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May be the worst album I've ever heard
Digital seams in my heart
Analogue screams wailing through the fog
Analogue screams wailing through the fog
May be the worst songs I've ever heard
Digital screams through my heart
Analogue seams in my soul
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2. |
The Ballad of Heisenberg
03:37
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Rough English translation:
The city’s called Duke
The state New Mexico
Amongst the gangsters
Its fame has spread
Because of a new drug
The gringos have created
They say the colour is blue
And it’s of pure quality
That powerful drug
That is circulating in the city
And the people who run the area
Couldn’t stop it
In the square in Duke
They’ve got Tuco and Krazy 8
They killed Tuco
While he was driving his Cadillac
Just before the Americans
Beat up Krazy 8
The cartel’s running hot
Because they weren’t getting respect
They talk about some ‘Heisenberg’
Who controls the market now
No one knows anything about him
Because they’ve never seen him
The cartel’s about respect
And they never forgive
But that guy’s dead already
He just doesn’t know it
Heisenberg’s fame
Has reached Michoacan
They wanted to come from there
To try that crystal meth
That blue stuff
That’s now become international
Now it’s living up to
The name New Mexico
It looks like Mexico
With all the drugs it’s hiding
Except it has a gringo boss
Known as ‘Heisenberg’
The cartel’s running hot
Because they weren’t getting respect
They talk about some ‘Heisenberg’
Who controls the market now
No one knows anything about him
Because they’ve never seen him
From the fury of the cartel
No one has ever escaped
Yes that gringo, he is dead
But he doesn't not know it yet
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3. |
His Moon is Our Moon
01:17
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People gather thousands strong
To watch the quality drop
And when it drops, stocks will crash and die
Quality Time will be a rancid pie
When the quality drops
When it drops
Somehow we lost our promise
And our quality has hidden from us
You can moan and you can bitch
But quality is not something that you can just order up
Like the goddamned rich
Just can't drop it
Please don't let me drop the goddamned ball
Maybe you can be the hero
Keep that quality from dropping
Maybe not
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5. |
MIDI Recieved
00:59
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6. |
Kandy Korn
02:54
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7. |
Phoebe
02:34
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Friends who never call again
I'm one of them
Friends who think they are my friends
Are rarely them
Never cared for certain friends
I wonder then
Shall I call them friends again
They were never actually friends
We just got tossed together
Some of them were really friends
of John Gibson
Forced on me so we could be
"The Stoner Friends"
When I said goodbye to weed
Goodbye to them
Goodbye!
The buzzer code is 24 and you'll need that to get in.
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9. |
Closed Door Session
03:31
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Knock knock knock
I'm trying so hard to break on through
The Closed Door Session
Knock knock knock
I'm trying so hard to communicate
With those inside
I think they can hear me, I think they know
The pain I feel, the pain I don't want to know
Much longer
Slam slam slam
The cat box is tossed across the room
It reeks too much
And those inside are not in the mood
For kitty urine-tainted perfume
Knock Knock knock
When I go away
I'm sure that door will swing open wide
And all the secrets hidden inside
Will flow forth so quickly
Damn the pronouncements!
(It's a press conference)
It's sometime soon but you never know when
Gotta stay on your toes
And what will be your rebuttal?
"Stay."
Slam slam slam
The doorknob falls and screws roll across
The kitty litter floor
Slip slop slide
I have no doubt agreements signed
Will never really die
But god damn
You can't help wonder at those times
If the words ring true
Or were they all just a big long beautiful lie
A big long beautiful lie
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10. |
Hooked Away
03:03
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Playing Blackjack games
Playing Keno cards
Playing slot machines
Hooked on slot machines
Hooked away, hooked away
Look away, look away
Playing Poker games
Spin-the-Wheelie games
Playing quarter games
Hooked on quarter games
Hooked away, hooked away
Look away, look away
In Vegas there's no night
In Vegas there's no bed
There's just you and your bread
Just put a quarter in
Play those Blackjack games
Play those Keno cards
Play those slot machines
You're hooked on slot machines
Somebody's hooked
Rock and Roll
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The man who gave you the buzzer
Is really your second cousin
The man who gave you your destination file is your brother
The man who brought you the papers
Is a commodities trader
And he knows so much more than you think
And so much less than he speaks
The woman who gave you her number
Wears bikinis in the summer
And though she'd be creeped out if you saw her
If you saw her, you would like it
You'd even buy it, if she published herself
But if you're lucky, she will tease you
And on and on and on she'll lead you
And a tease for a married guy is almost as good
It will do you some good
In the long run
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By the time I got home to Hollywood
Elmwood was nowhere in sight
I was a long haired, pot smoking...
Uh... eh...
Pot smoke...
Agnostic pot smoker, pot smoking agnostic
My Dad took care of the long-haired part very quickly.
Also bought my first Playboy on the corner
From the W.C. Fields man.
