1. |
A Fine Enough Thing
01:41
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Farewell to all of the elder vampires I've known well
I now sign all company email "See you all in the lowest, hottest hell"
There's no simple way to say this
So I'll simply say it wrong and call that a win
There's no gentle way to break this
So I'll just break it now, before I wear thin
It's a fine thing
To be respectable
It's a fine enough thing
To learn to move on
It's a fine enough thing
To be irascible
It's a fine enough thing
It's a fine, fine thing
It's a fine enough thing
It's a fine, fine thing
It's a fine enough thing
It's a fine, fine thing
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2. |
Break It Gently
03:43
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We bought ourselves some time
With long shadows and golden lines
One big blur, just like we always were
We taught ourselves to rhyme
Our skin papery and cracked and fine
Just like mine used to be all the time
Just like mine used to be all the time
And I tried to break it gently
I tried to tell you the truth
And I tried to make it more like
When everybody was new
When we were new
I wrote a song for some friends
I used that resin pick I got from Ben
Better than mine, resin just flowed like wine
I tried to write and to sing
And not to fear what the week would bring
Ah, but then I'd go to sleep again
Ah, but then I'd go to sleep again
And I tried to break it gently
I tried to tell you the truth
And I tried to make it more like
When everybody was new
When we were new
And fine
Living our strangest lives
And I tried to break it gently
I tried to tell you the truth
And I tried to make it more like
When everybody was new
When we were new
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3. |
Affirmations
02:45
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He woke at eight in his living room cell
Knew at once it wasn't too late to declare it a lovely day
So he started in, and right away it was going well
He said THIS IS NOT MY PERSONAL HELL
THIS IS NOT MY PERSONAL HELL
And affirmations come to me
Just so very easily
Spent the day on a personal anecdote
Summoned up the lump in his throat to declare it a lovely day
Wrote a line, then a stanza, then a page
Saying THIS IS NOT JUST IMPOTENT RAGE
THIS IS MORE THAN IMPOTENT RAGE
And affirmations come to me
Just so very easily
And I DON'T WANNA BREAK YOUR BONES
I JUST WANNA BE ALONE
In his dream he was sprawled out on the floor
Saying I DON'T THINK I CAN DO THIS ANYMORE
I CAN'T DO THIS ANYMORE
It was dark when he woke up in the den
Saying THIS IS NOT THE WAY THAT IT'S BEEN
THAT WAS NOT THE WAY THAT IT'S BEEN
And affirmations come to me
Just so very easily
And I DON'T WANNA BREAK YOUR BONES
I TRULY JUST WANNA BE ALONE
I DON'T WANNA BREAK YOUR BONES
I JUST WANNA BE ALONE
I DON'T WANNA BREAK YOUR BONES
I JUST WANNA BE ALONE
I DON'T WANNA BREAK YOUR BONES
I JUST WANNA BE ALONE
And I DON'T WANNA BREAK YOUR BONES
NO, I TRULY JUST WANNA BE ALONE
I DON'T WANNA BREAK YOUR BONES
I JUST WANNA BE ALONE
I DON'T WANNA BREAK YOUR BONES
I JUST WANNA BE ALONE
I DON'T WANNA BREAK YOUR BONES
I JUST WANNA BE ALONE
I DON'T WANNA BREAK YOUR BONES
BE ALONE
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4. |
I Can't
01:29
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I wanna jump
I wanna dance
I wanna patronize local businesses
Ain't got a job
Just wanna play
Against the advice of state and local health officials
I want a haircut
I want a mani-pedi
I want a full immersion acupuncture hydro-treatment
I wanna go out
God, I wanna go out
Just wanna go out and see you, girl
But I can't cause of COVID Pox
I can't cause of COVID Pox
I can't cause of COVID Pox
I miss the bar
I miss the gym
I didn't get to see that backwards movie in a theater
My house is small
My kids are loud
And they believe in the pedophilic lizard people
We need a roadtrip
We need a long flight
We need a cruise with a mouse-related corporation
This really sucks
This fucking sucks
Why does it suck so much all the time?
