh reality is so dull
kids they just don’t know it
years they pile up just like blocks
grown ups we always blow it
went and studied chemistry
I forgot just why
No surprise it all went nowhere
No surprise it passed me by
now I’m fat and far from super
no illusions where the years went
don’t think bout my superpowers
think about making the rent
now I’ve got a boy of my own
guess some day he’ll think about
if he asks me if he can be
a real hero I’ll say no doubt

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

official

Finally got the certificate (four months later, which actually isn't bad) in the mail yesterday, the first project of A Song A Day is now officially protected under U.S. Copyright. And presumably there is a copy of the PDF occupying a dozen K or so on the Library of Congress' servers.

Let's see Britney Spears' handlers try to rip off Scum and Hate now.

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2.35 : 6/7/05 : Everything On the Internet is a Goddamn Waste of Time

Everything on the internet is a goddamn waste of time
everything on the internet is a goddamn waste of time
if time were a person and killing it a crime
Al Gore would be in prison because
everything on the internet is a goddamn waste of time
videos of stupid shit are a goddamn waste of time
music you don’t pay for is a goddamn waste of time
none of it is worth a nickel, nothing’s worth a dime
every byte and every pixel is a goddamn waste of time

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2.34 : 6/6/05 : One More One More

2,124 : 1 ?


One more one more minute
Rushing’s such a dull bore innit
two became three very fast
when three becomes four
the moment’s passed
I act like I’m gonna change
something I claim I’ll arrange
but I’ve never time enough
it seems the moment’s passed
well that’s just tough

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2.33 : 6/5/05 : Seconds

There are only seconds left
that may be tautology
it may all be an artifact
of my unique psychology
I’m going to make this quick
no time to figure or multiply
60 times ten oh wait that’s easy
skimmed under the number of the beast oh my
I’m off for some next last last thing
I think I wrote a song about it
I’m gonna keep it to myself
but someday I will jump and shout it
we’re on a track that’s slightly twisted
but it’s what is too true
I’m still rhyming my way along
I’m still writing every song for you

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2.32 : 6/4/05 : Cut the Strings

Cut the strings on the puppet man
Let it loose and let it go
If anyone can do it you can
Cut the strings man make it so
let the thing get animated
do the magic watch it rise
send it forth with one law stated
Entertain, sustain, but always surprise
Cut the strings on machine knowing
All over the world they’re hacking
the big machine to solve where we’re going
the big computer to supply what we’re lacking
cut the strings of me dear father
give me will and give me drive
I’ll prove I was worth the bother
You will see when I arrive
I’m tangled in a mass of cut strings
guess I didn’t figure the aftermath
I’m tangled up in cast off things
but by and by I’ll find my path

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2.31 : 6/3/05 : A Pitiless Dissection

A Pitiless dissection of dynamic verse
The last will show up somewhere but the first stays first
written over years of stress and woe
Who will buy it where will it go
I’m so glad the thing is finished
sadly reckoned much diminished
But I think what’s left is slightly better
brought to you by the smallest letter
Laid out sideways two by two
specially scribed from me to you
read it read it read it always
save it for terrible moments and fine days
34 pages from end to end
designed to make me my millionth friend
that’s ridiculous I’ll just be thrilled
if a hundred read it before it got killed
but hey so be it the thing is over
I’m headed out for my field of clover
in the home I lost half a decade ago
still anytime there in my mind I can go

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2.30 : 6/2/05 : Innards

Isn’t it the root of horror
all the red pipe stacked within
listen to my innards’ anthem
dance on the head of a pin
such a fuss we’ve made over skin
still we can’t deny we need it
got to keep the innards in
nice distinction mind you heed it
feeling like a gutless coward
feel I’m near to spilling badly
I don’t have the stomach for it
I’ll trade all my clichés gladly
just to know my gut reaction
just to hear my innards clearly
how I’d love to get in touch
yes you know I’d love it dearly

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2.29 : 6/1/05 : First Next Last One

Strain to remember
the first next last one
loaded somehow in the
first last like a gun
must have been destined
easy to prove it
knew it the first time
I wanted to move it
held out a long day
maybe it was three
don’t quite remember
when that first next last one
came to be
I only know for sure
there were a whole hella lot more
to come
the next one
and the next one
until I gotta laugh at
another next last one
Yet it all went on again
yesterday

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