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In Between People

by simpleton

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1.
Clip You Out 02:00
The empty grid gazes up At the empty face up above Worn down and not a clue The puzzle master and the fat she chews Leaves ya mumblin’ and stumblin’ Where the numbers won’t live Just her insinuations And the answers you give It fills in the puzzle but It’s all up to her Sometimes they settle Sometimes astir What goes where and What makes the fit You make speak the truth But how well does it sit? She’s the eye of her own storm Be warned The rose and the thorn (gonna) Clip you out.
2.
Boy at the bottom of the stairs too many cares a shroud, a crown, in a bowl of black hair puppet on strings given plenty of hollow things and off to the fort he goes a place I know built to shut it all out cower in corners scared of math hiding behind the rock at the top of the path In space I am - safe to plan a world around the bend And I'm going to the tower to take my revenge. (I know how to toughen up - suck it up 'cuz stone don't tear I know there's a place to go and a way to get there) Outdoor singing Goin backyard Harold's Chicken on Mastercard I know a place we can go - a place I know to shut it all out. With my guitar I can shut it all out.
3.
Rock (v. 3) 01:57
Sandinistas eatin’ Ranchitos What the hell do we know Speedin to Reno All the way from Sausalito I put 5 on Black Seventy-three Makin the scene in my old jalopy I was kicked to the bricks Pulled up my stakes Pinned it at 85 With the wobbles and shakes (C’mon) Rock with me, baby Rock with me, girl Rock with me, lady Rock my world So much profit in the prophets I wish they’d just come off it Her speech ain’t no sonnet Ain’t no bee in her bonnet About it. The past-dated dogma Soakin in a sauna While I’m playin dead like an iguana Flyin outta Managua You can’t pay me to lay low Tell me something I don’t know I beg yer pardon and say so I’m the way the wind blows (Darlin) Rock with me, baby Rock with me, girl Rock with me, honeychild (won’t you) Rock my world Rock with me, baby Rock with me, girl Rock with me in the summertime Rock my world.
4.
God spoke first Then came the lions The wind, the sea The unborn dyin The mess up ahead And the sources cryin About the untold dead During the days of lyin Some ask questions When answers are given Truth left long ago Said it was quittin Felt left out, so rarely used Leave it to fiction who likes being abused (And he’s good at it too.) The animals shook As the green went gray History rewritten In a single day Penned from the hand That carried the sword The sun moves away Darkness toward. (Darkness towards) The whole in the earth The farmer sews What once went there Nobody knows No crop circles No drop-zones Parched earth Buckles at home Parched earth buckles at home The sun moves away, darkness toward Parched earth buckles at home
5.
Pigs in the pen Did it again Lost in the wilderness I begin Youth is gone Far less bold What a crummy way to grow old. (Chorus) On the sidewalk in winter. I’m on the sidewalk in winter, And it’s fucking cold. Aint goin down to defeat Aint doin it on repeat Ground’s too frozen to grow Or to put my hands in concrete setting slow. (Chorus) Burned out. Confused. The reasons are new But not the way we abuse. Go ahead and squeeze, and burn. It’s my experience we never learn. (Chorus) Betray us our secrets Our hereoes and weakness What the hell am I doin this for Aint no knockin at my door (Chorus)
6.
Nujamb 02:25
7.
No Surprises 02:36
A heart that's full up like a landfill A job that slowly kills you Bruises that won't heal You look so tired Un-happy Bring down the government They don't speak for us And I'll take a quiet life a handshake of carbon monoxide And no alarms And no surprises, please. Only silence Silence And this is my final fit and this is My final bellyache No alarms And no surprises. Such a pretty house Such a pretty garden No alarms And no surprises, dear.

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Let's call this album the middle child of three sickly tweens.

Pulled from limbo -- from the ashes of a theater, burned by arson. Pulled from under the ice on our pond.

I stood there drowning, amazed, at the curtains made of fire.

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released May 1, 2008

Album notes: Captured out of the air with my PowerBook G4, and using a Radioshack mic running through my pawn shop crate amp. 6 out of 12 string acoustic guitar, vocals, squeezed through some filters; programming and keys. Recorded using Garageband. The album art is an oil pastel drawing from 93/94.

Most of the songs are born from writing on the road (the second bedroom), inbetween gigs (10-15 minutes sets, in the second bedroom). Worn and weary.

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