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Fast Car

You got a fast car
And I want a ticket to anywhere
Maybe we make a deal
Maybe together we can get somewhere

Any place is better
Starting from zero, got nothing to lose
Maybe we’ll make something
Me, myself, I got nothing to prove

You got a fast car
And I got a plan to get us out of here
Been working at the convenience store
Managed to save just a little bit of money

Won’t have to drive too far
Just across the border and into the city
And you and I can both get jobs
Finally see what it means to be living

See, my old man’s got a problem
He lived with the bottle, that’s the way it is
Said his body’s too old for working
His body’s too young to look like his

So, Mama went off and left him
She wanted more from life than he could give
I said, “Somebody’s got to take care of him”
So, I quit school and that’s what I did

You got a fast car
Is it fast enough so we could fly away?
Still gotta make a decision
Leave tonight, or live and die this way

So, I remember when we were driving, driving in your car
Speed so fast, I felt like I was drunk
City lights laid out before us
And your arm felt nice wrapped around my shoulder
And I, I had a feeling that I belonged
I, I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone

You got a fast car
We go cruising, entertain ourselves
You still ain’t got a job
So I work in the market as a checkout girl

I know things will get better
You’ll find work and I’ll get promoted
And we’ll move out of the shelter
Buy a bigger house, live in the suburbs

So, I remember when we were driving, driving in your car
Speed so fast, I felt like I was drunk
City lights lay out before us
And your arm felt nice wrapped around my shoulder
And I, I had a feeling that I belonged
I, I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone

You got a fast car
I got a job that pays all our bills
You stay out drinking late at the bar
See more of your friends than you do of your kids

I’d always hoped for better
Thought maybe together you and me’d find it
I got no plans, I ain’t going nowhere
Take your fast car and keep on driving

So, I remember when we were driving, driving in your car
Speed so fast, I felt like I was drunk
City lights lay out before us
And your arm felt nice wrapped around my shoulder
And I, I had a feeling that I belonged
I, I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone

You got a fast car
Is it fast enough, so we could fly away?
You still gotta make a decision
Leave tonight, or live and die this way

Sadie

Sadie, white coat
You carry me home
And bury this bone
And take this pine-cone

Bury this bone to gnaw on it later;
Gnawing on the telephone
And ’till then, we pray and suspend
The notion that these lives do never end

And all day long we talk about mercy:
Lead me to water, Lord, I sure am thirsty
Down in the ditch where I nearly served you
Up in the clouds where he almost heard you

And all that we built
And all that we breathed
And all that we spilt, or pulled up like weeds
Is piled up in back
And it burns irrevocably
(And we spoke up in turns
‘Till the silence crept over me)

And bless you
And I deeply do
No longer resolute oh
And I call to you

But the water
Got so cold
And you do lose
What you don’t hold

This is an old song, these are old blues
And this is not my tune, but it’s mine to use
And the seabirds where the fear once grew
Will flock with a fury
And they will bury what’d come for you

And down where I darn with the milk-eyed mender
You and I, and a love so tender
Stretched on a hoop where I stitch – this adage:
“Bless our house and its heart so savage”

And all that I want
And all that I need
And all that I’ve got is scattered like seed
And all that I knew is moving away from me
(And all that I know is blowing
Like tumbleweed)

And the mealy worms
In the brine will burn
In a salty pyre
Among the fauns and ferns

And the love we hold
And the love we spurn
Will never grow cold
Only taciturn

And I’ll tell you tomorrow
Sadie, go on home now
And bless those who’ve sickened below
And bless us who’ve chosen so

And all that I’ve got
And all that I need
I tie in a knot and I lay at your feet
And I have not forgot, but a silence crept over me
(So dig up your bone
Exhume your pine-cone, my Sadie)

Elevator Love Letter

I’m so hard for a rich girl
My heels are high, my eyes cast low
And I don’t know how to love
I get too tired after midday, lately

I take it out on my good friends
But the worst stays in
Oh, where would I begin?

