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One More Time
I’ve taken a lot of things
I’ve taken a lot of things lying down
I’ve taken things standing up
Happy as a clown
Falling down
If I could take this off
Like a plain face
Or go to sleep
In baby’s lace
But there’s a hill
And there’s a race
To win - one more time
I’ve taken a lot of things
But I don’t want to take this pill
This antique oak leaf anti - womanhood
No one should
No one could
We’ve taken a lot of things
We’ve taken a lot of things lying down
We’ve taken things standing up
But nobody should have to
Take it like this
No one could
No one should
No one would
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In The Rushes
No regrets peyote
No one forgets that night
Under the stars
Dancing and smelling the air
Twirling out of orbit
And dancing and smelling the air
Churning and returning
Grinding and unfurling
When I feel my knuckles
Curling
Just curling
Crying pain for pain
No moonless nights ever
That’s the story we tell
That’s the story so far
In the cities
In the cities
In the rushes
In the rushes
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Three A.M.
Sleep facing the wall
You won’t hear them coming
Ears to the ground
The hoof beats humming
As they ride across your head
I awoke at three a.m.
Looking for my origins
All I got was sorry man
Land is land is land is land
Till the end of time
Drinking from a dirty well
If ya get to drink at all
Facing the North
Like it’s 1848
And you dream about your bed
I awoke at three a.m.
Looking for my origins
All I got was sorry man
Land is land is land is land
Is land is land is land is land
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My My
Waiting like neglected cargo
Whose ship has sailed
Fading like an early porno
The past we nailed
To the wall
Blackmailed
By the wind
Derailed
By one and all
My my - where’s the emergency
Right here - right now
Right here for all to see
We’re an affront
We’ve been waylaid
We are adrift
From sea to shining sea
Hailing out of Old Dominion
Our father’s fathers be
Till we voiced our own communion
The swinging rosary
From the hip
Prevailed
From all sides
Impaled
And left on the pier
Alone
Out of fear
Out of foam
Dis united
Alone
My my - where’s the emergency
Right here - right now
Right here for all to see
We’re an affront
We’ve been waylaid
We are adrift
From sea to shining sea
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Columns
If I only had hammer
Every problem that I found
Would be a nail
And I would pound and I would pound
Pound and pound
Still you know
It’s often said
Everything changes
(That anything seems
To be anything at all
That’s just a concept
That we accept)
If I only had hammer
Every problem that I found
Would be a nail
And I would pound
I would pound
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Gold Star
Were you there the day they stole
That original echo
Were you there
The day he really let go
Today - our grief flows
And masses into little whitecaps
Riding the waves
Crashing
And snatching
A glimpse of
That cream colored
Tear - shaped
Electric
Guitar
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Back Then
Back then - my people left Arkansas, before Noah built the Ark
Back then - walked to Amritsar, over mountains in the dark
Back then - our blood burned with anger, a thousand miles a day
Back then we swam the oceans
Back then we soared in the sky
Back then watched stars form in Memphis
Back then I don’t remember why
Back then - we were the warriors, back then - we were the priests
Back then - our silence was a hunter, hiding among the thieves
Back then - when happiness was illusion
Back then - we walked through the night, candles lighting our way
Back then - the sun warmed our sacred hearts, emptiness was our curse
Back then we swam the oceans
Back then we soared in the sky
Back then watched stars form in Memphis
Back then I don’t remember why
Back then - she kissed me in the subway, I followed her many - sided face
Back then - I was conquered by passion, couldn’t remember my place
Back then - we hitched a ride to Boston, from there to Bangalore
Back then we swam the oceans
Back then we soared in the sky
Back then watched stars form in Memphis
Back then I don’t remember why
Back then - a thousand years from now
Milk will quench your thirst
Back then - incense will be my breath
And money will grow from the earth
Back then - I swam in the Ganges
Put my name in the sacred book
Back then - you were my brother
Please remember why
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Triple Resonator Bunny
You’re all fifty - foot drag wire
You’re all large magenta cartridge
And a double pleasure rabbit hole
You’re all solar powered abalone
And bug - eyed heater
You’re my Daisy - Mae picture frame
You say
Are you gonna join me in the revolution honey
I say yea
If you help me find my
Triple Resonator, Bunny
I’m in love with your sunny topcoat
I’m in love with your explainin’
I’m in love with your ribbon bow
And all your key stress points
You got that
Tuff nuts casino
All walled up and primo
And you sure know how
To use them thumbs
You say
Are you gonna join me in the revolution honey
I say yea
If you help me find my
Triple Resonator, Bunny
I’m an unabashed enthusiast
For your hypoid axle
And your cloud 9 organic
Makes me wanna sweep your living room
Till you got
Till you got
Mojave luster
On your floor
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Non-Compliance
The view’s not all
Vices and dangers
Nor only the sliming of strangers
Or using the gold of your virtue
To strike at the things that won’t hurt you
You should heed your second mind
And those old eyes
Singing those old songs
About who we are - About who we are
About who we are
The sky’s not all
God-filled and chemtrails
Nor only the reading of entrails
For kings
And divine inner circles
Who take until nothing is fertile
You should heed your second mind
And those old eyes
Singing those old songs
About who we are - About who we are
About who we are
(And this ain’t it - this ain’t it)
No more straining
It’s as simple as flying
There’ll be no complaining
There’ll be no complying
There’ll be no complaining
There’ll be no complying
You should heed your second mind
And those old eyes
Singing those old songs
About who we are - About who we are
About who we are
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Son
Lying in the heat
My heart a hollow screech
I’m so far out of the zone
I’m too far from my soul
I wrote you a letter
But the wind took it away
I wrote you just to ask
Where is my son - today
Wailing like the wild
With blisters on his feet
No moaning or complaining
We just carry the child
I wrote you a letter
But the wind took it away
I wrote you just to ask
Where is my son - today
Rising like the tide
Against that farther beach
Pushing me down
Away from my only heart
I wrote you a letter
But the wind took it away
I wrote you just to ask
Where is my son - today
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Other Room
So I can hear you talking
In the other room
I can hear it getting louder
Hear the dishes breaking
I’m hiding out
Here in this room
With my headphones on
Turned up loud
Turned up loud
So I got no place to run
I’m stuck here
I’m in another world
With my headphones on
I can’t hear you
I can’t hear you
I am so far away
So far away
In the other room
It’s another world
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12. |
I Will Care For You
02:54
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I Will Care For You
When the day is young
And the air is bright
And the summer sun it shines on everything
It’s easy then to say, “I do,” and
“I will always be true”
When it comes that the days grow short
And it’s cold and the ceiling’s froze
I will keep the home fire burning
And I will care for you
Now, in the autumn, leaves must fall
Green has turned to gold
My love for you withstands the frost
As yours does for me
And together we face the winter
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Danger Painters Washington, D.C.
Danger Painters is Michael Barron, Bob Boilen, Bill Harvey and Kevin Lay. Their musical Heritage dates back to the seminal
70s-80s DC music scene, including Tiny Desk Unit, Fuji's Navy and Rhoda & The Bad Seeds.
The band members met in DC but now live in Maryland, New York and California, collaborating via the internet and very rarely meeting in one place to perform in public.
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