City of Cool

Dirty rock in the moment at the moment that the moment is.


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Meltdown


I’m not gonna tell you what to do

This time or anytime

I’m not gonna tell you what to say

I’ll leave that decision up to you

I’m not gonna tell you what to think

Censorship is not my thing

I’m not gonna tell you how to act

I’ve been embarrassed

A fact’s a fact


But you cannot hurt me - And you will not kill me - And you shall not harm me


Melt down that metal

Melt down that steel

Turn it into something real…Like love

Melt down that metal

Melt down that steel

Turn it into something real

Like air Like fire Like earth Like water


There’s something going on - It’s not something new - It’s there for all to see - In cyberspace - Connect the keys

Shrinking attention span - Novels don’t have the time to read - Typing with greater speed- Don’t know how to use apostrophes

Generation gap - Is the oldest form of attack – Not understanding is an excuse - For not trying

So get out of my way - When I’m having a bad day - Sometimes my empathy - Is a real lack of compassion


I don’t know where the world is heading

Human population bleeding

The earth is off its axis

Infrastructure depends on taxes

Old age

New babe

Office confrontation

Formed personality at the age of three

We now know more about the brain

Technology drives me insane


But you cannot hurt me - And you will not kill me - And you shall not harm me


Melt down that metal

Melt down that steel

Turn it into something real...Like love

Melt down that metal

Melt down that steel

Turn it into something real

Like air Like fire Like earth Like water water water water water water water water water water water water water water water water


Vacant Brain


I’m not saying if you’re right or wrong

I’m not saying if you made the right choice

Made the wrong choice

I’m just saying that you might want to change

Where you buried the body

Buried the body


Sooner or later

Probably soon

A businessman

A wannabe tycoon

Will find the land and stake a claim

A new development

Original idea

In his vacant brain

Vacant brain


He won’t care that the people have to drive

To go to work and go to school

They’ll be travelling all the time

He just cares that the land is there

He’s a neo-liberalist

A profiteer

The bottom line

Imprinted in his vacant brain

Vacant brain


I’m not saying if you’re right or wrong

I’m not saying if you made the right choice

Made the wrong choice

I’m just saying that you might want to change

Where you buried the body

Buried the body


Sooner or later

Probably soon

A businessman

A wannabe tycoon

Will find the land and stake a claim

A new development

Original idea

In his vacant brain

Vacant brain


Cannibal


I’m coming round to your place tonight

I’m gonna cut you up

Gonna stab you in the neck with a knife

Gonna drink your blood

I’ve got the taste for human flesh

Got the taste for it now

It’s a metaphysical change

I am a cannibal

I am a cannibal


I fight in wars

I kill many men

I feel no remorse

The government pay my wage

Taxpayers funding them

It’s not a job

It’s a way of life

To which I’m attuned

It’s a metaphysical change

I am a cannibal

I am a cannibal


I’m coming round to your place tonight

I’m gonna cut you up

Gonna stab you in the neck with a knife

Gonna drink your blood

I’ve got the taste for human flesh

Got the taste for it now

It’s a metaphysical change

I am a cannibal

I am a cannibal


Bended Knee


Pretty girl sitting on a rock

Rip down the middle of her summer dress

She don’t understand them

Why they can’t keep their hands to themselves

Why she can’t put her skin on display

She don’t understand them

She sings to the birds

Sings to the trees

Going down

Going down

Going down on a bended knee


Teenage boy sitting on a bench

Bruised hidden underneath his high school shirt

He don’t understand them

Why they can’t keep their hands to themselves

Why they have to punch

Why they have to hurt

He don’t understand them

He sings to the birds

Sings to the trees

Going down

Going down

Going down on a bended knee


Silver headed couple on their fold up chairs

Looking ‘cross the park with their vacant stares

They don’t understand no

Why they can’t remember

Why they can’t recall

Names and places memories that came before

They don’t understand no

They sing to the birds

Sing to the trees

Going down

Going down

Going down on a bended knee


Control


Desire can be controlled

controlled in the mind

I've now decided to make the move

the move to make you mine

we've known each other for a long time

longer than we knew

1st the choices they were many

then the choices grew


the things we think about

the things we talk about


where do my thoughts come from?

from where do they emerge?

parents friends sisters and brothers

the context that jesus is not

he's not god

new millennium  bug let's surf the information superhighway

television printed media movies

no matter what I say or do I'm influenced by you


the things we think about

the things we talk about


it is only what you want

it is only only only

it is only what you want

it is only only only

it is only what you want

it is only only only

it is only what you want

it is only only only


well I remember history

I recall the past

it's the power of creativity

non violent love will last

it's the strength of sharing all we must all share then trust

it's the strength of sharing all we must all share then trust


the things we think about 

the things we talk about


Excess


Excess excess to requirements

Excess excess

Excess excess to requirements

Excess excess

Excess excess to requirements

Excess excess

Excess to requirements excess

Excess excess excess excess excess excess excess excess


David Lynch


Falling from the sky

Here comes the acid rain

It’s gonna burn your skin

Gonna cause you pain

Now and then


It’s in the air

It’s everywhere

Emitting from the ground

Spreading with the wind

Now and then


It’s a David Lynch of a day

It’s macabre in everyway

Worse than the television news

Crazy headlines front page all the same


Nuclear plant

Heading for meltdown

Built on a fault line

Earthquake underground

Now and then


Here come the planes

Here come the bombs

Cowboys - Outlaws

It’s shock and awe

Now and then


It’s a David Lynch of a day

It’s macabre in everyway

Worse than the television news

Crazy headlines front page all the same


The levies are gone

The rich all have fled

The water is crashing down

On all the poor and dead

Now and then


Breathe in disease

Spread it with a sneeze

Contagious

Can’t control

I’m falling to my knees

Now and then


It’s a David Lynch of a day

It’s macabre in everyway

Worse than the television news

Crazy headlines front page all the same


Between


I’m in the place between 

I’m in the place between 


I feel your presence in the senses that are lingering

Not because you’re here or near

But because I can remember

Your pretty dress is still hanging in the hallway closet

Unwinding down in the fabric of our love connection

Moving away from my necessary isolation

Is the very thing that I can do


Moving away from my necessary isolation

Is the very thing that I can do


I’m in the place between 

I’m in the place between 


We all are moving to a paradigm of disorder

A metaphorical descent

The pinnacle of our creativity

Where things exist in their most ordered state


Moving away from my necessary isolation

Is the very thing that I can do

Moving away from my necessary isolation

Is the very thing that I can do