1. |
Heroes Don't
03:47
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If there were words to describe it
Lives to be divided
Crimes to over ride it
I know
I’d know
I’d know
I know
The rhyme won’t disguise it
But you’re free to decide it
It’s a poor world that’s so lit
So woke yet so surprised when
Heroes don’t use weapons on the people they protect
Heroes don’t change stories
On the fly to serve their narrative
I don’t know just why you’re so entrusting of her face
I’ll admit to my mistakes
Unless I paint my face
All the votes
All the gold
No tomorrow
So you know
Last train, my train
I don’t really sweat it when your putting up a fight
A trade for pain
I can not breath in life when everything is black & white
What I’d say .....
I never turned a light off,
Now appearing down the line to one away ...
Jesus Christ never broke the last plate
So fake at breaking bread
Nobody knows just where it goes ...
Heroes don’t derail to rock the boat
I’m still here I’m standing higher hanging on the rope
My feet are suspended on the wind & over Rome
Never try to fly and please don’t do this at home
All the votes
On the water
All the boats
All alone
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2. |
Dark Toyota
03:40
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I thought it was you
No one works a room like that
There was a presence
Few could match
Even on the best days
And the coolest evenings
In the hippest cities
And slickest towns
Around the world
And everywhere else
From the bottom of the ocean
To the highest summit tips
In the throes of deep autumn
To the rite of each unfolding spring
I always thought it was you
I was stuck at a party
Back in twenty thirteen
I couldn’t get out of the washroom
Someone passed out in the bathtub
Someone else was trying to get in
I thought I was trapped in an elevator
But that was another time
Funny, how things like that can linger
And make you feel that you’re still there
You guessed that it was me
You’re guess is good as mine
I crossed that sacred line
Long ago
When I was born
I got it out of the way
In all that heavy traffic
On a surf board in the desert
You recognized me
We said hello once
Why don’t we say it again
From the bottom of the ocean
To the highest summit peaks
In the throes of deep autumn
To the rite of each unfolding spring
I always thought it was you
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The paranoia
Was hard to read
In the sunset
Of that dream
We shared a sequence
Nobody liked the way it ended
Take a look
At yourself
This type of picture
Doesn’t stop looking
You caught a breath
Upon your travels
The slow & needy
Took your word for it
Once upon a time
We got stuck
In the mud
It was trite
Good times
Always end with a thud
Elephants shaking trees
Quakes inundating the land
You always played a fair hand
Until you learned how to lie
In order to pass us all by
These days it’s usually a boom or bust
Playing the ego so hard TIL it rusts
You’re all there
You’re All That
Acting Like You’re Better than All Of Us
That latent anxiety
That recently
Came for a visit
Was getting too comfortable
Had to kick it out
That kind of weapon
Can ruin your day
Take good note
And look outside
That type of soldier
Rarely makes a noise
You caught a breath
Upon your travels
The slow & needy
Took your word for it
Once upon a time
We got kicked
In the gut
Hard days
Always slam shut
Debutants kicked in the knees
Fakes complicating demand
You always played a fair hand
Until you learned how to lie
In order to pass us all of us by
These days it’s usually a broom or dust
Playing the ego so hard until it rusts
You’re all there
You’re all that
Acting Like You’re Better than All Of Us
Almost 10 billion people
With nothing to do
But stare at their screens
And say look at me
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4. |
I Had You Wrong
05:12
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had you wrong
Like an unreleased song
Pressed fresh
For the
Wedding in Hong Kong
The sweet summer wind
The hot pacific air
That cool island breeze
Made it easy to fall asleep
You’re a strange one to get to know
I had you wrong
Soft & strong
Prepare the bong
It won’t take long
Sunflowers & dandelions
Show there faces
Just before summer
Begins & ends
Do you miss me already yet
-bridge-
I had you wrong
All year long
You were still
At the airport near the city
The artificial stench
Of digital age cattle
In perfect little sheaths
Made it kinda hard to eat
You forgot what it was like to be on fire
There’s a fire in 12:13
Get out now
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5. |
I'm Not
04:04
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In this building
I remember
What it was like
When I was a bird
Left by the railway
Alone on the shore
Keeping my eye
On the high tide
Economical with my words
Looking up high
I see the skylight
This kind of architecture
Always amuses me
As long as I have something
That keeps me laughing
Everything eventually
Falls into place
I’ve been around
I’ve been around
Life speaks volumes
When you decide to be quiet
And listen to the water,
The air, soil and fires
That burn along beaches
As the moon starts to crawl
Into place
For the night
As long as I have someone
To keep me from constantly tripping
But usually I’m fine
Thank you
You’ll be fine on your own
You’ll be fine tomorrow
I’ll be waiting for nothing
You’ll be fine on your own
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6. |
Placement
03:00
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I can’t remember who saw what
All I know is that
I don’t recognize you anymore
You’ve faded into the background
Folklore
Safer than a man with a hat
Taller than the man with the yellow one
Dancing with one shoe on
What a curious little monkey
With you’re doughnuts & your bowling shoes
Back in Buffalo
Breaking bread with night shift
Police
In a tiny ally
That’s actually really hard to find
I found you there with what’s his face, what’s her name in what’s it’s space
I found a new mate
Who’s never been ...
