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Journey to Gerkens
01:34
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Way back in Rockland County
I spent my allowance on a sugary bounty
In a store called "Gerkens" about two miles away
The whole damn journey would take a half day
Because the trek was all uphill
But it was yet more difficult still
Because there was no road that went directly there
And we'd cut through neighbors' yards like totally scared
And the bastards would scream:
Get out of my yard! Get out of my yard!
Get out of my yard! Get out of my yard!
Get out of my yard!
All for a stupid baseball card
Sometimes they got so crazy
How angry they'd get would really amaze me
And I only covered a mile of ground
Then I'd stop in my tracks because I'd hear that sound
Of a growling, big, black hound
I didn't dare hide because I was already found
And the dog would chase me the whole rest of the way
That's why I still hate dogs today
And the bastards would scream:
Get out of my yard! Get out of my yard!
Get out of my yard! Get out of my yard!
Get out of my yard!
All for a stupid baseball card
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2. |
Life Stains
01:17
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I will not answer the phone
Because there is something about all the things I planned
So I don't hear any tone
Yeah could you just leave a message
Please understand
That I've changed
I used to want to be noticed by you
Life stains
And no detergent could make them disappear
I will not check my e-mail
Because there is something about people lost in words
I only see how they fail
Some think they're making a point but I'm left disturbed
Because I changed
I used to want to be noticed by you
Life stains
And no detergent could make them disappear
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3. |
Touch
02:24
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I can't keep up with these letters
I do not have a good memory
It would be best to forget it
And turn my friends into enemies
I only have so much effort
So I'll cut my losses
Because it's always up to me
Always up to me
I can't help but feel guilty
Doing nothing I will offend
If I had a moment believe me
I would stamp and I would send
But I only have so much patience
So for now you'll only get my
Silent sympathy
My silent sympathy
I can't keep up with these letters
I do not have a good memory
It would be best to forget it
And turn my friends into enemies
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4. |
Because I'm a Black Hole
01:08
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Light draws to me
Light draws to me
Light draws to me
Light draws to me
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5. |
Battery Acid
02:27
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Hope: the pastime of fools
But I've been to school
And I know how it feels
You dope - you got it all wrong
I've been here too long
To deal with your squeals
Life: it's draining too fast
But we can't make it last
This battery juice
Knife inside of my heart
Let's get a fresh start
Here check out this noose...
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6. |
Bluff
02:58
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I love her hair beneath my chin
As I hug her from behind
I love the way her voice tickles my ear
But time is short and times are tough
I hold a pair and try to bluff
But she's all I have
And she's pretty much had enough
And I wish we'd drive away
Where the city doesn't drown the stars
But I never owned a car
And I want to write her songs
But I always feel so fucking low
And the words upset her so
I love her laugh, she's so polite
To encourage my dumb jokes
I love it when she raises just one brow
But I can feel the time is now
I say we can make it work somehow
But I'm past the point
Past what her will will allow
And I want to buy her clothes
But I don't have no taste at all
Or the money or the time
And I need to let her know
All the things that I feel inside
But no paycheck, no house, no pride
And I wish we'd drive away
Where the city doesn't drown the stars
But I never owned a car
And I want to write her songs
But I always feel so fucking low
And the words upset her so
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7. |
Garbage Cannot
04:56
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Chosen words are my mistakes
I can't think of what's left to break
A crescent moon? Another tune?
There's too much for me to name
There's too much for me to name
There's too much for me to name
Doesn't matter - it's all the same
Dusty floors and countertops
Wet the rags and squeeze the mops
Another day, no other way
There's too much that I don't know
There's too much that I don't know
There's too much that I don't know
Doesn't matter - it's time to go...
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9. |
Lentil Soup
01:44
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Everybody look at that silly fool
He just got out of his graduate school
He thinks his degree will open many doors
But really that paper means nothing to me
Thanks to collapsing economy
We're swimming in the same lentil soup
We're feeding in the same chicken coop
Look around fella at those you call slobs
They're your competition for that job
The pool's drying up - the dream is over now
No use complaining
There's no time to groan
Figure out how to pay that student loan
We're swimming in the same lentil soup
We're feeding in the same chicken coop
Now you should tell all your friends...
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10. |
Labor Day, 1993
01:46
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On the barren wall a crack of morning light
And fluish pain from cooling rain that fell last night
Scattered books and papers dying on my floor
And the distant roar of Highway 24
I think I'll sleep some more...
Sixty minutes pass and am I still in bed?
My brain will tease with memories I wish to shed
Catch a mental glimpse of what it's like to dream
An ice cube in a stream
I'm passive, withered, clean
And I don't know who I am...
But then I'm off again
Sleeping...
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11. |
Time Zone
02:12
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After night
The California sun
Stretches for its day long run
It slews across the sky
Laughing as the pale skins fry
And after work
It's California time
A scaffold breaks now lanes entwine
But traffic doesn't care
When cells they take you everywhere
And after life
The California ground
It chews its dead chokes them down
But there's nowhere left to go
But I won't move because I'm so slow
And I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry
I am so sorry...
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12. |
SansAmp Song
03:32
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My SansAmp's broken
It's on the fritz
Because a tiny spring
From the on/off switch
It's gone it's gone it's gone it's gone
But the show it must go on...
I checked inside it
Unscrewed the back
The spring came flying out
And disappeared into the black
It's gone it's gone it's gone it's gone
But the show it must go on...
Well it must be somewhere
And it must be found
I made everybody
In this dive bar look around
But it's gone it's gone it's gone it's gone
But the show it must go on...
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13. |
Dosed
03:30
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In the air or in my beer
It landed here inside my ear
I feel an itch, begin to twitch
I start to stray and pull away
What's happening?
Who put this thing inside of me?
Inside of me?
Darting eyes and breathing skies
My head is fried and I can't hide
I never felt foundations melt
Is this the way my world will stay?
What's happening?
Who put this thing inside of me?
Inside of me?
Inside of me?
Inside of me?
Inside of me...
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14. |
Two Things
00:42
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Why don't you know what you're saying?
You rant and you rant
It seems you never make a point
So why should I wait
I don't have the time
So wrap it up quick if you can
I listen
And I listen
What am I missing?
Is there a train of thought at all?
So why don't you know what you're saying?
You go on and on
Oh forget it, man, I'm gone...
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Matt Lebofsky Oakland
I am/was in many bands. Bodies Floating Ashore, Monstrika, Secret Chiefs 3, miRthkon, MoeTar, Faun Fables, Research & Development, Fuxedos, Three Piece Combo, Fuzzy Cousins, Mumble & Peg. Herein you'll find my solo stuff and other oddities, pretty much entirely played/recorded by me unless noted otherwise. ... more
Matt Lebofsky recommends:
Dowsing Anemone With Copper Tongue
by Kayo Dot
A stellar album among zillions in the whole Kayo Dot/maudlin of the Well collection. Sadly out of print. Buy all of Toby's stuff. The more you listen, the more you will achieve telepathy.
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All Things to All People
by Research & Development
The latest from this awesome big band. Epic jazz prog love.
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The newest album by miRthkon! It's a real mind destroyer. An epic journey through time and space and mud and sweat and fear and loathing and love and rage. The grotesque cycle of life.
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Causes
by Bodies Floating Ashore
supported by 5 fans who also own “Demolition”
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VoyAager
by Aa (BIG A Little a)
Cacophonous mash of noise, electronic sounds and vocals powered by energetic walls of drums. Listen loud, jump often.
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