1. |
Mad, Bad and Dangerous
03:55
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hearty laughs dry outside in the rain
short horror gores the sleeping window panes
I drink my glass unbeknownst to thee
wild winds raging all around the willow tree
He's mad bad and dangerous
A tad sad but crazy to and fro
He's mad bad and dangerous
to know
somewhere, up there in the mist
glowing stovetops glisten over lost chairs
He leaned over for one more kiss
then he vanished like a sneeze in the air
He's mad bad and dangerous
A tad sad but crazy to and fro
He's mad bad and dangerous
to know
he's a mover, he's a shaker and he likes to fight
hardly one person can sleep at night
when all these F bombs and H bombs making it too bright
surreptitiously the mind does play
tricking the masses on some digital day
he is sad for the crying in the streets
he is mad for lying when the people shout at thee
he is sick of having one more baby born of disease
he is human, he is something
he is rattled like a snake
he is lost and he is loving
but he always makes mistakes
He's mad bad and dangerous
A tad sad but crazy to and fro
He's mad bad and dangerous
to know
He's mad bad and dangerous
A tad sad but crazy to and fro
He's mad bad and dangerous
to know
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2. |
Hidden Things Flowing
05:39
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I walk by my old school
children playing where I used to
where is it going
when did the moanin' stop
don't start telling me you're not bad
Ive seen the newspapers baby and you're really
all that bad
don't believe what you hear
don't even believe what you see
don't believe anything
don't believe anything at all
well I've always wanted someone to tell things to
it could never have been you though
runnin' out on a dime
oh lonely me look at the time
preachin' the same song over
and over and over and over again well
here it goes again
rollin' off my tongue and into your ears
where is it going
when did the mowing stop
oh tick-tock knowing
spaces and hidden things flowing
seek the truth always
no matter what's beginnin'
don't be so bitter
hey help me out
I'll help you out sister
make it worth my time and I'll see you get mine
oh dear leader
beware if you stare too hard
you just might see what I am
look in the mirror darlin'
lookin' the mirror
someones falling head over heels
where is it going
oh where is it going
when did the moaning stop
tick-tock glowing
spaces and hidden things flowing
flowing flowing flowing flow
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3. |
Mutual Bruising
04:32
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She said I was serious
but I'm not serious
just look at me
like a clown I pa-rouse the streets
with my pants down
looking for the next big thing
lying here so sweetly
being afraid of something I don't understand
It's just a bit of kidding
the common man is loosing
to the sting of some mutual bruising
remember the good times
the promises of hope and equality
by the puppet of the vary same
who keep the game going
under a variety of names
remember the sweet things
leave the bitterness to us
the king of kings
of bad luck
the so-called singers being fucked
you do it to me, I'll do it to you
everyone's bent over for the same boo-hoos
So remember me when I'm gone
I'm done
The hurt discarded by the fun
I'd like to give you this song
in any manner of your choosing
come one, come all
wars of mind
wars of mind
wars of mind make
mutual bruising
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4. |
I Cannot Believe
04:37
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I cannot believe it
I cannot receive anything
I cannot re-be what I already was
and when it's time to see
I see what's all the buzz
I cannot believe
what I see with thine own eyes
and I want to make peace
and move along to other ties
and be believed
when all my time has gone and I
can't be relieved
I cannot believe what we have done
looks like the one
with no reprieve
they cannot believe it
they cannot take
just what they make
and how to shake it
I cannot take it
It cannot be
I cannot believe it
I cannot receive anything
I cannot re-be what I already was
and when it's time to see
I see what's all the buzz
they cannot believe it
they cannot take
just what they make
and how to shake it
I cannot take it
It cannot be
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5. |
Big Black Jack
06:08
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He was a devil, he was a saint
He cuts the rib-eye that he ate
He wears a leather jacket stained with blood
Bullet holes, firewood, and cheap cologne
Where did he come from, where did he go
Where did he come from, where did he go
Big Black Jack
He knows where its at
Big Black Jack
He likes it like that
They called him one day I say
I bet you can't shoot the grain off the hay
He said okay tomorrow you'll pray
When I do what you say you better start payin'
He took his Luger and he fired again
One more time and he strikes again
Seven people wondered, seven people watched
As Big Black Jack blew that grain apart
Ol' Jim Crow never did know
How awful it'd be to run the show
So after the fire the dust did settle
Then out of the fog was a .38 special
Well Big Black Jack
He knows where its at
Big Black Jack
He likes it like that
Bang bang I say
Bang bang
You gotta shoot shoot
The guys with the loot
Bang bang I say
Bang bang
You gotta shoot shoot
The guys with the loot
Big Black Jack
He knows where its at
Big Black Jack
He likes it like that
I say bang bang
You gotta shoot shoot
