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The Timekeeper's Waltz
03:20
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The Timekeeper’s Waltz
Disenfranchised vagrants are all after me
They don’t buy this libertarian philosophy
Because when you don’t have it, it’s just a question of money
But when you’ve got it
It’s anything but that
In human caverns we lay our devotions
No panoply of history motions
Those at the wailing wall chanting abrasive
Are refuted by the faces who’ve been there, done that
Now we’re all dancing to the well known happy theme
Zanzibar to Rio, and all points in between
The promise of tomorrow even with its faults
Take me ‘round again for the timekeeper’s waltz
Ecclesiastic dignitaries rave
Demi -deities got the nerve to play
With the ignorant, desperate
Spiritual calisthenics
Manipulate the mindset or something like that
Now the fortunate, the free
The well-to-do
Well, you and me
Are still prisoners of bias
Unburden! Untie us!
Says the artist or the poet or the churches’ welcome mat
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2. |
Amsterdam
03:39
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Amsterdam
Siren passes in the world outside
Oh well
There’s life out there
Behind these dark glasses that I hide inside
From hell
I’m going anyway
Now you ask me
Do I live here in The Scream?
Images in motion
Dissolve in another scene
And I’m
Still sportin’ the disguise meant to hide me from you
Amsterdam
Like a red shift on a distant star
Hello
It’s you out there
Long distance now you’ve travelled far
You go
Anywhere
I took away the music
Locked the door and hid the key
Never ever wishing you
To be like me
And I’m
Still hoping that the lies that I told you were true
Amsterdam
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In the Garden of the Long Pig
Welcome to my world , oh won’t you come enjoy the view
Come and see the natives eat primaeval stew
Come and do the dances only you can do
Coming down from New York it only takes a couple of hours
And then you’ve got to take a boat and sail upriver from Manaus
Come and see the last surviving real grass house
Well we’ve got birds and we’ve got trees but as you see it’s mostly black
We’ve got McDonald’s, Disneyland and superhighways of tarmac
Me, I got a Nissan parked around back
Before you came, before we knew we had nothing to confess
You gave us guilt and influenza, God and Sunday best
Just another long pig, meaner than the rest
Living in the garden
Of the long pig
Living in the garden
Of the very long……
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4. |
Criminal Cool
06:04
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White collar crime it's the bane of our existence
Slap your hands but you show persistence
You come around, and do it again
The Bernie Madoffs and the Michael Milkens
You might say it's all in a day's work
What the hey baby- nobody gets hurt
You might feel different if you'd lost your best shirt
And the only thing keeping you off the street
Was that old familiar melody that you can't repeat
The song of a poor man, living in a rich land
Look at all the lucky people now
Look at me bleed
In the fabulous land of the wannabees
There's a bunch of people sitting 'round like you and me
Trying so hard, vying for security
But they've broken all the rules-adhered to the veritable credo
Of the Harvard Business school-handed us a crippling knee blow
The presidential captain of the fools- was a veritable hero
Said "The effect was minimal"
I say it was criminal
Cool
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5. |
The Son of Jacob Mallet
05:08
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The Son of Jacob Mallet
Jacob Mallet had a son
Come to this earth in the spring of ‘41
It was all that he could see
Work like his daddy in the GM factory
And so, foretold, it would be done
For there’s always be a need
For the Great Lakes and their speed
So his life he had it planned
In this state of Michigan
And the years, and the time rolled by
So said he sages “You must change or you must die”
But the sycophantic pages gave the kings the golden eye
And you never stopped to wonder as the time was going by
Now in this cloud of ashes
Here lies your broken dream
I see the teeming masses
It’s 1933
And now they’re gone
Hear this if you please
Go to the churchyard and you get down on your knees
And you hear your voice it moans
Ricocheting off the stones
For the deaf, and the blind, and the dumb
And they listen to your plight
How you tried with all your might
But the path it was too hard
Now you’re angry, battle scarred
So to him, in the dim, you call
And silence falls
Now your diatribes and mantras have all seem to come apart
Like the multitude of phantoms who parade here in your heart
You carry forth your lantern but the night it is so dark
Got a million miles and counting
Down the boulevard of dreams
We’re still drinking from the fountain
Of gasoline
And Jacob Mallet he lives on
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Penitentiary
04:11
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Penitentiary
Well they keep you locked in cages
Like a hamster on a wheel
They’ve been looking down the ages
Get a glimpse of how you feel
But there’s never been a moment such
As history would tell
Of this boy emancipated from the
Pedestal he fell
In this penitentiary called home
In this penitentiary you’re not alone
No no
Mortal sins and demons
Are alive here in this room
The rape of innocence is best swept
Away by this broom
The titans all agree your candidacy’s
Points are scored
Until they flip the channel ‘cos
The boys are getting’ bored
Of the penitentiary called life
In this penitentiary we’re going blind
It’s alright, it’s alright
On Coronado island
Out in San Diego bay
There stands a monument to human
Folly in this way
But this edifice of lies and hope is nothing
If not lost
As it batters the poor tin man as he
Stumbles into Oz
From his virtuality long past
And his popularity, it’s fading fast
So fast, so fast
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7. |
The Reprise
10:01
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THE REPRISE
Welcome to my world
Won’t you come enjoy the view
Come and see the ladies
On Eleventh Avenue
Come and do the dances
Only you can do
We got deals
We got steals
We got virtual and real
We got monthly publications tell you how to feel
We got neon umbrellas
To shelter you
Living in the Garden
Of the long pig
Living in the garden
I know you’re listening
Well it’s just little place
Standing by the deep brown sea
Hopelessly overcrowded
But there’s room for you
And room for me
And you should tell everyone
To come on, come on
Information superhighways
Coming to your neighbourhood
Social wunderkinder
Aspiring to be good
It’s almost as good as living
You can have it too
Living in the garden
Of the long pig
Living in the garden
I know you’re listening
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