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Century 21
05:21
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i feel the boots of the 20th century
pressing on my neck
tanks are rolling across my back
get up
all hands on deck
saigon whores and jungle rot
the flesh is cold but the blood is hot
my legs are numb
but i have to run
all the way into century 21
space needles and a bubble ate her
a monorail to the moon
we will be living like the jetsons
in candy-colored rooms
our fingers have been walking
through the yelllow pages like wishbones
in the future shopping will be done
with a typewriter and a telephone
babies wont need a mother
fathers wont need a son
we will all be tied
to an eye in the sky
in century 21
no more animosity between the arabs and the jews
since we signed the shanghai treaty
that resolved conflicting views
although its true the round earth goes
around the sunstar every year
its also true the earth is flat
and never moves an inch
the stars are pinned to the top of the sky
illuminated by the sun
i am following the future science
of century 21
the earthquakes and the hurricanes
and melting polar caps
will cease and earth be stablized
when we install the new sun app
we will have no need for dictators, presidents, or kings
the infallibility of man will deternine everything
things as delicate as glass
shall be strong as steel
what has been inconceiveable
in the future shall be real
we will sail across the ocean on a floating train
1000 miles an hour faster than the speed of rain
sign the paper, say the word
your will shall be done
follow me on the insect trail
to century 21
sometimes you have to give up
sometimes you have to give in
people are gonna do what they wanna do
you can stop it before they begin
the way they relate
is relatively chaste
as if touch
can be relative to tase
and after all their infidelities
immutible mutibilities
at last they stand head to head
death-in-life with the living dead
together beneath a revolving sun
more than 20 years
into Century 21
we have to do away with love
before we conquer hate
freedom from emotion
is the key to heavens gate
pillow bots take the place of porn
we fly to jupiter and are reborn
there will be no hunger
we will only eat for fun
in our self-sustaining skin
century 21
century 21
century 21
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2. |
A View From the Bridge
04:18
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dante crossed across the waves
that never had been crossed
having left the company
of the lost in the land of the lost
me i crossed the mississippi
from missouri into tennessee
carrying sixteen thousand gallons
of untaxed gasoline
if all you see
is the view from the bridge
there wont be
much to see
keep on looking
at the view from the bridge
it's likel
y to be
the only view you'll see
one thing they saw
when they stood on the moon
was the sun
as the sun really is
it was a terrifying vision
but they will never
see the sun
in the same way again
if all you see
is the view from the bridge
there wont be
much to see
keep on looking
at the view from the bridge
it's likel
y to be
the only view you'll see
when you consider all the images
received from outer space
john the revelator
doesnt seem
like such a nut case
the greeks saw but 3 colors
blue and green looked the same
now many brand new colors
await in outer space
if all you see
is the view from the bridge
there wont be
much to see
keep on looking
at the view from the bridge
it's likel
y to be
the only view you'll see
we learned to breathe above the sea
our lungs still stiff with chalk
too late for flight into northern lights
above our seaside walk
we are not astronomers
watching the heavens from the earth
we are the poets and prophets of yesterday
watching the earth from the heavens
if all you see
is the view from the bridge
there wont be
much to see
keep on looking
at the view from the bridge
it's likel
y to be
the only view you'll see
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Rush Hour Rain
03:35
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robin was a raven
in a black velvet cape
she barely touched the ground
before flying away
fly raven fly
beyond the black velvet sky
from darkness paroled
into the city of gold
the sunset old
we circle round to surround it
sunrise rises to confound it
and we are detained
in the rush hour rain
if you want to live
there is no way you can die
if you want to die
thats when you have to learn to live
though you be freezing
in the rush hour rain
in the rush hour rain
the sky is paralyzed
strangers become lovers
and kiss beneath street llghts
oh, to fall in love
deathly unafraid
as a dog who crosses a street
in the rush-hour rain
we had had so many lives
now we have so many ghosts
nomadic parasites
remembering their hosts
each one now stands alone
in the rush hour rain
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Shadow Line Warnings
02:40
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blonde hair in your teeth
lipstick on your fists
she's scarred up from a bracelet
you tightened on her wrist
every highschool textbook
tells of heroes like you and me
juvenile delinquents
fighting for their place in history
and then i hear it
coming from the voices of the maligned
shadow line warnings
unheeded by mankind
we celebrate with wine
when the truce is signed
then cross the no mans' parallel
and blow away the infidels
what never makes the cut
is the sickness in my gut
the grand cootie campaign
that laid eggs inside my brain
and then i hear it
coming from the voices of the maligned
shadow line warnings
unheeded by mankind
i sit in the press box
watching you on the gurney
a lethal injection
to speed you on your journey
and on the road to the underworld
when youth has passed its prime
sing shadow line warnings
unheeded by mankind
and none have heard it
too deaf and too unkind
shadow line warnings
against the cruelty of mankind
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Polka Dot Popcorn
03:40
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she was eating polka dot popcorn
and wearing a typerwriter dress
her hair was curled with kanga pearls
her shoes were tied with licorice
she was standing at the bus stop
between 3 and 4 am
i told her id been looking for her all my life
and asked her where she'd been
she jumped into my taxi
gave me her address and said, "drive.