Well it's all cause of COVID Pox
It's all cause of COVID Pox
It's all cause of COVID Pox
It's all cause of COVID Pox
I can't cause of COVID Pox
I can't, I hate, I hate, I hate
I hate these fucking COVID Pox
I don't know what to do with my life
With my life
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5. |
How Many Bells
02:46
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The angels didn't get their wings
No matter how many bells we rang
First we did it fast, then we did it well
The archers couldn't hit their marks
No matter how many times they aimed
Not one knock was loosed and not one target fell
And woah, oh, oh
Nobody wants to be a hero
And woah, oh, oh
Nobody wants to be a hero
The brokers couldn't move the stocks
No matter how inside they'd trade
They outsmarted no one but themselves
The party couldn't pass the check
To avoid some violent fate
We couldn't roll no twenties or no twelves
And woah, oh, oh
Nobody wants to be a hero
And woah, oh, oh
Nobody wants to be a hero
And woah, oh, oh
Nobody wants to be a hero
And woah, oh, oh
Nobody wants to be a hero
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6. |
Always Inside
00:59
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We found an open road
We slept along the side
Your hand in mine
Until we walked away
Shards of silver down our backs
We ached for that divide
And always inside
Aching and fine
The freedom is mine
What I can't hide
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7. |
March 981
02:42
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Happy March the nine-hundred and eighty-first
It's just another day
But in this life we make do with what we've got
Cause it's the only way
There's no other way
And it's been years since we've had fall
Years since seasons had a time at all
I'll trade my Farmer's Almanac
For one last case of Cayman armagnac
One of these months we'll stop counting this in days
There've been too many days
We'll count the time in the seasons that we've lost
And in the stuff that stays
All that stuff that stays
Cause it's been years since we've had spring
Years since those old words meant much of anything
Raise high a plinth in your room
Engraved with WHY EXIST IF HYACINTHS WON'T BLOOM
These times will go and we'll be gone
And someone else'll figure how to move on
Our kids'll think of us as thieves
In their eulogies for Venice and the Maldives
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8. |
Polyamoryamory
03:11
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The nothing-in-particular that we've sown
A horrible fecundity of weeds grown up high
Tendrils stroking a poisoned orange sky
We're siphoning our power to our right wings
And sitting seeking solace in the bright things we've known
From ten or twenty or a hundred years ago
And it's a great time
For the economy
Though it's a bad time
To be a human being
And it's a great time
To write economyonomies
Congrats on a great Q3
A questionable vintage here on this wine
A single sip of happiness from your vine and tree
Just you looking at me look at you look at me
We'll give our small community a real shot
It's honestly the only one that we've got this year
No one's going too far afield of here
And it's a bad time
For polyamory
Yeah, it's a bad time
To have unmet needs
And it's a strange time
For polyamoryamory
We may as well shelve the seeds
So we come to compromise
And all the bars are open
We might even convince ourselves
that
We want it this way
although
Nobody wants it this way
God
Not one single living human wanted things this way
And it's a boom time
For hagiography
Though it's a bad time
To count on RBG
And it's a high time
For hagiographyocracy
Although we know where that leads
And it's a bad time
For polyamory
Yeah, it's a bad time
To have unmet needs
And it's a strange time
For polyamoryamory
We may as well shelve the seeds
Shelve the seeds
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9. |
Where We'll Begin
02:55
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I was madder than a hatter
Or maybe simply sadder
It doesn't really matter
I'm useless either way
And you! You're sexy as a satyr
And pretty prone to flatter
Though maybe more the latter
With each progressing day
Come in, my friend
The simplest of sin
Is where we'll begin
So let us begin
Hearts frequently aflutter
And legs like melted butter
We stammer and we splutter
And we don't say a word
Cause words are nothing more than clutter
We ban and bar and shutter
Our every urge to utter
The fact that we're absurd
Come in, my friend
The simplest of sin
Is where we'll begin
So let us begin
Come in, my friend
The simplest of sin
Is where we'll begin
So let us begin
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10. |
When This Ends
01:58
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I promise this won't end the way you think it will
But then I promise a lot these days
This isn't one we'll solve with just another pill
Despite our desire for easier ways
But oh, my friend
What about when this ends?
Oh, my friend
What about when this ends?
Some assholes in the chat called me a profligate
And I admit, I had to look that one up
A minute's research wasn't worth the slog of it
But then I realized it just means I look like I fuck
And much to my surprise
I saw it through their eyes
I hate those guys
But I thought, what about their side?
And what is it about my life
That makes me wanna try?
I thought, oh, my friend
What about when this ends?
Oh, my friend
What about when this ends?
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