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1.
I can’t write this song Cause I’ve wrote it all before I can’t use these chords Cause I used them once before The spring of 2014 I bat them round like so much yarn So many changes Stupid Changes Here’s Another Still it’s nice to know If I can’t get it right I can just revert to type No matter how many times I can revert to type I am reverting to type I am reverting to type Now let’s start the show
2.
The Future 03:18
Yes I can see you Around the bend We’ll be together But not just yet Down at the courthouse Out on the steps With freaky people It’s a protest, but Don’t expect me to blow up my just yet This agro-culture Is making me say No thanks, I’m good To the Future Move to the country Buy some pets Maybe a moo cow With no regrets We’ll use that bovine To make some steaks To feed our children Yeah, We’ll have eight Don’t expect me To blow up my life Just yet If I gave you my June Could you pencil me in For a big fraction of your time Have some primordial chaos Let into your life Think the plan is Maybe Kansas Don’t have to get it right Just yet For the Future
3.
A year ago when you blew into town You plucked our ostrich head Right from the ground You drank the lion share Out of our thirty rack You stole our mascot And we want him back And year or two Then you packed your bags Up to the West coast Where it’s less of a drag You whipped up expectations In a whippets storm And took that synergy with you A month or two to say You’re not that bad You spiked the punch And tried to fuck our dads You knew we would forgive you But I can’t sing your praises Loud enough So in the morning When we clean your crap And call up Con Ed Get our power back Just know we won’t be lonely No we won’t be lonely
4.
I tried to warn you Not to go There’s nothing for you Down below It’s nothing you’d wish for But man can hope If I told you That I told you so And did again One thousand times I don’t suppose You’d have the where-with-all To change your mind I hate to see you Lying so low Again On Sunday morning Over tea Talk of the future What it could be Do it together Figure it out If I told you That the Nile Was a river Could you build a raft And float with me Down to the Northern Shores Where we could use the sand To build a castle was around our dreams Told you not To wait for me To tell you not to Be so hasty
5.
Too much is made of progress Too much is made of tradition Not enough is said for survival But is this perfect world Who cares I don’t In this perfect world Who cares Too much is put on science Too much is made of religion Too few critters Have a birthday But in our perfect world Who cares In our perfect world Who cares
6.
Say a sacred night From on high Say it all looks great From a plane The highway river rolls away And if you’re one to complain Then say When You’re looking through Such cynical eyes It really shouldn’t Come as any surprise Pace the room Try to figure out whether Tell your folks That your leaving forever If you’re jetting to that heliopause I will not be coming with you because Some one has got To get these seeds sown And save them up For my annual breakdown Cause it all looks wrong For the throng And there’s naught so bleak As your tweens Your teens your twenties I can tell And if you’d just wait a week That’s one less The meanest street’s forever just the one You are on The Greenest pastures sing their siren song From Beyond But it would be the same Just be a different reign Those drops do not care On whose heads They fall on il faut cultiver notre jardon Give my best to the Department of State Hit me up if when you repatriate If well I guess I’ll just see’ya Come to visit If they grant me a visa As for me I’ll keep my hands in the dirt Pick some elderberries up for dessert I’d make a pie but I can’t find a strainer Just eat them up And they’ll never taste greater
7.
The quiet girl who was already pretty Got a new haircut And everybody is loosing their shit She cut her bangs just like when she was little She is disappointed Didn’t have the desired effect The male attention is already bothersome She does not like it It was not her intention at all Cause she knows It was a vain attempt to Get back to a feeling She had when she was nine And though her life is reeling It overwhelms her mind An innocent emotion Just sitting in the dark And bobbing in the ocean Just waiting for a shark Now she’s twenty She’s already looking Got a ring on her finger Her Mother breaks into a dance Her father tells her Don’t be too hasty Don’t be too hasty You know there are plenty of men Oh, spare me How will they be different How will they be different How can I tell on from another Cause to her Es ist Alles Eben An enormous pressure Bares down upon her chest She’s lived all of her lifetime Does she have to live the rest She has a little Geuro She keeps it by her side It she ever feels it’s safe enough She’ll let her rip outside She’s twenty-nine She’s already tenured Got a new boyfriend And everything is going to shit Said hello during office hours She remembers dancing And picnics in the park Such elegant romancing But that’s how these things start He cannot compete yet The economy’s gone south That job at Northrup Grumman Just to keep food in their mouthes.

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released March 4, 2016

Everything by Tom Donohue with the exception of the robot sculptures on the front and back covers by Justin Totora.

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