The Golden Seals

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INCREASE THE SWEETNESS (2011, www.zunior.com )

KICK IT
Kick it away like a dog on your leg but it won't let go
You could change if you wanted to change but I need to know:
is this the real stuff? If it's not then enough's enough
You need some tough love but I'm not so tough

Like a hammer you're heavy and hard and make so much noise
And your family, I'm sorry for them--they're sweet girls and boys
But the sun never shines on isolate hearts and minds
So kick out the cobwebs and get outside
The sun never sets on suckers with old regrets
So screw up your courage and fire up your jets

You could change if you wanted to change so just stop right now
Kick it away like a can in your way let me show you how
You could change if you wanted to change so let's start right now
You could change if you wanted to change can I help somehow?


WETSUIT

Put your wetsuit on, we've got important work to do
Like raising the titanic mess we've made of me and you
I called the fire department to let the cat out of the bag
But it's in the news already that you're insane and I'm a nag
It's a never ending drag trying to hold on this way

You found a way to make it okay
You pulled us all together on that day
We used a live a planet apart
Until the stars aligned and saved our big heart

Put your hardhat on, 'cause we've got rocky roads to pave
But I wouldn't move a muscle if I didn't miss the days
When everything was magic, you were Peaches, I was Herb
But somewhere somehow along the way
We headed for the curb
And I guess we lost our nerve
But now it's all coming back


NOTE TO SELF

I'm a firecracker on the verge of getting lit
But I've been keeping it together for my wife and kid
Hanging by a fingernail or two (does anyone notice all of this showbiz?
Crawling by is all that I can do

On a turnpike in Ohio I confess my sin:
I've been coveting the neighbour's ass again
Now is the winter of our discothèque
But nobody's moving, nothing is grooving
I should thank you but I haven't yet
For saving my life, and staying in spite
Of every mistake that you said was alright
And on the list goes...was it this that you chose?
Or some rosier version of me, I suppose...
Note to self: it won't be getting any easier


THE YEAR THINGS FELL APART

Say goodbye to the year things fell apart
As beginnings go, let's call that one a false start
We could use some education, we could use some thought control
To help us pull ourselves out of this hole

Adios to the poster year of down
Sayonara to all energy vampires and clowns
No more arsonists above us or arseholes down below
You say things could get worse but I don't know....

Say goodbye to the year things fell apart
Not between us, though, and doubtless, that's the best part
This was just our Maiden Voyage not The Shape of [Things] to Come
It's Kind of Blue right now, but not for long

Say goodbye


HALF LIFE

I'm simple and it shows a lot more often than it used to not show
Stumble through the days it's plain to see
That all there is for me is just a half life
It's all that I can do to live a half life
Where everything I thought was true was half right

And all the baggage on the carousel is yet to pass
And all my five year goals are six years old and counting fast
The die is cast and I'm not going to lie
No matter how I try it's just a half life
It's all that I can do to live a half life
Where everything I thought was true was half right


CIVIL UNREST
A simple request to yell a bit less led to a little civil unrest
Right underneath by bedroom light
Some unfriendly someone woke me up
With zero humility and even less tact he broke an old vacuum on somebody's back
Now that's what I call good, clean fun
A little violence never hurt no one

There goes the neighbour, there goes the hood
Up for all hours, up to no good
He broke her pudgy arm I swear I could care less if they kill each other

How'd we get such awful luck, like getting stuck living with village idiots
And did we just get old too fast?
Too old to blast a heavy dose of Ozzy into the a.m. air

Beat me too within an inch of my life if I get any older tonight
Or if I say something really uptight
Beat me if I'm too nice

The constable came and took down their names, asked if he worked, asked her the same
He guessed he couldn't do too much (they hadn't as such assaulted anyone)
But their truck driver threats and dumb epithets continued to grate on our ears and our pet's
And now, after a sleepless night things decided not to change at all

How'd we get such awful luck? I'm a little dumbstruck
But it's better than being dumb I guess
And how'd we end up living next to a couple of sorry rejects
Who fail to understand that this foxhole is our home?


JULY 1ST
I hate July 1st and every day after we moved into this curse of plywood and plaster
The day my bubble burst, the day we both dread
Oh July 1st

With heavy metal hearts and misery magnets
We set sail in the dark and struggled through dragnets
Of negative remarks and even much worse
On July 1st

There's something going down in Optimist Park
There's a car that doesn't care about a dog in the dark
And even though rehearsed, you cannot prepare
For July 1st

How was I to know that you'd be heaving ho....?


WOKE UP LAUGHING
I was waiting for you I was set in the sun
See your face on the tip of my tongue
Woke up laughing I broke into a sweat, I broke into a run
You were hot on my heels so I hired a gun
Woke up laughing
So I planned an escape in the middle of June
But I drug too fast and I fired too soon
Woke up laughing

You make yourself a fortune out in Hong Kong
You sit at home and wonder whether you were wrong
You take a small vacation just to keep sane
You find on your return your home has blown away
You meditate you make haste
You run a risk you come late
You pay a bill you lose faith
You're not fully unaware
Are you a star, are you a fake?
If you fall do you break?
You go to war, you make love
You sign out in a box
- words and music by Robert Palmer


WE'RE DOING SOMETHING RIGHT
I guess we started too late
We should have met when we were young
But now we're holding on strong
Even though we're both a little high strung
And all the time we've got left it'll never be enough
So I'm gonna put this out there even though it's off the cuff:

Could you believe that we could make it through alright?
After all of the times we thought that we'd seen our last night
We turned it around and made the heavy stuff seem light
We're doing something right

It isn't always A1,
And there've been times that I've been less than ideal
There might be things that I'd change
But that would never change the way that I feel
And all the things that I've said
They might sound easy to say
But I'm going to prove every one of them every single day