My office glows all night long
It’s a nuclear show and the stars are gone
Elevator, elevator, take me home

I’m so hard for the rich girl
Her heels so high and my hopes so low
‘Cause I don’t know how to love

I’ll take her home after midnight
And if she likes, I’ll tell her lies
Of how we’ll be in love by the morning
I don’t think she’ll know that I’m saying goodbye

My office glows all night long
It’s a nuclear show and the stars are gone
Elevator, elevator, take me home

My office glows all night long
It’s a nuclear show and the stars are gone
Elevator, elevator, take me home

Don’t go, say you’ll stay
Spend the lazy Sunday
In my arms, I won’t take
Anything away
Don’t go, say you’ll stay
Spend a lazy Sunday
In my arms, don’t take
Anything away
Away

Reconstruction Site

Well, I’m lost
I’m a frayed
Rope tying down a leaky boat
To the roof of a car
On a road in the dark
And it’s snowing

If I’m more
Then it means less
Last call for happiness
I’m your dress near the back of your knees
And your slip is showing

I’m a float
In a summer parade
Up the street in the town that
You were born in
With a girl
At the top wearing tulle
And a Miss Somewhere sash
Waving like the queen

Well beauty’s just another word
I’m never certain how to spell
Go tell the nurse to turn the TV back on
And throw away my misery
It never meant that much to me
It never sent a get-well card

And I broke
Like a bad joke
Somebody’s uncle told
At a wedding reception in 1972
Where a little boy under a table with cake in his hair
Stared at the grown-up feet as they danced and swayed

And his father laughed
And talked on the long ride home
And his mother laughed
And talked on the long ride home
And he thought about how everyone dies someday
And when tomorrow gets here, where will yesterday be?
And fell asleep in his brand new winter coat

Just Like Heaven

The Cure

The Cure

“Show me, show me, show me how you do that trick
The one that makes me scream”, she said”

The one that makes me laugh”, she said
And threw her arms around my neck
Show me how you do it
And I promise you, I promise that
I’ll run away with you
I’ll run away with you
Spinning on that dizzy edge
Kissed her face and kissed her head
Dreamed of all the different ways
I had to make her glow
“Why are you so far away?”, she said
“Why won’t you ever know that I’m in love with you
That I’m in love with you?”
You
Soft and only
You
Lost and lonely
You
Strange as angels
Dancing in the deepest oceans
Twisting in the water
You’re just like a dream
You’re just like a dream
Daylight licked me into shape
I must’ve been asleep for days
And moving lips to breathe her name
I opened up my eyes
And found myself alone, alone
Alone above a raging sea
That stole the only girl I loved
And drowned her deep inside of me
You
Soft and lonely
You
Lost and lonely
You
Just like heaven

Madame Joy

Van Morrison

All the men would turn their head
When she walked down the street
Clothes are fine and hair that shine
Smiling oh so sweet,
Smiling oh so sweet

Got a taste of all religion
Comes on with the new
In her hair a yellow ribbon
And she’s decked out all in blue
Oh yes in, decked out all in blue

Steppin’ lightly, steppin’ brightly
With her books in hand
Going to the university to teach them
Help them understand
And are helping ’em understand

And all the kids would love to see her
Follow in her steps
And tell her stories and adore her
Climb in through the fence
Climb in through the fence

Here she comes walking
Here she comes talking
I do believe it’s Madame Joy
Walking past that old street corner
And she’s looking for her boy
Oh yes she is, looking for her boy

Steppin’ lightly, steppin’ brightly
With her books in hand
Going to the university to teach them
Help them understand
Yeah, help them understand

I was looking at the way she moved me
And I was seeing every side
Tell me, can I learn the language
Have you got the mind?
Have you got the mind?

Here she comes walking
Here she comes talking
I do believe it’s Madame Joy
She’s walking by that old street corner
And she’s looking for her boy
Oh yes looking for her boy

And all the men would turn their head
When she walked down the street
Clothes refined and hair that shine
And smiling oh so sweet,
Oh yes, she’s smiling oh so sweet

And all the men would turn their head around
When that woman walked down the street

Deltron 3030, Dan “The Automator” Nakamura

{Calling Apollo 9, calling Apollo 9
What is your condition, over
Calling NASA, calling NASA
This is Apollo 9, condition green
We’ve landed on Mars, and all systems are goYo, it’s three thousand thirty}


