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SINCE WHEN​?​:​Best of The Sorcerers

by The Sorcerers

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OPEN UP THE PARIS LINE The meeting at the airport Didn't go quite right Incendiary baggage claim Documents left drifting in the lights With a black-ops warrant And a hotel suite "Is your polonium stabilized? Vladimir is going to take the heat." Open up the Paris line Get me Jules Deschelles The Minister is frantic now Holding back her hair, biting at her nails. Clean the room and get offline It's time to blow this town The motorcade will get us to the jet As ours goes up, another comes down. (M. Knight) Copyright 2013, Hipster Media Music Publishing, BMI
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SYMBOLS ON THE WESTERN EDGE [What do our iconic symbols of the mind, heart and imagination mean?] The ocean and the water are symbols of the darkness Symbols of the unknown and the unconscious mind The ship upon the water is a symbol of the voyage Floating ‘cross the terror and coming to the other side The heart and emotions are symbols of intelligence The center of the body of love that’s come again The heart with an arrow is a symbol of conjunction Coming all together, the light and the pain And there’s the hawk and there’s the dove, now Wherever they may fly, they’re black and they are white Like the greatest ghost, the Pharaoh’s coronation Like a soul that’s leaving its host for a long lost destination (M. Knight) © Copyright 2009, Hipster Media Music Publishing, BMI credits
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According to the latest report, certain remarkable events occurred at the same time in Los Angeles & Lake Titicaca, we'll have more details as they become available. SIMULTANEOUS EVENTS (I’ll Try To Get A Message To You) Men in valet parking vests Are running for the party guests “Wait, I’ve got your ticket, can I have your keys?” Girls in borrowed jewelry shine Balenciaga silky vines “Here’s your Golden Globes RSVP.” When the sun disc resonates the waters of the lake At 12,000 feet they’re crystal blue I’ll try to get a message to you Well they thought there’s nothing left of the old land Mu In 12,000 years no one came through Anyway, I’ll be looking for you All along the old 110 The CHP on the job again “Hey, I found the BOLO on the red hot Z.” Then the pickup tied in twine Did a number on the center divide I saw his ring fly 33 degrees When the sun disc resonates the waters of the lake At 12,000 feet they’re crystal blue I’ll try to get a message to you Well they thought there’s nothing left of the old land Mu In 12,000 years no one came through Anyway, I’ll be looking for you I’ll try to get a message to you Anyway, I’ll be looking for you (M. Knight) © Copyright 2011 Hipster Media Music Publishing, BMI credits
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Appears in the documentary film: "Stock Shock". ... a big hello to the American Corporations now hard at work dismantling everything dear to your heart. SUMMER IS FOREVER IN L-A You cannot keep your money; you cannot keep your house No one prosecutes the swindler or his pals Every dollar’s being sent down a golden drain Summer is forever in L-A You cannot have an answer; you cannot have your dream Nothing down on Wall Street’s what it seems Every crouching Congressman has already been paid Summer is forever in L-A Try to fix my bank before it blows away Gimme back my money that you lost today Give ‘em $700 billion, give ‘em 700 more Give ‘em power mighty Caesar never had They’re running through the signals like a madman on a train Summer is forever in L-A Take it to the window give it to the man Someone in the back room’s got a brand new scam I see a line of dominos; it’s got to end someday Summer is forever in L-A The grim reaper’s name is Bill, there’s no one left to pay Summer is forever in L-A There’s two fists stuck in the till, an MBA buffet Summer is forever in L-A. (M. Knight) © Copyright, 2009, Hipster Media Music Publishing, BMI
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THE CHORD LORDS Well I’m crusin’ down Drake With my four on the floor Got a short fuse burning Gonna see The Chord Lords With my Moon hub caps And a tangerine flake Turn a ’55 Chevy Into judgment day C’mon, Let’s go, Tonight, The Chord Lords On a County night Shining rock guitars On the blue suit strummers On the Rec Center floor C’mon, Let’s go, Tonight, The Chord Lords Well he’s back from the dead In his bloody Levi’s For a quick farewell In the hot Larkspur night C’mon, Let’s go, Tonight, The Chord Lords (M. Knight & R. 2Shooz) © Copyright 2011 Hipster Media Music Publishing, BMI
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I LOVE YOU FELLOW CITIZEN [Thanks to Damon Runyon & H. L. Mencken] We’re easy to excite, we’re hard to dislike We’re serious, self-conscious and full of strange desire We’re easy to fool, yet we invented cool We’re insecure and innocent and always preaching to the choir I love you fellow citizen for who you think you are When you’re right you go critical, so far, so far, so far There’s nothing on our minds, just on our big behinds We’re gaudy and we’re showy and we’re cheap but our motives are the best We’re howling with the pack, we’ll stab you in the back We’re sickos and we’re con-men When we’re dead we’re going to get some rest I love you fellow citizen for who you think you are When you’re wrong you’re just miserable, so far, so far, so far We need an enemy; it could be you it could be me We’re moral and we’re horrible but it’s for the public good We’re always so bizarre, we love an open bar We’re searchers and we’re preachers, yeah, we’re always so misunderstood I love you fellow citizen for who you think you are When you’re kind you are mystical, so far, so far, so far (M. Knight) Copyright © 2007 Hipster Media Music Publishing, BMI
