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Living in the Kingdom
03:45
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My my
I've been living in the kingdom all my life
And the shade is made of fluorescent light
And outside the people wait in the rain all night
Who wouldn't want to get in there
My my
I went to the end and returned with a lie
So I thought I'd change my mind
But the ink of my signature was already dry
And billboards wrap around us like blankets
My my
You've been living in the kingdom your whole life
The path on the left is the same on the right
Could you pass the jam, could you pass the knife, could you pass the time?
Is that alright?
Hold still
It's just like a cherry flavored pill
And it's gonna pay all your lonesome bills
If you believe that it will deliver you, it will
And this is the camp counselor, you can tell him everything that's wrong
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2. |
The Future of Your Face
04:37
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Safe in the crisis of nothing
Tapping on the glass
Counting up the stacks
Tapping on the glass
Bodies floating past
The crisis of nothing
Say, wasn't there somewhere
You said you wanted to go to?
Goin up the country
Or to the coast, well who knows (who knows)
Making decisions while you're, sittin in the bathtub
Styrofoam emotions
Predictable fortunes
Worn out contortions
The kingdom is enormous
The kingdom is enormous...
We are a flying vase
Always about to break
There's no time to waste
We should get back inside of our glass case
But we are standing around in the parking lot on a fire drill, again
Don't give me no updates
On the future of grace
Don't give me no updates
On the future of your face
One take, I was a one take
One crisis of nothing
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3. |
Jane's Crucifixion
03:14
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Well Janey was-a-goin to the grocery store, she was wonderin what they have in the frozen food section
Janey was-a-goin to the grocery store, she was wonderin what they have in the frozen food section
Drivin her car
Drivin her car
Took a left and took a right
She swerved to the side
Headin towards the light, the light, the light...
Now all the people, are gathered round the body, of holy Jane
(Oh whatchya say there sweet Jane)
She's talkin on the phone with someone, what could she be saying to him
Leave, leave, leave…
With nobody noticing
Everybody's screaming and dancing
And the ambulance is in a roundabout
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4. |
Dealer's Day
04:04
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This is the spot where I
Shattered my glass the other night
And this is my baby's bike
She let me borrow for awhile
While she's out of the country
And I have gone under the ground
But maybe you've seen me around
And nothing falls out of the clouds
But an ancient breeze through a hole in the house
Isn't it something
It'll smoke you down to the filter
Smokin you down
Smokin you down
I spent a day with the dealer
And we talked about some things that have been on my mind
And he had some change for the meter
And he set the thermostats to ninety-nine
Now you say somebody made you afraid
And that it's been a couple of days
But you keep thinking about the gaze
How you pried it off and got away
But it still lingers on you
Smokin you down
Smokin you down
It'll smoke you down to the filter...
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5. |
Spring Vision
04:46
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I saw the old man takin out his trash
On the day that he died, and that was that
"And I said to Lenny how lonely does it get?"
And I saw a child run out into the street
Chasing after the ball, and a truck was picking up speed
And a journalist appeared standing next to me
She said isn't it a shame, isn't it a tragedy?
Well the sun set right on time
And we kneeled before the sweet headline
And I was just about to lose my mind in the salty sea, baby
But I won't let it bother me
Oh Richard come on out of that tree
Won’t you roll another joint for me
Okay?
I saw the promoter standing by the stage
With a drink in his hand, getting paid
And Christ is finally getting around
To taking those piano lessons that he's been talkin about
And the sun rose right on time
And we looted all the leftover wine
I had the captain on the line
He was saying something sweet, to me
The sirens aren't making a sound
Would you look at all this love that I found
This is the last time I go downtown
Okay, goodbye
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Patriarchal Dreams
04:37
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In the beginning I hear love was pristine
But then the first man dreamt that patriarchal dream
And ever since, the fishermen have wandered to the stream
Elvis stood in front of the mirror and we split up into teams
So when the movers start movin and the place gets down
And your friends start to find that they can just move to any other town
And you discover that your mother drank up all the rest of your wine
And you watch from the window as the riot leaves you behind
Well then maybe, maybe, maybe,
you were a victim,
victim of love
And all the experts just announced that now even death may start to decay
You heard that it's easy, to meet your Lord
You just gotta hike up the mountain and sign your name at the door
But just when you thought that trail would be all yours
A busload of tourists burst down the door
So when the tanks start rollin down registration hill
And the speaker's incantation sends you another bill
And when the brakes finally give out on grandpa's limousine
That'll be the day
That'll be the day, that'll be the day, that'll be day, that'll be the day
That it comes for you
Who's at the door?
Patriarchal dreams
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I think I'm blowing out to sea
He said you gotta be kidding me
He said
Maybe you ought to be a priest
Gotta get down on those holy knees
And you gotta get drunk
On the holy one
Gotta do a little dance
You know you gotta feel like a man
Buy your ticket to the foot of the bed
From inside of the holy head
You gotta do a little dance
Then I said
All those priests, they find their knees
Just like drunks find their keys
I know, like the wind finds me
Like the wind finds me
But there’s a crack in the door
You cannot close it anymore
And that wind blowing down from the shelf fills you up with itself
The windows are open again
It's raining in the kitchen, raining in the kitchen
Rain rain rain
The stuff is stronger than it's ever been
And our hair is longer that it's ever been
Something’s alright
And who would rather drink alone tonight
With all that time
Can you stretch it off your hands
When the stuff is stronger than it's ever been
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8. |
E's Invitation
03:30
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Fraternity brothers runnin down the street
So wild and free
They said "I thought I was a man but I am two or three"
“People are lookin at me”
They got some keys on the table
And a coat on the rack
A couple magazines in the trash
So why don't you gasp
Well I am no Socrates, but at least I don't need no click track
Why don't you step inside of my mp3
Gonna take us for a ride
Okay!
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9. |
Holy Passports
04:04
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How long has the promised land been like this?
I should have guessed
The air is thin and the eyes are dead
Someone meets you at the gate
And she tries to explain
Sayin it's always been this way
And all the treetops sway
In the factory made breezes
Feelin so real, so real, so real
I got my passport stamped in the promised land
There was nothing to it
I got my passport stamped in the holy land
Who will repent on my behalf?
How long has the kid been on the street?
Is he free?
Well who knows what he believes
He said the poet is dead, there's no one left
Well come on, it's the 21st century man
And then he tied his shoes and threw them in the trash
And all the books are overdue
But they say that it's too soon
I have heard there's much to learn
I got my passport stamped in the holy land
Could you repent, on my behalf?
I got my passport stamped by the security man (by an American hand)
And then he let me in
And I got my passport stamped by a phantom hand
Will you repent on my behalf?
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10. |
Down the Mountainside
03:51
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I went to see the great beauty
It was in pieces lying on the table
With weird instructions for how to assemble
We went to see the great beauty
On the theatre marquee with the sun going down
One night only
Everybody's seen that great beauty
Hanging from the rafters in the Dark Night of the Soul
And the morning after
Takes some time going down the mountainside
Don't forget to let the stray cat inside
Once in awhile
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Trevor Nikrant Nashville, Tennessee
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