1. |
Red, White and Dead
03:42
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I had a white knight baby hold my head on tight.
We got lost in forever in the middle of the night.
Laughed onto me/had me singing at last
Said “it’s just us always” but you bounce back fast.
Nothing done and new:
There’s nothing here for you.
When you’ve got nothing but growing up to do
When you’ve got nothing but growing up to do
I need to go away/Gotta stay inside.
In a pocket there’s my guide. My mind’s out for a ride.
Help me Kristine cause you know what I mean.
Well this must be a dream cause they ain’t coming clean,
Calling me crazy.
The eyes wide here don’t see.
Said I can call you a cab or you can stay here with me.
I can call you a cab or you can stay here with me.
The people are robots. The people are zombies.
Run Run Run. They will shoot you if you freeze.
Take it all in. Gotta dish it to yourself
Cause the good guys know that the weak thank and please.
The dead eyes of this town.
Deny how it went down.
As I stood up to your silhouette,
You said “it is what it is.” I guess you get what you get
I hammer a book right at your head
You can bleed where you read.
Red, white and dead.
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2. |
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The politics behind the bedroom door
Will flaunt façade for what you do.
You always do.
A truth distressed in torment
Torches Veritas, for keeper of the clue.
This one’s for you.
I’d take you anywhere that you’d want to be,
But you’re tearing the turf with all them and not me.
If it’s not like that, then what do I see?
Say don’t dig up the past but you’re still in it.
I guess this love’s not built to last.
You’re vote’s been cast.
Act in an altered state. Call it confusion.
Say that clarity was masked.
You could have asked.
Jekyll and hide in her arms. She charms.
Don’t choose, still I lose to the one who harms.
Now I’m waking up/never heard the alarms.
You release. Can’t find no peace.
So I look away from where you’ll stay.
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3. |
The Last Honey Bee
03:07
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A summer lad, a young gun in the sun,
Make a mission. See the winner’s been won,
While nobody knows, it’s the suburbs he’s from,
Known as a not so subtle bang on the drum.
Crash your car. Steal cigarettes from mom’s bag.
You suck one back as you call him a fag,
But when it’s just you two, you are taking a drag.
It’s just practice for your show. Break a leg.
Sitting down by the river with guitar
Take on the artist. They dubbed thee as going far.
The one problem is they don’t know who you are,
Chaining knock-off acts all to start the car.
You grab Dylan and you take on his look.
Play the hobo behind your Kerouac book.
The time it took to keep them in a manmade chinook
Is cold and flat. You feel like a crook.
I can’t breath.
I can’t get free.
Who’s watching you climb up the tree,
As you swat the last honey bee.
Leave out the losers. Say you run a tight ship.
Heard them like horses, as you’re ghosting the whip.
Offer obscurity and we can see what will grip.
Is it tasteful to take every last tip?
Wear a feather and an anchor in your ear.
Get yourself a harem and a hand full of beer.
Raise your fist to the company that parks at the rear,
As your face begins to disappear
There’s a Junkie at the bar, a punk through and through.
You’ve picked what you like, but she doesn’t want you.
You’ve got a few tricks to try to get to
Her pillow but she knows what is true.
Once you were fire, said your candle she’s blown
It I know it was never your intention to atone.
Oh my god, yes, you’re here all alone.
There’s no virgin and all you’ve got is the crone.
And now they’re listening to me.
It’s to late, last time I got free.
You’re turning the lock with no key,
As you swat the last honey bee
I’m guilty.
Could it be thee?
Reign high in the hive over me.
Is the queen the last honey bee?
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4. |
Who's Your Best Friend?
04:37
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I’ve been drinking
To make a mess of the pain.
Gone fishing in Gomorrah,
For profit in pedestal slain.
Hey there, honey.
I called you. You say it’s ok.
That the whole world was drunk.
So what, I was too?
But hey, I would have been either way.
You say you love me,
Just like no time has gone by.
Who’s your best friend,
In daylight and night? What a guy.
And I’ve been waiting.
Will’s my wait. I’m hardwired,
In hopes of soul mate,
In a tragically flawed fate.
So I’ll beeline for the hive,
Pop some pills and stay alive.
One more night with my amore
My sweet cher amio
And I’m not paranoid,
To watch you fill a void.
Talk good times. They’ve been toyed,
All to be destroyed.
Are you happy?
I’m unaccompanied misery.
Oh my dearest,
You disappear and we agree.
So I’ll beeline for the hive,
Pop some pills and stay alive
One more night with my amore
My sweet cher amio
Who’s your best friend?
Pay the ticket. Don’t do it again.
Who’s your best friend?
Who’s your best friend?
I’ve been drinking.
