Luxury

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released September 9, 1999

Produced and recorded by Matt Goldman
Cover Design: the owen eliasen 4000
Exec. Production: Marty Bush
A&R and swell chap: David Vanderpoel
Originally released on Bulletproof Records

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Luxury

Luxury, originally from Georgia, now is scattered across these United States. We are three Orthodox priests, one burrito maker, and one fantastic drummer. We are more inclined to making records than self-promotion but appreciate your interest.

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Track Name: When Those That Are Not Do Become Those That Are
When those that are not do become those that are
calendar for the fat girl, Nobel for retard,
And perfect bodies will be perfectly scarred
when those that are not do become those that are.

When those that are not do become those that are
G-string on an old man; for the young, sweet guitar,
And well-read Christians will be double-crossed whores
when those that are not do become those that are.

When those that are not do become those that are
makeup on our children, drag queen for the cause,
Crowns for the martyr who's been feathered and tarred
when those that are not do become those that are.
Track Name: To Conquer and Destroy
Here I am, here I am,
No fame, no fortune, only palm in hand,
Well, fame is lust to be loved,
And fortune: to live off the fat of the land,
Look at these hands, look at these hands.

I am here now, I am poised
to destroy and conquer, and conquer and to destroy,
Losing lady luck and loving my lady's glance,
Look at my stance, look at my stance.

America, America, the maker of who I am,
No glitter, no glam,
America, America, with hemlock in hand, let me be who I am.

So here I stand, here I stand,
So much more than the shell of a man,
I want everything and eternal life,
A glorious end to this, my glorious life.
Track Name: Perpetua Simone
Waking with the larks, and the swifts, and the sun,
She's making up with pale lipsticks as pearls go on,
Your prayers said, the making of the bed,
The listing of the thoughts in her head,
And to the world, where you take your cue, just like I always do.

How do you live, Perpetua Simone?

Driving home, pearls come undone to the drum,
Your dinner done and TV on, you're calling mom,
And, with the setting of the sun
comes the feeling that there's something wrong,
As another day, it slips away alone, just like days I have known.

How do you live, Perpetua Simone?

She lives every day like everyday, nothing to say.

Putting on the dress that's best, shadow's on,
Your cigarettes and fresh breath mints - the night is young,
In the pounding of the 808, she breathes and then she wakes,
And tomorrow will be a better dawn, with hopes that she's not wrong.

How do you live, Perpetua Simone?
Track Name: Mincemeat
So you thought I looked a little unhealthy, a little weak in the knees,
Why not - since you made mincemeat out of me?
Out of me,
Oh, I thought I knew you,
You were clean and cold,
You did just what you were told,
Oh, I though I made you easy to behold, easy to let go.

Then you speak to me; that voice made the seas,
No words ever heard, a light never seen.

So you thought I looked a little unlike me, a little weak in the knees,
Well, why not - since you made mincemeat out of me?
Out of me,
Oh, I thought I knew you,
You were clean and cold,
You did just what you were told,
Oh, I...I though I made you easy to behold, easy to let go.

Then You speak to me; that voice made the seas,
No words ever heard, a light never seen,
Track Name: Sweet God
The fool is schooled at last,
What does he see?
Thought he ruled, but the world...the world was king.

I am three billion years old, my body ended the cold,
Hear the sirens call me home
to Estuarian bed, to where I first raised my head,
The cruel, cruel seas could never hold back me.

The coming of sweet God,
to save my skin.

The fool is nude at last,
What did you see?
I knew the universe was only there...only there to please me.

The coming of sweet God,
to save my skin.
Track Name: Glenn Says, "Death's Head"
Today all the world will be stilled,
The coming, the going, the moving, the running
it will come to an end,
Then we begin.

Then comes another day,
Then comes another day,
Then comes another day.

I am awake
Track Name: The Lacklustre
Sometimes life is chaos-bent, all fury and all sound,
What's someone like me to do?
The stars are out of line tonight; Orion seems confused,
What's someone like me to do?

Sometimes life is just a mess, no fancy and no crowns,
What's someone like me to do?
You can bring the sunshine, dear, and I will bring the tunes,
Is there more that we can do?
Track Name: Euphrates With The Golden Hands
People love America
love the way their future is a guarantee,
satiate and gratify
name and claim your way out of obscurity

And if the world should hate us
who...oh, who are they?
Oh, who are they to ignore Euphrates' with golden hands?

People love their modern god
love they way she tolerates most everything,
Lechers, hypocrites and saints, the gay and straight
and most everything that is in between.

And , if opinion changes, move...oh, move your faith,
Come on and move your faith
to your own Euphrates with Golden Hands.

Give me your hands, (golden Euphrates)

People love their sexy ways
love to glow in their sexy ways almost every day,
On the street and in the church, wielding tanks and miniskirts,
For their crotch they'll pray.

Oh God, if you hear me, move...oh, move your face,
Come on and move your face, and they'll adore no more,
No more Euphrates' with golden hands.

Give me your hands, (golden Euphrates)
Track Name: Robed In Light
When I am finally alive
perfect, immortal, divinized
and there's no regret why time's passed me by,
When I...when I am finally alive.

When I am finally robed in light
sadness and sorrow turning bright,
And I've found my treasure's not in the pleasures
when I...when I am finally robed in light.

To be so passionless
to be so far from the ugliness that I have always been.

Hallelujah

And straight to Hell with the life that I've lived so unwell
When I am finally robed in light,
Track Name: To You Who Gave Me Hope And Were My Light
I would that I were made new
these scars on my belly undo,
And the blood that I have in my veins
could be mine, and not stranger unnamed

'Cause I once was perfect as you,
Pink skinned, and full of flaming youth
as the wind on the terrible sea, as a pillar of ivory

Six angels at my back,
Two to sing,
Two to pray,
Two to bear my soul away.

I would that I were made new,
I would that I were made new,
These scars on my belly undo,
I would that I were made new.