I want y’all to meet Deltron Zero, hero, not no small feat
It’s all heat in this day and age
I’ll raid your grave, anything it takes to save the day
Neuromancer, perfect blend of technology and magic
Use my rapping so you all can see the hazards
Plus entertainment where many are brainless
We cultivated a lost art of study and I brought a buddy
Automator, harder slayer, fascinating combinations
Cyber warlords are aggravating abominations
Arm a nation with hatred? We ain’t with that
We high-tech archaeologists searching for knick-knacks
Composing musical stimpacks that impacts the soul
Crack the mold of what you think you rapping for
I used to be a mech soldier but I didn’t respect orders
I had to step forward, tell them this ain’t for us
Living in a post-apocalyptic world morbid and horrid
The secrets of the past they hoarded
Now we just boarded on our futuristic spacecraft
No mistakes, black as our music we must take backYo, it’s three thousand thirty
I want y’all to meet Deltron Zero and Automator
Yo, it’s three thousand thirty
I want y’all to meet Deltron Zero and AutomatorDel,

I’m feeling like a ghost in a shell
I wrote this in jail playing host to a cell
For the pure verbal, they said my sentence was equivalent to murder
Just another hurdle, I bounced through a portal
I knew they had the mindstate of mere mortals
My ears morphed to receptors that catch your
Every word about gravity control
And the families they hold for handsome ransoms
On the run with a handgun, blast bioforms, I am warned
That a planet-wide manhunt with cannons
Will make me, abandon, my foolish plan of uprisin’
Fuck dyin, I hijack a mech
Control it with my magical chants, so battle advanced
Through centuries of hip-hop legacy, megaspeed
Hyperwarp to Automator’s crib and light the torch
They can’t fight the force
Victory is ours once we strike the source
Enterprisin’ wise men look to the horizon
Thinkin’ more capitalism is the wisdom
And imprison, all citizens empowered with rhythm
We keep the funk alive by talking with idiomsYo, it’s three thousand thirty
I want y’all to meet Deltron Zero and Automator
Yo, it’s three thousand thirty
I want y’all to meet Deltron Zero and Automator
Yo, it’s three thousand thirty
I want y’all to meet Deltron Zero and AutomatorIt’s an eternal evil concerned with thievery
Medieval prehistoric rhetoric, well, we ahead of that
Lay it down with sound waves that pound pavement
Original minstrels my central processing unit
Is in tune with my heart for this art
Not artificial cause that makes it hard to miss you
Copycats finish last in the human race
Staying glued to safes too prude to take a buddha break
We got espers that let us bless with fresh shit
Undetected by yes men questing for five fleeting nanoseconds of fame
Protecting the brain from conspiracies against my cosmos
While I flow to Neo-Tokyo with Opio
Or discuss combustible rust clusters with Plus
Evade cyber police in a computer crib confuse the kids
But I can make a kickin’ rhyme that’s sacred
Telepathic mind that takes his greatness from the Matrix
Esper rhyme professor rushes on colder pressures
With correction measures
While half the world’s a desert
Cannibals eat human brains for dessert
Buried under deep dirt, mobility inert
I insert these codes for the cataclysm
Ever since I had the vision use my magnetism
In this modern metropolis that tries to lock us up
Under preposterous laws, it’s not for us, Yo, it’s three thousand thirty
I want y’all to meet Deltron Zero and Automator
Yo, it’s three thousand thirty

Welcome to the Terrordome, Public Enemy

I got so much trouble on my mind
I refuse to lose
Here’s your ticket
Hear the drummer get wicked
The crew to you to push the Back-to-Black
Attack, so I sat and japped
Then slapped the Mac {Intosh}
Now I’m ready to mike it
(You know I like it) huh
Hear my favoritism roll “Oh”
Never be a brother like me to go solo
Lazer, Anastasia, ‘maze ya
Ways to blaze your brain and train ya
The way I’m livin’, forgiven’
What I’m givin’ up
X on the flex hit me now
I don’t know about later
As for now I know how to avoid the paranoid
Man I’ve had it up to here
Gear I wear got ’em goin’ in fear
Rhetoric said
Read just a bit ago
Not quittin’ though
Signed the hard rhymer
Work to keep from gettin’ jerked
Changin’ some ways
To way back in the better days
Raw, metaphysically bold
Never followed a code
Still dropped a load
Never question what I am God knows
Cause it’s comin’ from the heart
What I got better get some
(Get on up) hustler of culture
Snakebitten
Been spit in the face
But the rhymes keep fittin’
Respects been givin’ how’s ya livin’
Now I can’t protect a pad off defect
Check the record
An reckon an intentional wreck
Played off as some intellect
Made the call, took the fall
Broke the laws
Not my fault they’re fallin’ off
Known as fair square
Throughout my years
So I growl at the livin’ foul
Black to the bone my home is your home
So welcome to the Terrordome
Subordinate terror
Kickin’ off an era
Cold deliverin’ pain
My 98 was 87 on a record yo
So now I go Bronco

