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Vernacular Substrates and mismatched informants
Have all gathered here for this very performance
The men will compute the machine it will bleed
And all of the dust and the grime will come clean
Freeze frame sunken eyes on Black’s vanishing spies
Lou’s scratching the wall, Neil’s drying his eyes
All of this and so much more you will see
When you show at the door no later than three
With your sister, your brother, your child or your lover
We charge one eye but oh what you’ll see with the other
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Triangular (Antiseptic)
03:18
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The skin unfolds and the wires rush in, I lose myself as they plug me in
Could it be they blocked out the sun?
So far away from everyone, In shadow he’s the only one
Who’s drawn out of the lines
Satellite pictures of fuzz and dots, Forget me nots and love me lots
Blur in a whirlwind
And the tide is rolling in, Suck your cigarette and grin, Perched upon your throne
With the antiseptic smell, Comfortable in hell is where we all belong
With a monster at every corner, Don’t forget to add the border
This is mine, don’t come in
The apostle shakes his fist, At the eloquent Alienist
Branding devilish dead-enders
And the storm is crashing fun, With your money and your gun, And clutching the throne
With the antiseptic smell, The theme song is swell, and we all sing along
The skin unfolds and the wires rush in, I lose myself as they plug me in
Could it be they blocked out the sun?
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Stormy Night
04:05
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The moon it don’t get blown around, In a wild wind when the sun goes down
But you can’t stand still when you come around, You say you stand on solid ground
As fever takes you sickness grows, The chokehold swallow down it goes
Past memories with strings attached, To the egg from which the swallow hatched
And it fills your body with retribution
Stormy night
Waiting for the second light
You and I we’re not alone, They’re watching from the telephone
The little secrets that we know, The furrowed brow the heart that grows
And I look at maps late at night, There’s a quality to the light
Look closely then I turn the page, Ten thousand bodies in a lake
And they’re sinking slowly, rotting falling
To the bottom
Silently
Everybody knows where the story goes
Everybody knows where the cancer grows
Well the devil met me on the beach, And he whispered something in my ear
He crawled back down to the slimy deep, And it festered in me for a year
The thing that I don’t understand, With the laws and all the slight of hand
We shake our hands on shifting sands, Invest yourself in the land
And it fills your body with retribution
Stormy night
Waiting for the second light
Everybody knows where the story goes
Everybody knows where the cancer grows
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Hole In the Wall
02:32
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I don’t know about you, but I’m almost through
Through the hole in the wall
I’m almost through
Through the hole in the wall
The constellations will align the clocks tickin out of time
The night will rise, the sky will fall
Almost through
Through the hole in the wall
There’s too many to blame
The unstoppable flame
Unleash the weapon on the land
Hail the chief and his command
The sky will rise, the night will fall
Almost through
Through the hole in the wall
There’s too many to blame
The unquenchable rain
The gauntlet will ride the imperial tide
Nothing to do
But continue through
Through the hole in the wall
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Smile
04:37
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Rub out the shine of all that’s mine
And I’ll wear a smile for you
Whisper my name once or twice
And I’ll wear a smile for you
I’ll play the part
Whatever it is that you might want
Why’s it so cold?
I wanna know
Words of weary discarded lost
Above the clouds the storm won’t touch
So hold your breathe punctured lung
Beauty is a poisoned song
Do you have the key?
Why don’t you take these chains from me?
Why’s it so cold?
I wanna know
But that’s not right
You’re not the only one who can’t sleep at night
When it’s so cold
I don’t
I’ll play the part
Whatever it is you need and want
Why’s it so cold?
