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Brother Bomb
06:39
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Hey brother Bomb, why aren’t you home
hey poor fella, out on your own
hey bro, do-you know where you’re going?
Brother Bomb, don't cry no more
momma stays home to mind the store
poppa Bomb helps to count the score
Old aunty Bomb, show what you’ve got
old uncle Bomb, who time forgot
oh cousin Bomb, how sweet your lot
Children Bomb go out and play
being numb will ease the pain
prayers, they will show the way
Genius Bomb, your time has come
lover Bomb, your art is done
father Bomb, you’re leaving home
brother Bomb, you’re not alone
Guru Bomb, you’ll see us through
teacher Bomb, there’s been a few
so once again we’ll sing this Blues
Buddy Bomb, I’ll fly with you
doormat Bomb reads bienvenue
singer Bomb, he sings anew
Suffering we come across
ignorance is no sad loss
truthful tears is what we cause
Brother Dumb, don’t say goodbye
you’re presence here will cast a die
and time will tell if that’s no lie
Genius Bomb, I guess you’re on
lover Bomb, your heart is gone
father Bomb, you’ve set the tone
brother Bomb, your cover’s blown
Brother Bomb, you’re not alone
brother Bomb, meet sister Drone
our hearts are made of fire-stone
brother Bomb, we’re in the zone
Brother Bomb, we’re in the zone
brother Bomb, sister Drone
why don’t we just leave
just leave the world alone
Genius Bomb, lover Bomb,
brother Bomb, sister Drone…
you’ve set the tone
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2. |
Utter Matter
04:23
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I know what the caged words feel, oh my
when the job you got doesn’t pay your bills
when your boat comes in but the river’s dry
when the doctor’s so sick that he aims to ill
and your piece of pie is a tasteless lie
for the cook’s fave meal is a rough, raw deal
I know what the caged words feel!
I know why the caged words start to sting
till the ink turns red as they bleed again
as they must look sharp and do their thing
otherwise will persist the old, old strains
when the words could be in a mouth that sings
or on a page that swings like when we were kings
I know why a caged word stings
Too much we’ve left to rotting all those years
too much in those gross years I’ve left to rot
like our youth there is so much that we can lose
how could I forget the forget me not
I know what the caged words mean, I’d say
when the tongue is tired and the sentence sore
when the vowels grate in the words they weigh
like a prayer that is sent from a heart-deep core
it is not a story of hip-hurray
but the inmost scream of a human being
I know what the caged words mean!
I have forgotten much but do I still remember
about some piece of earth in late December
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3. |
Medicine
06:25
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I speak of thoughts that cross my mind
the world is chaos, unconfined
she moves around, and round she goes
like flames around a firehose
I never thought that I could sleep
among firm flocks of sheepish sheep
and yet I’d join the sick poor souls
to wake and watch the world go whole
Medicine . . .
What do I want in these sickbays primed with monitored medals?
how does it feel to be losing your health?
if I put new spurs on my boots,
expose my profile reeking of facebooks, twitters, and death,
pampered with sneers and smears of bullshit lies
coughed up in criminal companies,
arsonic arcades,
ballistics’ statistics,
bureaucratic cesspits,
war rooms?
Medicine . . .
I would rather throw my body from the chair,
tied to a table in a fastfood diner;
rather go shit my pants in front of family on prime-time tv
rather laud rotten vegetables with hobnob fries and make-believe pie
rather, stuffed like a cooked goose in France
dressed like a sitting duck in Disneyland
hung on a nail in Christie’s
sliced extra at the Worldwide Bake-Off
taught how to ski jump with Eddie the Eagle,
resurrected in 1988 somewhere on Calgary Hill,
than come down roaring in a blaze of
violence, filth, and villany
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4. |
For You My Love
07:13
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I went to the kitchen, where there is tea
and I made a tea for you
for you my love
I went to the garden, where I saw flowers
and I picked a flower for you
for you my love
I went to the city, where they have jobs
and I found a job, a heavy job
for you my love
And I went to the bedroom, and I looked for you
but I couldn't find you there, anywhere
you my love
A man walked into my head
and decided his walks are ours
and I, I count the hours
while the man holds a sentence in his fist
I guess to raise a curtain
I guess… I am not certain
and he doesn’t pay his rent
but then, he finds a tongue in his cheek
another tongue in his beak
and he talks…
As he talks, his words roll to the ground
and then the vowels fall
at the same time as the sentence
at the same time as the words
and I… I sit there, I…
watch the words that are rolling
watch the vowels that are spoiling
watch the mouth that is sighing
Obviously it’s all very sad
and I really should do something
but I don’t know how to go about it
I do not know where to begin:
there are so many things to do
with this mouth that is sighing
with these vowels that are spoiling
and with these words,
these words that are rolling
that just keep rolling
these words that are rolling
he just won’t...
