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...meanwhile
02:25
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“...meanwhile”
by Andrew Delaney
Meanwhile
In the garden of Eden
There's a serpent weeping
Realizing what he's done
Well god damn
Now they're gonna hate snakes forever
He looks at the woman
Says they won't like you too much either
Aw man
And meanwhile
This guy says to some other guy
I got this little light of mine
I'm gonna let it shine
I know
These Romans think we're dangerous
They feed us to lions and such
But I believe he's more than just
A man
And meanwhile
Your daughter's goldfish died
And she's crying asking why
There's gotta be these facts to life
And meanwhile
Someone's beating on a pulpit
And they're singing like they've lost it
Let it shine! Let it shine! Let it shine!
Meanwhile
Maybe there's a heaven
It's full of goldfish, lions, and Romans
And one apologetic serpent
But meanwhile
While we hating snakes forever
We ought to learn to love each other
Maybe say it all together
Amen
Amen
Amen
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“Napoleon (3,000 Measly Dollars)”
I believe it's time
I tell you that I love you
Though my frazzled nerves
They have failed me in the past
And subtlety, well
It ain't working like I want it to
But I could make another stupid joke
Yeah, let's go with that
And our friends are content
To drop hints and stand around laughing
And truth is, well
You probably already know the truth
But I believe they've got a betting pool
On if it's ever gonna happen
So maybe you ain't feelin me
Or you just want Steve to lose
Take that Steve
When Napoleon died
Some doctor cut him up and harvested his organs (it's true)
Gave his heart and other parts to a Corsican priest
I guess for safe keeping
Oh don't make that face at me
You asked what I was reading
Now there's this poem I admire
It's called “Tactics & Strategy”
And I've liked it a long, long time
But never shared it with anyone
And I mean no disrespect
To Mario Benedetti
It's just that last line never set right with me
So I'm trying to write my own
Well Napoleon's mummified penis was sold at an auction to a urologist in New Jersey
And given what it was you'd have thought it'd bring in a little bit more money
This world has never made much sense to me
I don't suppose it'll start now
But I believe it's time
I tell you that I love you
I believe it's time
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Giallo
03:11
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“Giallo”
There's a line our on Strickland Street
Where the sunflowers stop
They spring wild for miles
But they can't seem to grow in this town
And I was telling you one day
As you stood in my doorway
I can't even remember if you were coming or going now
But you were wearing that red dress
And we painted the walls
All the colors of giallo
Talked Lovecraft and Van Gogh
And just played pretend
And there's a poetry to it
Though the plot's hard to follow
But I can pick up the thread every now and again
Morning sun speckled gold on your face
Damn the consequences
Camera zooms in
On a red dress in a heap on the floor
And I could lose a whole night to the daydream
Staring hard at a photo that's fading
And if the narrator's lying I don't even care anymore
It's still gonna end badly
And we painted the walls
All the colors of giallo
Talked Waits and Argento
And just played pretend
And there's a poetry to it
Though the plots hard to follow
But I can pick up the thread every now and again
I can pick up the thread every now and again
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Astronauts
02:37
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“Astronauts”
Well I read it in a paper
Must've blown here in the wind
Ten years til no tigers
Ten years til no honey bees
My god, how long has it been?
And weren't we the plucky underdogs
In some ugly duckling story?
Didn't we have it all?
Didn't we shock the world?
A bunch of monkeys
Bound for glory
And you wouldn't believe it now
You wouldn't believe it now
But we were astronauts
I saw a picture of the Earth from space
Made me feel so insignificant
I remember staring up at the bones of dinosaurs
You were so young back then
And you wouldn't believe it now
You wouldn't believe it now
But we were astronauts
And it all turned out as if we'd planned it
Everyone just doing like their old man did
And it's not our nature
It's just our branding
Go out and carve your name in the last tree standing
And you wouldn't believe it now
You wouldn't believe it now
But we were astronauts
We were astronauts
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“Godzilla vs. King Kong (1962)”
Boom goes the bomb over Hiroshima
I was just a little boy myself
But now you oughta see my
Bulletproof hide and my skyscraper silhouette
Spines on my back
And my deadly atomic breath
A pacifist out there in the Pacific Ocean
Sleeping in Pandora's Box
Until they blew it open
Mama's an iguana and I guess it's an odd mix
But Dad's the military industrial complex
Oh now
What's that sound?
