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Something in the Water
07:26
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SOMETHING IN THE WATER
ah those golden days shooting monkeys into space
cold war propaganda and arms that you could race
now the moon launch is a fiction but even hitler lives on mars
we’re digging gold for aliens so where’s my flying car
the truth is what you make it they will swear that it is true
history is up for grabs which version works for you
johnson had his reasons oswald wasn’t what he seemed
we’re slowing down the footage and shooting up the limousine
we’re still traveling down the road
the check engine light is lit up and the car’s out of control
no one likes a mystery if it leaves them on the fence
a little misdirection is no capital offense
just trying to make up my mind but it gets stranger all the time
a hammer and a feather see the towers watch them fall
babushkas and umbrellas it’s a false flag free for all
science cannot keep us all from sailing off the edge
sea serpents in the water and there are monsters in our heads
half a truth or half a lie
you say your eyes are open but the light inside has died
we’ve given up on praying even god’s an alien
the government complicit and they’re coming for your guns
always someone whispering in your ear
and the dogs are always barking from the whistling they hear
history won’t repeat itself but they say it often rhymes
what good are all these books if you can’t color in the lines
trying to make up your mind but they’ve got you on the line
it’s worse than you imagine it goes deeper than you know
there’s something in the water or the chemtrail mind control
we’re making the connections see them flicker on the screen
we’re pinning up the print-outs and connecting them with string
try not to have a heart attack
if you stare too long down the rabbit hole the rabbit hole stares back
the icebergs disappearing didn’t make it on your list
but no one is too busy to watch the sinking of the ship
be careful not to pry you don’t want to know who’s on the line
still trying to make up your mind but it gets stranger all the time
with all that you know
better watch what you say
you’re in this too deeply
you should be sleeping
it’s another new day
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HAND TO HOLD (String Band Mix)
maybe the weather was just never cold enough
to need a hand to hold
maybe it’s whether you could be bold enough
to reach for someone to love
but it isn’t the cards that you’re showing
that could make you risk playing a hand
its only you you’re fooling
when you walk away without placing a bet
maybe the nights were just never long enough
to see there’s something to gain
maybe you could never be strong enough
to try and win love again
the key to your heart
is hidden away
safe in the dark
is all that you dream
but you never can say
the key to your heart
is buried away
somewhere in the dark
is all that you dream
but you never can say
maybe the weather was just never cold enough
to need a hand to hold
maybe it’s whether you could be bold enough
to reach for someone to love
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3. |
Dollar Beer Breakdown
03:12
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Instrumental
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4. |
Pavlov (Revisited)
04:44
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Pavlov
Charlie curb crawls with a carving knife for the scarlet letter girls
and he double-checks his color wheel before he asks ‘em for a whirl
got to make some careful choices before he spills a little ink
because he could write his own obituary if they’re blue instead of pink
Carrie’s tarted up like Alice she’s in a dress that’s size 13
she doesn’t dare drink from the bottle she knows that just makes her mean
but she can fake a little wonderland ‘cause there’s all those bills to pay
she’s a pistol in the evening and a bullet in the day
I guess we all make our choices from the cradle to the grave
someone’s ringing Pavlov’s dinner bell maybe the choice is already made
Charlie wrapped himself in Cupid's arms and he drifted off to sleep
thinking she’s no imitation a gritty pearl against his teeth
she dreamed she flew across the ocean and it was like she always could
but she keeps clipping off her feathers because they look nice in a book
she’s the bright spot in his darkness he’s just a stain upon her dress
wasn’t hoping for transcendence just to relive an old caress
you know he never understood her though he tried so hard to please
you know she married him in Spanish and divorced him in Chinese
he’s only got a little kindling but he can make the chimney smoke
she’s just dreaming of ol’ Henry James whether Henry likes it or he don’t
we’ll all keep taking chances til they put us in the ground
because virtue is sold by volume baby and vice is sold by pound
now the shed’s all full of drama wrapped in old extension cords
and there’s fingers like a midget’s from the rusty table saw
she’s digging up the power lines and burying the dead
and fussing with the wiring at the bottom of the bed
I guess we all take our chances from the cradle to the grave
someone’s ringing Pavlov’s dinner bell maybe the choice is already made
Charlie’s up before Jesus telling Sunday morning tales
with a virgin bloody Mary stretching canvas pounding nails
ain’t no diamonds without pressure and the deadline’s judgment day
gotta keep begging for redemption while we keep the lord at bay
I guess we all got our problems from the cradle to the grave
someone’s ringing Pavlov’s dinner bell outside an empty cage
we’ll all keep taking chances til they put us in the ground
because virtue is sold by volume baby and vice is sold by pound
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Moon Dogs (Midnight Mix)
03:44
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MOON DOGS
in the first light of day she was finally alone
driving away with the radio on
not a glance behind to trouble her peace of mind
there’s wind in her hair but no tears in her eyes
the road winds away from all she’s known
a hundred years in a day from what was home
because the city’s lure and its streets could not carry her
any place that she wanted to be
she knows there must be stars at night
but she’s never seen them for the buildings planes and satellites
now she’s chasing the moon dogs and the coyote’s call
the city makes promises it never keeps
and everyone carries their scars
but down a washboard dirt road in the agave and creosote
only heartbreaking beauty there to break her heart
she knows there must be stars at night
but she’s never seen them for the buildings planes and satellites
now she’s chasing the moon dogs and the coyote’s call
a rising moon with no questions to ask
indigo shadows on a winding mountain pass
silence holds secrets deep in the night
and you can’t see the darkness by flooding it with light
she knows there must be stars at night
but she’s never seen them for the buildings planes and satellites
now she’s chasing the moon dogs and the coyote’s call
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6. |
Empire
03:46
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The astronaut is buried
in the bosom of the earth
the mariner lies silent
in his silted berth
All these unanswered questions
skeleton prayers
are the cares
the ruts we’ve worn in the world
conquistador dreams
lost cities of gold
Still we listen for wisdom
from the mouth of a grave
parse the ancient scratches
on the walls of shadowed caves
Now a broken world spins
to face another rising sun
it’s begun
when the flags are all furled
and the swords turn to rust
the cartographer’s empire
will collapse into dust
The earth will dream without us
and bury our gods
ashes to ashes
dust to dust
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8. |
Blue Sky Blues (Organ)
01:02
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9. |
Who Are You
04:31
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Alpha Mule Los Angeles, California
Alpha Mule is an American music duo from Southern California, featuring musicians Joe Forkan and Eric
Stoner.
Their music is influenced by rock, blues, bluegrass, folk and traditional country - primarily music from the American south and American southwest.
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