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I only heard the first and third
But I saw them fall
The stars and all
I think I lost my brother this time
The fourth will come
Darken the sun
But not all of it
We'll have some left
To get a tan and learn the name Apollyon
Soon they'll come
Euphrates' sons
They've waited long
Watched everyone
As they laughed and lay in the sun
And when they're done with everyone
With man and wife, daughter and son
Will you still not care what you've done?
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Queer Logic
04:30
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This is no surprise
this is no surprise
everything looks pretty on the outside
this is how it’s done
this is how it’s won
with a gay parade and a handshake then a backrub
Can you understand? You can understand!
This feels like common sense is dead
and I hate feeling anything at all
I hate feeling anything at all
I know that makes me manly but it’s not my fault
I am so surprised
I am so surprised
The invitation said, “Look on the inside!”
but what does it mean?
What does it mean?
“It means whatever you are, that is what I want to be.”
I don’t understand. I don’t understand!
This feels like common sense is dead
and I hate feeling anything at all
I hate feeling anything at all
I know that makes me funny but it’s not my fault
Nothing mine is yours
and nothing yours is mine
“It means whatever you are, that is what I want to be.”
Queer logic
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The Hyacinth
05:07
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Cast all your cares from you
your time will fade away like most folks do
O Pilgrim! O my brother, there's nothing to work through
your name's engraved and all's in place
they're singing songs for you
cast all your cares from you
Close the door, walk away
afternoon and your still at the gate
O dreamer! O my brother, the flowers have all been laid
the rise, the fall, it comes to all
another takes your place
close the door, walk away
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The Majesty of the Flesh
04:53
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Oh, the majesty of the flesh
The blood from the bitten lip
It’s real, it feels, there is life in it
Take a chance and break the glass
Take a chance and break the glass
Out in the woods in the heart of the night
Giving names to the stars in the sky
We ran in the nude
Barbarian mood!
What else can you do with your life?
What else can you do with your life?
Write on the wall “There is joy in it all!”
I’ve forgotten to tell all my friends
Scream in the hall, “This is life after all!”
May our voices never end!
Oh, the majesty of the flesh
I feel it in my fingertips
When I break my heart, when I hold my breath
When I die a little death
When I die a little death
Write on the wall “There is joy in it all!”
I’ve forgotten to tell all my friends
Scream in the hall, “This is life after all!”
May our voices never end!
Write on the wall “There is joy in it all!”
I’ve forgotten to tell all my friends
Scream in the hall, “This is life after all!”
May our voices never end!
Oh, the majesty of the flesh
I know it’s so complicated
It’s an idol we made, a glorious mess
Who can save us from this body of death?
Who can save us from this body of death?
Write on the wall “There is joy in it all!”
I’ve forgotten to tell all my friends
Scream in the hall, “This is life after all!”
May our voices never end!
May our voices never end!
May our voices never end!
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Hidden Mansions
04:20
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There are mansions somewhere
Pretty houses
Women wearing blouses
Women in gold
Gardens within gardens
Falling mountains
Darjeelingesque I imagine
Darjeeling, I am sure
But I am this way, I am this way
I’ll wear the collar while I feed you cake
I am this way, I am this way
I’ll wear the cassock and I'll take the name
The Palisades on a Sunday
On the Lord’s Day
It’s “Braid of Voices” I play and play
There's nowhere to go
Hidden mansions somewhere
Hidden houses
I’ve read about all the promises
But what do I know?
I am this way, I am this way
I’ll wear the collar while I feed you cake
I am this way, I am this way
I’ll wear the cassock and I'll take the name
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Mea Culpa
04:15
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I’ll tell you my secret name
I’ll show you the pearls that I’ve kept safe
Share with you the mysteries we keep
The Bread of Life, we break and eat
And if I do this, I’ll have done everything
Then your face will shine bright as the morning
And that will be the end of all things
All my life I’ve waited to do one thing
Days and days finding the words to speak
And when it’s said, then comes the ending
The trumpet sounds, the joy, the glory
And if I do this, I’ll have done everything
Then my face will shine bright as the morning
And that will be the end of all things
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Lake of Fire
05:00
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Smile for the camera, smile if you can
Give us a smile then again and again
In Middle East there is blood on the sand
The evening news showed the Arab’s dead hands
All God’s children go to Heaven
Come see the crowds, a parade in the street
Hear all the sounds, all the sights, the living
There was a man that they hung from a tree
They watched in the dark as he swung in the breeze
Swing low, sweet chariot
Sing something lovely, sing something we’ve heard
Tell us how we shall inherit the Earth
Fire came from heaven, devoured them all
Stretched out before us, a great lake of fire
Swing low, sweet chariot
Smile for the camera, smile if you can
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I sleep soundly with my wife
My children never fight
And I wake happy, wash my body
Being careful to make sure I'm sex-free
With smiles that linger, rings on fingers
Feel the power of a perfect figure
Then off to work to earn the dollars
I give to those in need of liquor
To help them numb themselves
I sing softly to myself
The very words others yell
I tried to get angry, I raised my voice daily
But nothing could move me to raise banners and scream
So I'll try harder, give blood, give water
Give skin to those burning with desire
And play with children, sing with the choir
And offer my prayers to the little flower
To save us from the fire
I'll die smiling, turn toward heaven
Sing some old songs and claim my crown
Then I'll go to find someone I've been waiting
To talk with since I read The Habit of Being
She'll tell me her story of sorrow and suffering
She'll tell me it's so sad the way we've been acting
For we are surrounded by thousands of liars
That sing lovely songs in a river of fire
That flows from the hand of the Father
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What can I say that’s persuasive?
Before it’s too late and the moment is gone
Should I write it in cursive?
Write it in ink down the length of your arm
Oh, one day, I’ll be romantic
One day you won’t feel so alone
Heaven knows it’s what I wanted
Something that somebody had when they were young
We never laughed like those posters
Clapping our hands, God, clapping our hands
They were wrong, it’s no wonder that
I’ve spent my whole life looking over your shoulder
But, one day, I’ll be dramatic
Before it’s too late and the moment is gone
I’ll turn around and I will say it
Something that somebody said when they were
Too young
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Luxury
Luxury have been on the fringes since 1994 making records and playing to an occasional audience. Bozeman, Bozeman, Foley, Black, and Hinton.
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