I say bang bang
You gotta shoot shoot
Big Black Jack
He knows where its at
Big Black Jack
He likes it like that
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6. |
I Want to Be Your Fool
04:00
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I want to be where you want to be
I want to be where it's cool
I want to be in good times used to be
I want to be a fool
I want to be where you want to be
I want to be so cruel
I want to be your happiness
I want to be your tool
I want to see so suddenly
be in a dream of you someplace
I want to be in paradise
so careless days refrain
when sunshine has gone away
the birds do fly away too
and the summer breeze falls to sleep
and winter is here to stay
I want to see so suddenly
be in a dream of you someplace
I want to be in paradise
so careless days refrain
I want to be means nothing to me
oh much of me is lame
you're a careless fool with nothing to do
and I want to be the same as you
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7. |
I'm Alright
03:41
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the sleeping sheeple walk across the bridge
the tired ones now falling off the ridge
their leader walks and talks through innate smiles
and teary eyes on fire and feet made of stone
Woah, O the young ones, they're too young to die
the stars across their bellies and the signs lost in time
breaking bread with each other, brothers in space, mind
and time, too, lost long ago
I'm alright…I'm alright
I had dinner with a socialite tonight,
lovely coat of white, glistening darkness
all around the face, the place was bad, a good bad
if it ever had a meaning then the meaning was had,
and its sad to see my mirror in front of me, as I took another
ouster from the bar, by the czars, by the czars...
She thinks I'm crazy, I think I'm crazy, and well I'm satisfied
when I see another leader I will greet her with some unforgiving song
I will follow where I started and wallow where I shouldn't belong
I'm alright…I'm alright
Woah, O the young ones, they're too young to die
the stars across their bellies and the signs lost in time
breaking bread with each other, brothers in space, mind
and time, too, lost long ago
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8. |
Louder
04:13
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the people couldn't hear
what the maiden of the lover
had to tell what she had to suffer
the patriarch of loving for this wicked queen
the bearing of the strangeness
and the magic of a glove
given breathlessly like you
O wonder how I am, I can't lie to my own mirror
the suffering of the wonder under the hand
of the hearers, the singers, the seers being nearer
to me, healing some power bestowed upon me
the burning of the Bush, cornerstones of DC
the wonder of creation, steaming, burying me
the strangeness of the people
and the people strange with power
the mass get louder and louder
this house will never die!
O the strangeness of the people
and the people strange with power
the mass get louder and louder
this house will never die!
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9. |
Wax Politik
02:59
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I'm molded by your fingers and your hands
by truthful eyes a-blazing throughout the sorrow land
in figures fall calling out to Nostradamus' muse
a tingly of such angel dust like ghosts whispering to you
in the land of wax
politik is it's name
living can bring death
and government will be it's game
they are seeing past the guise of a gleeful mass of sheep
they are seeking and they are wise to all the GMOs they make us eat
but why are they all the time trying to siphon up the gates of Krishna's hell
at every waking state we claimed to have no knowledge of the tale
in the land of Pax Romana
in the land of we
the land of solidarity
the place of you and me
let eagles grip on your sleeves
the buzzards have the bees
it's times like these I am a sleaze
in the land of liberty
persuaded by the tube and diluted by the red facts
the preying monsters here at last and the ballots have been cast
a ruthless force is swaying like a swing set in the breeze
before you know our time has come being pulled beneath the waves
by foolish slugs they give and by wicked emotions play
the men and women of renown are sleeping already in graves
it's time at last to see the sun for all it's worth in heaven
and burn the wax until it melts like bread inside an oven
they turn to slimy sludge they go
in drainage they now lay
in truly homey stays I say
where they belong today
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10. |
Trancendenticality
03:12
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we all start out feel in something out of this world
no one has anything to say
when we are going through it all
all the damn time
oh did you see that thing in the sky
oh did you mean to tell me goodbye
you never told me just how awful things can be
all the damn time
people are no wonder why i can get so mean
oh so i gotta go where we can never say hello again
oh do you have the time
oh this transcendental feeling of mine
weep and moan yeah sinner go back in your cages
all is coming to a close when the leviathan in here
goes in and out of control
oh my oh here I go out into the cold
oh my bye bye
oh in the sky
oh bye and bye
oh my oh
I'm just saying goodbye
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11. |
Lie to Rest
04:25
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go to sleep now
you won't have to see the morn
lie to rest my sweet thing now
