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1. _ I Saw You In The Crowd
I saw you in the crowd
I saw you singing out loud
The people were swaying
The band was playing
Something real loud
I couldn't hear one word
Screams were all that i heard
But i saw her face
I saw her eyes
I saw his grace
In the dark'ning skies
I saw you raise your hand
Stretching out to the band
You reach exceeding your grasp
On the beach from the whale
Comes one last gasp
Meet me in my hotel room
Meet me just for fun
And i will not be boring
Some things i been storing
Inside to show someone like you
A few friends just stopped by
I think they wanted to get high
But it wasn't you
Who they led me to
So i bid them all good-bye
I probably would forget
This episode of regret
So i wrote this song
So when you sing along
I hope my message you will get
Meet me in my hotel room
Oh, meet me just for fun
And you will not be boring
Something you been storing
Inside to show someone like me
Gordon gano: vocal, guitar
Brian ritchie: bass guitar, electric piano
Guy hoffman: drums, vocal
Recorded and mixed by david vartanian at dv's perversion room, milwuakee, wi
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2. _ I'm Nothing
I-m-n-o-t-h-i-n
I-m-n-o-t-h-i-n
I'm nothing'
I'm nothin'
Are you a republican or a democrat
A liberal fascist full of crap
I'm nothin'
I'm nothin'
Somebody somewhere might be something
But everybody everywhere
Knows that i'm nothin
Politics and dirty tricks
I got no time for stones and sticks
Politics and dirty tricks
I got no time i'm chasing chicks
I'm nothin'
I'm nothin'
Somebody somewhere might be something
But everybody everywhere
Knows that i'm nothing
I'm nothing but i'm not proud
'cause being nothing it's not allowed
Are you a gay or are you straight
Do you believe in love
Or do you believe in hate
I'm nothin'
I'm nothin'
Somebody somewhere said he was something
But to everybody everywhere
I'm saying i'm nothing
I'm nothing. i'm like a cloud
I'm free to be alone in a crowd
What's your reality. it's not real to me
What's your anomaly. it is my destiny
I-m-n-o-t-h-i-n
I-m-n-o-t-h-i-n
I'm nothin'
Nothin'
Nothin'
I'm nothing now and i'll be nothing when
This nothing world has it's nothing end
Gordon gano: vocal, guitar
Recorded and mixed by david vartanian at dv's perversion room, milwuakee, wi
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3. _ New Times
New times. new times. new times.
Good morning. good morning. good morning.
I'm the guard. at one time
This was rather pleasant
The poets they still had to muse
Over the classicism of clean shoes
But who today still knows a button stick
Well, that's the new times
That's the new times
That's the new times
The girls would lie down before us
First one went dancing, then behind the bushes
Today you have to run through twenty places
Get drunk on saccharin and methyl
And then you still don't get them that far
Well, that's the new times
That's the new times
That's the new times
Now take it easy there in the early morning
Who arrives but the brethren from the press
If somewhere there lies a cadaver
Or something is foul in the state
You can be sure that a writer is not far behind
With his excellency i only say:
Hands off the literature
The laurel wreath one gets today
Second hand so to speak
>from the old empire's stories
Sold underhand at the alexanderplatz
With all the wigs and costumes
Twitching from the shoulder one is informed
Well, that's the new times
That's the new times
That's the new times
New times. new times. new times.