I wanna know
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Bad News Betty
03:16
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I went to a place so far back in time
Everybody said something that meant nothing to me
So I walked around, Shadow on the ground
I spoke to it and it spoke back to me
What a clever thing to say I said
Told me many things I never could forget
That the sun’s light through the glass is not enough
And the moments as they pass
Like the sun’s light through the glass
It’s not enough
Maybe it’s the way your skin falls off when I touch you
Maybe it’s your voice echo hollow in my head
Maybe it’s me
She swims in the fading rays of light that fold away
And cleanses herself in the old man’s shadow
Another night with purple lids, slurred words and rolling lives
Another view with drowning thoughts, ground upturned, planted lies
And still you cannot handle what you save
Cause you yearn, you lust, you hunger and you crave
To be yourself untarnished
And unstained
I’m running, I’m running out of time, I’m running away
I’m running, I’m running out of time, I’m running away
I’m drowning, I’m running out of breathe, I’m floating away
I’m drowning, I’m running out of breathe, I’m floating away
But I don’t want to lose my mind, not this time
I don’t care if it’s all aligned, I don’t want to lose my
Not gonna lose my mind, not this time
Not this time
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I’m building a wall all around brick by brick
It’s fifty miles high, a hundred miles thick
When I’m done I’ll lie down cause it’s making me sick
All these liars who lied, meanwhile outside
All the people we knew were all killing each other
Never a time when they loved one another
It’s not a surprise every son every brother
Is marching to war with both hands on the trigger
They’re free
That’s what god told our generals last week
Take those sinners and make them believe
And if they resist make them bleed
All the people we hate lie face down in the mud
They’re begging for water and choking on blood
And the rain it pours down like the lord’s holy flood
By the end of the day it will wash them away
And when we get home we will rinse our hands clean
Bathe in crude oil and toast gasoline
Now the rich will get richer tanned fat and mean
And we’ll all cruise around in our pleasure machines
Cause we’re free
That’s what god told our generals last week
Take those sinners and make them believe
And if they refuse make them bleed
I’m building a wall all around brick by brick
It’s fifty miles high, a hundred miles thick
And I’ll leave it behind, Cause if I have to pick
Then I choose to let go all these things that I know
I won’t say my goodbye’s, I don’t send my regards
I’ll slip out in the night through the bullets and guards
And year after year other wars will rage on
And the bombs will be falling long after I’m gone
Cause they’re free
That’s what god told his generals last week
Take those pagans and make them believe
When they refuse make them bleed
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...Said the Preacher Man
02:23
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Slap him push him around a little, No one will see
And I won’t say a thing, your secret’s safe with me
Let the birds sing, if not for free
Holocaust testament swallowed at sea
With grey tales of a bride to be
Trail the witness, What has he seen?
He knows my true eyes, he’ll capture me
…said the preacher man, Trust and See
Hymns that wash and unite a starved generation
And lull them to kneel before the guillotine
With languid smiles and dripping eyes
Acknowledge the blade as I invite it down
With grey tales of a bride to be
Trail the witness, What has he seen?
He knows my true eyes, he’ll capture me
…said the preacher man, Blindly Follow Me
With grey tales of a bride to be
Trail the witness, Take out his knees
He knows my true eyes, he’ll capture me
…said the preacher man, You’ll Burn You’ll See
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Clocks Down
03:18
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To all those who came before me
Did you ever hold your doubts
About a world that’s green a pretty
You can’t live without?
Cause on Sunday I was walking
And beheld a peculiar thing
All the birds and all their voices
All up ceased to sing
But a change
Is not supposed to be that way
It’s not enough that the time that’s behind you
Has worn all the lines on your face
You’re tearing the
Clocks down
She was full up to her eyeballs
With dollar signs and casualties
He was held with a kaleidoscope camera
Fallen to his knees with another appeasement
And all the sideways walkers
Distort a bit said Judy in blue
And now the sky looks purple
And Eskimos kiss with their mouth
But a change
Is not supposed to be that way
It’s not enough that the time that’s behind you
Is coaxing your memories to fade
You’re tearing the
Clocks down
Tearing them down
Tearing the clocks down
Tearing them down
And the numbers fall
And the numbers fall
Tearing them down
And the numbers fall
To all those who came before me
Did you ever hold your doubts
About a world that’s green and pretty
You can’t live without?
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10. |
Ballroom Song
06:10
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I never saw one at all
Until I found it lying on the ground right in front of me
And now it’s hanging on my wall
Filled with a solvent that keeps it almost alive for me
I never saw one at all
Until I found it lying on the ground dead in front of me
And now it’s hanging on my wall
Filled with a solvent that keeps it almost alive for me
Almost alive
Almost alive for me
Almost alive
For me
It’s not the modern world that’s falling around me
Not the end of the world like I
Thought it would be
Cars crash
And I do too
It’s not the modern world that’s floating around me
Not the end of the world like you
Hoped it could be
Hearts crash
And I do too
And I do too
I do too
I do too
Salvation’s slippery slope with velvet burgundy curtains
Collapse of an empire
Rise of a wiry callous machine
It runs so smoothly with its mass production
Costs a nickel
That demon never sleeps
Never sleeps
Never sleeps
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I don’t know about you, but I’m almost through
Through the hole in the wall
I’m almost through
Through the hole in the wall
The constellations will align the clocks tickin out of time
The night will rise, the sky will fall
Almost through
Through the hole in the wall
There’s too many to blame
The unstoppable flame
Unleash the weapon on the land
Hail the chief and his command
The sky will rise, the night will fall
Almost through
Through the hole in the wall
There’s too many to blame
The unquenchable rain
The gauntlet will ride the imperial tide
Nothing to do
But continue through
Through the hole in the wall
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TCOSS Calgary, Alberta
"TCOSS feels like the Second Coming of nineties indie rock. You can imagine these guys spending late nights listening to
Surfer Rosa, Slanted and Enchanted, and The Lonesome Crowded West."
- IMVERYAPE
The bands 2022 full-length release represents their most dynamic effort to date, with five songwriters, four part harmonies, and several guests.
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