• Lyrics

    AUGUSTINE
    McCarthy
    (lyrics: McCarthy)

    Fell asleep with a cigarette
    To the flicker of a TV set
    No one saw you wave your white flag
    No one saw your family photo album
    Never saw your family photo album

    Fought some battles and we lost the war
    And there's ashtrays all on the floor
    "The city ain't beat me yet" he said
    To the flicker of a TV set
    To the blue light of a TV set

    I'm takin' ya home
    Hang up the phone
    We'll listen to radio
    Keep your head up kid
    I know you can swim
    But ya gotta move your legs

    I'm takin' ya home
    Hang up the phone
    We'll listen to radio
    Keep your head up kid
    I know you can swim
    But ya gotta move your legs

    The leaves are fallin' off the trees
    There's children playin' in the street
    Have you lost your will to see straight?
    Well to hell with New York City then,
    New York City can go to hell

    I'm takin' ya home
    Hang up the phone
    We'll listen to radio
    Keep your head up kid
    I know you can swim
    But ya gotta move your legs

    I'm takin' ya home
    Hang up the phone
    We'll listen to radio
    Keep your head up kid
    I know you can swim
    But ya gotta move your legs

    Fell asleep with a cigarette
    To the flicker of a TV set
    No one saw you wave your white flag
    No one saw your family photo album
    Never saw your family photo album

    I'm takin' ya home
    Turn off the phone
    We'll listen to radio
    Keep your head up kid
    I know you can swim
    But ya gotta move your legs

    I'm takin' ya home
    Turn off the phone
    We'll listen to radio
    Keep your head up kid
    I know you can swim
    But ya gotta move your legs

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    CHAPEL SONG
    McCarthy/Martinez
    (lyrics: McCarthy)

    Well there goes my girl
    Into the chapel
    Now she's walking down the aisle
    And it feels just like a mile
    And I shake shake shake like a leaf
    And I'm lyin' lyin' lyin' through my teeth
    I got a pocket full of handshakes
    And it don't mean nothin'

    There goes my girl
    Into the chapel
    Now she's walking down the aisle
    And her man begins to smile
    And I shake shake shake like a leaf
    And I'm lyin' lyin' lyin' through my teeth
    I'm a bowl of bruised fruit
    Inside a chapel of shiny apples

    Tear up the photograph!
    'cause it's a bright blue sky
    Tear up the photograph!
    'cause it's a bright blue sky
    Tear up the photograph!
    'cause it's a bright blue sky
    Tear up the photograph!
    'cause it's a bright blue sky

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    HEADLONG
    McCarthy
    (lyrics: McCarthy)

    We were headlong into the abyss
    In a four door sedan
    And a kid that always stuttered
    We stole it, for the feeling, of stealing
    And drove it, like our days had been stolen

    Follow me down
    Follow me down
    Follow me down

    We'll raise our glass
    To borrowed cash
    To borrowed cash

    Our wheels touched the highway
    We traveled on down
    From the valley that raised us up to shrink down
    And gave us the drive
    To keep driving from dreary and dread
    To make bets we could not afford to

    Follow me down
    Follow me down

    We'll raise our glass
    To borrowed cash
    To borrowed cash

    C'mon, c'mon, c'mon to borrowed cash

    Well call the police, go ahead call your shrink
    Call whoever you want but I won't stop the car
    Well call the police, go ahead call your priest
    Call whoever you want, call in the National Guard!

    Well call the police, go ahead call your shrink
    Call whoever you want, call in the National Guard!
    Well call the police, go ahead call your priest
    Call whoever you want

    Well call the police, go ahead call your shrink
    Call whoever you want but I won't stop the car
    Well call the police, go ahead call your priest
    Call whoever you want, call in the National Guard!

    Well call the police, go ahead call your shrink
    Call whoever you want, call in the National Guard!
    Well call the police, go ahead call your priest
    Call whoever you want

    I ain't gonna wait around for some pill to kick in
    I ain't gonna wait around for some pill to kick in
    Im gonna wait around,
    gonna wait around
    for a pill to kick in.

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    BOOK OF JAMES
    McCarthy
    (lyrics: McCarthy)

    On a park bench sat a crimson beating heart
    and behind him the girls played double dutch in the park
    The sun began to burn his snow white skin
    I guess your either headin' somewhere or endin up somewhere..