Crucifixion ain’t no fiction
So called chosen frozen
Apology made to who ever pleases
Still they got me like Jesus
I rather sing, bring, think, reminisce
‘Bout a brother while I’m in sync
Every brother ain’t a brother cause a color
Just as well could be undercover
Backstabbed, grabbed a flag
From the back of the lab
Told a Rab get off the rag
Sad to say I got sold down the river
Still some quiver when I deliver
Never to say I never know or had a clue
Word was heard, plus hard on the boulevard
Lies, scandalizin’, basin’
Traits of hate who’s celebratin’ wit satan?
I rope a dope the evil with righteous
Bobbin’ and weavin’ and let the good get even
C’mon down
And welcome to the Terrordome.
Caught in the race against time
The pit and the pendulum
Check the rhythm and rhymes
While I’m bendin’ ’em
Snakes blowin’ up the lines of design
Tryin’ to blind the science I’m sendin’ ’em
How to fight the power
Cannot run and hide
But it shouldn’t be suicide
In a game a fool without the rules
Got a hell of a nerve to just criticize
Every brother ain’t a brother
Cause a Black hand
Squeezed on Malcom X the man
The shootin’ of Huey Newton
From a hand of a Nig who pulled the trig

It’s weak to speak and blame somebody else
When you destroy yourself
First nothing’s worse than a mother’s pain
Of a son slain in Bensonhurst
Can’t wait for the state to decide the fate
So this jam I dedicate
Places with racist faces
Just an example of one of many cases
The Greek weekend speech I speak
From a lesson learned in Virginia (Beach)
I don’t smile in the line of fire
I go wildin’
But it’s on bass and drums even violins
Watcha do gitcha head ready
Instead of gettin’ physically sweaty
When I get mad
I put it down on a pad
Give ya somethin’ that cha never had controllin’
Fear of high rollin’
God bless your soul and keep livin’
Never allowed, kickin’ it loud
Droppin’ a bomb
Brain game, intellectual Vietnam
Move as a team
Never move alone
But Welcome to the Terrordome

Teenage Dirtbag, Wheatus (reimagined by Scala)

Her name is Noelle
I have a dream about her
She rings my bell
I got gym class in half an hour
Oh, how she rocks
In Keds and tube socks
But she doesn’t know who I am
And she doesn’t give a damn about me

‘Cause I’m just a teenage dirtbag, baby
Yeah, I’m just a teenage dirtbag, baby
Listen to Iron Maiden maybe with me

Her boyfriend’s a dick
And he brings a gun to school
And he’d simply kick
My ass if he knew the truth
He lives on my block
And he drives an IROC
But he doesn’t know who I am
And he doesn’t give a damn about me

‘Cause I’m just a teenage dirtbag, baby
Yeah, I’m just a teenage dirtbag, baby
Listen to Iron Maiden maybe with me

Oh, yeah, dirtbag, no, she doesn’t know what she’s missin’

Man, I feel like mold
It’s prom night and I am lonely
Lo and behold
She’s walking over to me
This must be fake
My lip starts to shake
How does she know who I am?
And why does she give a damn about me

“I’ve got two tickets to Iron Maiden, baby
Come with me Friday, don’t say ‘maybe’
I’m just a teenage dirtbag, baby, like you”

Oh, yeah, dirtbag, no, she doesn’t know what she’s missin’

Your Ex Lover is Dead, Stars

{When there’s nothing left to burn, you have to set yourself on fire}

God, that was strange to see you again
Introduced by a friend of a friend
Smiled and said, “Yes, I think we’ve met before”
In that instant, it started to pour

Captured a taxi despite all the rain
We drove in silence across Pont Champlain
And all of that time you thought I was sad
I was trying to remember your name

This scar is a fleck on my porcelain skin
Tried to reach deep but you couldn’t get in
Now you’re outside me, you see all the beauty
Repent all your sin

It’s nothing but time and a face that you’ll lose
I chose to feel it and you couldn’t choose
I’ll write you a postcard, I’ll send you the news
From the house down the road, from real love

Live through this and you won’t look back

There’s one thing I want to say so I’ll be brave
You were what I wanted, I gave what I gave
I’m not sorry I met you
I’m not sorry it’s over
I’m not sorry there’s nothing to save