Yet always so fake
You’d wonder where the detachment came from
I’ll have to beg to differ
The main road is for the drifters
This wall was meant for pictures
But you just want to destroy everything
That’s alright
No problem
The epiphany was revealing
But the only day you seemed to care
I went too far ahead
I walked away
Sometimes things were meant to be over
Finished done beyond October
This time I won’t take it back
One day I gave myself a slap
Indigo was far too dark
Vertigo was way too deep
Why should we pray to keep
When everything’s usually gone after a week
I died inside the palm of your hand
I sang for you from the south point of the dam
You couldn’t hear the words
That’s okay because words are never important
They just cut deep
Most of the time
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7. |
I'm Watching You All
03:54
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I fucked some women
Some girls fucked me
Slept with some guys
Some boys slept with me
We all slept together
In luxurious luxury
In a distant ghetto
On the southwest side of town
In a building
An old aging factory
We knew one day they’d tear it down
So we danced as time burnt it to the ground
Some of us never let it slip away
I never let it slip away
Assholes that make money for no reason fade away
Days are getting new
They always do though anyway
Don’t they
I forgot to go to bed
I caught a buzz that never ends
I used to save it for my summer friends
But it would disappear forever
It would always seem
Not this time
Most don’t think with their minds
I’m still holding
You can’t break me
You can’t break it
Don’t sympathize
Don’t save it
Pick your spots and make them laugh
Make them cry & hit that ass
Give a hand to the elderly man
Gripped life so hard
He can still stand
When
Some of us can’t even walk
Some of us can’t even talk
Most don’t open their eyes
Most don’t think with their mind
I’m still holding out
For a perfect world
I never pictured myself as human
But I always knew I was
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8. |
Skilled Avocado
05:06
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I spent some of the afternoon
Wondering if I’d skip past that one too
If given the choice
Or simply riding the circumstance
I spent some of the evening
Preparing the clay for the sculpture
I was about to do
Later onI
After I had a glass of red wine
Or two
Out over & beyond
Threw out all the crayons
She’s not coming back
On off & outta doubt
Outta hope
What comes next
This time she’s not coming back
There’s no such thing as depression
When you suddenly realize
You’re still alive
I spent some of the morning
Deciding if I should continue
Weighing the pros & cons
Of everything that ever went wrong
Anything that ever went on
Even when there was no fog
I spent some of the late nights
Out over & beyond
Threw out all the crayons
She’s not coming back
On off & outta doubt
Outta hope
What comes next
This time she’s not coming back
There’s no lumberjacks left in London
The endless rain keeps stabbing the vacant log
I used to be able to write songs about it
Now I just push apps & shit
With you, I never forget about it
There’s no such thing as depression
When you suddenly realize
You’re still alive
The art of being a genius is something I know all too well
I’m involved in people’s lives
Weather I like it or not
I’m Involved
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Just ask Reza
What he said
When you were streaming murder
And watching your dog play dead
Somewhere in the jungle
Sometimes you gotta wonder
If everyone was happy
Why would we always be so sad
It’s time to turn the lights down
No one will ever hurt you again
I promise you the sun will never make you cry
Especially when you find out that you can’t actually fly
Kudos to the people
Who made it easier on us
I’d like to buy them all a drink
But I’m told that none of them drink
It’s so fucking funny
What they want you to believe
Let’s try to be quiet
Whispering softer than
Those rustling leaves
Outside the world is burning
Inside the world is turning
On itself again and again
It seems the sword is mightier than the pen
Let’s try to keep it quiet
So it will never end
Again and again
Always it depends
If we’re still around
To count the listless grains of sand
Left behind
By the tunnel of time
The passage of ideas
The endless graves of everything before
The coup de tats that slid things
Back the other way
Like all those countless yesterdays
We seem to never really learn a thing
It seems difficult to actually lean & retain anything
There is no other way to slice or divide it
Looks like we’re gonna have to keep quiet
There’s nothing left to take
Let’s be quiet for a change
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10. |
North End Scenery
04:11
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If there’s nobody else
I guess it has to be you
I’ve been here before
Long before you
Wind blew me back to once
Where I knew
What to do
With you
Desperate times call for
Desperate measures
Desperate people fall for
Desperate pleasure
Weren’t you sad when
You found out about it
Wasn’t it perfect
When you couldn’t speak
Couldn’t fall in love
Wouldn’t speak
Couldn’t see
Hidden taboo
When there was nobody else
It just had to be you
I’d be there again