stop
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5. |
Down Goes To Blue
06:43
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Down out black blue
us them me you
deaf dumb dark light
heads tails day night
on off soft loud
smile cry speak shout
We used to live in a thin-walled flat,
when I happened to upset
my neighbour, a Gulf War vet,
by playing this album moderately loud
He showed up at my door
then started to shout, with his face all red
I think that he thought
that the music was bad, so bad,
that I could only have been playing that
to get on his nerves
but, no the music was great,
I was trying to enlighten the state he was in
I guess I wished he would stop worrying…
So now we’ve built a house, with walls this time
and wood and iron and many doors,
windows there are none
we hit nails in the wood, and turned a bunch of screws
we are a family now, in case you wondered
In our house is a light, so it can be seen from outside
in our house is a light, but there’s no one inside
We chopped the forest flat
and all the trees that were left
were put in the heater
but we don’t call it theft
and there are noises on fire
so you can hear what’s been said
in the heated debates
no need to drop by
and we don’t have neighbours
chopped down with the trees,
don’t you look at me
There’s an icy wind in the house
so we drilled holes to let the sunshine in
and here on the right
there’s some leftover potatoes
very confusing
when you’re looking for food
In our house is a light, so it can be seen from outside
in our house is a light, but there’s no one inside
Down out black blue
us them me you?
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6. |
Can't Breathe
05:03
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It's my face, man
I didn't do nothing serious, man
please, I can't breathe
please man
please, somebody
please man
I can't breathe
please
Man, can't breathe, my face
just get up
I can't breathe, please
I can't breathe, shit
I will…
I can't move, mama
I can't
my knee
my nuts
I'm through
I'm claustrophobic
my stomach hurts
my neck hurts
everything hurts
Some water
or something, please
I can't breathe, officer
don't kill me
they gon' kill me man
come on man
I cannot breathe
They gon' kill me
they gon' kill me man
I can't breathe
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7. |
Krant & Schaar
05:07
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Een krant, neem een krant
een schaar, neem een schaar
de krant, kies uit de krant
de krant
Kies uit de krant een artikel dat
ongeveer de lengte heeft die
je aan het gedicht wilt geven
een artikel dat ongeveer de lengte heeft
die je aan het gedicht wilt geven
ongeveer de lengte die je het gedicht wilt geven
de lengte die je gedicht wilt geven
Het artikel, knip het artikel uit
vervolgens, knip vervolgens
alle woorden uit die in het artikel staan
en doe ze in een hoge hoed
Voorzichtig, schud voorzichtig
eén voor één
trek één voor één
de knipsels uit de hoed
De woorden, schrijf de woorden,
schrijf de woorden zorg, vuldig, over
en het gedicht zal op u lijken
Voorzichtig, schud voorzichtig
nee, m’n krant
de krant
neem een krant
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8. |
A Case Of Fire
07:25
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I have finally moved out of town
and I wonder how she’s doing
as I play my favourite record loud
and there’s no one knocking, screaming
Hey, I’m telling nothing new
when I tell you I’m no liar
there’s only this much you can do
when someone catches fire
So I went back to our town
walked into our street
then looked up to her flat
would there be eyes to greet
hers, to meet?
All the windows were clean
but there was nothing to be seen
maybe just another human being
that maybe no one else is seeing
Was she bleeding in the bathtub
was she hanging from the ceiling, kneeling
I guess I got the strangest feeling
Would you jump into the lake
if your life was at stake
or when you’d hang from a cliff?
I mean… not when but if
There was a shadow, was it a curtain
I didn’t know for certain…
And here on the sidewalk
a sign on the lamppost
a most dreadful drawing
didn’t stop me worrying
Hey, I’m telling nothing new
when I tell you I’m no liar
there’s only this much you can do
when someone catches fire
I was back in our town
walking in our street
and looked up to her flat
where she just stood
where she just shook her head
she just shook her head
I tell you I’m no liar…
someone’s catching fire
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