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4. _ Jesus Of Rio
Christ the redeemer towering high over rio
Rio de janeiro, rio
Where they held a summit to save the world
And to mark the time when development
As traditionally understood-had failed
And the affluent north raping the south
Investment from the north means
Economic bondage for the south
Under the burden of debt payments
I was with a whore in copenhagan
Drinking eight hundred dollars worth of
Champagne in kroner
She came from rio
We were trying to save the world
We did not get what we wanted
She wanted money--
She did not get what she wanted
I missed my wife--
I did not get what i wanted
Death sat on my lap
Death sits on all our laps
While christ the redeemer
Towers high over rio
Rio de janeiro. rio
Gordon gano: vocal, organo
Brian ritchie: upright bass
Guy hoffman: drums, pu-ili
Recorded and mixed by david vartanian at dv's perversion room, milwuakee, wi
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5. _ 4 Seasons
How will i stand the summer
When spring was such a bummer
How will i weather my winter
When my fall was such a ballbuster
It's spring and there'll be no spring fling
When my winter was what a winner
And i am taking a fall
'cause if i ain't got you i got nothing at all
How will i stand the summer
When the spring just made me dumber
How will i fare my fall
Will i lose my mind in the wintertime
It's spring and i'm a spring ding-a-ling
It's summer and i'm just a little dumber
And i am taking a fall
'cause if i ain't got you i got nothing at all
Thru' the 4 seasons
I'm searching for reasons
I'm not gonna take the spring
'cause the spring don't mean a thing
I'm not gonna take the winter
My winter is a splinter
I'm not gonna take the summer
Summer is such a bummer
But i am taking the fall
'cause if i ain't got you i got nothing at all
Thru' the 4 seasons
I'm searching for reasons
Vivaldi, the 4 seasons
It seems to me to be a theme of love
With no variations of aggravations
Spring, summer, winter and fall
Spring, summer, winter and fall
Spring, summer, winter and fall
If i ain't got you i got nothing at all
Gordon gano: vocal, guitar
Brian ritchie: acoustic bass guitar, vocal
Guy hoffman: snare, tranceaphone, vocal
Recorded and mixed by david vartanian at dv's perversion room, milwuakee, wi
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6. _ Key Of 2
Well i was sentenced to prison
To do about one year
They said it isn't so bad
We got a good band here
We play every wednesday night
Sometimes tuesday too
It's the music of the future and it will get to you
When i heard the band for the first time
They has no (rhythm). they had no (rhyme)
Well it almost like a dream
I never wanted to have
It drove me (crazy). it drove me (mad)
The man said: "c'mon and play
And here's an instrument for you
It's an ancient flute
It's in the key of 2. blow..."
I gotta get more time. i gotta stay in here
I used to be foggy
But the music made me clear
Now the jail in rockin' like elvis never knew
I'm on the inside now. i'm in the key of 2
Now we all are lifers and i'm in the band too
We play my favorite song. it's in the key of 2
And it will get to you
It's the music of the future and it will get to you
And it will get to you
It's the music of the future. it's in the key of 2
Gordon gano: vocal, guitar
Brian ritchie: 12-string bass, piano, noseflute, vocal
Guy hoffman: drums, vocal
Recorded and mixed by david vartanian at dv's perversion room, milwuakee, wi
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7. _ Machine
I got a machine
And i took over the world
In one weekend
I took over the world
With my machine
I did it because
I was looking for a project
And it was either
Take over the world or learn french
So i took over the world
And next weekend
I can learn french
I got a machine
And i took over the world
But nothing changed
That wouldn't be fair
Gordon gano: vocal
Brian ritchie: keyboards, theremin, short wave, upright bass, electronics
Recorded and mixed by david vartanian at dv's perversion room, milwuakee, wi
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8. _ Agamemnon
The telephone, the telephone
I have an idea
Women always have ideas
Hello...
Here is agamemnon
Here is agamemnon
Who? wrong connection
This is...
I am a moralist
An anti-militarist
I am against duels
I cannot stand seeing
A fly in rage
I cannot look at
A uniform or blood
That woman has seduced me
And now i am done for
Darling, where shall i
Hide you in a hurry?
Here is agamemnon
Here is agamemnon
I am coming
Directly from the trenches
And look forward
To a solemn luncheon
Oh, my nerves
I'm losing my find
This damned telephone
Spoils my favorite position
And no i can start
Writing poetry again
Gordon gano: vocal, guitar
Brian ritchie: bass guitar, organ, vocal
Guy hoffman: drums, percussion, vocal
Recorded and mixed by david vartanian at dv's perversion room, milwuakee, wi
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9. _ When Everybody's Happy
Can you imagine
The world at peace
What would it be like
Can you imagine
Such harmony
And what will happen
When everybody's happy
But me
Can you imagine
This headache i have
Writing this song
Can you imagine
The storm inside
And the quiet
When everybody's happy
But me
