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"38 Years Old"
"38 Years Old"
Twelve men broke loose in seventy three
From Millhaven Maximum Security
Twelve pictures lined up across the front page
Seems the Mounties had a summertime war to wage
Well, the chief told the people they had nothing to fear
Said, "The last thing they want to do is hang around here"
They mostly came from towns with long French names
But one of the dozen was a hometown shame
Same pattern on the table, same clock on the wall
Been one seat empty eighteen years in all
Freezing slow time, away from the world
He's thirty eight years old, never kissed a girl
He's thirty eight years old, never kissed a girl
We were sitting round the table, heard the telephone ring
Father said he tell them if he saw anything
Heard the tap on my window in the middle of the night
Held back the curtain for my older brother Mike
See my sister got raped so a man got killed
Local boy went to prison, man's buried on the hill
Folks went back to normal when they closed the case
They still stare at their shoes when they pass our place
My mother cried, "The horror has finally ceased"
He whispered, "Yeah, for the time being at least"
And over her shoulder on the squad car megaphone
Said, "Let's go, Michael, son, we're taking you home"
Same pattern on the table, same clock on the wall
Been one seat empty eighteen years in all
Freezing slow time, away from the world
He's thirty eight years old, never kissed a girl
He's thirty eight years old, never kissed a girl
He's thirty eight years old, never kissed a girl
"38 Years Old"
Twelve men broke loose in seventy three
From Millhaven Maximum Security
Twelve pictures lined up across the front page
Seems the Mounties had a summertime war to wage
Well, the chief told the people they had nothing to fear
Said, "The last thing they want to do is hang around here"
They mostly came from towns with long French names
But one of the dozen was a hometown shame
Same pattern on the table, same clock on the wall
Been one seat empty eighteen years in all
Freezing slow time, away from the world
He's thirty eight years old, never kissed a girl
He's thirty eight years old, never kissed a girl
We were sitting round the table, heard the telephone ring
Father said he tell them if he saw anything
Heard the tap on my window in the middle of the night
Held back the curtain for my older brother Mike
See my sister got raped so a man got killed
Local boy went to prison, man's buried on the hill
Folks went back to normal when they closed the case
They still stare at their shoes when they pass our place
My mother cried, "The horror has finally ceased"
He whispered, "Yeah, for the time being at least"
And over her shoulder on the squad car megaphone
Said, "Let's go, Michael, son, we're taking you home"
Same pattern on the table, same clock on the wall
Been one seat empty eighteen years in all
Freezing slow time, away from the world
He's thirty eight years old, never kissed a girl
He's thirty eight years old, never kissed a girl
He's thirty eight years old, never kissed a girl
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- Učlanjen(a)
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"700 Ft. Ceiling"
"700 Ft. Ceiling"
Let's go to the park
Let's go watch them flooding
Out there after dark
Don't have to think of nothing
And I love that for
For the way I'm feeling
Seven hundred foot
Seven hundred foot ceiling
Let's take it to the top
Of the tobacco nation
We can aim the dish
For hardcore invitations
And I hate that for
For the things I'm thinking
When the clouds are low
Seven hundred and sinking
It's part hard, hard to remember
It's part hard to say
Parts unknown, unknown forever
And those parts fade away
But leanings toward, toward a full-stop's
All I hear you say
One foot on the stump
The other's on the pulpit
Seven hundred foot
Seven hundred foot pulpit
And I love that for
For the way I'm feeling
Seven hundred foot
Seven hundred foot ceiling
It's part hard, hard to remember
It's part hard to say
Parts unknown, unknown forever
And those parts fade away
In our own back yard
We can do some flooding
When it's cold and dark
Don't have to think or nothing
Don't have to think or nothing
"700 Ft. Ceiling"
Let's go to the park
Let's go watch them flooding
Out there after dark
Don't have to think of nothing
And I love that for
For the way I'm feeling
Seven hundred foot
