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Cascadia
03:09
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Found your name on a map in the backseat
Farewell to the Peace Arch border
Heading straight to the heart of Cascadia
Straight to the heart of Cascadia
The beach was sullen and deserted
The stars and stripes were flapping madly
Trapped deep in the heart of Cascadia
Deep in the heart of Cascadia
Fifty flags fly from each window
Furrowed brows make sure that you know
There can never be a Cascadia
There must never be a Cascadia
Corn dogs and chili con carne
U.S. Marines, Navy, Coast Guard and Army
It’s militarized in Cascadia
Militarized in Cascadia
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Nihilistic Anarchy
03:41
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Raise your hand if you agree
That in the future there will probably be
One natural disaster
One after the other
The hail, the rain, the wind, the fire
Well, apocalyptic minds inquire
How many ways are there
For earth to get angry?
This is not a prescription
This is just one prediction
Get ready for nihilistic anarchy
Get ready for nihilistic anarchy
I would gladly take a knee
To avoid the next tsunami
But nature won’t listen
To how pure my heart is
In review and summary
There is no hope at all for you and me
Might be a heatwave
Could be a typhoon
Fossil fuel addiction
Is not science fiction
Get ready for nihilistic anarchy
Get ready for
Are you ready for?
Nihilistic anarchy
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Arturo
03:15
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Surpluses are not plural
Is what I taught pupil Arturo
He was learning the language from me
He was learning the language from me
Well, the life of a language tutor
Either does or does not suit you
It was the latter category for me
It was the latter category for me
Oh, Arturo! You should know
That the Douglas Fir is old growth
And tres is not called a tree
Tres en inglés is three
Oh! Gore Vidal, Arturo
Let me introduce him to you
For learning about this country
For learning why it is not free
For learning why it is not free
Well, the life of a good consumer
Is basically a rumour
You’ll end up working for free
At least, that’s what happened to me
Oh, Arturo! You should know
That the Douglas Fir is old growth
And tres is not called a tree
Tres en inglés is three
Como estai weón?
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4. |
Your First Blockade
03:21
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The bridge was blocked
The traffic was stopped
We righteous were chanting
Just what I forgot
When out of a taxi
And looking inflamed
An angry commuter
Emerged just to say
Is this a joke?
Are you getting paid?
Are you freaking kidding me?
I’m going to be late.
I’m going to be late.
There are no exceptions
Zero, none, I’m afraid
Sit back and enjoy
Your first blockade
Nobody I saw
Either side of the law
Looked to me like the oligarchy
To me we all seemed
Like cogs in a machine
Serving our masters’ purpose
I’d like to blockade
Something useful one day
Maybe hi-jack a lunar rover
But I think YouTube stars
And our new life on Mars
Have pretty much taken over
This isn’t a joke
YouTube stars getting paid
Life is a spectacle
Just like this blockade
Is this a joke?
Are you getting paid?
Are you freaking kidding me?
Your first blockade
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Like a Radish
01:14
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“You see, it’s sometimes a good thing for a man to take himself by the scruff of the neck and pull himself up, like a radish out of its bed and that’s what I’ve been doing of late.”
I pull myself up, like a radish out of its bed
Like a radish out of its bed
Or a carrot or a parsnip instead
Whatever vegetable is growing in your head
If you prefer
*- Ivan Turgenev, Fathers & Sons
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Give Your Head a Shake
02:43
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I know how this came to be
I acted abominably
The lights went off
I lived in darkness
Momentum did not carry me
The speed I felt was gravity
The abyss was deep
Like out of Lovecraft
If my late father stood in front of me
He’d say don’t try to blame technology
You need to give your head a shake, son
You need to give your head a shake
I don’t believe in destiny
But karma seems quite real to me
If my late father stood in front of me
He’d say don’t try to blame your mom and me
You need to give your head a shake, son
You need to give your head a shake
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7. |
The Chair
02:11
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And now I’m listening to The Chair
Thinking of all the names I’ve called them
And how tuition’s going up
But not as much as all our salaries
And how enrollment’s going down
But who cares they’re not our allies
Oh yes, my faculties grow dull
And my faculty grows duller
Oh yes, my faculties grow dull
And my faculty grows duller
And now I’m talking to The Dean
He is a technocratic hybrid
One part is corporate machine
The other part, I think, is all dead
Oh yes, my faculties grow dull
And my faculty grows duller
Oh yes, my faculties grow dull
The whole system is in failure
Oh yes, my faculties grow dull
The whole system is in failure
The whole system is in failure
The whole system is in failure
The whole system is in failure
It’s in failure
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Lieutenant-Colonel David Davis Vancouver, British Columbia
Making music in East Vancouver. NEW ALBUM COMING SOON.
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