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My Beloved Accomplice
04:49
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MY BELOVED ACCOMPLICE
(Neill/Lyster)
hail the drunken laureate
spray Rust-Oleum down the block
you the quality, me the scruff
we hit the heaven spot
throwing ourselves against each other
throwing ourselves against each other
throwing ourselves against each other
the whole world falls away
o my beloved accomplice
our history unites us
an unholy alliance
o my beloved accomplice
you elevate the atmosphere
they charged us with every manner
of misdemeanor & misdeed
cuffed in the back of patrol cars
with no room for our knees
losing ourselves inside each other
losing ourselves inside each other
losing ourselves inside each other
the whole world falls away
o my beloved accomplice
our temple of desire
where you and I conspire
o my beloved accomplice
you blend the waking world with dream
o my beloved accomplice
our history unites us
an unholy alliance
o lit up and lawless
queen of hopeless causes
o my beloved accomplice
your road rides my way
my beloved accomplice
my beloved accomplice
throwing ourselves against each other
losing ourselves inside each other
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2. |
Savages
04:07
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SAVAGES
(Neill/Lyster)
I left the party years ago
the perfect tragedies all tied up in pretty bows
I can't remember why I cared
I can't remember why
friends I’ve loved in other lifetimes,
distant cities, down forgotten roads
I followed them down
I followed them
goodbye goodbye goodbye
we were named & labeled savages
goodbye goodbye goodbye
oh they called us savages
in a railroad apartment in the summer heat
you were drunk, strung out on another guy
you tasted sweet, I died a little, oh I died
Veselka at 4am, negotiating the fallout again
I followed you down
I followed you
goodbye goodbye goodbye
we were named & labeled savages
goodbye goodbye goodbye
oh they called us savages
and savages don’t cry
goodbye goodbye goodbye
goodbye goodbye goodbye
goodbye goodbye goodbye
I left the party years ago
but the party rages on, rages on
no hunger in me for that life
or the pain that goes along
I caught a thread of another time
another place inside a song
and I followed it down
followed it down
I followed it
goodbye goodbye goodbye
we were named & labeled savages
goodbye goodbye goodbye
oh they called us savages
and savages don’t cry
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EVERYONE WANTS TO BE FOUND
(Neill/Lyster)
here comes another wave
a step, another season
in your calendar of days
a mutiny a treason
on a night of burning barrels
it takes your courage to know
the words upon the page
one by one they fall away
to live forever in the heart
I always wished I could wander like you
be wandering like you
wander like you
lost unto this world in the territory
lost in foreign fields and solid ground
everyone wants to be found
crossing border and meridian
timeline and mean time
continents and seas
new friends became old friends
in the fringes and the margins
until one of you must leave
and the words upon the page
stories of love and rage
to shatter these confines
I always wished I could travel like you
be traveling like you
traveling like you
lost unto this world in the territory
lost in foreign fields and solid ground
everyone wants to be found
the words upon the page
one by one they fall away
to live forever in the heart
I always wished I could wander like you
be wandering like you
wander like you
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4. |
The Murderers Show Mercy
04:54
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THE MURDERERS SHOW MERCY
(Neill/Lyster)
After all the killing
all the stabbing & spilling
comes the time for a little decency
a call for some restraint
sure, we loved the work
took pride in our job
the thin cuts, the scared eyes, the cruelty
no small amount of joy
But now, we show mercy
we become benevolent
see us grace incarnate
turning an eye to society
and it’s betterment
aye, we reveled in the slaughter
educated kind of monsters
sweet meticulous violence
we counted up the spoils
perhaps it all grew tiresome
too messy, too wearisome
our public image tarnished
the body count got stale
And now, we are mercy
we are your new saints
we guide the hands of leaders
we sail the ship of state
welcome the hour of grace
money saves any face
garlands at our feet
accolades, honorary degrees
we are so civilized
this is America besides
guns in the cereal aisle
we loose the blood dimmed tide
so now, we show mercy
we are your new saints
we guide the hand of leaders
we sail the ship of state
oh now. we are mercy
we become benevolent
see us grace incarnate
turning an eye
to society and it’s betterment
THE HANDS THAT HURT
ARE NOW THE ONES THAT HEAL
THE HANDS THAT BREAK ARE NOW
THE ONES THAT MEND
THE HANDS THAT HARM
ARE NOW THE ONES THAT HELP
THE MURDERERS SHOW NO MERCY
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5. |
Moving Through the Trees
03:52
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MOVING THROUGH THE TREES
(Neill/Lyster)
see the land lain bare for the birds of the air
see my children scattered
hear voices, voices whispering low on the breeze
I’ll be there to comfort you
fall upon your knees
something is out there moving through the trees
curtains sway across blurry scenes
your very bones shake
a shudder, a shudder in your nerve endings
a shadow glides across your face
something is out there you know but can’t place
was there ever blood so red
as the blood on my right shoulder
was there ever blood so red
as the blood on my right shoulder
was there ever blood so red
as the blood on my right shoulder
was there ever blood so red
was there ever blood so red
we are alive in the morning
will we die unnoticed before the gloaming?
