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The Machine at the End
03:45
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Okay...
Talk about saving the best part for the last
and throwing the rest in the trashcan of my past
But the eyes I grow today are in my mind
and the things I feel today are truly left behind
The caffeine-poppy-seed-christian-hip-hop band
is living on the corner in a Sunbeam fucked-up van
But the truth that we all play we'll realize
when the machine at the end will come down from the splattering skies
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2. |
Captain John Sings
02:46
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Captain John sings the one you know
Seems the solitude’s been good to you
In endless days spent underneath the sun
When turning back’s impossible
In summer when the violets in bloom
They’re coming up so easy
In spring, the falling moon is sighing
Oh ohhh
And under starlight, the deal was signed
In writing from antiquity
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Willamina Falls
01:39
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Far below the running feather springs
we wait for starry skies (days are turning into night)
Nights of sulphur-driven flying things
too late to hide our eyes (eyes are burning in the sun)
Thoughts meander through the trees
I can see it all in front of me but how can I believe?
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The world rolls down my street
Take a seat
and sit right through the Preacher and the Bat Cage
Don't worry yourself
The side-show saturation
Don't worry yourself
Witness the drowning in the Baptism Chamber...
Don't worry 'bout me
The Ticket-holder eats the Taker
Don't worry 'bout me
Don't worry 'bout me
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Whatever happened to her head? (oh no - it was alone)
and fell off to the farthest lane
It seems like everything we tried (to arrange or surmise)
The head just would not be revived
The pretty lips that utter lies (oh shameful disguise)
Now the nose and mouth are full of flies
(whatever happened to...)
(the world rolls down my street...)
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6. |
1969
03:42
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You think you are over it
Now you’re not so self-assured
It came back from the dead again
Promising all the cure
You don’t even remember the day it fell from the sky
And by now, you’ve convinced yourself
History made the sun
With banging and clockwork gears
Honored by everyone
They can’t even remember the day it fell from the sky
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7. |
She's On Overload
02:48
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Something ’bout the way I hold myself erect
Something ’bout the way I hold myself in check
Her needle’s hitting red in the danger zone
Too long has she been stuck alone
Now her shields are down, her engine’s running hot
Can’t say that I am not
And now she’s losing ground
She’s on overload
Can’t turn her down now that she’s gonna blow
She’s on overload
And when she’s set to go, baby nobody knows
Open up your doors ’cause I’m ready to land
I’ve got the situation well in hand
Her lights are flashing now, I exercise my right
Ooh, it’s feeling alright!
Her punishment won’t be soft . . .
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8. |
Magic and Fun
04:14
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Emily – you’ll carry on
Fall into place
It’s there in your eyes:
Magic and fun
Worried the sun won’t return when the day is done
We watch the days spill pouring into place
And our destination’s a stop along the way
We watch the days spill pouring into place
And our destination’s a stop along the way
The reflections we’re leaving are long, long, long
It’s a scape, an opening into the Beyond
Time and space, in a flurry of motion, we’re gone, gone, gone
In a race, body and mind
Emily – you’ll carry on
Fall into place
It’s there in your eyes:
Magic and fun
Worried the sun won’t return when the day is done
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Hello Rocket
03:47
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Hello Rocket you're a firebird in the sky
You're a beautiful deceiver flying by
Radiator talkin' like a ventilator, underbred
Like a fizzled-out comet you're a tail without a head
Shoot for the sun and not the moon
are you coming real soon?
Rocket you fly so high but you let me down
Don't you know I'm on the ground?
Particle Projector flashing maximum DNA
Forget krishnamurti you're DOA
Simulation guru on a one-way holy train
You're taking your genius on a one-man campaign
Shoot for the sun and not the moon
are you coming real soon?
Rocket you fly so high but you let me down
Don't you know I'm on the ground?
All your days of solitude are louder now
All your children coming to their senses now...
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10. |
Surface Dwelling
05:23
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Sunrise, coffee and papers in a downtown café
She’s high, swallowing all of the news
Third Street canopy breezes and the day’s first cigarette
Green light saying goodbye with a song
It’s in a burned-out building on a shelf in the basement
Broadcast signal from a backwards design
She’s in a phone booth trying to make a call
Seeing it ending
You’ve known since the beginning...
(Pacify . . .)
Tell me something
(Be the one I . . .)
I don’t know
(Promise you’ll wake me . . .)
We’re surface dwelling
Dying inside
Do you rest in lovers’ eyes?
In lovers’ eyes you get it right
Driving, eyes on the pavement, it’s a long way back home
He’s shy, lost in the rearview mirror
It’s down to one of us leaving or we’ll turn inside out
We end up following turns
And the seconds will burn
And the scenery’s alright
It’s a long way from feeling the feeling it’s ending
Broadcast belief from backwards in time
She’s in a phone booth trying to make a call
But the numbers are falling
You’ve known since the beginning...
(Pacify . . .)
Tell me something
(Be the one I …)
I don’t know
(Promise you’ll wake me …)
We’re surface dwelling
This time
In the final moment
Tell me everything’s not all wrong
Do you rest in lovers’ eyes?
In lovers’ eyes you get it right
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11. |
Lavender
05:01
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Brown and green the leaves are down
Fallen chamber scenes on the ground
Satellites of infrared-ish lights
are pressing my eyes
Everybody knows I love lavender and you
Ruby Keeler shorts in the fountain
Everybody knows it's time for the bloom
Why do I sit on the outside looking through?
The burning jasmine, saccharine and pine
dedicates and infiltrates my mind
Million dollar ape suits and electric summer skies
Everybody knows I love lavender and you
Ruby Keeler shorts in the fountain
Everybody knows it's time for the bloom
Then why do I sit on the outside looking through?
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Ziegfeld Los Angeles, California
Gregory Griffith ("Ziegfeld") has been composing and recording music for many years in various incarnations. He is currently playing guitar, melodica and singing back-up for Malcolm Mooney (of German band CAN) for Malcolm's live shows. "The Cross-Out" will be his first solo record released under this AKA. ... more
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