1. |
My Name Is Ego
02:54
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My name is ego
Don't mess with me, no
I'll trash your libido
Kill your wanting seed
And if you fight me
I'll visit you nightly
Twist you up so tightly
Make you kick and scream
My name is denial
I've got you on file
Behind your wan smile
Is a cry of pain
Your innocent victim
I'm the one that hit him
I slashed and I bit him
Justifies my game
My name is illusion
I know it's confusing
Please accept my conclusion
You're all insane
The things that drive you
You love to be lied to
Love the chains that bind you
Build your own cage
My name is savior
I'm a pimp and a slaver
I'm a prime time raver
It's a point of faith
I've got the answer
I can cure cancer
I'm a wealth enhancer
In the end of days
My name is ego
Remember me, Joe?
I might be the John Doe
That rules the world
My name is ego
What a cool scene, no?
What a wonderful fellow
What a beautiful girl
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2. |
Birds of North America
05:32
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River in the western sky
Birds of North America
Russet flank and amber eye
Birds of North America
Many seek and many die
Birds of North America
Falling through the liquid night
Birds of North America
Nestled in Arcadia
Birds of North America
Winter in Antarctica
Birds of North America
Slaughtered in suburbia
Birds of North America
Verging on hysteria
Birds of North America
Fading points against the sky
Edge of dawn, morning light
Touch the earth, rest a while
Glass and steel invisible
Birds of North America
Barrier against the pull
Birds of North America
Every day a haven gone
Birds of North America
No other way but carry on
Birds of North America
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3. |
Louise
03:05
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Pounding down the gravel road
escaping through the fields
laughing in the dappled sun
beneath the summer trees
We were only kids back then
far from what we'd become
never thought that we could be
anything but young
But somehow when I held you
and looked into your eyes
I knew that these would always be
the best days of our lives
Chorus:
Oh, Louise, I was so naive
didn't know a first love couldn't last
oh, Louise, tell me please
do you ever think of it like that?
Stars were so much brighter then
the world was ours to keep
secrets of a young girl's heart
were such a mystery
If there’s anything I know
Of stars and hearts at peace
it all began one summer
when you showed them to me
Chorus
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4. |
Up The Mountain Going
02:55
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5. |
Want One Now
03:33
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Fifty-eight days
Only cheated a few times
It’s out of my blood
But still on my mind
I don’t want pills
Don’t stick that thing on me
I’m fiercely independent
Cure my own disease
I get that smell in my nose
And that taste in my mouth
Only one way to get it out
CHORUS: I want one now, give it to me (3X)
Right now ____
All I wanna do
Is burn a few
Help a brother out
Can I get one from you?
It’s better than any food
You ever ate
It’s better than sex
Unless the sex is great
I get that smell in my nose
And that taste in my mouth
Only one way to get it out
CHORUS
I feel so satisfied
Feel so satisfied
Yeah I feel so satisfied
Somebody give me a light
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6. |
Death Rattle Blues
05:04
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It’s mentioned in fiction
Of the most lurid kind
In old Delta moans
And curious rhyme
Might happen when you’re old
Or cut you down in your prime
It stalks like a wildcat
Biding its time
Each of turns one day
To face mortality
We all sing the death rattle blues
Eventually
The reaper appears
In various disguises
Bearing gifts, colored trinkets
And little surprises
Unbidden it comes
Like a stranger at the door
With something to sell
We all want something more
So call on your savior
Pray for resurrection
No exchange or return
When it’s time for collection
See that mound where I buried a skunk
That died under the shed?
We’ve all got it coming
When you’re dead, man, you’re dead
Each of us turns one day
To face mortality
We all sing the death rattle blues Eventually
Any of us could be
Minutes from death
But why should I worry
I’ve got hours, myself
Each of us turns one day
To face mortality
We all sing the death rattle blues Eventually
INST
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7. |
Hope
03:02
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My father did with two bad knees
A worn out back and heart disease
His only comfort was his cigarettes
But he gave them up for his health
for his health…what else?