Seven hundred foot ceiling
Let's take it to the top
Of the tobacco nation
We can aim the dish
For hardcore invitations
And I hate that for
For the things I'm thinking
When the clouds are low
Seven hundred and sinking
It's part hard, hard to remember
It's part hard to say
Parts unknown, unknown forever
And those parts fade away
But leanings toward, toward a full-stop's
All I hear you say
One foot on the stump
The other's on the pulpit
Seven hundred foot
Seven hundred foot pulpit
And I love that for
For the way I'm feeling
Seven hundred foot
Seven hundred foot ceiling
It's part hard, hard to remember
It's part hard to say
Parts unknown, unknown forever
And those parts fade away
In our own back yard
We can do some flooding
When it's cold and dark
Don't have to think or nothing
Don't have to think or nothing
MODERATOR
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- 06.07.2010
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"A Beautiful Thing"
"A Beautiful Thing"
In the ulcerating silence perspective comes
The way it always does for it's ransom
So randomly somebody calls
The phone rings and it brings Niagara Falls
At three o'clock in the morning
"You'd better be dying" and you were
So we talked about time and where it went
Unremarkable events
And how one day took two days and they got spent
How you'd continue, carefully, in degrees
Trying to do one true beautiful thing
And your beautiful thing
It'd be
A beautiful thing
To see
That beautiful thing
Continuing
"I don't live there, I just commute"
Secretly cradling a joint and I might puke
A fumble with the keys under duress
The point is this is practise duress
At three o'clock in the morning
"You'd better be dying" and you were
So we talked about things and where they went
Big remarkable events
And how each day's a new day and they get spent
How you'd continue, artfully, like the breeze
Trying to do one true beautiful thing
And your beautiful thing
It'd be
A beautiful thing
To see
That beautiful thing
Continuing
Your beautiful thing
Continuing
And your beautiful thing
Will be
A beautiful thing
To me
A beautiful thing
Continuing
Your beautiful thing
Continuing
"A Beautiful Thing"
In the ulcerating silence perspective comes
The way it always does for it's ransom
So randomly somebody calls
The phone rings and it brings Niagara Falls
At three o'clock in the morning
"You'd better be dying" and you were
So we talked about time and where it went
Unremarkable events
And how one day took two days and they got spent
How you'd continue, carefully, in degrees
Trying to do one true beautiful thing
And your beautiful thing
It'd be
A beautiful thing
To see
That beautiful thing
Continuing
"I don't live there, I just commute"
Secretly cradling a joint and I might puke
A fumble with the keys under duress
The point is this is practise duress
At three o'clock in the morning
"You'd better be dying" and you were
So we talked about things and where they went
Big remarkable events
And how each day's a new day and they get spent
How you'd continue, artfully, like the breeze
Trying to do one true beautiful thing
And your beautiful thing
It'd be
A beautiful thing
To see
That beautiful thing
Continuing
Your beautiful thing
Continuing
And your beautiful thing
Will be
A beautiful thing
To me
A beautiful thing
Continuing
Your beautiful thing
Continuing
MODERATOR
- Učlanjen(a)
- 06.07.2010
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"About This Map"
"About This Map"
About this map, here we are, here
See, this is us, the exit is here, and
We've come too far, to just feel like this, yeah
We've come too far, to be feeling like this
Certain, certain
You want to, want to
Certain, certain
You want to, want to
About this map, it's a bit out of date, yeah
Territories shifted, and things get renamed
There's coups, revolutions, and boundaries blur
Volcanoes and earthquakes turn words into birds
It's certain, certain
You want to, want to
Certain, certain
You want to, want to, want to
But, oh, about this map
It goes beyond, beyond
And, oh about this map
About this map
About this map, here we are, here
See, this is me, and there you are, there, and
There's got to be more than just to despair
There's got to be more than just to despair
I'm certain, certain
I want to, want to
You're certain, certain
You want to, want to, want to
And, oh, about this map
It goes beyond, beyond
Forget about this map