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LOVE SONG FOR A NEW AMERICA [Kristin’s love song at last] Well they took our car, same day that GM failed And they took our house, same day Citibank was bailed The pathway to hell is paved with final bills The pathway to hell is wide and traveled well They turned off our phone, same day that I called for help They turned off our lights, the heats gone and the temp just fell The pathway to hell: anxiety on rails The pathway to hell: bald tires on a street of nails Tonight there’s something else that’s overdue It’s time to tell you that I love you I know the world out there is black and blue It’s time to say again, I love you Hey, they took our cards but they saved the AIG Oh, they took it all and gave it to the B of A The pathway to hell is for the population The pathway to hell not for the corporation Tonight there’s something else that’s overdue It’s time to tell you that I love you I know the world out there is black and blue It’s time to say again, I love you (M. Knight) © Copyright 2009, Hipster Media Music Publishing, BMI
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Based on a particularly strange edition of the Florida tabloid, The Sun ... what is in the water in Boca Raton? You do not want to know. UNDER THE GOOD OLD SUN [Thanks to The Sun, July 2005] The healing tree of life / grows in the desert light Ten Cubans in a taxi / sail off to see Miami Under the good old sun Marion the millionaire / leaves $2-mil for doggie care Chickens now wear plastic suits / they’re waiting for the hats and boots Under the good old sun Giant Pandas on the roam / in the streets of Boca Raton Condoleezza Rice is making clones / she’s in the shed, can’t come to the phone Under the good old sun The White House leads the end of times / the world will end and most will die NASA translate the ancient codes / the anti-christ wears cowboy clothes Under the good old sun (M. Knight) Copyright © 2007 Hipster Media Music Publishing, BMI
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Ozymandias 03:11
Thanks to Percy Bysshe Shelley and his poem of 1818, "Ozymandias" OZYMANDIAS I’m Ozymandias the mighty king My life and times don’t mean a thing I’m William Shakespeare, DaVinci too I dream of wonders that might be I’m every tyrant and petty thief My own destruction’s in my seed I’m Albert Schweitzer I’m Mozart too Each word and chord make me more free Be in this world, not of this world Part of the living spinning pearl (Look on my works and then despair) I’m Josef Stalin, Dzerzhinsky too Our reign of terror now is through I’m Dalai Lama, Flo Nightingale If you were me I’d be like you Be in this world, not of this world Part of the living spinning pearl (Look on my works and then despair) I’m the four horsemen, the Janjaweed I kill the innocent and weak Mahatma Gandhi and Lincoln’s fate Left shining, dying at their peak Be in this world, not of this world Part of the living spinning pearl (Look on my works and then despair) (M. Knight) © Copyright 2011 Hipster Media Music Publishing, BMI
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It became clear we were not going to clean the planet ... so, the animals and natural forces took over ... you should have been there. AMERICA’S WEST [A report on revenge and retribution from the edge of the wilderness] In the mysterious canyons of a Colorado dawn Multi-national corporations work their john In the Humboldt forests walking down right to the sea The saguaro cactus and the poppies wave goodbye to me I wanna be close when the buzzards leave their nest To go crusin’ by the pyre and the pillage of America’s West As the sun in the Navajo dream turns the sand to pink Then the crows and the lizards and the coyotes buy a round of drinks When the brujo makes the shadows dance on the sandstone cliffs Then the rattle of snake, yeah, moves the hieroglyphs Maxfield Parrish running naked on the redwood deck While the think tank ran the numbers and invested in America’s West In the mysterious moment at the hummingbird hole There’s the roar and the ash and the heat of the volcano And the night in the Navajo dream turns the sand to black The owls and wolves and lions take the planet back I hope I’m watching the Kahuna when he casts his nets On strategic data managers in meetings in America’s West The bills and promises and shit loads of outstanding debt Are the product line and sales force of America’s West So, we’ll stand with the L-A River crumbled at our breast Near the burning tires and tabernacles ruined in America’s West (M. Knight) Copyright © 2007 Hipster Media Music Publishing, BMI
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EVERYTHING’S COOL [Mathematically, there is one band too many in Hollywood, The Rebel Sleaze is, unfortunately, that band.] We changed our name for good luck, we’re now The Rebel Sleaze We’re libertines, scoundrels and visionaries The Times says, “Boys, you have a masterpiece”. Can’t get it in the stores, our tickets are free Everything’s cool, if you know what I mean We see ourselves as the modern Marlon Brando band With Harleys and film clips and other show biz shams The marketing, the interviews, the PR soul queen Can’t get it in the stores, our tickets are free Everything’s cool if you know what I mean Every time we plug it in, the public goes berserk The guy who called it rock ‘n roll was right, but still a jerk We’re buried in the underground, a bitter sweet vignette I’ve had my fill of destiny, I’ve seen all that I need to see, and yet - Our whiskey show was hallowed ground So everyone must come on down In Cedars-Sinai dressing gowns With Gram Parsons in the ground You can’t mistake our mournful sound We’re running wild, we’re gagged and bound They’ll never love us in this town Can’t get it in the stores, our tickets are free Everything’s cool if you know what I mean (M. Knight) Copyright © 2010, Hipster Media Music Publishing, BMI
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ROCKIN’ BAGHDAD A military spokesman spoke somewhere today about a roadside bomb A military spokesman said all he could say about a car bomb blast Shiite Muslims blasted overnight rockin’ Baghdad Smoke is rising they’ve set the town ablaze, rockin’ Baghdad Rockin’ Baghdad until they turn us loose Rockin’ Baghdad but I wonder what’s the use? RPG’s wailing somewhere in the night, rockin’ Baghdad Find your courage, brothers, might is never right, rockin’ Baghdad The CIA is saying what you want to hear, rockin’ Baghdad The army poster sells a wonderful career, rockin’ Baghdad (M. Knight) Copyright © 2007 Hipster Media Music Publishing, BMI

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