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Lodge 49
03:16
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Lodge 49
She’s been busy waiting on tables
ever since they cut her cable
from a corporeal mother and father
She don’t care about a corporate ladder
She’ll pull your dreams down like a rising tide
Let’s put em up with them fists
knock some sense in the signs
My loyal order of Liz
Yeah I’m hers and she’s mine
Don’t let it all be over too quick
I’m on a different wave length
When dance breaks
Our think tanks
Everything’s gonna sync
Yea yea yea
Nah Nah Nah Nah Nah
Nah nah nah nah nah
And in her bedroom there’s a spiral slide
Predictive paintings where the stars don't align
Then through the wall's elevated doors
Served right up asphalt smacking me with full force
Musical Interlude
As is above so it is below
Inside a floating castle
she holds
my loyal order of Liz
Yeah I’m hers and she’s mine
Don’t let it all be over so quick
We're on a different wave length
Out the door
Hit the floor
Everything’s gonna sync
yea yea yea
Nah Nah Nah Nah Nah
Nah nah nah nah nah
As is below so it is above
Inside a floating palace of love
my loyal order of Liz
Yeah I’m hers and she’s mine
Nah Nah Nah Nah Nah
Nah nah nah nah nah
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New Shortcut
01:36
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“New Shortcut”
new short cut
tell you all About it
new short cut
keep it a secret
O yea the 3rd st tunnel’s
Kinda slow
Comin outta china town…
i found a New shortcut
new shortcut
shout it from the roof tops
new short cut
keep it a secret
Now I always get outta town
Real fast
I got a new short cut
I’m gonna keep it a secret
I take blank avenue
you take blank avenue
I take blank avenue
you take blank avenue
onto the bridge
It’s a cinch
see all the universe and outerspace
I’m not on waze
I’m on blank avenue
I’m on blank avenue
It’s real quick now
Then I’m home
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This song was inspired in part by an anonymous poem, during WWI, that came back to the states amongst the personal effects of US soldier Eugene McLaughlin from Northeast Ohio, near Youngstown, who died and was buried in a Norman city on the Marne. R.I.P.
Violence Is Always the Answer
Better in one ecstatic epic day
with Ardent singing heart to toss away
In freedom’s holy cause my bygone youth
To Strike a blow for glory and for truth
Than bear as weary years pass on
The Knowledge of a sacred duty undone:
Whoa-oh-oh…
Whoa-oh-oh…
Whoa-oh-oh
Sometimes Violence is always the answer.
oi oi oi
Sometimes violence is always the answer
oi oi oi
Sometimes Violence is always the answer
Channeling my peace-loving Judy
Judy
She was a biblical beatified beauty
Beauty
She’d say fight dirty so that you can win
You can win (she'd say)
Don’t come home until you kick the bully's face in
Kick his face in
Know she's leanin out a palace-like window
Whoa-oh-oh
and she’s Cheering you on don't you know
Whoa-oh-oh…
Whoa-oh-oh…
Whoa-oh-oh…..(because)
Sometimes Violence is always the answer.
oi oi oi
Sometimes violence is always the answer
oi oi oi
Sometimes Violence is always the answer
You know the pacifists are passing their judgment on us
Judging on us
well they can shove their petty judgment right up into their bums
yeah up the bums
of the commie agitators delivering pallets of bricks
pallets of bricks
So what we teach the kids the right from wrong form for fists
Yeah we got fists
oh well a Speaking of limbs our streets have so many arms
Yeah we got arms
I'd like to see em try and riot here
cuz they'll get real harmed
yeah they’ll get harmed
yeah we'll do them some harm
yeah we'll cause them serious harm
because
Sometimes Violence is always the answer.
oi oi oi
Sometimes violence is always the answer
oi oi oi
Sometimes Violence is always the answer
never let your sacred duties go undone
gotta teach the kids how to fight …and carry on
Sometimes Violence is always the answer
You gotta fight dirty
when violence is your only available option...........
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Ballad of a Woman Named Autumn (Autumnal Hymnal)
She's minding all the thoughtful signs
just not that into being kind
she's got some kinda hate
some kinda love in the Fall
They'll never take her hate away
her hate's for one and all.
2-3-4 autumnal hymnal Dance of necromancy
british braces and a Chelsea she's a punk kid's fantasy
In the leafs that are fallin And the wind whirlin round
oh my darling make your worries disappear on the town let's go
Your black leather boots baby
kinda mesmerize me
Like sugar That's maple
fall wardrobe staple
She's the phenomenal Autumn of broken rearview memories
Stayin out all nite and cause of daytime narcolepsy
just like ur first day of school outfit shoulda let you see mine
You wouldnt admit it but I knew It took a whole lota time and
Now that we're together there's no lookin behind no way
Your bondage boots baby
kinda masochise me
Like sugar That's maple
fall wardrobe staple
with All the lavatory vandalism causing heart burn
all the useful idiot school board unions' garbage to learn
they just want their brains washed but they'll never be the boss
but they'll never be the boss of you not you no
Whoa oh oh
Whoa oh oh
Whoa oh oh
2-3-4 autumnal hymnal Dance of necromancy
british braces and a Chelsea she's a punk kid's fantasy
She don’t need her mind changed she's always gonna stay the same
Holding onto basic truths That They can never rearrange
Your electric boots baby Look pretty killer you can
Electrocute me—
Electrocute me—
Electrocute me
Electrocute me
Ow ow ow ow ow ow!!!
Electrocute me
Awayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
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5. |
Green Lawn Grads
02:53
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Green Lawn Grads
Head’s fulla too many holes
Gotta get an application in
(Wanna get himself a spot)
Before death catches up with him
Greenlawn It catches up With him
My Green Lawn Grads
Think you’ll never get comeuppanced any way
No not at any time you choose
Find yourself some Greenlawn grass
When you’ve got nothin to lose
Greenlawn It catches up With you
My Green Lawn Grads
We’re coming up from the underground
Gonna get some action in
My Force Field full of green grass men
We’ll telepathically battle them
Greenlawn It catches up With them
My Green Lawn Grads
think this is the end/hurrah!!
So let’s have some fun
Before we’re finally
Gone up and in the clouds
I’m talking about my green grass men
Deus Ex Machina, Heaven or bust
My Green Lawn Grads
My Green Lawn Grads
My Greenlawn grass
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6. |
All At Once
02:21
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7. |
Come On
01:39
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8. |
Complement Me
01:58
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Like pictures of my memories
Regenerating everyday
Coming up from the basement inside o me
And my gang o del Ray
My gang of del Ray
(Bridge or prechorus) 2-2-3-0-1 yeah
Chorus:
Main St. Royalty
U know me and my gang o del Ray
Post up royally
U know you better not get in our way
Life-like royalty
We got some rising propity taxes to to pay-
Alexendri- A A A A A A A A A A A AY AY DEL RAY A A A A A A A DEL RAY
Crooked beat records is on the avenue
And Bill has always got good music in tune
To drown out the crooked news on the news today-
Like my gang o del Ray
For my gang of del Ray
2-2-3-0-5 yeah
Repeat chorus
With Indy trucks flyin sparks are hot
Your skateboard's still the oldest friend ya got
Wax up a curb out on the street
And get a slice of the American dream
With my gang of del Ray
Hey hey hey A
My gang of del ray
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the Violent Isles Washington, D.C.
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