in time they will mourn
lying here on the couch
they bitch about some little show
I don't wanna know about
and when I can't even hear
they start telling lies and beware
the deceitful steps it takes to rid
yourself of them that keep me awake
for Christ's sake when the owl howls
you will lie and lie again
from every angle it will come out
so fall asleep
lie to rest my sweet thing now
in time they will mourn
just how far they've let themselves down
go to sleep now
you won't have to see the storm
lie to rest my sweet thing now
in time you will see the morn
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12. |
Wait for Me
05:01
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please, wait for me
wherever you may be
I want to go, too
please, oh wait for me
be by my side
tell me sweet lies
and bury me in glory
please, oh please just wait
I've got bait and tackle, babe
don't you go and come back late
I don't have all your time
please, oh please wait for me
I'll be in your arms soon
wait for me then play with me
don't treat me like a buffoon
open up your gate
it's gotta be our fate
no time to hate but love
is what's on our plate because
you are gonna wait for me
bury me in glory
and I won't take too long
I'm not faking this song
I'm gonna shake
you gonna wait
I'm gonna shake
you gonna wait
tell me sweet lies
but with bitter taste
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13. |
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he's never the same
never ever ever clever
and I'm dyin', on the inside
nobody was there
but there is hope out there somewhere
shinin' under a bushel for me
there is a fire that's burn in
in a holy candle for thee
gone and gone again
that's the way things should be
you just gotta know
what to know
and you'll get by
you just gotta know
what to know
and you'll get by
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14. |
Goodbye, Love
03:34
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goodbye love
goodbye love
who to chose
you've been the one
the trouble comes over me
the weight was a ton
shouting out in my sleep
the sleep I keep so neat and tidy
shouting out in my sleep
the sleep I keep so neat and tidy
goodbye love
goodbye love
good
you're not the woman you once were
not even the man
moments like this start but they never end
little silence breaks the ice
warm blooded hates the light
I've been through a lot
and I've been through nothing
nothing I've thought was at least something to me
when I ,ooh back and read into it
it makes my face fill up with
goodbye love
goodbye love
oh
goodbye goodbye love
goodbye
I thought I'd have you here
you thought I was unclear
I saw you standing there
I saw you standing there holding him and
I saw you holding him well
you know what that means
goodbye love
goodbye love
goodbye love
good bye
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15. |
Black Box
04:45
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you can't blow back the wind
when your head is turned
you can't let me be when there is no money burned
don't tell me i can't live when I'm in this shape
don't tell me lies and then make me a milk shake
but I'm not hopeless
I'm just carrying that weight
lamentation for the masses
inevitable dawn among the ruthless flowers
a barking dog commences the night
the few remain among the vary many
intangible plight to be what you love
a lonesome harbor carries its own weight
to bringeth you holy cakes and stale bread
and bleedeth you dry on restless nights dreary
and cometh to pass on a bright beam of light
lament for you and me to come home
whoever it may be there throne is up above
and lay down our weary heads for a spell
in time even green pastures will wear and be pale
memories are fading
I'm fading
with this lament to the church house
and someone lies in the big black box in the church house
it ain't Paul
it ain't Pete
it's me
I've lost this loathsome battle but won the war
now I'm overflowing in there out there everywhere
float free baby
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16. |
HolyBurnMe
03:40
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you know he'll be coming back
coming back for you
you know He ain't got no time
to be coming back for you
oh brother
don't wait around
time has come oh lord
following me around
oh sweet Jesus
carry me
away
fly me away
to the highway
and be my road warrior
again
long time coming
following me home
oh lord
I'm beggin' you
take me from this
lonesome home
in the desert where i live
I linger and begin
where there is no good
where there is no god
where there is no love
I wanna come home lord
I wanna come home
I want to be a star
I want to burst up and fly
like the angels into the sky
as there bursting into fiery flame
flying to close to the sun
oh lord
HolyBurnMe
HolyBurnMe
Fuckin' A
Holy BurnMe
My sweet lord
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17. |
Raw Tonic
02:59
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the night's already gone
morning sun will rise
hardships will all come
downtime at the same time
time slips away
like a drink that's run dry
raw tonic for the man
with the moon in his eye
days turn into weeks
weeks bleed into years
but some things I feel
will keep me from my peers
like a drunk without his glass
and a dog without a bone
raw tonic for the man
who walks this road alone
time slips away
like a drink that's run dry
raw tonic for the man
with the moon in his eye
aging like a hound
left out in the rain
the bull becomes the fighter
and the man becomes the game
in a quite little room
