1. |
Some would call it Luck
02:27
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The Soapettes:
we are so fortunate in everything
turn ons, high speed and close the door
we are all so fortunate in everything
we are all ... there's no other way to go
a dim Light:
i don't know why not be
The Soapettes + a dim Light:
happy, not broken?
a dim Light:
these are our lines, there's an
The Soapettes + a dim Light:
actual wonderful
a dim Light:
sense of self in someone else
The Soapettes + a dim Light:
it might not be broken?
a dim Light:
not my plans, fell in my hands
The Soapettes + a dim Light:
merit or not my lot
the Realization station:
but how? and who? and why?
The LOUDEST:
1, 2, 3 ...
a dim Light:
it might not?
The Soapettes:
we are all so fortunate in everything
we are all ... there's no other way to go
the Realization station:
but how? and who? how?!
The Soapettes + a dim Light:
sense of self in someone else
it might not be broken?
i don't know why not be happy, not broken?
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2. |
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i. ITCH
The Soapettes:
we are all so protected now
we are all so injected, how?
the Realization station + a dim Light:
where my parents were always right
where they wanted to give it all to me
struggled to build a home for me
pitched a flag: suburbia
go to class in school 'cause i wanna
The Soapettes:
we all want the same thing
the Realization station + a dim Light:
go away to camp in the summer
The Soapettes:
we all look the same way
the Realization station + a dim Light:
3 miles a gallon to my hummer
The Soapettes:
we all wear the same thing
the Realization station + a dim Light:
can't tell one house from another
The Soapettes:
we are all the same
we are all so disconnected, how?
we are all so unsuspecting now
the Realization station:
taught not to believe in change at all
the Realization station + a dim Light:
now wondering how much time that i've wasted
i'm sorry, pressure sports and university
the Realization station:
can't say i look back without regret
the Realization station + a dim Light:
'cause i'm not the same
The Soapettes:
we all love the same god
the Realization station:
and no one is
The Soapettes:
we all wear our ipods
a dim Light:
don't know where i end
The Soapettes:
we all eat the same things
the Realization station + a dim Light:
and which part starts suburbia
The Soapettes:
we are all the same
the Realization station + a dim Light:
but how?
a dim Light:
who?!
the Realization station + a dim Light:
and who?
the Realization station:
and why?
the Realization station + a dim Light:
why do we love suburbia?
The Soapettes + the Realization station + a dim Light:
why would i/we leave suburbia?
the Realization station + a dim Light:
and how?
ii. breathe
the Realization station + a dim Light:
but we don't want the same things now
and we can't eat the same things now
but are we just the same as
all the ones who live outside the wall?
a dim Light:
and is this how we demonstrate confusion and sadness
we have yet to face in our lives?
the Realization station:
but do you believe in such a thing
as going back and taking back
the life ahead that was left behind?
iii. Scratch
the Realization station + a dim Light:
gather all you can into your self
we have more than/that we can/can't use
here's a coupon
The LOUDEST + the Realization station + a dim Light:
you'll feel BETTER
the Realization station + a dim Light:
we recycle and we kill with kindness
we leave alone ... welcome home
the Realization station:
there's nobody like me
when everyone's like me
and nobody knows the person i've become
there is no crescendo
the further that you go
when time is an office with no windows
i am not sorry ... dad, i'm sorry
The Soapettes:
would you give your home away?
would you give your luck away?
would you give your past away?
would you give your skin away?
can you leave it? you'll sing “sorry”
the Realization station + a dim Light:
let go?
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3. |
Difference survives
04:04
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the Realization station:
this is how we demonstrate
difference survives
don't want to talk it over now
don't want to talk it over now
projects in basements
codes in songs
that no one hears
still something is sown
with microphones
who? how?
this is my penance
i'm not the same name
from beginning to end
through different demonstrations
and though you're loath to let us
challenge your masterpiece
it's crumbling all the same
as time demonstrates to you
who? how?
i'm fearful and joyful
joyful?
a dim Light:
1, 2, 3!