It's the sound of a reckoning
Coming down
Oh now
What's that sound
It's the sound of a reckoning
And here comes the challenger
In the belly of a ship
Far from home
Ain't really sure where this thing is going
He's been tricked and trapped and bound and chained
Wondering if he'll ever see his people again
Now they're pointing and they're staring
Like he's some kinda freak
All to make somebody's pockets deeper
When he's free they wanna treat him like came to start a war
Now where have I heard that story before?
Oh now
What's that sound?
It's the sound of a reckoning
Coming down
Oh now
What's that sound
It's the sound of a reckoning
Meanwhile, back home
The whole place a fixer upper
War done tore it apart
So why even bother?
Somebody says you can do yourself a favor
And start you up a brand new life
Out across the water
And Kong? Well he ain't really doing any better
He can't find work
And they stuck him in the ghetto
Til there's a giant lizard
Now he's man of the hour
Go and be all you can be
You can fight the foreign power
But that ain't too cool, see
Cause that's me
And now it's high noon
We're standing in the street
And I hear somebody whisper
Let duty kill the beast
And then it kind hits me
I know just where I am
The place that stuck the Japanese in internment camps
Bought and sold people
Cut a trail of tears
And it dawns on the king exactly who he is
And he smiles and I smile
My brand new friend and me
Cause we've got an understanding
That we've got a common enemy
Oh now
What's that sound?
It's the sound of a reckoning
Coming down
Oh now
What's that sound
It's the sound of a reckoning
It's the sound of a reckoning
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Feels Like it's True
03:02
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“Feels Like it's True”
Let me draw you a picture
A little box house and couple of stick figures
Shining sun up there in the corner
Smiling with face of god
Blue skies all around
And big red flowers in the ground
They bloom and they tower above
And that simple and happy and comfort and love
And this one's me
And I think that's you
The details aren't clear
But it feels like it's true
It feels like it's true
Or I could write you a song, see
I've got a voice and a verse and the spirit upon me
I've tried it before but it turned out all wrongly
With folks I remember remembering fondly
But this time it's different
The rhythm or the tune
The details aren't clear
But it feels like it's true
It feels...
Just words in the air
Invisible to the naked eye
Just gotta put these rose-colored glasses on
I look silly, but I don't mind
Cause when we tell our story
We'll gloss over the parts
Where we're sleeping or boring
And hold them all rapt at the theoretical party
We're theoretically talking to
And we'll wink at each other
From across the room
The details aren't clear
But it feels like it's true
It feels like it's true
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“The Pamphlet Explains it All”
So you're standing at Wal-Mart
It's three in the morning
Heavy eyes and a heavy heart
And your favorite ex-girlfriend
Cracking jokes like you used to
Cause it's all that can do
And you're trying to find sweatpants
The kind without drawstrings
Cause when your kid tries to kill herself
You've gotta consider these things
Buying clothes for the hospital
Yeah, the pamphlet explains it all
And Mama never told you
There'd be days like this
Got you screaming into pillows
Like to ball up a fist
And punch the world in the face
Now you're back at the ex's house
Trying to hide the kitchen knives
And wondering out loud
How you'll ever get on with your lives
And your hands touch by accident
And you think you just might
But then you've had enough drama
For one damned night
And Mama never told you
There'd be days like this
Got you screaming into pillows
Like to ball up a fist
And punch the world in the face
Right in its stupid face
And the sun's been up for hours
You're just staring at the wall
Got your telephone in one hand
As if there's someone you can call
If you've got any questions
Bout how maybe it's your fault
But the pamphlet explains it all
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Home
02:39
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“Home”
I like that last part of the flight
When Dallas rushes into view
Yeah, like a million ants living a million ant lives
I guess it ain't far from the truth
