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Song of the Night Gator
01:45
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Another servant of the crowd
After a night of selling out
Slipped on a patch of frozen spit and fell down
Limped broken lines back to his door
His bed is made of iron ore
What used to pass itself for sleep, now clearly war
Caesura, Caesura coming
Bring out the person who I thought I be
Utterly crush him I know I won’t even feel it
Brush off my suit, tighten my tie
I’ll be taking care of you tonight
If I can just remember how to walk upright
Caesura, Caesura coming
Cold water on an empty stomach
Who’s this stranger dressed in my clothes
Brace myself to say, “Hello”
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2. |
Sounds of the Coast
03:09
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The coast without a breeze reminds me of you,
Melted glue, a column split in two, and bleeding statues
It makes me sick
So sick I feel it creeping in
Just wait the drugs are kicking in
I can't sleep, I don't eat, don't need
I have some words that I'd like to read:
Computer, will you operate?
Turn up the heat til I evaporate
Just become another digital sound when you shut me down
To reintegrate
The tattoos we never got, the up we never caught
Regrets and dread
Goodbyes to friends hurt the most when left unsaid
It makes me sick
So sick my vision starts to blur
Can't discern, no energy to exert
A double take, I can't shake, see straight
How long have I been awake?
Computer, will you operate?
Turn up the heat til I evaporate
Just become another digital sound when you shut me down
To reintegrate into the atmosphere alone
Just disappear
I never wrote, I never called
I guess I wasn't there at all
Computer, will you operate?
Turn up the heat til I evaporate
When will you shut me down like you shut him down?
We'll reintegrate
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3. |
Everglader
04:28
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Everglader
When was the last time
We stayed up all night getting high
Growing up you were the first to see
Melancholy
I see you grieving, grieving
In my mind, It’s October
Shadows are growing bolder
For you and me, It’s Halloween forever
Everglader, romantic dreamer,
Proud non-believer,
I wish you had it easier
In summertime you could pretend
To savor sunlight on your skin
Hunter’s moon stalking me
A black wind blows,
The howling oaks reach out for me
Dark voices on the speak
Bright tears on the receiver
So this grieving, my friend
In my mind, It’s October
Shadows are growing bolder
Half moon, cold and sober
For you and me, It’s Halloween forever
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4. |
Spanish Moss
03:46
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Keep your head down
Block out the true sound
Leave your music in
Far better to blend
Working like you’re still in debt
Burning like your cigarette
Jerking like a marionette
Played through to cliche
They’re not done with you yet
Do you feel strings?
What are they made of and what does it mean?
Flooded with ad trash
Remember you need that
You’re learning to feel no fear
When it isn’t clear whose getting your cash
But then on the news
You’re not sure what you’ve seen
Was there a pair of hands moving behind the screen?
So easy to drift through
They know all about you
There’s no need to know
What’s behind the scenes
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5. |
Civilized
03:52
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What's that look you're giving me?
What did I say? What didn't I mean?
The clouds are forming in your eyes
Oh, let's just split the tab and say goodbye
You always love a big scene
No, I will not be civilized
This is just like the last time
Would you say we're happy otherwise?
No, you shouldn't lie
You don't feel like you used to
To tell the truth I never loved you
What a fucked up thing to say
I'm going you should go the other way
You always love a big scene
No, I will not be civilized
This is just like the last time
Would you say we're happy otherwise?
No, you shouldn't lie
Can I have just a minute? I think I need to settle down
Can I have just a minute? Suffocating, suffocating
Oh why should I be civilized?
It's the same thing every time
I think that we should...never mind
Don't tell me to be civilized
I will not be civilized
Don't tell me to be civilized
Cause I cannot be
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6. |
Heat Lightning
02:03
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Dimming world is gonna burn out soon
One part per million past the threshold of pain
Event Horizon at the dark of the moon
I’m in the corner on the acid rain
Jester king with a malicious mic
All smoke and mirrors while he takes his cut
I’ll drink the poison if the price is right
Make me an offer I can’t pass up
Flora, Fauna, hear your mantra:
Oblivion, oblivion,
Rapture me into the sun
Your servant’s work is never done
Amen
Mr. Believer’s got his eyes shut tight
He paid the premium for inner peace
Down at the temple on his knees last night
Put all his money at the Guru’s feet
Every spider has a mating dance
A stranger knocking with an honest grin
He’ll wrap you up if he has half a chance
Pincers open when you let him in
Sons and daughters, take your mantra:
Dimming world is gonna burn out soon
Stranger knocking with an honest grin
Event Horizon at the dark of the moon
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Safety Brooklyn, New York
"Greetings From The Sunshine State" will be released in March on Chicago label Jetsam-Flotsam. The album was recorded in the
band’s final days in NYC, and is perhaps even darker, heavier, and catchier than their past releases.
Safety is Andy Diaz, Grayum Vickers, Nick Dolan
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