I am a cog in this machine of my own life
I’m told I'm lucky still I am ill at ease
something is out there moving through the trees
was there ever blood so red
as the blood on my right shoulder
was there ever blood so red
as the blood on my right shoulder
was there ever blood so red
was there ever blood so red
son of the morning
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6. |
Siphoners
03:03
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SIPHONERS
(Neill/Lyster/Mengis)
We are siphoners of the gasoline
Anonymous inside your plasma screen
Scavenging the rubbish heap of society
Headfirst into the 21st century
LED lamps cut the dark
plastic sheets and old TVs,
mountains of metal scrap
kids sucking fumes on skinned up knees,
Payatas dump in monsoon season
streaks of light, stars climbing high
sparks split, rearrange
constellations fall from the sky
rest your head against me now
quiet my racing mind
lay your hand in mine
We are the siphoners of the gasoline
Anonymous inside your plasma screen
Scavenging the rubbish heap of society
Headfirst into the 21st century
Headfirst into the 21st century
In pachinko parlors and game arcades
we rule Taiko No Tatsujin
streaming video, endless noise
the fire yearns for oxygen
the virus spreads, malware infects
the feedback loop goes round and round
time bends back, surges ahead
can you hear that foreign sound
rest your head against me now
quiet my racing mind
lay your hand in mine
We are the siphoners of the last of the gasoline
Anonymous inside your plasma screen
Scavenging the rubbish heap of society
Headfirst into the 21st century
Headfirst into the 21st century
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7. |
In the Swim
03:36
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IN THE SWIM
(Neill/Lyster/McCaughey)
In the swim
The ocean takes you in
Oh how it surrounds you
In the swim
The broad majestic
Let the current carry you
And if I lose myself come find me (‘cause I been missing)
And if I stray off course remind me (and I might listen)
The truth of love, it breaks like waves
In the swim (time doesn't mind at all)
Glimmer of the shoreline (just as it falls)
The glow of dying stars
In the swim (let go the rope)
Wave goodbye to the captain (whose river this time?)
He'll steer you from afar (time doesn't mind at all)
And if I lose myself come find me (by my admission)
And if I stray off course remind me (of course I'll listen)
The truth of love, it binds us all
together in the swim, together in the swim
together in the swim, together in the swim
Summer's gone (but you are here)
The morning in slow motion (losing sand)
the salt on sun-browned skin
Needles and pins
The old refrain of The Searchers
Tremble back into the swim (on and on and on and onwards)
And if I lose myself come find me (the mission is clear)
And if I stray off course remind me (there's someone so near)
Don't shiver, don't you shake dear (as someone so near)
Between travels till it breaks clear (when no one is here)
The truth of love, it binds us all
together in the swim, together in the swim
together in the swim, together in the swim
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8. |
The Gone World
03:16
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THE GONE WORLD
(Neill/Lyster)
at the city pier
water rising now
streets we grew up on
all hosed down
can you feel the evening wind?
it brings news from the east
can you feel the evening wind?
it brings word
from the gone world
in an AM radio fade
the gone world
summer at Palisades
awake at 4am
there is no reverie
just sonic waves
screen saver memories
populated by the citizens
haunting the local bars
populated by the denizens
living in the gone world
under the paving stones
the gone world
in our bones
derelict pay phone
receiver hanging off the hook
voice on the other end calls out
there is no answer
is no answer
it’s just another dispatch from
the gone world
an AM radio fade
the gone world
summer at Palisades
the animals
the animals
the animals
the animals
the animals
the animals
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9. |
Darken Down
04:32
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DARKEN DOWN
(Neill/Lyster)
driving home in the black night
oncoming headlights
cut through the 3am dark
words on the wavelength
static signal strength
on a distant highway
preacher never shuts up
the DJ’s fucked up
vision fades into the headlights
little towns glimmer
they sleep and shimmer
closing the endless distance
darken down
the lunatic world spins round
darken down
darken down
the lunatic world spins round
darken down
the lunatic world spins
the lunatic world spins
i’m wide awake on the surface of the moon
i’m wide awake wide awake wide awake
wide awake on the surface of the moon
i’m wide awake wide awake wide awake
on a two lane blacktop
can’t drive fast enough
can’t drive fast enough
Parliaments and taurine
Jim Jarmusch scene
rest area 36 miles
quieter than quiet
in my head a riot
home waits like a blurry memory
darken down
the lunatic world spins round
darken down down down
darken down
the lunatic world spins round
darken down
the lunatic world spins
the lunatic world spins
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10. |
Deathless
04:17
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DEATHLESS
(Neill/Lyster)
sky above of the city
see a few faded stars
dimly they shine
dimly they shine
luminous pollution
depriving our eyes
dimly they shine
dimly they shine
the light fading as it travels through time
whole world of wonder and beauty out there
I called it mine
I called it mine
lose it the once
it’s near impossible to find
I called it mine
I called it mine
innocence fading as it travels through time
we twist, we shake, we will our hearts to break
get high, live low, stay young, you know
we will be deathless
we will be deathless you and I
you and I
skyline of the city
shining silver and gold
precious and fine
precious and fine
it’s ours to take tonight
these arms for you to hold
precious and fine
precious and fine
love in bold defiance of time
we twist, we shake, we will our hearts to break
get high, live low, stay young, you know
we will be deathless
we will be deathless you and I
you and I
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Casey Neill & The Norway Rats Portland, Oregon
CASEY NEILL & THE NORWAY RATS are a crack gang of musicians from Portland Oregon. Their sound combines high energy diesel fueled rave-ups and haunting ballads. Neill's weather beaten narratives celebrate miscreants, and explore the hidden corners of the American landscape. ... more
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