solidarity confined
of love and of religion
intertwined with scum of rye
and time slips away
like a drink that has run dry
raw tonic for a man
with the moon shining in his eye
raw loving for the soul
raw seeking for the sight
raw giving unto other plights
raw taking in its prime
raw shaving off the deadened weight
raw piercing of the mind
raw forgiving for the men
who surely have done their time
and time slips away
like a drink that has run dry
raw tonic for a man
with the moon shining in his eye
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18. |
Crooked
03:15
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the room filled with shadows in upon he walked in
the crooked man with a crooked smile a crooked tie and I
felt so ashamed I gave away his name
crooked with a guise he smiles yet again
making his way to the cupboard for another loaf of old bread
crooked with his walk he waltzes over to me with a sway softly
moving with repeatable inconsistencies and crooked style
he's a crooked guy a little shy at times, but he's alright, yeah
crooked with a little bit of vile he smiles again
crooked lighting gleams off his crooked chin
and his bones are shaped like crooked lightning bolts
yeah, he got it from his crooked folks
crooked with a grin he says how about we do that thing
crookedly I say back to him why not
and the room filled with crooked shadows
as the crooked light fixtures faded
into a bent up vacuum of a room
crooked in the groove his legs moved in the air
zig zag shag rug underneath his toes
and flowing crooked hair
crooked shuffle the man spoke
I'm here
in a crooked breathe
I'm awoke
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19. |
One Trick Pony
02:48
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one trick pony
given the signs
over the line
and in time we will be blind
to the suffering of others on top of unholy lie
the impeccable tie
the unquestionable guise
of un-skinned fur animals
the unbreakable blinds
true but not true
the time that carried me the news
looking through you
all the time
and I saw the crimes
and green grinning pines
pining for you
pining for you
oh I'm pining arrive
come alive
I been talkin' to you
just for you to find me yo always do
you
pining for you
I'm just pinning for you
no track pony
heeding no signs
over the line and in time they will be blind oh
to the suffering of others
on top of unholy lie
the impeccable tie
the unquestionable highs
of skinned fur tangibles
unbreakable binds
untrue be true
the time be tellin' me the news
looking through you again all the time
and i saw your crimes the rooted grape vines
they were pinning for you
come alive
oh
I been talkin' to you
just pay the fine
and they'll let you be you
hooked and pinned
I'm pining for you
it's true
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20. |
Do or Die
04:56
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I want to believe that this crisis is averted
but this doesn't mean that this claim will be asserted
I will burn them burning all yeah I'm coming
will it be the right time to make an alibi
will you stand up and shout the that you heard
yeah do or die
yeah do or die
on a righteous earth there they stood
upon a healthy and rich fulfilling land
but all in all they killed them all
and brought the pain and sorrow
to a stand still there still it was
burning at the last heard yeah you could
do or die
do or die
when I saw the light before me
questioning all the things that I can ignore
or can't ignore me but I am
gone again in this misty haze
I have flown again into this dazy craze
the human race calls through the walls
do or die
do or die
when I stand tall through it all
waiting for you to come again
into my world
believing a sting will be contained
and when the work day ends I sigh
a little more
do or die
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Zane Brune Chicago, Illinois
"Zane Brune embodies the perfect compromise between a edgy rock and roll lifer and a elusive song-writer with his own unique language and expressions. Borrowing from the vast vernacular of rock, pop, soul and alternative, Brune swings from light to darkness seamlessly and frantically within a playlist that feels like a inner travel within the most remote corners of the human psyche." ... more
Zane Brune recommends:
the waiting room
by Tindersticks
Tinderstick's new release is indefinitely haunting and grabs you by the ears effortlessly in its simplistic yet fundamental use of creative songwriting. A great collection of tracks.
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Art Decay, Everything Looks Boring
by VHS
A really great seattle post-punk sound that blends rockin' grooves and angsty chanting so well that you'll be head bangin' in seconds.
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RAWS:Chicago
by Junius Paul Trio
A Fantastic jazz and groove live album recorded right here in Chicago. It's cool, live, and beatnik-esque - what more can you ask for?
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Cermony's Ross John Farrar experiments with synths, bass, & percussion to make music similar to that from the '80s homemade tape scene.
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Lowdown Ways
by DADDY LONG LEGS
The NYC trio push their blown-out garage-blues sound into new territory, on both reinterpreted classics and originals.
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Delightful and delirious shoegaze from this NYC group, with syrupy guitars and dreamy vocals.
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