1. |
Died With Money
02:28
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DIED WITH MONEY
(J. Souza)
i died with money
on the i-team
there's no me in shame
kept my guns on
all night long
when they read my name
there were those who thought
i had a few loose scruples
still others knew a fiend
with bad form
they traded tales
of how I'd done them wrong
i was never seen as warm
but i died with money
i left the giant fox
to root out the witches
took the elephant ride
with king james
i never felt the need
to get along
i may now be in flames
but i died with money
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2. |
Grain Of Sand
02:21
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GRAIN OF SAND
(J. Souza)
mental illness doesn't run in your family
it crawls quietly
give them a goodbye kiss
you don't need currency
come to the city
i make plenty of green
at the village idiot bar
i live above a dry cleaner
to the stars
and i've got room for you
here
scratch ticket tears on the bar
shaving years off
with a nickel with a dime
obituary readers and fat bottom feeders
drinkers thinkin in the day time
outside a bicycle messenger dodges cars
i fear the ghost of a dream
that once was ours
inside i wish for you
to be here
you better get out while you can
you're a pretty little grain of sand
pretty little grain of sand
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3. |
Rally
02:35
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RALLY
(J. Souza)
bathe in the unsavory glow
overthrown by microwaves
come a day you will be saved
and seldom seen
have you ever wanted to know
how to get out of here
take a road
take a wave
take a stream
take a friend
hold your hands in a circle
when you can't get squared away
hold your hands in a circle
it's not the end of the world
it's just the end of the day
rally round the bubble machine
you know the air is clean
inside each one
it takes one
to know one's
gonna stay
hold your hands in a circle
when you can't get squared away
hold your hands in a circle
it's not the end of the world
it's just the end of the day
we had it wrong all along
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4. |
Lost Cause
03:16
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LOST CAUSE
(J. Souza)
keep your shirt on
cool your jets
you've been running fast enough
ain't seen nothing yet
is your mind gone
disappeared
you ain't seen the last of love
cause it's standing here
where anybody can sing
sing a hallelujah
find a lost cause
keep a thought in your head
gonna right the whole thing now
gonna get out of bed
lunatic like a time bomb
gonna give you a kiss
on the surface we're remaining calm
gonna get out of this
anybody can sing
sing a hallelujah
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5. |
El Norte
04:38
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EL NORTE
(J. Souza)
mama used to fill in at the donkey show
she said you're half a jackass
i think you should go
you know the pure will kill you if you stay
send us money from the u.s.a.
take your broken heart to el norte
mad hallucinations on the border run
before a water station in the desert sun
i got run down by a militia guard
the sand drank up his blood i sped away
across the border in his chevrolet
i miss you mama
you told me i should go
written on the inside of your mind's eyelid
all you ever said and all you ever did
la raza nunca llora y yo estoy aquí (the race never cries and i am here)
el amor sobre el dinero para mí (love over money for me)
i miss you mama
you told me i should go
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6. |
Fool
02:26
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FOOL
(J. Souza)
born on the very first day
of a month between march and may
down a primrose path i took
i saw wool everywhere i looked
deaf and blind
to your every admonition
hello it's me
simple simon's son
don't you know a fool
when you see one
bound to love and leap
before i looked
i believed in every hand i shook
now my faith's been replaced with dismay
and counterfactualistic repartee
came a time
when i could see my own reflection
i know it's me
i know what i've done
don't you know a fool
when you see one
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7. |
Hate Talkin'
01:55
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HATE TALKIN'
(J. Souza)
you've never had an original thought
in your whole life
and you're a low life
you're fat you're no fun
when you let your mouth run
you're a big yawn
you sound like a moron
but wait i'm not through
i really hate talkin to you
you're a loud ass clown
why don't you flush yourself down
you'll be doing the right thing
if you should reproduce
it would be child abuse
i say spare us your offspring
wait i'm not through
i really hate talkin to you
i wish you the worst
nobody cares how you're feeling
you might think so
but we're concealing
what we know to be true
really hate talkin to you
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8. |
Do You Know A Love Song
03:10
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DO YOU KNOW A LOVE SONG
(J. Souza)
do you know a love song
one that rights all wrong
where all good intentions
keeps our powder dry
where we could subsist
just on this contact high
don't say you weren't cryin
you know i could hear you
on the last day of summer
i want to be near you
this world's changing form
how will we ever keep warm
do you know a love song
do you know a love song
there's got to be
one we can sing
when we can't get along
don't say you're not leavin
i've got a gut feelin
cause everyone's buying you drinks
kiss me on the head
and then leave me for dead
do you know a love song
do you know a love song
there's got to be
one we can sing
when we can't get along
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9. |
Velocipede
03:47
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VELOCIPEDE
(J. Souza)
we are adept at building bridges
we've strained relations with the man
we are of faith but not religious
we have an exorcism planned
so don't delay or you'll be sorry
ideas are walking off to war
don't you know your mind's a quarry
and that's all we're living for
so weld your own velocipede
turn your fuel cells to the sky
universal donors bleed to save
the under-qualified
we've several rebel farms that feed us
they're raising locusts in their labs
monsanto's monster wants to eat us
they're taking names and keeping tabs
so keep clandestine all our efforts
and we'll keep sunshine in our souls
we are in dire need of converts
whose roots are deep in rock n roll
weld your own velocipede
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10. |
Ghosts
02:44
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GHOSTS
(R. Newman)
Stay with me for a little while
You've nowhere to go
And I've nowhere to go
It makes me so happy
When you smile At me
Work all your life
And you end up with nothing
Live in one room like a bum
Once I flew in a plane
And I fought in a war
We lived in a castle
And slept on the floor
And I don't want to be
All alone anymore I'm sorry
Out in the street
There's little colored kids playing
Where my own little boy used to play
So I sit in this chair
And I ache with the gout
And I talk to myself
'Cause I'm scared to go out
And I just want to know
What was it all about I'm sorry
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Patrolled By Radar Los Angeles, California
Los Angeles based
Original Rock n Roll, Alt-Country, Blues, Dystopian Americana
RJ Bloke (Vocals, Guitar)
Mike Sobel (Guitar) Jessica Latiolait (Bass)
Mick McCurdy (Drums)
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