About this map
And, oh, about this map
We don't live in our heads
Forget about this map
About this map
About this map
About this map
About this map
"About This Map"
About this map, here we are, here
See, this is us, the exit is here, and
We've come too far, to just feel like this, yeah
We've come too far, to be feeling like this
Certain, certain
You want to, want to
Certain, certain
You want to, want to
About this map, it's a bit out of date, yeah
Territories shifted, and things get renamed
There's coups, revolutions, and boundaries blur
Volcanoes and earthquakes turn words into birds
It's certain, certain
You want to, want to
Certain, certain
You want to, want to, want to
But, oh, about this map
It goes beyond, beyond
And, oh about this map
About this map
About this map, here we are, here
See, this is me, and there you are, there, and
There's got to be more than just to despair
There's got to be more than just to despair
I'm certain, certain
I want to, want to
You're certain, certain
You want to, want to, want to
And, oh, about this map
It goes beyond, beyond
Forget about this map
About this map
And, oh, about this map
We don't live in our heads
Forget about this map
About this map
About this map
About this map
About this map
MODERATOR
- Učlanjen(a)
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"Ahead By A Century"
"Ahead By A Century"
First thing we'd climb a tree and maybe then we'd talk
Or sit silently and listen to our thoughts
With illusions of someday casting a golden light
No dress rehearsal, this is our life
And that's where the hornet stung me
And I had a feverish dream
With revenge and doubt
Tonight we smoke them out
You are ahead by a century (this is our life)
You are ahead by a century (this is our life)
You are ahead by a century
Stare in the morning shroud and then the day began
I tilted your cloud, you tilted my hand
Rain falls in real time and rain fell through the night
No dress rehearsal, this is our life
But that's when the hornet stung me
And I had a serious dream
With revenge and doubt
Tonight we smoke them out
You are ahead by a century (this is our life)
You are ahead by a century (this is our life)
You are ahead by a century
You are ahead by a century (this is our life)
You are ahead by a century (this is our life)
You are ahead by a century
And disappointing you is getting me down
"Ahead By A Century"
First thing we'd climb a tree and maybe then we'd talk
Or sit silently and listen to our thoughts
With illusions of someday casting a golden light
No dress rehearsal, this is our life
And that's where the hornet stung me
And I had a feverish dream
With revenge and doubt
Tonight we smoke them out
You are ahead by a century (this is our life)
You are ahead by a century (this is our life)
You are ahead by a century
Stare in the morning shroud and then the day began
I tilted your cloud, you tilted my hand
Rain falls in real time and rain fell through the night
No dress rehearsal, this is our life
But that's when the hornet stung me
And I had a serious dream
With revenge and doubt
Tonight we smoke them out
You are ahead by a century (this is our life)
You are ahead by a century (this is our life)
You are ahead by a century
You are ahead by a century (this is our life)
You are ahead by a century (this is our life)
You are ahead by a century
And disappointing you is getting me down
MODERATOR
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- 06.07.2010
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"All Canadian Surf Club"
"All Canadian Surf Club"
Well, there's a rocking little spot next to the Regent Theatre
And if you want to make the scene you'll make it sooner or later
You're really hanging with the crowd, you know the ins and the outs here
All Canadian Surf Club, denim jackets and long hair
Well, we're rocking to the beach, we'll watch the waves as they roll there
I meant I really dig you, baby, make me wild with your blonde hair
Yeah, when your dancing next to me I want to roll and die there
I'll be designing my buggy while I'm thinking about next year
Walk across the sand
With another friend
My love depends
When summer ends
You really abuse and use the beach it's got the things that you need there
I got my guitar, Cadillac, chick and twenty four cold beers
Yeah, when your dancing next to me I want to roll and die there
All Canadian Surf Club, denim jackets and long hair