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5. |
We Keep Our Guns Young
04:25
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Hey there. Don’t cry. It’s still a long way from the bottom.
So, you don’t have the fame you deserve.
Diagnostics set a stain on your self-worth.
Stare them square. Scare them straight, to preserve.
The senator’s son took the debutant daughter
To say “I’ll take thee” in the lessons he’ll have taught her.
Time’s in a noun with change as its verb.
He wont keep her secrets if he can’t keep her.
Now the dog just needs to learn how to stay down.
He’s the king of this holiday table in a paper crown.
Push on through. The peace can shove it.
You don’t know what my love is capable of.
Ashes to dust and blood on the bible
This land is mine and my songs will be sung.
America: my dream. Don’t want nothing tribal
Trust in me. We keep our guns young.
He’s the descendent of a profit, they say,
Scans you up and down to brag. He prays the day away.
A false friend’s embrace with the ones who betray
Aren’t as bad as the ones who just want to stay out of it
Still the dog just needs to learn how to stay down.
Cause he’s the king of this holiday table in a paper crown.
Push on through. The peace can shove it.
You don’t know what my love is capable of.
He’s a good ol’ boy. He can sympathize.
Got them blue eyes that will colonize.
Tempt the tide and decide which side you’re on.
Tempt the tide and decide which side you’re on.
Tempt the tide and decide which side you’re on.
Cause you don’t know what my love is capable of.
You don’t know what my love is capable of.
You don’t know.
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6. |
Half-Tusked
04:00
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What happened to the mammoth?
Half-tusked and thrown away/
Tossed carelessly amongst them,
Define me on a hangover day.
Be my exhibitionist. Be mine.
Throw in with the rest of my stuff.
Take it all, til the small turns tough
Cause even the clutter’s had enough.
Who am I to say that you’re mine anyway,
To be releasing?
Who am I to say that you’re mine anyway,
To make you stay?
Took summer in the sea,
And Montreal in the fall.
I failed. You set sail in the belly of the whale again.
Hit me up when you’ve ditched the wall.
You said it’s back in my head,
Between the blank sheets that I read,
And the others you laid in your bed,
That caught me pulling at the thread.
Who am I to say that you’re mine anyway,
To be leaving?
Who am I to say that you’re mine anyway,
To believe?
When your eyes were in mine,
We were mentioned in the sky.
Fast and high in un-kept promise sounds the sigh,
When the past wants to question why.
You’re my paradise in hell,
So I’ll try to wish you well.
Don’t say “time is change” and “life is constant strange”
When I’m out of range.
Who am I to try to walk ahead to tread
Where we did before?
And opportunity don’t fall
Drunk at your door anymore.
Who will it be to claim the biggest pain?
Who’s heartbreak sets the biggest stain?
And who were we to say that we’d never
Break the chain?
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7. |
The Clock's Trial
03:46
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I’m not well Karen, but I love you.
I can’t sleep cause the nightmares come true.
I say get away, and I hate their whole crew.
They take me, making me bathe in the stew.
Ride it home tonight.
I’ll give up the flight.
The clock took your trial; There’s no hand that it lends
To show love’s enough. It depends.
The cancer spread and we’ll never be friends.
Daylight saves. You succeed. My world ends.
You thought you’d be free. I can tell.
But the bitch brews quite a spell,
And you jumped but reports say you fell.
And they pay, wash blood away and oh well.
On my holiday in hell, I slept in, stayed up late,
Walked my feet down to deviate.
There’s no clean slate when you wait to tell more lies.
With me, you struck silver in your eyes.
Still I miss your late night lullabies.
You sing for somebody else. It’s no surprise.
Just don’t tell me no goodbyes,
Cause your fruit’s been covered in flies.
Seven screams: An armed straightjacket,
Scrambles for your ears cause the racket.
It’s so far gone. They don’t think you can hack it.
Calm down. You want it back.
The dog buried the bone on its own,
With indirect direction of the stone.
And the seasons change to leave you all alone.
Don’t smash the screen. Your cover’s fully blown.
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8. |
The Wolf I Feed
03:15
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State your truth to say you can’t,
And then change your mind.
I doubled back, but you were gone.
I think it’s real this time.
Play and dance Pierrot/Pantomime.
And I will miss your calls
And you’ll leave me behind.
Choose to make it break
With the heartache we all find,
In kind.
The wolf I feed
Is stuck in images of infidelity.
But it’s a dog that sleeps by me,
As I monkey do and see.
See me run, wild as the weed, and plead.
With my worn out eyes
And your tobacco hands,
We say good luck, goodbye
I guess this is how it ends.
And I can’t even stand it.
We are so fucked up.
Love’s over the line
In dysfunction we define.
I will miss your calls
And you’ll leave me behind.