Could you believe that we could make it through this stuff?
Or even foresee that we would hang in there so tough?
After all of those time we thought that we'd both had enough
We hadn't had enough

And it's a roller coaster ride
When things get bottled up inside
But if we're good to one another we'll stay unified

We're doing something right
After all of this time we must be doing something right



STORYBOOK ENDINGS (2001, www.zunior.com )

INTRO (IRON IN THE FIRE)
While you're gone I'll keep a little iron in the fire dear and when you're back again i fear we'll find no use for it that's clear Did i hear you say you needed alcohol to cleanse the wound of this past year this afternoon? Well pour yourself a drink and help us sing these tunes


MY LOUSY AUTUMN SKY
It's not September yet but if it makes you feel any better Autumn could never mend the hole in my summer sky It's not September yet but it sure feels like the end of something If you could only see it as a movement rather than a fall It's so hard to talk about it in the future tense A degree in astrophysics wouldn't help this stuff make any sense It's so hard to talk about it in the present tense A degree in rocket science wouldn't help this stuff make any sense It's not September yet but if it makes you feel any better Autumn could never mend the hole in my endless summer sky Autumn could never mend the hole in my end of summer sky Autumn could never mend the hole in my lousy summer sky


SHE'S GOT EVERYTHING IN LINE
She's got everything in line, Venus meets a dead end street "Mr. Pleasant's still alive?" and "did you see his name or mine?" Oh, never again, oh no No, never again, oh no Look at me--I'm earning wings, moons in all directions flying Surely these are the end times, so buddy, can you spare another dime? Never again, oh no No, never again, oh no Just sit and watch the ugly winter stick around this time And watch the state department, people, and the clocks unwind ANN STREET RAG Know what we should do? Take the past and roll it up invent a brand new page Know just what you'd say: "Do you ever get the feeling that your luck will never change?" Oh, idiot me I should have left you years ago but there's no need to say it now 'cause we both know Nothing left to do take my things and roll them up and throw them in the yard there's still a little room between the rows of poison ivy and the burned out cars Oh, idiot me I should have told you long ago but there's no need to say it now 'cause we both know Oh, idiot me I should have told you long ago but there's no need to do it now 'cause we both know In each other's way I should have left here years ago but there's no need to do it now 'cause we both know I know just what you'd say: "We're in each other's way."


SINISTER CYCLE
You know it doesn't hurt me much to say what I'm saying now You go around in circles on that sinister cycle you ride It won't be long before you flat out and lie to me there's only so much stale air in a spare word or three: "trust in me" You pedal forwards, backwards ways I go breaking the chain of years and me getting all the gears Your seat's so high while I'm down here solo crawling across the floor on a stupid extended metaphor


ALGERNON
Algernon there's war in your eyes but I can't muster it up my temperature won't rise I'm dull as butter knives and sorry, Algernon something inside you is not inside me Algernon, you prod me like a sow but I can't feel anything there's nothing to feel now I'm cardboard anti-everything now, Algernon and this is where the angels sing for Algernon SOMETHING SNAPPED . Well something snapped and took him down fast So he got caught up with things from his past He was paralyzed by fear and regret About things he'd done and hadn't done yet You might think it's easy but it's hard (when you get that messed up) To think about the things you've got, forget about what you're not You might think it's easy but it's hard (when you get that messed up) To think about the things you've got, forget about what you're not


LETTING YOU DOWN
He made a mess and now you're picking it up Some pictures in a book inside of a box All of those names and places that you shook Just leave them in the dust they'll never need a second look I'm afraid of letting you down again Such mighty gifts in tiny packages come and out of nowhere something scares us You keep your guard up and I'll keep my guard up What happened in the past Will happen in the past again I'm afraid of letting you down again Your waking words are magnets stuck on my door Nothing ever stuck before So if you catch me seeding clouds to bring rain Don't give up so fast I'll make you smile again I'm afraid of letting you down again


YOUR STUPID HEAD

No one cared a wit about you when you were breathing Now everyobody's your best friend (things get so much better when they end) Just to catch a glimpse of something they could look down on everybody's gathered 'round your stupid head Just to catch a glimpse of something they couldn't count on everybody's gathered 'round your stupid head Your Stupid Head was on my intercom again


IT'S YOU
Goddamned poison love, it's you Goddamned poison love, it's you Sleepless in the dark and hurt try to choke back maudlin words Vicious circle of regret One false word and all is changed never be yourself again never be the same again


THE WONDERFUL TOWERS OF WATTS
Prepare yourself to watch the wonderful towers of watts With glass from Taylor's Tilery, a monument to crazy dreams and loaded questions--here are the keys sand, cement and steel, the wonderful towers are real starfish patterns, heart shaped tiles burlap sacks of broken glass a windload test the engineers passed a monument to crazy dreams and loaded questions--here are the keys Prepare yourself to watch the wonderful towers of watts sand, cement and steel, the wonderful towers are real


FROWNLAND
My smile is stuck I cannot go back t' yer Frownland My spirit's made up of the ocean And the sky 'n the sun 'n the moon 'n all my eye can see I cannot go back to yer land of gloom Where black jagged shadows Remind me of the comin' of yer doom I want my own land Take my hand 'n come with me It's not too late for you It's not too late for me To find my homeland Where uh man can stand by another man Without an ego flyin' With no man lyin' 'n no one dyin' by an earthly hand Let the devils burn 'n the beggar learn 'n the little girls that live in those old worlds Take my kind hand My smile is stuck I cannot go back t' yer Frownland I cannot go back t' yer Frownland - words and music by Don Van Vliet

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