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varan song
good day for leaving tomorrow
new sound
ruby light shine
8 million
sweet columbia
too loud
electric star
hark! the presidential train
deportation class
something beautiful
free like houdini
VARAN SONG
in nineteeneightyeight I saw the latest would-be revolution
in nineteeneightyeight I saw the latest would-be revolution
summin' it up in a state of strugglin' around
that happy sad feeling comin' down comin' around
in nineteeneightyeight I saw the latest would-be revolution
in nineteeneightynine I knew the greatest so-called self-deciption
in nineteeneightynine I knew the greatest so-called self-deciption
the hawk-eyed hypnotist fell asleep in his chair
he used to use words like "sister" and "thunder" and "there"
in nineteeneightynine I knew the greatest so-called self-deciption
get down low
(is what you think)
get down low
(this)
(is what you think)
get down low
GOOD DAY FOR LEAVING TOMORROW
to blasting images located between two cop cars
to queens of coin laundries stuck inside of capsized hotel bars
to rooms fine and chilling
I don't believe in matchbook companies
they have all the fire
inside I feel like I'm burning
I don't appreciate when you say i's alright
it's a good day for leaving tomorrow
to trains following every day that same line
to howlin' drunken ships sailing minds in no time
to hound dogs hungry and yelling
I don't want to be with you when you say you don't love me
I don't think I will follow
no, I don't appreciate you saying it's alright
it's a good day for leaving tomorrow
I don't believe in supermen
they can't beat my life
I don't appreciate when you say it's alright
it's a good day for leaving tomorrow
a good day
a good day
a good day for leaving tomorrow
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NEW SOUND
where have you been my long-lost friend
don't you decide to come back again
how is life out there?
can't tell you where I call from
there's this man on the opposite row
keeping an eye on me
memories stun me
but don't bother me anymore
let's say I'm in transit
yeah, let's say I disappear
I bet they taped me when I told you they kill to bring in democracy
as well as they shoot for money too
well, the new sound of monetary is war
yeah, the new sound of monetary is war
temporarily I feel save
I can see you wearing this brave black plushy furry hat
I heard a lady last night sayin' she's sick of people praising politics
how silly the can be about the future
I found a note today sayin' "we know who you are"
now what do you think?
do they mean it?
sister, I hear you breathing
was that tremble in your voice - you changed since, don't you?
well, the new sound of monetary is war
yeah, the new sound of monetary is war
RUBY LIGHT SHINE
I have a ruby I hold against the sun
I have a ruby I hold against my eye
everytime I need to escape
I have a ruby
I have a ruby
ruby light shine
tide is bursting
there's water to my knees
from a moon-like beach
I see a diamond sky
ruby light shine
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8 MILLION
8 millions of stories
in a city of dreams shining through
home is another stupid word for loss
but tonight lights are out on the streets
seems like rushing trains
creeping right on me
doggy souls taken from the road
throwing dice for vanishing their souls
aha - it's somebody's wedding day
aha - somebody's lost
aha - in somebody's world today
aha - I'm a reckoning too
SWEET COLUMBIA
I wrote a song for her
the postman brought it the other day
the smile upon her face
I've seen every night in my dreams
will I surrender?
the flower women know me by name
envying her
the phony follow blindly
the fans undo their shyness
never hitch or hide
never hitch or hide
sweet columbia
now I've got nothing to hold on to
sweet columbia
now I've got nothing to hold on to
in her office
at her fancy music magazine
she let my song die away
the futile queen of hearts
what is so cold and made of steel
is the pistol next to my heart
sweet columbia
now I've got nothing to hold on to
sweet columbia
now I've got nothing to hold on to
TOO LOUD
it's too loud outside
the summer is dead
future's wed to the entire wrongs in the whole wide world
destinies fell
and I don't feel too well
I feel a little faint
no one is by my side
it's too loud
it's too loud
it's too loud outside
too creepy and cold
I can't complain but I'm out of my mind
it's too busy and fast
just recovered from the blast
not of any national interest
it's too loud
it's too loud
shoot my telephone
run over my net
smash my television
break its back
shoot my telephone
run over my net
smash my television
break its back
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ELECTRIC STAR
if the moon were a red ruby and your weakness was a gun
a plane makes you want to fly away again
leave the place just for the ruin
the tremendous song's completely fading but what's gone is part of us too
tell me something:
do you believe in something that is happening too?
do you believe in something that is happening too?
you are an electric star
how does it feel to be real?
today I found a dog and I gave him a very funny pleasant name
just to make sure it's harder to leave
when you know someone by name
when you know someone by name
you are an electric star
how does it feel to be real?
HARK! THE PRESIDENTIAL TRAIN
hey ho I don't think so
hey ho I don't think so
hey ho I don't think so
because you lied
because you lied
I wish you were more than a walking tape recorder
because you're tied to a life-long lie
I wish you were more than a speaker out of order
because you're tied to a life-long lie
I wish I was a knife or scissors or a razor
I'd cut your ties
I'd cut your ties
I wish I was a knife or scissors or a razor
I'd cut your ties
because you lied
we know you lied
we know you lied
we know you lied
DEPORTATION CLASS
I've got a first class seat in the middle of the row
from time to time I'm afraid I get used to it
I've got two men on both of my sides
they seem to get up to something real crooked
do me a favour soak me out of this tube
and another favour
break the silver wings and soothe
I'll do anything if I could just walk out
shuffle off my fear without any sound
deportation class deportation class
I've fallen I've fallen
"where are you now?" she said "at home?"
"no" said I "still gone"
"there are so many things" she said "I don't know how to take -
one of them is: how did you escape?"
I've got the idea that someone in my near was putting pills into my potion
their eyes are like cameras that flicker in the dark
and catch every of my motions
deportation class deportation class deportation class
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SOMETHING BEAUTIFUL
when the night is almost beaten
and the truth is almost gone
we want to be something beautiful
we want to be something beautiful
when the stars are gone with the wind
what saves the ghost within?
we want to be something beautiful
we want to be something beautiful
all the friends we leave unkissed
now rise up in our minds like bliss
we want to be something beautiful
we want to be something beautiful
FREE LIKE HOUDINI
take away all my senses
bind my hands to my back
cover my eyes with a blindfold
I liberate myself
I liberate myself
put me in a wooden casket
throw me from the bridge
into the waves of the hudson
I'll come out of the wet
know how to catch my breath
I'm free like houdini
I'm free like houdini
fade away all you monsters
don't need the keys to the hand-cuffs
I'll pull away with a song
I will escape from that
I will escape from that
put me in a straight-jacket
give me a kiss in the morning
drop me from the chrysler building
I'll come down safe again
I'll come down safe again
I'm free like houdini
I'm free like houdini
all words by angus dean slepkovich 2005 except ruby light shine by angus dean slepkovich/arganese
copyright by kodiak gold mine 2005
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