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13. |
Nicotine Lounge, Nevada
00:51
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14. |
I Told Lizzie
04:12
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I told Lizzie
I told Lizzie that all I needed
Was a Marshall
And I'd be famous
I told Lizzie
As we sat and watched In Concert
With David Bowie, Trevor Bolder, Mick Ronson
And Mick Ronson
That all I needed was an amp
And when I got myself an amp
I'd do exactly as they did
Play exactly as they played
Rock exactly like they rocked
Blazing solos night and day
I told Lizzie
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15. |
Speeder On The Rails
02:42
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Low voltage platforms pierce the night
Pierce the night through tunnels deep
to check the gaps cross the right of way
Atmospheric stretch and pull
Stressful loads so trains won’t drop their loads
Humboldt County, special ride
Transportation company provides
Of speeder on the rails
Speeder on the rails
Mad River Railroad sparks alive
Rolling hills and rolling water dives
For the speeder on the rails
Engine Lantern straight ahead,
Straight ahead barreling down at me
Heartbeat increased
Diesel On The rails
Humboldt County, special ride
Transportation company comprised
Of speeder on the rails
Speeder on the rails
Mad River Railroad sparks alive
Rolling hills and rolling water dives
Silver Streaker kissed to Life
Though my body no longer breaths
My spirit blesses thee
Speeder on the rails
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16. |
No Sleep Here
01:37
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Nudists take all the fun out of naked
Never thought I would live to say it
Expected it was merely a matter of time
Before I doffed my jeans
And frolicked on a naturist holiday
My joy and pride on full display
Close examination has left me cold
It seems our revolutionary brothers
Have simply replaced one system with another
They almost seem fascist
Insisting that clothing's not need
And they doth protest too much that freedom is all they're seeking
And it's the blank look in their eyes
That scares me the most
As if it makes no difference
That they're not wearing clothes
Naked is supposed to be special
It's a kind of reward for grueling days
Toiling in our workaday ways
And a naked woman in front of me
Had damned well better be an invitation
For all their talk of natural, that's the most natural of all
And to see naked people playing shuffle board
or cooking wieners on an outdoor fire
And having nothing but good clean fun
Makes me absolutely grieve for the loss of good old sexual lust
Humans were always meant to wear clothes
Now there's a revolutionary thought
Getting naked means it's time for a bath
Or it's just too damned hot
Or that sex is about to begin
And I ain't never gonna own a shuffle board stick
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18. |
Mozart's 17th
02:49
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Start Walkin'
02:39
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You rule my life
You act like you are my wife
You rule my life
You act like you are my wife
You knew that was coming
But I didn't see it
You knew that was coming
But I didn't want you to be it
What are you doing in my life
What are you doing to me
I was too young and blind to see, but you were not
You should have been the wiser, you should have known when to stop
So I had to do it, I had to go along
You made me do it, and now you make me sing this song
What are you doing in my life
What are you doing in my life
You should have known
You should have seen
My road was long, adventures unseen
Your broken pathway was not for me
But you took me anyway, and now you are green
With envy for things that were always meant for me
A life that will be mine just as soon as I am free
What are you doing in my life
What are you doing to myself
What are you doing with my life
Go fuck with someone else
I had a dream of the first one
I pushed her over the railing of my old high school
But she pushed herself to get me in trouble with the law
And make me carry the guilt
She pushed herself
Everyone thought that I had done it, but I swear I did not
What are you doing in my life
What are you doing in my life
What are you doing, What are you doing
You should have seen the faces of the children
When they saw I had given up everything I worked for
You should have seen the faces of my band members
When they heard that I had been dismembered
When they saw I was a captive
A captive even to my own emotions
A captive to your notions
You should have seen the face of my beautiful cousin
When she knew I had given up, when she knew I had given in
This is me that we're talking about
And soon you'll lose that stupid fucking grin
What are you doing in my life
What are you doing to me
What are you doing with my life
Why you do it for free
And when you hurt this much you can't even think
And when you hurt this much you won't even breathe
And when you hurt this much you look for your friends that can help you...
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23. |
Twilight Games
02:45
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Twilight Games
For the queen of hayride fame
You know these jerks can't dance
Let's steal away and find romance
Just love me fast
And make it last
Beachside romp
With our tee shirts off
Watching the grunion run
Complete the dance they've just begun
Your new best friends will be groping in the dark
They call your name, want to heal your aching heart
But you're busy with your
Twilight Games
You're the queen of bunk bed fame
Those boys are glad you came
But they won't learn this dirty little game
And did you hear who she caught at summer camp?
Salute the flag made of women's underpants
And beware the bears
Twilight games we play
We play them every single day
We play them deep into the night
'til the drunken morning light
reveals our
Twilight Games
You're the queen of late night fame
And if the dead could dance
They'd bless our sweet romance
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24. |
Repellent Man
01:50
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25. |
My Name is Print
02:00
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26. |
Joanne In The Window
01:31
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Uncle Louie
02:13
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The Particolored Jester
05:27
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The Naked Girl
02:33
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Encyclical
02:53
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Marie Anne
04:12
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33. |
On A Dig
02:44
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Women Wearing Sweaters
02:28
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Slept Through My Death
03:14
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St. Ignatius Glowed
04:30
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Wait For Me Nicole
02:53
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The Elephant Duet
01:13
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Train Going Nowhere
04:23
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Everywhere
04:05
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49. |
Sun Dress
02:45
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50. |
Sex in Vegas
01:29
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51. |
South Bay Wine Bar
05:43
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52. |
In Sprightly Time
01:14
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Macarena
03:36
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55. |
I Am The Burning Man
02:57
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Royal Riffage
01:17
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Lynda Barry
04:03
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The Ballard of Howard
02:54
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Santa Monica Place
02:23
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Snoutburger Finale
02:28
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Carrie Fisher's Eyes
02:04
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Flapjack Sparkbabble
03:38
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67. |
A Thinking Process
00:43
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Dino DiMuro Los Angeles, California
Dino has been self-producing CDs and cassettes since the mid-80’s. After a short career as a rock guitarist in a band for hire (once opening for Van Halen), Dino released a series of albums in the 80’s and 90’s, while also reviewing for Option magazine. Dino’s music has been described as “Walt Disney on Acid” and is most often compared to Frank Zappa, Captain Beefheart, & They Might Be Giants. ... more
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