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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
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The Chord Lords
02:20
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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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Ozymandias
03:11
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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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The New Wild West
03:45
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THE NEW WILD WEST
The rain’s washing down yet I’m breaking into sweat
It’s take forty-eight on the wind-blown empty set
The storm front’s forming and we’re caught up in the net
It’s a true or false test and the clock is ticking fast
Will you get up off your ass in the new Wild West
The storm is such a mutha, strewing tatters on the beach
The particles of Ford exhaust are hot-wired to the trees
We’d like to breathe more freely but we fall down to our knees
I guess you forget that your heart beats in your chest
Wash you face and get undressed in the new Wild West
If the weatherman says “Hot and heavy”,
Then the payoff’s coming and I don’t mean maybe
It’s a full blown mess with the peasants tired and stressed
Time for all to take a rest in the new Wild West
The Governor, the Senator put on their clean white shirts
They tell lies to the anchorman, that’s just what he deserves
The voters have a cool resolve and cannot be disturbed
Now the buck’s depressed, will the CEO confess
Write a book called “House Arrest” in the new Wild West
Black oil, black ops, black jack’s mistake
White man, white lies, vainglorious white fate
West sun, west slum, good day down the black grate
It’s a wonderful quest with the right man to invest
Someone else to do their best in the new Wild West.
It’s a true or false test and the clock is ticking fast
Will you get up off your ass in the new Wild West
(M. Knight) © Copyright 2011 Hipster Media Music Publishing, BMI
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Super Plastic
02:44
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SUPER PLASTIC
It’s super plastic, it’s so fantastic and it’s bombastic, enthusiastic, yeah, yeah yeah, it’s super plastic, yeah. It’s so sarcastic and often drastic with brutal tactics, it’s super plastic, yeah, yeah, yeah. It’s super plastic, yeah. Welcome to the mystery of the super plastic world. It’s super plastic, yeah, yeah, yeah.
(M. Knight) © Copyright 2011 Hipster Media Music Publishing, BMI
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I COME FROM CHALDǼ
I come from Chaldæ
The great land of seers
Astronomers and seekers
And our moment in the sun
Life in the desert
Was ancient and strange
A magical age
That is over and done
We built a tower in the sand
A mountain for the heavens
From red to green, to silver white
Beyond the upper worlds we left in flight
I’m just a memory
Of men who had the sight
The flying ones were right
In ten thousand years we’d just begun
(M. Knight) Copyright © 2010 Hipster Media Music Publishing, BMI
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