I’ll say I missed you most.
Entertain a tapeworm’s host,
Til death is done. We’ll part.
Exploit and call it art.
See me run. See monkey find.
See me run right out of my mind.
See me run. See monkey find.
See me run right out of my mind.
Running the mind out, crying the heart out
Leave it and feed it alone.
Running the mind out, crying the heart out
Leave it and feed it alone.
Running the mind out, crying the heart out
Leave it and feed it alone.
Running the mind out, crying the heart out
Leave it and feed it alone.
Leave it and feed it alone.
Leave it and feed it alone.
Leave it and feed it alone.
Leave it and feed it alone.
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9. |
Insidious Love
03:29
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Hello.
I am here to impress you
With little words.
I heard your heart’s been broken too.
Feel the weight
Of the week that went down south.
The battle’s bleak,
With your talk that touched my mouth.
Tacet
Anchors a frown.
Lost ethics
Let you lay your logic down.
Can’t stay away
Say I’m accident prone.
Stare at the screen.
I’m not alone when I’ve got my phone.
You lie,
About where you lie.
Then you cry,
And it all makes me want to die.
Heartbreak
You talk through the town,
Of mistake,
In a snake’s most sacred gown.
I can’t get rid
Of myself and my heart’s well hid,
For the highest bid,
And I feel like a little kid.
Empty cans
Always messed up our plans.
The chamber flows and fans,
But won’t tick gold for the one who pans.
Insidious love
It’s the subject/verb/noun.
What you dream of
Is when you laid your lover down.
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10. |
Stallion and Mare
03:32
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Stallion and Mare,
Do you swear you both don’t care,
In the land who’s the most fair
To shovel out each share?
If it’s you that I adore,
What’s the misery here for?
Keep one foot outside the door,
And all four on the floor.
So, your dimebag’s misplaced,
And I’m always shitfaced.
You know I can’t waste
Medicine with a taste.
What was salvaged was hacked,
When the plan was attacked.
With all that I lacked,
The foundation was cracked.
But my heart still beats for you, right through,
From the Great Slave Lake to Waterloo.
So the grace will leave no trace.
Don’t recall a state of face.
Sell them out for a new chase
That runs to stay in one place.
Got your head stuck in their trough.
He caught her eye; She caught his cough
But he’ll turn his back and scoff,
Sweet talk mind to turn off.
So, the ground breaks a stake
In a common heartache.
Sun shines on mistake
In the smack-talk you’ll take.
Way the wax and the wane
There’s profit; There’s gain.
On second and main.
Uncle Sam went insane.
And I bid thee adieu, in the lines that you spew.
Said I took on too much to tame the shrew.
Fame is a flame, and my fortunes are few,
From the beautiful of the love we outgrew.
As you take all those big bites that you can’t seem to chew,
But they say that you’re great. Yeah, I read the review.
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11. |
Alone at Sea
03:08
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If I say your name, how mad will you be?
In your words, a grain of wisdom goes to boast with victory.
It’s not the same white noise we see,
When we’ve never said a speech, to leave limelight silently.
Everything good’s got to give.
Let it die if you want to live.
Forgive.
I told you I fell as I poisoned the well.
Can we climb out from this shell? Sometimes it’s hard to tell.
I wonder what’s true or what I need to do.
One beer on the beach won’t fool me to be happy without you.
And everything good’s got to give.
Let it die if you want to live.
Forgive me. Forgive me.
You’re building the boat,
Bomb the back burner plans,
Stuck in the muck of your moat,
To see the black-spotted hands.
I’m the gruff billy-goat,
Don’t belong to demands.
Swash and buckle a throat.
Overboard the head lands.
All alone at sea
Will you forgive me?
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12. |
Ring Around the Ground
03:19
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I light a friend up to my flame,
And look for someone else to blame.
Cause I know she should feel shame,
And I’ll never be the same.
Been immature and insecure.
You people please in pots to stir.
I feel afraid and can’t be sure
Where you’re going now with her.
So forget that cowboy frown.
We all fall down.
There’s gasoline spilt on my shoes,
And daytime back bar shines the blues.
My feet feel numb when you say choose.
I thought that they belonged in twos.
They broke the back porch and killed the trees.
I like this house, so landlord please, don’t take away my keys.
Ring around the ground.
We all fall.
We took our time to tumble tall.
We’re still the sad ones after all.
You break the bill to take my call
And I’ve been pushing at the wall.
He’s playing doctor. He’s playing god.
Ego’s the line on a reel to reel rod.
No landing leaps foolish, reckless pride
And the con caved in with a stab in the side.
Your crown won’t be leaving this town,
So forget and let yourself down.
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Mary-Lee Bird Band Edmonton, Alberta
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