Walk across the sand
With another friend
My heart depends
When summer ends
Denim jackets and long hair
I want to roll and die there
Make me wild with your blonde hair
Yeah
"All Canadian Surf Club"
Well, there's a rocking little spot next to the Regent Theatre
And if you want to make the scene you'll make it sooner or later
You're really hanging with the crowd, you know the ins and the outs here
All Canadian Surf Club, denim jackets and long hair
Well, we're rocking to the beach, we'll watch the waves as they roll there
I meant I really dig you, baby, make me wild with your blonde hair
Yeah, when your dancing next to me I want to roll and die there
I'll be designing my buggy while I'm thinking about next year
Walk across the sand
With another friend
My love depends
When summer ends
You really abuse and use the beach it's got the things that you need there
I got my guitar, Cadillac, chick and twenty four cold beers
Yeah, when your dancing next to me I want to roll and die there
All Canadian Surf Club, denim jackets and long hair
Walk across the sand
With another friend
My heart depends
When summer ends
Denim jackets and long hair
I want to roll and die there
Make me wild with your blonde hair
Yeah
MODERATOR
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- 06.07.2010
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"All Tore Up"
"All Tore Up"
We were a blow out of wicked proportions
An accidental company
If we said, "We were going to go out and get all tore up tonight"
Then we did, we got a little happening
Play your tonight's the nights right
And don't clear the place
Sweep up a little on your way out
We might make it
With Dottie the bluegrass singer
Baring her local breasts
Singing, "You want an open concept?
I'll give you open concepts"
You play your fuck off nows right
And don't clear the place
Wreak some havoc on the way out
You might make it
"Drink up, folks, it's getting on time to close"
They said, "We don't even like you"
"I'm with you," I said
Perhaps you think the road is a means to an end
Where it's a living in the end
The living end, the living image of the end
Play your tonight's the nights right
And don't clear the place
Sweep up a little on your way out
You might make it
If your tonight's the nights right
And you don't clear the place
Sweep up a little on your way out
You might make it
Tonight's the night
Tonight's the night tonight
Tonight, tonight, tonight
Tonight's the night tonight
Tonight's the night tonight
Tonight, tonight, tonight
Tonight's the night tonight
Tonight's the night tonight
"All Tore Up"
We were a blow out of wicked proportions
An accidental company
If we said, "We were going to go out and get all tore up tonight"
Then we did, we got a little happening
Play your tonight's the nights right
And don't clear the place
Sweep up a little on your way out
We might make it
With Dottie the bluegrass singer
Baring her local breasts
Singing, "You want an open concept?
I'll give you open concepts"
You play your fuck off nows right
And don't clear the place
Wreak some havoc on the way out
You might make it
"Drink up, folks, it's getting on time to close"
They said, "We don't even like you"
"I'm with you," I said
Perhaps you think the road is a means to an end
Where it's a living in the end
The living end, the living image of the end
Play your tonight's the nights right
And don't clear the place
Sweep up a little on your way out
You might make it
If your tonight's the nights right
And you don't clear the place
Sweep up a little on your way out
You might make it
Tonight's the night
Tonight's the night tonight
Tonight, tonight, tonight
Tonight's the night tonight
Tonight's the night tonight
Tonight, tonight, tonight
Tonight's the night tonight
Tonight's the night tonight
MODERATOR
- Učlanjen(a)
- 06.07.2010
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"An Inch An Hour"
"An Inch An Hour"
I want a book that'll make me drunk
Full of freaks and disenfranchised punks
No amount of hate, no load of junk
No bag of words, no costume trunk
Could make me feel the same way
An inch an hour, two feet a day
To move through night in this most fashionable way
There's this fucking band you got to see
They used to scare the living shit out of me
No frothing dog, no cool insanity
No rock and roll, no christianity
Makes me feel the same way
An inch an hour, two feet a day
To move through night with very little else to say