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~tick-tock~
The LOUDEST:
if you're feeling joyful ... HA!
then why'd <glitch state=”contained”>you make your way to my door?</glitch>
it's not like i just dialed you up
but enough small talk
we got us a recant
and there's just one thing left to say
<glitch state=”contained”/>hello you'll feel better
hello you'll feel <glitch state=”contained”>better</glitch>
we'll help you feel better
we'll help you feel BETTER
~a dim glimpse~
The Soapettes:
(party chatter)
a dim Light:
all bets are off
sing “all bets are off” now
~faster now~
the Realization station:
i don't want to yell and i don't want to soldier
since your face already tells me what i'm doing is wrong
but i can't write a song to report the actual crime
when i've already been blessedly marked
i've sealed it with a kiss
i don't want your healing touch
it means put away
i can't stand your helping hand
The LOUDEST:
bite down!
see how feeling joyful
is cutting the same time-line?
we've got a creed for all of your concerns
“just do your best” is one of our best
oh how you love that line
The LOUDEST + the Realization station:
hello you'll feel
hello you'll feel
The LOUDEST:
better ... BETTER
The LOUDEST + the Realization station:
hello you'll feel better
hello you'll feel <glitch state=”unknown”>better</glitch>
we'll help you feel better
the Realization station:
we'll help you feel BETTER
i don't want your healing touch
it means put away
i can't stand your helping hand
lessens every wrong
i don't want your healing touch
i can't stand your helping hand
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the Realization station + a dim Light:
bothered enough by these knots
perched in this nest, tangles my home
fly one day, perhaps unravel
i can finally stretch myself out
a dim Light:
but history and biology are telling me these troubles ain't my own
and every time someone shines “the light” it hides a dim one that might be my own
... or at least some warmth
the Realization station + a dim Light:
and peace
teach me simple
the Realization station:
this i pray:
a dim Light:
this i might pray:
the Realization station + a dim Light:
move me backwards every day
give me no more than my daily bread
flour + water
wheat + river
soil + rain
earth + sky
a dim Light:
all your prayers are telling me to just believe these troubles ain't my own
but every time someone finds “the truth” it hides a dim one that might be their own
... at least from what i've
the Realization station + a dim Light:
gleaned
a dim Light:
that all bets are off now
it's all a joke, but that you knew
sing “all bets are off” now
and it's all a joke, just laugh this time
so “ha ha”
the Realization station + a dim Light:
ha ha
a dim Light:
when someone dares to cross the line they get the joke but find themselves alone
and every time i find “the light” it hides a dim one that might be my own
the Realization station + a dim Light:
but does it matter?
we've been beaten to the punch
cause they've wrapped it up, it's all sugar ... white ... stale
and we've chewed it up, it's already poisoned
a dim Light:
so now we're fucked up
the Realization station + a dim Light:
so what, we're fucked up?
so now we're fucked up!
a dim Light:
surprised we're fucked up?!
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The LOUDEST + the Realization station:
oh yeah?
a dim Light:
oh no! ... but how?
The LOUDEST + the Realization station:
oh yeah?!
~answers vs. questions~
a dim Light:
think you found the answers now bring on the questions!
the Soapettes:
who loves everyone? who?
who loves everyone? who?!
a dim Light:
there are so many ways
to your “light”, to your “truth”
but i slip on the rays
trying to keep score in my head
and how can we leave things
as they are?
and how can you say
that you see with closed eyes?
the Realization station:
it's not so much the truth as letting go
it's alright if you can't go back on your fight
but it doesn't matter now
if she could or if he can't
they're metas to the facts
only wanting to see beyond that
is your mat
the Soapettes:
who loves everyone? who?!
a dim Light:
i may be stuck in my head
and wanna play the safe part
but with so much suffering
there are so many fires to spark
unless i think just like you
that it's all from our past
but why should i be blind
to the problems of this time?
~fearful vs. joyful~
the Realization station:
forget about the past and what you know
“all bets are off” and “it's all a joke”
but can you stop ....
the Realization station + a dim Light:
i'm fearful and joyful
the Realization station:
ॐ
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a dim Light:
but i'm so tired of swimming upstream
with no light or straight line to a truth
that it's a cliff: one sees it all so clearly
but take another ... step
~credo~
the Realization station:
happy yet?
the Realization station + a dim Light:
so happy yet?