Some day when
Wind blows me back to the place
Where I stand
Here again
With you
When there was nobody else
It just had to be me
I’d be there again
Some day when
Mean wind blows me back to the place
Where I stand
Here again
With you
Best of all
The hurt doesn’t cost a thing
Curtain call
I don’t owe anybody anything
First of all
It doesn’t hurt when you sting
Worst of all
Nobody really cares for your thing
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11. |
When Elvis Sweats
03:18
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I wanna look up at you
As I’m going down on you
I wanna grip the holy grail
That still sits alone
Somewhere on a hidden trail
Dope rotation
In the tea leaves
Could never really
Set the bar straight
I tend to look ahead
Catastrophic bookends
I saw you in the morning
Laying on the quilt
The first one in a series
Of nudes in
A black & white exhibition
Where somehow
The yellow sun rays
Somehow tend to peek through
The kids have gone to school
Cigarette lit in the ashtray
On one of the 3 holders
Gone inside to grab an espresso
I have a great view of the lake
Danger has subsided
The predators have vanished
I’m brandishing a shiv
In Cavendish with Sid
These afternoon naps
Make the acid trip I’m already on
Bad enough
Maybe I should just wait til tomorrow
I brought a Cookie just for you
Andrew’s always cooking up a brand new brew
Idling trucks always be blocking the view
Stephanie’s not really that afraid of you
I can jump higher than most of your crew
Still Lost in translation with lots to prove
If you’re not really happy then why don’t you just move
I don’t need anyone ruining my mood
Sarah was pleasant, Alice was rude
Whats his face is such a ... wooooh
I can’t seem to find the colour blue
Forgive me for I know not what I do
Over the nest , the Cucko flew
I forgot you couldn’t chew
One for every set of two
You can call it many you can call it a few
Raymond really seems to like your slow beef stew
Fuck you
I saved the reactions for the morning view
nudes
Rotting from the inside out
Johnny Cash in Carson’s house
Stuck inside this cat & mouse
I think it’s about time we bounce
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12. |
Haas
04:34
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If I could put myself back there right now
I could go really far
If I could put myself real back there
I could feel just like a star
It’s amazing
Non-constraining
I could see the other side
I could cut through all the bullshit
I can make it alright
We could see the other side from here
The valley doesn’t lie
But we know it’s not a perfect little alibi
Go to sleep, I’ll sing you another lullaby
It’s not my style
I can’t think of
The lights are down
I know I can
But I think I can’t
This positive
Learned icy face
Dickin’ around on a Sunday morning
Looking out the window
Wondering what the warning is today
Maybe I’ll go out and play
Life it could get in the way
I could get caustically horny
But the world keeps on turning
I don’t know just what I’d do
If it weren’t for you
It’s harder to decide
When you cannot see the lie
You could never go away
I could paint it on my face
It’s a perfect little kiss
We can make it for the work
It could still relate
Celebrate
Bitch, I know
Sniffing up and all around the blow
I could never make it out alive
Get out of my fucking life
It’s not where going
But it’s where you are now
It’s not where you’ve been but it’s where you are right now
Can’t you be honest with me for a change
I know something ain’t right
You said I can go high
When you
Go so fucking low
It’s not where you’ve been
But it’s where you are at
I don’t know why you don’t
Feel it feel it feel it feel it feel
Cuz you’re thinking it, think it
Thinking it out loud
I know you don’t know why
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13. |
Oh That's How You Feel
04:34
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I went to the market
To capture some zeal
I saw something perfect
For a really good steal
I practiced the part
That lead to the deal
And suddenly, I saw it all unpeel
Oh, that’s how you feel
I used to go to church
But I didn’t like to kneel
I knew it would lead
To something unreal
In creepy surroundings
With typical banter & schpeil
Unwelcome strangers
No hands on the wheel
Oh, that’s how you feel
In fact I felt nothing
It had no effect
It just made me wonder
What I couldn’t detect
My only defence
To weave and deflect
There were never any wounds
That had to heal
Oh, that’s how you feel
It’s like that, so
It’s like that
It’s like that so
I guess it’s gonna be like that
So yeah
It’s like that
It’s like that so
It’s like that
I guess it’s gonna be like that
So yeah
It’s like that
In came the thunder
Out went the lights
I let the wind overtake me
To exciting new heights
The lightning came next
I was then left to wonder
Exactly how Blue came to teal
Bourbon on Bleeker down Beale
Rose to go with your meal
Ice cold stone true steel
Oh that’s how you feel
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14. |
Black Ferry
04:05
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They’re finally starting to get out a bit more
The weathers a bit nicer
Now they are allowed
This get out of jail free card
Is really more like a day pass
They seem like they’re enjoying themselves