But maybe now is not the time
For philosophizing, no
Maybe I'm just glad to be back home
I'm just glad to be back home
And the driver smells like cigarettes
And he ain't great with social cues
And he just can't believe this weather we're getting
And his friend plays the guitar, too
Kinda makes me miss New York a little
Where your business is your own
But still I'm glad to be back home
I'm glad to be back home
And we pull into the neighborhood
Where everything kinda feels like mine
And I wonder down the driveway
And I lock the door behind
And breathe
I say hello out of habit
And let it hang there in the air
And I don't feel alone or nothing like it
There just ain't nobody here
And I hear a faucet dripping
Maybe I'll fix it or I won't
Maybe I'm just glad to be back home
I'm glad to be back home
I'm glad to be back home
I'm glad to be back home
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Jim
00:50
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“Jim”
If you were named James
And you said call me Jim
Or Jimmy or Jaime
Him, her, or them
I would do it
Cause you said so
And you know who you are
Jesus Christ, people
It isn't that hard
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10. |
In There Somewhere
03:09
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“In There Somewhere”
There's a houndstooth coat with a thirty inch waist
I was gonna wear it again when I dropped the weight
I was gonna take my baby dancing, yes
Some of our best laid plans they're best laid to rest
And left safe to gather dust
In the museum of all that I gave up
Or could have been, or can't remember
It's been years
But it's in there somewhere
It's in there somewhere
I ought to cancel these magazine subscriptions
Cause truth is I'm running out of space to fit them
And I don't read them anymore
You know with their home improvements and their great outdoors
And my son tells me it's a fire risk
It used to be “Daddy, how do you live like this?”
Then those self-help books
Well, I'm just glad to know he cares
And they're in there somewhere
They're in there somewhere
In an ordinary house
On an ordinary block
Piled with ordinary stuff
From the bottom to the top
Stacked up careful
For to the keep the aisles clear
It's silly, but there's this guy I used to know
And god it wasn't even all that long ago
He said one goodbye and ever since
He don't ever want to say goodbye again
And he's in a photo that I look at sometimes
In his houndstooth coat with his lovely bride
And that spark that burned so bright
Then disappeared
But it's in there somewhere
It's in there somewhere
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Nonsense
02:52
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“Nonsense”
I think I'll climb a tree today
Go out and buy myself a single serving of birthday cake
Gonna text you a picture of a turtle I saw
I've been growing up a long time
But it never seems to take
And I've got no guidebook for living in an angry world
I've got not guidebook for being a good man
But I've got this guidebook, tells me that's a map turtle
I think I'm gonna follow it
See if there's treasure at the end
Awoo awoo oo oo
Sing a little nonsense and search it for meaning
Awoo awoo oo oo
Love is the answer but I forgot what you asked
Awoo awoo oo oo
Sing a little nonsense and search it for meaning
Awoo
Love is the answer
But I forgot
And I am an intrepid explorer
I am a grown-ass man but I am still a Boy Scout
And I saw some graffiti on a bridge back there
You fall into a funk, you gotta dance your way out
Awoo awoo oo oo
Sing a little nonsense and search it for meaning
Awoo awoo oo oo
Love is the answer but I forgot what you asked
Awoo awoo oo oo
Sing a little nonsense and search it for meaning
Awoo
Love is the answer
Et cetera
And there is a reliable kiss at the front door
There is popcorn and a TV set
There is a reason to smile when I can't sometimes
There's a “Why are your shoes all wet?”
Awoo awoo oo oo
Sing a little nonsense and search it for meaning
Awoo awoo oo oo
Love is the answer but I forgot what you asked
Awoo awoo oo oo
Sing a little nonsense and search it for meaning
Awoo
Love is the answer
But I forgot
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Andrew Delaney Dallas, Texas
Postmodern anti-folk or something.
"The Alfred Hitchcock of singer / songwriters." Rich Warren - WFMT Radio, Chicago.
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