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I'M THE HIVE
02:33
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Ghost bike riding through the streets
and every face but One is me
Monday morning still hung over
Saturday night 10 years sober
Old man and the baby in the stroller
we're all crying bout the same thing
Pacified life sucks my shit needs changing
we're all crying that the
the Bands all broke up
but nobody stopped singing
and the new bars all closed
but nobody stopped drinking
and the buildings all got sold
but mostly we kept living
and the crushes all got married
but the cops never stopped shooting
The seniors haven't aged a day
same chess games on the benches
different veterans same trenches
get your turn too late to learn
fuck that plan I'm never getting old
is what I used to say in the old days
now I'm old in the new days
Lost in crowds I see
the only face who isn't me
on the floats of the parades buried
in parks department grave
yards midtown christmas window tarot cards
reflecting back your face
on the rain garbled delay
I can hear you clearly say,
I'm a historical landmark,
you're the Riot I'm the Park
you're the Subway I'm the Line
you're the Square but I'm the Times
you're the Lions I'm the Steps
you're the Gum I'm the Cement
you're the Queen but I'm the Hive
I never die, you're just alive
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GUMBALL
02:39
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Gumball
the candy machine, shiny and proud
attracts kingpins and party clowns
with sticky fingers gleeful sounds
they’ll chew you up and spit you out
Encased in glass, pushed around
isolated in the crowd
red or blue pink or green
the loneliest gumball you ever seen
costs a quarter what a treat
so colorful and sugar sweet
red or blue pink or green
Am I on the bottom am I on the top
I hear the crank and someone drops
feel myself start to sink
and start to wish for candy wings
I want to be the gumball
that won’t go
I wanna jam the gears
of this shit show
but it feels like jumping
into a hole
when you try and do it alone
when you’re going solo
All my friends, they appear
and suddenly it’s all so clear
red and blue pink and green
the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen
Break the glass we won’t be bound
we’ll fight together as a crowd
so colorful so fucking sweet
the gumballs are revolting
we’ll tear down this whole machine
and build the world of our dreams
red and blue pink and green
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SCENE REPORT
02:01
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Don’t pick up the phone
I don’t want to know
it’s always bad news
Another funeral
Another call from jail
Frm the hospital
From the relatives
Registered mail
Seargants voice says
We need somebody
To identify the body
Don’t pick up the phone
I don’t want to know
Another tragedy
West Berlin American
Embassy wants you to know
They found your long lost friend
Someone brought him in
After he jumped out the window
Oh it’s a scene report
Spitball has his day in court
Abe’s in the mental ward
Chris has his own shelf at the morgue
No I don’t
Want to know
Let it ring let it ring
Let it go
Pull the plug
Cut the cord
Or just ignore the bills
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4. |
NATURAL DISASTER
01:45
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In my vacation plan
an econoline van
is pulled over
on the side of the road
rain taps on the roof
and flames lap from the hood
as you and I sit smoking in the cab
I used to want more now I want less
Just broken down,
going nowhere with my friends
Give me a cancelled flight
even a subway strike
an earthquake that doesn't
drain the bay
Anything to make
us slow down time and take
a pause together
before it's too late
I used to want more now I want less
Natural disaster
going nowhere with my friends
oh plague and slaughter
juice and vodka
coffee and cream
and you and me
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