Watch them as they block the sidewalk
Try to be nice to them
As you notice they’re social etiquette is stunted
In fact development hasn’t really started
What’s the appeal
What’s the appeal
Somethings going on with you
What’s the deal
Are they really for real
Damaged smiles appear for view
She’s finally starting to understand why
It took some time
To read the signs
The way it goes
Is not always
Common enough
For the wind to blow
In a regulated pattern
The day she finally awoke
Pygmalion & I became close
The tears spilled on the linoleum ground
Beneath her sandalled feet
The way the sunlight beamed
Through her studio window
Reminded her of back home
& how she’d always retreat
Underneath the smothering waves
Beside a bookshelf of all her bad days
He never knew why
He never knew why
They all flew away
With all his worst plays
Ass in the rocking chair
Floating on water
Zooming through traffic
All of their friends have turned away
All they had to do was reveal the fact that they were there
Headed to the island for the day
Time was meant to be had
For when the sun went down
It all turned to black
New paint
Old ways
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15. |
Cold Fridge
02:57
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Nothing to look forward to
special needs
Brought to you by
Something ancient
Almost alien
Suitcase rebels
Pastime devils
I know a few
Nobody ever knew
The beach was full of candy
Somebody must have lived there
I had my head inside the water
When the Albatross flew by
Back in my opium den
I Played the final hand
I couldn’t seem to no longer stand
This stupid game of chance
I almost took my life
But then I met my wife
When she was a man
It didn’t last that long
I turned into a swan
He turned into a deer
Then we both became real queer
It was much better that way
We both could be ourselves
We could do whatever we wanted
Basically all the time
By the time we got divorced
I fell off of my horse
I landed on my sword
But I was saved by a foreign chord
I became a fucking lord
The house became real quiet
I came before I promised
You said it was okay
But that’s how we made Robin
That’s how we got Boppin’
Cherry button poppin’
Before we jumped beyond it
The reach was never handy
Her mouth was shaped fairly fair
I made my feet kiss broken glass
I always knew you were a spy
The trick is to be aware of your stunts
I’d rather eat the cunt
Much more than you be the cunt
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16. |
Twenty Five Is Seven
03:04
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Taken away from you
Swept from right under your feet
Never missing a step
Not a heartbeat
At it again
Yet we’re at it again
Constantly taking
Taking away
Taking it away from you
Never miss a cue
Taking it away
Take take taking it away
Taking it away from you
Dancing on the rooftops
Strutting down the side walks
Strolling down the laneways
Rolling up in total black
Drinking on the sidewalks
Drifting through the alleys
Walking through the meadow
Gliding past the valley
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17. |
Nifty
04:15
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18. |
Thaw
04:36
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It’s so far away, she said
It’s so far away
I woke up in the morning
I looked out the window
Saw the sun was out
For the first time in a long time
Maybe a year
I never knew that you held my memory so dear
We played the game
We made it through the other side
All alone looking out
In the future far and wide
Is it really broken
I don’t ever crack the stones
Laughing at the instances
That made it to the wolves
Try it from another angle
But it wouldn’t work, you know it wouldn’t work
We’ve tried several times before
I don’t know why you are empty
Living off another century
I know why you feel
That you cannot even think
Definitely awake
They made us feel disgraced
I know why you see things
The way you do
I know
(Fuck you)
I’m just sitting here, taking it all in
From the burnt out light
Birds on sight
I can’t feel
What you think
Anymore
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19. |
Fixture
04:09
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20. |
Backliner (Reprise)
01:16
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You liar
Decider
Climate change denier
Talk about being hyper
Reprisal
Appraisal
Mentally stable
Uncouthly in style
Hard liner
Coal miner
Delighter
The squire
Inspired
Gravity defy-er
Backslider
Black tiger
Couldn’t be any whiter
Enchanted
Disenchanting
Careful handling
Unsettling
Never ending
There’s an ending
It doesn’t seem to end
Is there an ending ?
A means to an end
Pending, ending, sending
Never ending
Is there an ending ?
There’s always an ending
It doesn’t seem to end
Never ending
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SZANTNO & The Remainders Toronto, Ontario
SZANTNO & The Remainders just released the Brand New Lp “12:13 (Side A & B) 12/13/20, a double Lp & 3rd full length Lp in
12 months.
The Toronto outfit is led by SZANTNO, (a.k.a Santino DeGasperis), who has been writing songs, producing countless projects, & played in many bands over their time so far in the music & art industry.
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