I think that i would really
Like to love
Give and receive
I pray that my spirit
May rise above
And i'll live a good life
When everybody's happy
But me
Gordon gano: vocal, guitar, violin
Brian ritchie: upright bass
Guy hoffman: drums, percussion, vocal
Recorded and mixed by david vartanian at dv's perversion room, milwuakee, wi
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10. _ This Island Life
This tea's too strong for me
As i await your company
I had too much sun today
Ocean waters wash away
Nothing but the present
Presenting its presence
This island life
Separate my right from my wrong
No i am not pagan
But my heart has been forsaken
And the hand of god was on my mind
It took some time from time to time
Now in the course i know
Time itself will go when
This island life
Separates my right from my wrong
You forgot your shoes and i
I have sent a message but i
There's so many stars in the sky
It's the truths that will not lie
There's a you wild native maiden
Running mad and barefoot to the sea until
This island life
Separates my rights from my wrongs
This island life
Finally separates my right from my wrong
This tea's too strong for me
As i await more company
I had too much sun today
Dram of lands lying far away
Pregnant with the present
Presenting its presents
This island life
Separate my right from my wrong
This island life
Will separate my rights from my songs
Separate my right from my wrong
Gordon gano: vocal, guitar, violin
Brian ritchie: upright bass, electric sitar
Guy hoffman: drums, percussion
Luisa mann: vocal
Recorded and mixed by david vartanian at dv's perversion room, milwuakee, wi
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11. _ Mirror Mirror (i See A Damsel)
I see a damsel
In danger and distress
I see that she is pretty
I see a young girl
Dressed in a dirty dress
I see that she is pretty
Mirror mirror on the wall
Who's the fairest one of all
I see a fat girl
With her hair a mess
I see that she is pretty
I see a proud girl
She's pregnant i would guess
I see that she is pretty
Mirror mirror on the wall
Who's the fairest one of all
Mirror mirror do not fail
Who deserves to go to jail
I see the school girls
Dressed in their sunday best
I see that they are pretty
I see the wagon trains
Of pioneer women heading west
I see that they are pretty
Mirror mirror on the wall
Who's the fairest one of all
Creature creature, here the plan
Leads unto the fall of man
I see a matron
Unbuttoning a tightly fitting dress
I see that she is pretty
I see a maiden
She's careless like all the rest
I see that she is pretty
Mirror mirror on the wall
Who's the fairest one of all
Mirror mirror do not fail
Who deserves to go to jail
Mirror mirror on the wall
Who's the prettiest one of all
Mirror mirror humor me
Do they see what i see
Gordon gano: vocal, guitar, violin, baglama
Brian ritchie: upright bass, reed organ
Guy hoffman: drums, percussion, vocal
Recorded and mixed by david vartanian at dv's perversion room, milwuakee, wi
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12. _ Breakin' Up
Now every once in a while
There's a crack in my smile
Dark voices are talking to me
Dark voices tell me the way
It's supposed to be
They said "breakin' up"
They said "it's hard to do"
But what they say
About breakin' up
Y'know it's just not true
Breakin' up, it's easy to do
Breakin' up, it's easy to do
Why if you know
Why did you have to go
And leave me on t he floor
About as sick as a dog
I'm feeding my face
Like a bleary-eyed hog
Why'd it have to stop
With so much good undone
Breakin' up, it's easy to do
Breakin' up, it's easy to do
Breakin' up, it's easy to do
Y'know i break up every time
I break up with you
Gordon gano: vocal, guitar
Brian ritchie: acoustic bass guitar, reed organ, guitar solo, vocal
Guy hoffman: drums, percussion, vocal
Recorded and mixed by david vartanian at dv's perversion room, milwuakee, wi
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13. _ Don't Start Me On The Liquor
Don't start me on the liquor
I'll drink it all down straight
I'll make a toast to love
But i drink the most
When i got somebody to hate
I'm an old man
I got an old man's pain
Will the morning
Will the morning ever come again
Well, i'm likin' lickin' a lotta liquor
I'm drivin' down the drink
I'll take a toast to life
But i drink the most
When my devil start to think
I'm an old man
I got an old man's pain
Will the morning
Will the morning ever come again
Oh, i could drink, drink, drink
So i can't think, think, think
I got a hope or a home
In this life i'm all alone
On this long cold lonely night of fright
Followed by a lonely day
'til there's nothing left i can say
Except i didn't know i was sick
And so i got sicker
He's a low down lying
Peckerwood cotton picker
Don't start me on the liquor
I got nothing more to say
I had a little money
But it all flown away
And i said oh man
Oh, ain't that a shame
Oh, i keep manin', i keep manin'
Like i got an old man's pain
Don't
Don't start
Don't start me
Don't start me on
Don't start me on the
Don't start me on the liquor.
Gordon gano: vocal, guitar
Brian ritchie: bass, guitar, vocal
Guy hoffman: drums, vocal
Recorded and mixed by david vartanian at dv's perversion room, milwuakee, wi
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