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PARTY OPERATIVES AT LUNCH
[Zealots, armed and unpredictable]
I’ve got an invitation for a secret conversation
There he is looking so remote
When I meet him at the station
Full betrayal in a brown raincoat
And I lose my concentration
Did I hear a detonation? Can I see the devastation?
Did I make the sign? Is the password fine? Am I right on time?
Tall and menacing, he looks around
He’s the conscience of the nation
No republic ever stood so sound
Even though it’s imitation
It’s a hostile penetration and I’m bathed in perspiration
Do they know it’s us? This is wicked, plus. Tyrants ended thus!
Do we meet tonight? Somewhere out of sight? Or, am I too far right?
(M. Knight) Copyright © 2011 Hipster Media Music Publishing, BMI
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TIME IN THIS WORLD FLOWS LIKE WATER
[Inspired by Alan Lightman’s “Einstein’s Dreams”]
Time in this world flows like water
Sometimes it flows out too fast
And people caught therein
Disappear from their friends
They’re carried to the past
They wear dark colors and make no sound
In doorways with tired old eyes
In fear of consequences
In times’ wild disarray
They’re waiting until it’s time
Be invisible in this hour
Be aware the past is here
There’s the mystery of tomorrow
And there’s the breeze to take you there
Travelers from other days
Turn from the strange bright light
No one sees them in this town
I guess they’ve lost their way
Just standing out of sight
The day has ground them down
(M. Knight) Copyright © 2011, Hipster Media Music Publishing, BMI
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Breaking News Downtown
03:05
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BREAKING NEWS DOWNTOWN
[Eye witness to Britney freaking at the courthouse]
Four ‘copters and a blimp
We’ve got breaking news downtown
Watching the girl go down
Bowie’s on the radio
He’s a star man of renown
Watching the girl go down
You don’t look so good from here
It’s been quite a year of beers and tears and fear
She can’t get in the back door
Wearing her old dressing gown
Watching the girl go down
So she’s several hours late
Another Disney girl melt down
Watching the girl go down
She don’t look so good from here
It’s been quite a year of beers and tears and fear
Later cops go to her house
There’s her face, she’s such a clown
Watching the girl go down
Her reputations’ mighty hot
Lord it’s sure been knocked around
Watching the girl go down
(M. Knight) Copyright © 2010 Hipster Media Music Publishing, BMI
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Everything's Cool
03:58
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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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