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American Musical Portraits

by The Sorcerers

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ROCKIN’ BAGHDAD [The big beat of Bag town] 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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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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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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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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Fitzgerald 03:36
FITZGERALD [F. Scott, sad and then dead after a double-shot of celebrity] I shall dream of what I think we want I’ve become a darling on the rung In all the lights, the gin and ice I choose this side of paradise; I choose this side tonight I’m so weary depressed by my success Silver for my failure, gold for my excess I’ll wear a suit, transparently thin I’m crying ‘cause I’ll never be this happy again My heart betrays what I want today I’ll hold it in my glass and leave it all behind My vision’s mixed with tragedy and love gone blind When you think of the glory and the sin The hollow life with starlight growing dim Think it must be wonderful; think it must be nice To forget about the cost of things and walk off in the night (M. Knight) Copyright © 2007 Hipster Media Music Publishing, BMI
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White Dove 02:47
WHITE DOVE [History repeats as darkness spreads over the Capitol] Once again I’ve got that Cold War feeling Everybody’s hit the violent ceiling No red phone will ring, no white dove will sing I try to run I try the meditation While someone tries to snuff another nation Will the trees of spring, live with this Boy King? (M. Knight) Copyright © 2007 Hipster Media Music Publishing, BMI

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AMP was originally released in the UK & Europe on rwgrecords.co.uk - we worked hard on this one and still have affection for these tunes crafted in The Sorcerers' Lab.

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released May 5, 2007

Re-mix by Kenny Bushman
PRODUCED BY MICHAEL KNIGHT

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