    Storm clouds began to form in his head
    and crisscrossed his mind like a restless angry ocean
    And the howling of hardship and heartache
    kneeled and grinned in his face

    He stood there in his boots unable to move
    And i came here to tell you that i love you

    And here lies my green eyes
    rolled back in my head, but they're alive
    and all these words can all get spoken
    just know we tried
    and you're forgiven

    He made his way down the boulevard
    near the 99 cent stores and garbage in the yards
    And he began to sing
    about the crickets and the backroads where we used to play

    I guess your either headin' somewhere or endin up somewhere..
    cause I tried the bible, tried the bottle, tried the needle, tried to
    love people
    And in the end there aint much to say
    And in the end there aint much to say anyway
    And i stand here in my shoes, unable to move
    my hat in my hands, at the bottom of the ocean.

    And here lies my green eyes
    rolled back in my head but they're alive
    and all the words can all get spoken
    just know we tried
    and you're forgiven

    you're forgiven

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    NEW DRINK FOR THE OLD DRUNK
    E. Bachman
    (lyrics: E. Bachman)

    Would you try?
    Could you buy a new drink for the old drunk
    It's no crime to resign misery with a bottle
    You walked into town without making a sound
    And you slipped and you slammed your face into the crowd
    As you tried to forget all the words that were said
    To deny all the things that you keep in your head

    When you came you were new but today you're much older
    You were spent so you went to get used in the corner
    Where they kicked you around like a rodeo clown
    And it echoed through town they were beating you down
    And as the the word then spread that you liked how it hurt
    All at once you were cause for a pitiful cure

    Hours pass by half forgotten
    Night turns black cause it's rotten
    And we slide right to the bottom
    Our tongues made out of cotton
    Eyes seal shut in a slumber
    Til we hear someone mumble
    Could you spare from the tumbler
    A new drink a new for the old drunk

    Now you waste all your days in the dark in the corner
    Without light without grace where you wait for the slaughter
    Where they spit in your face as the hours grow late
    And they laugh as they lie and then seal up your fate
    And you cringe as you binge to forget how you hate
    All the doom in the pitiful room you create

    Hours pass by half forgotten
    Night turns black cause it's rotten
    And we slide right to the bottom
    Our tongues made out of cotton
    Eyes sealed shut in a slumber
    Til we hear someone mumble
    Could you spare from the tumbler
    A new drink for the old drunk

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    PATTON STATE HOSPITAL
    McCarthy
    (lyrics: McCarthy)

    You can try to fix them
    But your sea legs just went seasick
    Walking with rubber bands
    And waking with empty hands

    You're goin' to stay sane
    Gonna clean up all the stains
    Of your whoring and then some,
    Just in time to fix your head

    We're on a train
    On some drug
    Well it's bound to drop your off sometime
    It's a shame, just retire
    We're gonna get you cleaned up James

    Oh lord don't let them win
    You're losing with the shape that you're in
    Haunting the alleys at night
    It's only a matter of time

    We're on a train
    On some drug
    Well it's bound to drop you off sometime
    It's a shame, just retire
    We're gonna get you cleaned up James

    We're on a train
    On some drug
    Well it's bound to drop you off sometime
    It's a shame, just retire
    We're gonna get you cleaned up James

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    PHILADELPHIA
    McCarthy
    (lyrics: McCarthy)

    The city hadn't twinkled in ages
    It was lost in a fog
    And we could disappear just as easy
    And we're already gone
    To rise up from some dirty ashes,
    To put away all our sobs
    And now we're choking on the tears
    But this is not your fault
    It's the city of brotherly love, It's the city of brotherly love
    It's the city of brotherly love

    Soak your scars in the ocean
    Is your car parked on the street?
    You ask so many questions
    You talk a lot in your sleep

    It's the same people
    Just different faces
    All lost in a fog
    And we could disappear just as easy
    And I'm already gone
    To rise up from some dirty ashes,
    To put away all our sobs
    And now we're choking on the years
    But this is not your fault

    It's the city of brotherly love
    It's the city of brotherly love
    It's the city of brotherly love

    Soak your scars in the ocean
    Is your car parked on the street?
    You ask so many questions
    You talk a lot in your sleep

    It's the city of brotherly love
    It's the city of brotherly love
    It's the city of brotherly love

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    STRANGE DAYS
    McCarthy
    (lyrics: McCarthy)

    Put up a fight
    Like a ghost ship in the night
    Count to 2 count to 3!
    And fade away

    Went overboard
    Said curses to the lord
    Count to 4 count to 5!
    And sink a ways

    You hate yourself
    Put the bottle on the shelf
    Count to 7 count to 8!
    And weep that way

    Broken heart
    Touching strangers in the dark
    Count to 9 count to 10!
    And drink all day