take whatever route you like,
just get me home alive"
as i drove, she told do me of her homeland
where life was dingy and difficult to bear
but every day you got through
without getting killed \zzz\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\was a good day
and nothing in either love or war was fair
an american citizen
of venezuelean descent
she minded her own business
enduring her torment
we arrived at her address
i saw her to the door
she went inside, i drove away
and never saw her no more
with daylight came the newsboys
who shouted out the news
that an enemy of state was found
shot dead in syracuse
her face did not match
the name on the list
still the newspapers identified her
as a domestic terrorist
eating polka dot popcorn
wearing a typerwriter dress
her hair was curled with kanga pearls
mingled with red licorice
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chorus
pieces of me
pieces of you
the wind carries our secrets
the rain buried the clues
as i counted the streets i knew not
whether i was in boston or seattle
or what time my train would be leaving
and if in fact had the fare
as i arrived at a bridge i could not cross
during the daylight hours
because the ships passing beneath it
were taller than the trees
repeat chorus
as i wandered through the rooms of my mother's house
my dear mother, so long time departed
sinatra still sang on the radio
and the pans in the kitchen clattered
repeat chorus
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never liked that song when it was on the radio
but i miss the days when that sound was in the air
you were on the stage and i was writng movies
there was no denying we were quite a pair
sometimes still ill buy a ticket for that train
going out of town on the hudson line
our old house in westchester is now completely empty
but i like to pass it by from time to time
we havent spoken in such a long time
i suppose it is better that way somehow
we have nothing left to say to each other
considering the way we are now
once again, it is the end of september
when the sun goes down, i feel the chilly breeze
the streets are alive with returning students
leaves are falling from the trees
you used to love that song when it was on the radio
when i heat it now i always think of you
and of those long lost days when we were so optimistic
about who we were and what we were going to do
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Love is a Promise
02:44
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love is a promise
it can be broken or kept
heart-pickers are cackling
where the faithful wept
i will not allow anything to tear me apart
or those i love will sure ecape
the sanctuary of my heart
to complain that one is unloved is a complaint,
as empty as the memories of a prisoner escaped
when you cross your fingers
be careful of your hands
the truest lover is the lover
who doesnt give a damn
there is no limit to what
such a person will do
when they fall
crazy-out-of-love with you
i's all the same," she cries
throwing herself to the street
from the window she watches
herself in defeat
"we owe a debt to death" she had read
in her book of sorrows.
"if we do not pay today,
he will come for it tomorrow.
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I Have No Will
02:28
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i have no key to lift again
i have no will to be still again
i sang the song of you and me
in lines of phony poetry
why go on, what's the use?
im no poet and you're no muse
still we are standing
where we stand
dripping and slipping
into perilous sand
our hearts remain hard
our wounds never mend
we dont pay for our sins
we live with them
i have no key to lift again
i have no will to be still again
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10. |
It's Only A Train
02:43
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the rusty wheels are making music
as they roll on down the track
dont know where it will take me
or if ill be comin back
but dont you worry
sara jane
its only a train
you ask of me "why am i here?"
"it is because i love you dear
"why do you have to go away?"
"because ive got a debt to pay.
wintertime is coming
the sun is going down
whistle is blowing
getting close to town
but dont you worry
sara jane
its only a train
"
"i will never understand
why was i born in this dark land"
"you are here on this green and grassy ground
to be loved and to spread your love around"
now we have to say goodbye
im sure you'll get along just fine
i cant explain dont ask me why
we'll meet up somewhere down the line
in different seasons
we take different routes
one person comes in
and another goes out
everything waxes
everything wanes
so dont worry
sara jane
its only a train
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The End of Everything
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i took out the trash
then i put up the sign
this house for sale
and i went for a ride
past vacant lots
and boarded up stores
places i loved
and dont remember anymore
This is the end of everything
To hell with what tomorrow may bring
The sun may shine
The birds may sing
But this is the end of everything
i sold my old buick
to joes used car lot
then i threw away everything
in the last years id bought
threw my guitars in a pile
gasoline and a match
bought a ticket to nowhere
chorus
The children had gone
I swept out the nest
when they were through with me
I let go of them
i had given my love
from here to yesterday
they grew up and left
now I sweep myself away
the end of the road
just a dirt trail
i walk across rocks
then the rocks disappear
nothing ahead
nothing behind
i am walking on air
and was out of there fast
past the end of the line
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12. |
God Bless You
02:46
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ive had good times and bad times
crashed many a nest
there were plenty who had loved me
but none said "god bless you" when i left
ive played the blues and rock an roll
i never would have guessed
id wake up cold and old and lonely
and terrified like all the rest
"see you later alligator"
"after a while crocodile"
there was humor in the parting
but no "god bless you" in her smile
i was never the kind a girl would marry
but i prepared them for the wobbly bed
but they never said "god bless you " in the morning
at most they sometimes said
"who has seen a fart?
neither you nor i
farts emenate from pyramids
through one suspended eye"
some men dont get the message
we are only gigilos
why should women say "god bless you"
when weve brought them down so low?
maybe when we die
we return to the sea
every fish that does not eat us
says "may god bless you and me
there are beanstalks we can climb
their roots strangle the vines
of the tree that is true life
may god bless us all in time
yeah ive had good times and bad times
crashed many a nest
there were plenty who had loved me
but none said "god bless you" when i left
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