The LOUDEST:
but you know where you end
pretty near to where that “joyful” begins
but now you've got your scar and credo
so “let go” now
just be sure to not let everyone down
maybe they can keep your credo?
the sparks fade out in the street
you're talking metas, they've got nothing to eat
maybe they'll just eat your credo?
and since you're keeping score
this ain't the first time that you came to my door
so maybe we'll just keep your seat
no matter how refined the speech
know that when you're hungry
you're gonna eat that credo!
~but how? and who?~
the Realization station + a dim Light:
so happy yet?
they've wrapped it up
the Realization station:
and you've chewed it up
a dim Light:
and i've chewed it up
the Realization station + a dim Light:
it's already poisoned
so now we're fucked up
so what we're fucked up?
surprise we're fucked up ...
a dim Light:
bad!
the Realization station + a dim Light:
how?
who?
so happy yet?
the Realization station:
happy yet?
who?
how?
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i. new seeds
~!~
~yes~
a dim Light:
frightened? yeah.
not the first
we don't want the medicine
we don't want another thing
the Realization station + a dim Light:
that doesn't know me at all
lonely? yeah.
a dim Light:
but who's to say
there aren't lines between the voids?
'cause i'm counting on a web
to entrap and save all life
but you want to hate me
and you want to break me
at least let me show just once
that if you want to make cents/sense
sell the seeds to invest:
the life is running out
hungry?
the Realization station + a dim Light:
yeah!
but we're bloated
skin still stained from where we've come
just turn off the turntable
the songs they play aren't we at all
happy? yeah!
but for how long
without internet and guns?
suicidal stable once
into the life we're stepping out
~a difference of one~
so if you want to hate we
if you want to break we
at least let us try for once
to unlearn everything
be unsure of every thing
but happy? yeah!
so, happy? yeah!
happy, yet for what?
for happy, yeah!
so happy, yeah!
happy, yet for ....
oh yeah!
so unsure of it
and we're scared of it
but we're happy as shit :)
and into the life we're dancing out
into the life
ii. rhapsodize
a dim Light:
fortunate we with microphones
unfortunately so disconnected
with feeling
stop investing
be the ones who do not get it all
the Realization station + a dim Light:
we want it to fall on you
we wanted to fall in too
a dim Light:
fortunate? yes, left on the skin
fortunate? no, the state that we're in
a dim Light:
i'm lonely
the Realization station:
i'm alone
the Realization station + a dim Light:
but we're together in this lonesomeness
we want it to fall on you
we want to fall in you
clowns, malls and carrion calls
not clarion calls for dooms unheeded
so .... let go!
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9. |
Broken machines
03:43
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~for demonstration purposes~
the Soapettes:
(party chatter)
a dim Light:
so this is how we demonstrate
that we're just broken machines
singing 'bout our parts unknowingly
~Soapette realization~
The Soapettes + the Realization station + a dim Light:
and we are so fortunate in everything ....
the Realization station + a dim Light:
why?
the Realization station:
so we tell lies, beautiful lines
but even believed completely
don't make a life
don't make it right
the Realization station + a dim Light:
and lies as comforting rhymes
just time and words repeating
can't be a “why”
so don't make them mine
~yes vs. no~
the Realization station:
oh yeah?!
a dim Light:
oh no?! but oh ...
the Realization station + a dim Light:
yeah yeah yeah .... yeah!
no no no .... no!
let go!
The LOUDEST + a dim Light:
1, 2, 3
a dim Light:
4!
the Realization station + a dim Light:
but how? and who?
~yes + no~
no .... yeah!
~exeunt~
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10. |
epilogue: anthem Anew
01:30
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society's crumbling down
government's crumbling down
maybe they'll stop me
but they'll never stop we
society's crumbling down
churches are crumbling down
temples are crumbling down
maybe they'll stop me
but they'll never stop we
churches are crumbling down
economy's crumbling down
schools are crumbling down
maybe they'll stop me
but they'll never stop we
economy's crumbling down
'cause the people are coming around
people are coming around
maybe they'll stop me
but they'll never stop we
people are coming around
and the people are standing their ground
people are standing their ground
maybe they'll stop me
but they'll never stop we
people are standing their ground
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