    The days seem so strange
    From my windowpane
    She's gone, She's gone
    She ain't never comin' back again
    So I got to turn the page
    Windowpane

    Yeah you got scars
    But you got savings in your jar
    It's your time, it's your time
    So board the train

    Put up a fight
    Like a ghost ship in the night
    Count to 3 count to 3!
    And fade away

    The days seem so strange
    From my windowpane
    She's gone, she's gone
    She ain't never comin' back again
    So I got to turn the page
    Windowpane

    A home
    A home
    A home
    Gone

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    JUAREZ
    McCarthy
    (lyrics: McCarthy)
    The old man turned and scratched his chin
    He said "Son I wouldn't know where to begin, but your daddy's gone,
    he's gone down south.. It was all he would talk about"

    We never blamed it on the soil
    Or the sunburned earth
    or the prices of the oil
    This border town is my home
    I got rattlesnake guts
    in a desert full of bones

    Tell my sister I've gone and to find someone cause I won't come back
    No more ..no more

    Lord I see red and it's storming in my head
    I got cathedrals in my ears and I think my Daddy's dead
    Lord I see red and I'm prayin on my bed
    I got a drunk for a mother
    Got a saint for a brother

    Now the sun is shinin on my hood
    The statue on the dashboard
    of Maria looks beautiful,
    And I'm headin down south
    I got tequila in my veins
    and the devil in my mouth,

    Tell my sister i've gone
    and to find someone
    Cause I won't comeback no more...
    No more..

    Lord I see red and it's storming in my head
    I got cathedrals in my ears and I think my Daddy's dead
    Lord I see red and I'm prayin on my bed
    I got a drunk for a mother
    got a saint for a brother

    But hey it's alright
    I got jukebox tears and stones for eyes
    Hey it's alright
    I got jukebox tears
    under turquoise skies...
    Hey.

    So now I got hell on my trail
    It took some demons to get even
    No my demons are countin' rosaries
    We never blamed it on the soil
    Or the sun scorched earth
    Where the desert meets the sky

    Tell my sister Ive gone and to find someone
    Cause I won't come back no more...
    No more.

    Lord I see red and it's storming in my head
    I got cathedrals in my ears and I think my Daddy's dead
    Lord I see red and I'm prayin' on my bed
    I got a drunk for a mother
    got a saint for a brother

    Lord I see red and it's storming in my head
    I got cathedrals in my ears and I think my Daddy's dead
    Lord I see red and I'm prayin on my bed
    I got a drunk for a mother
    Got a saint for a brother

    I got a drunk for a mother
    Got a saint for a brother
    I got a drunk for a mother
    Got a saint for a brother.

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    BARREL OF LEAVES
    C.Herb
    (lyrics: C. Herb)

    Stare at a wristwatch
    On a mighty fine day
    Could bring tears to a stone wall
    Or here where I stay,
    Mothers gathering leaves
    Into a barrel and I say
    "Why do you pack your parachute
    With a thousand ton weight?"

    When you fall from the sky
    I'll bring you barrels of leaves
    But it would never soften your fall
    Or ever help you at all

    And now I'm all out of words here
    They all left me last week
    But I can give you my voice here
    It's all I have to speak
    I can give you my voice

    give you my voice
    When you fall from the sky
    I'll bring you barrels of leaves
    But it would never soften your fall
    Or ever help you at all

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    EAST LOS ANGELES
    McCarthy/Martinez
    (lyrics McCarthy)

    The crowd began to wave
    From the freeway overpass
    We joined the parade
    right behind the marching band

    You said
    "Wave back, cause these are the best days of your life."
    And I said
    "I know, I can't feel anything"

    And up, up on the Ferris wheel
    I can see L.A. and all the freeways
    I can see your face
    so close to me
    And I can dream my dreams
    And light the night
    like a drive in movie screen
    (ya know....)

    On a hot summer day
    We laughed in the Polaroid
    Counted all the ways,
    To slow down our time machine
    And in my mind all I could
    think was that love is war
    And you know I'd surrender anything

    And up, up on the Ferris wheel
    I can see L.A. and all the freeways
    I can see your face
    so close to me
    And I can dream my dreams
    And light the night
    Like a drive in movie screen

    Oh no, I don't want to be another
    scar on a bar stool
    in East Los Angeles.

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    Anarchism stands for liberation of the human mind from the dominion of religion; the liberation of the human body from the dominion of property; liberation from shackles and restraint of government. It stands for social order based on the free grouping of individuals.
    It [...] maintains that God, the State, and society are non-existent, that their promises are null and void, since they can be fulfilled only through man's subordination.
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