But I'm helpless less with the people than the space
No struggle town, no bemused Trudeau
No solitary walks through vacant lots in moon glow
Tonight the winter may have missed its mark
You can see your breath in springside park
Coffee coloured ice and peeling birch bark
The sound of rushing water in the dark
Makes me feel the same way
An inch an hour, two feet a day
To move through life with very little else to say
But I'm helpless more with the people than the space
I mean I'm helpless less with the people than the space
You see, I don't know Neil, I don't know Neil
"An Inch An Hour"
I want a book that'll make me drunk
Full of freaks and disenfranchised punks
No amount of hate, no load of junk
No bag of words, no costume trunk
Could make me feel the same way
An inch an hour, two feet a day
To move through night in this most fashionable way
There's this fucking band you got to see
They used to scare the living shit out of me
No frothing dog, no cool insanity
No rock and roll, no christianity
Makes me feel the same way
An inch an hour, two feet a day
To move through night with very little else to say
But I'm helpless less with the people than the space
No struggle town, no bemused Trudeau
No solitary walks through vacant lots in moon glow
Tonight the winter may have missed its mark
You can see your breath in springside park
Coffee coloured ice and peeling birch bark
The sound of rushing water in the dark
Makes me feel the same way
An inch an hour, two feet a day
To move through life with very little else to say
But I'm helpless more with the people than the space
I mean I'm helpless less with the people than the space
You see, I don't know Neil, I don't know Neil
MODERATOR
- Učlanjen(a)
- 06.07.2010
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"Another Midnight"
"Another Midnight"
He was a coal miner in the spring
Blinded with its dusty resolutions
Broke his back for higher contributions
Now he'd take anything
Well, she was nineteen seventy
Burning like a cigarette long season
Heir to all her family's old treasons
She makes love hard like an enemy
Oh ma, he's dying
And the river don't sleep
When the water runs cold
And the calendar burns
As the story unfolds
And the valley spans miles
When the mountain stands high
Can't they let us run wild
For another midnight
For just another midnight
Perhaps we're an election day
Pumping hands and kissing all the babies
Ain't no time for shadowed doubts or maybes
Is there another way?
Or we're a stolen Cadillac
Racing for a roadblock in the distance
Flashing by a lifetime in an instance
Can we take it back?
Oh ma, he's dying
Oh ma, he's dying
And the river don't sleep
When the water runs cold
And the calendar burns
As the story unfolds
And the valley spans miles
When the mountain stands high
Can't they let us run wild
For another midnight
Can we take it back?
Can we take it back?
Can we take it back?
Can we take it back?
And the valley spans miles
When the mountain stands high
Can't they let us run wild
For another midnight
For just another midnight
For just another midnight
For another midnight
"Another Midnight"
He was a coal miner in the spring
Blinded with its dusty resolutions
Broke his back for higher contributions
Now he'd take anything
Well, she was nineteen seventy
Burning like a cigarette long season
Heir to all her family's old treasons
She makes love hard like an enemy
Oh ma, he's dying
And the river don't sleep
When the water runs cold
And the calendar burns
As the story unfolds
And the valley spans miles
When the mountain stands high
Can't they let us run wild
For another midnight
For just another midnight
Perhaps we're an election day
Pumping hands and kissing all the babies
Ain't no time for shadowed doubts or maybes
Is there another way?
Or we're a stolen Cadillac
Racing for a roadblock in the distance
Flashing by a lifetime in an instance
Can we take it back?
Oh ma, he's dying
Oh ma, he's dying
And the river don't sleep
When the water runs cold
And the calendar burns
As the story unfolds
And the valley spans miles
When the mountain stands high
Can't they let us run wild
For another midnight
Can we take it back?
Can we take it back?
Can we take it back?
Can we take it back?
And the valley spans miles
When the mountain stands high
Can't they let us run wild
For another midnight
For just another midnight
For just another midnight
For another midnight