Someone found him in his bed at home
Just went to sleep and never woke up
He was lucky, that way
I swear there’s hope for all of us
Go down fast, don’t make a fuss
Check out in the middle of the night
I don’t want to die in a nursing home
Out of my head and all alone
When the time comes I hope I have the courage
to end my own life
A gun or a rope or a length of hose
A friend with a pillow or an overdose
Please don’t put machines on me
Because I don’t believe in a heavenly reward
No man in the sky that I call lord
Just the sun and the moon and the stars
and you and me
My darling girl and my faithful wife
The friends I’ve known throughout my life
My family, eternally
I swear there’s hope for all of us
Go down fast, don’t make a fuss
Check out in the middle of the night
I swear there’s hope
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8. |
Bakery
05:00
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I’m so sad and lonely, lying on my bed
So I went to the bakery to get a loaf of bread
I bought a cheese Danish, cookies and a pie
But I forget the bread, so I went to bed, I’d lost my appetite
You never had much appetite, as far as I could see
If there’s anything you wanted, it sure wasn’t me
Your bottles and your substances were your priority
The only time I felt alright was at the bakery
Once I had a girlfriend, she worked in the bakery
Used to get a lot of tips and day-old bread for free
But she met a guy from Tuxedo Park with a big Victorian house
Guess I couldn’t blame her, she took her apron and moved out
That day-old bread was all we ever had, half the time
You squandered all my money and you wasted all my time
All I had by the time I left was my apron and my clothes
You sold all my jewelry and snuffed it up your nose
I saw your friend with the pumpkin head, sneakin’ ‘round my gate
Tell your spy eat shit and die, and please just go away
Maybe I’m just a country girl and my heart is made of gold
But I’m warning you, we’re done, we’re through, and I’m good with a .38
I checked my email all day long but no one wrote to me
So I turned on the radio, tape player and TV
Then I got a boom box and I played my own CD
I took it in the bedroom and I sang along with me (and I was singing-)
And ever since that day it’s just me living here
If anybody asks me I’ll say that I don’t care
You don’t care because you never knew what you had
I don’t need your platitudes, I’m gone and I’m glad
But there’s a reason why I lie in bed all weekend long
Haven’t had a cherry pie, since that gal’s been gone.
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9. |
Seeds
03:18
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Sky is clear and the sun is out
The earth is moist and warm
Still got a lot of work to do
Down on animal farm
First thing you need is fertile ground
Next you look for rain
All good things, in their time
Hope the neighbors don’t complain
Help us tend these seeds we sow
Seek the light and grow, grow
Grow, grow, grow
Back in the day, talked about a change
Sang a change is gonna come
Today the Great White North is headed south
Old Ma Nature on the run
Her daughter, high water, you love her, we bought her
Wipe the old slate clean
Polar Bear, bad year, no fear, all clear
See what’s on TV
Sky is clear and the sun is out
The earth is moist and warm
Still got a lot of work to do
Down on animal farm
Living in a hovel, diggin’ on a shovel
Watch the tall weeds grow
Like to share with everyone here
But there’s so much I don’t know
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10. |
Babble
03:27
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I met the Whore of Babylon
At the Tower of Babel
And after the obvious
We played a little Scrabble
She said these words are confusing me
I said wait a while and see
When the tower’s done we’ll touch the sun
And write our names on it
That’s the way it begins
Talking like you know something
When you don’t know anything
We get so impatient an annoyed
When we can’t hear the sound
Of our own voice
And every sniveling mendicant
From the ditchdigger to the president
Folds his hands and sighs
Some great truth to impart
In the washed-out bars at closing time
On CNN and prime time live
The puppets dance and whine
Even the bravest warriors
Grow weary of the battle
Lay down their arms
Every defeat is a victory
When you laugh in the face of adversity
The winners write the history
And that’s what we believe
So I left the whore of Babylon
Climbing the tower of Babel
The workers were jumping off
They were packing up their scaffolds
They said, man, we're getting out of town
This whole damn thing is coming down
You don’t want to be here
When wrecking ball comes round
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11. |
Eyes Right
03:45
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Eyes right
Speak when you're spoken to
Eyes front
Do what you're told to do
Eyes left
Never your own choice,
never your own choice to make
So this guy joins the army
he's tired of being poor
He's got no money, no job
no house, no car,
no hope, no life
He lives with his mother
his father and his brother
his baby and his wife
He's got a skull tattoo
that says born to lose
and a hungry feeling at night
So this guy joins the army
he doesn't know what else to be
he gets a signing bonus
an apartment in Kansas
and he gets to drive the Humvee
This is my weapon, this is my gun, this is for killing, this is for fun
So this guy in the army
he's in the best shape of his life
he's got self-respect,
a will to live
and a reason to fight
So this guy in the army
statistic, a casualty
the man with the flag
called him a hero
but he looks like a victim to me
This guy in the army
they sent him home in a box
they think they found
all the pieces
but probably not
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12. |
End of the Road
03:07
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This is the end of the road
This is as far as I go
This is the end of the road
This is as far as I go
And I hate to be the one to say goodbye
Hate to be the one to say I never tried
Blind as ice, bold as day
Bad as pain, cold as clay
Nails of iron, bed of straw
House of cards, rule of law
Two white horses in a field
Blood across the alter where I kneel
Break of day, misty gold
Pack it in it’s time to roll
And I hate to be the one to say goodbye
Hate to be the one to say I never tried
And I hate to be the one to say goodbye
Hate to be the one to say I never tried
This is the end of the road
This is as far as I go
This is the end of the road
This is as far as I go
This is the end of the road
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Undercover Bonobos North Brunswick, New Jersey
Album, and a few other things G. Wood did.
Please see
oneoffrekerdz.bandcamp.com
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