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Charles E. Cheese
03:44
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Every window is broken. Every television set shimmers with the sigil of the last transmission,
the test signal that hangs like a quartered cross in its frame of static,
the primary colors that declare our failure like a coat of arms.
Even until the very end, the animatronic rats kept singing.
Back and forth on their pistons, playing their empty tambourines,
until all the electrons had pooled and drained from their cords, like water.
Wave goodbye
Wave goodbye
Wave goodbye
Wave goodbye
The last Chuck E. Cheese in the world is in Hayward, CA,
at the corner of Hesperian and Winton, behind a defunct Sizzler restaurant
where the plastic of the sneeze guards slowly yellows away underneath the cheery fluorescence.
Their eyelids really opened and closed, and their heads turned,
and they raised and lowered their silent instruments without fatigue.
The hen. The dog. The mouse who was a cheerleader.
The singing flowers. The crescent moon.
Wave goodbye
Wave goodbye
Wave goodbye
Wave goodbye
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Agatha Christie
02:58
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Paterfamilias sprawled in a pool of blood
Letter opener, envelope, and a whiff of smoke
The mild detectives lean into the mystery
And I think, "God, how I wish that were me"
Waxing my mustache just like Hercule Poirot
Until it's time to tear it off and I'm back in my real life
My billowing sleeves don't fit into my overcoat
I'm a failed milkmaid, my bread is dead,
Flat hair and deflated loaf
Agatha Christie, queen supreme of cottagecore
I wanna get cozy, I wanna get nosy
Investigate in my plus fours
Agatha Christie, you make murder sound so cute
I wanna bake bread, wanna wake the dead
Just to clarify a red herring or two,
Agatha,
Agatha Christie
So I'm gonna read a book about it
Picture brains blown out among the rambling roses
Hydrangeas hiding the killer at the kitchen window
I guess I'm gonna fantasize
Strawberry pies full of cyanide
Double cream and the tantalizing dream
Of being killed among ~aesthetic~ grapevines
Agatha Christie, queen supreme of cottagecore
I wanna get cozy, I wanna get nosy
Investigate in my plus fours
Agatha Christie, you make murder sound so cute
I wanna bake bread, wanna wake the dead
Just to clarify a red herring or two,
Agatha,
Agatha Christie
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Lions and Hammers
03:48
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Dreamed I was a hammer
Heavy-headed in your hand
Dreamed I was an ocean
Yearning for dry land
Dreamed I was a lightning bolt
Plunging towards the earth
Dreamed I was another person
Dreamed I was still yours
Tell me, do you lie awake like me?
Lost and lonely? I mean, most of the time
I'm fine, I don't mind
But late at night, I turn off the lights and dream
And then I wonder, do you wish you were still mine?
Or are you fine, no more crying?
From our old apartment
I could hear the lions roar
From the concrete of their cages
To our room on the second floor
You'd see them in their shelters
Gnawing at cold meat
And it always made me wonder
If they thought that they were free
Tell me, do you lie awake like me?
Lost and lonely? I mean, most of the time
I'm fine, I don't mind
But late at night, I turn off the lights and dream
And then I wonder, do you wish you were still mine?
Or are you fine, no more crying?
Should we have gotten married?
Could we have made a working life?
Should I have had your baby?
Could I have been your wife?
I dreamed I was an airplane
I dreamed I was a kite
I dreamed I was a lion
I dreamed I was a knife
Tell me, do you miss those summer nights
With the windows open, letting the moon shine in?
The evening sounds blew through our house
You held onto me as though to save me from a fall
And it was perfect, for a while, and we didn't dream at all
It was perfect for a while
And we didn't dream at all
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The Tower
02:39
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Light from a lightning cloud
Splits the pine tree
A fire starts underground
Beneath the dead leaves
The bough that's been swaying forever starts to bend
The world that's been turning forever starts to end
Bells ring from under the waves
The drowned men have something to say
The tower that cast its shade
Across the oceans
Engulfed in sudden flames
Collapses slowly
The pages that gave the instructions in crisp black and white
Turned empty and blue as the sky at the edge of the night
Bells ring from under the waves
The sirens have something to say
Bells ring from under the skin
And call you to come home again
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The White Morph
02:48
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He lifts up the lids of his eyes and his eyes are all white, white
He lifts up the lids of his eyes and his eyes are all white, white
He lifts up his lips in a smile and his teeth are all white, white
He lifts up his lips in a smile and his teeth are all white, white
He touches his face with a cloth and it's fluttering white, white
He touches his face with a cloth and it's fluttering white, white
The birds scream a name from the clouds and they're fluttering white, white
The birds scream a name from the clouds and they're fluttering white, white
Tekeli-li
Tekeli-li
The ashes that rain from the sky on my hair are all white, white
The ashes that rain from the sky on my hair are all white, white
They fall on my face as I lie in the boat, it's all white, white
They fall on my face as I lie in the boat, it's all white, white
The glow of the ocean that laps at my hand is all white, white
The glow of the ocean that laps at my hand is all white, white
The vapor that billows due south is all white, white
The vapor that billows due south is all white, white
Tekeli-li
Tekeli-li
North wind
Pale swirling
White morph
Emerging
Black bittern
White bear
Red eyes
White hair
North wind
Pale swirling
White morph
Emerging
Burning sea
Foams milk
White clouds
Form veils
North wind
Pale swirling
White morph
Emerging
North wind
Pale swirling
White morph
Emerging
Tekeli-li
Tekeli-li
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Take a Ride In My Boat
03:08
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Tucked a prayer in a paper boat,
Put it in the river, let it float away
If I were a better woman, I would have been there for you,
Would have seen it coming
Take a ride in my boat
And we can watch the world change
If we can let everything go
Maybe we'll be carried away
Maybe we'll travel the world, you and I
For a year and a day
Sing to me like you'd sing to a child
Or to the moon, or to the wild air
A lullaby a long time coming
I miss your voice
I miss you, honey
Take a ride in my boat
And we can watch the world change
If we can let everything go
Maybe we'll be carried away
Maybe we'll travel the world, you and I
For a year and a day
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I see you
Yeah, you must have been dancing
You have your high heels in your hand
Yeah, you must have been dancing
The Tornado Room's open till 2 AM
Come on, come on
Come on, come on
Hey, it's true
We should be sleeping, me and you,
But we're young and the night feels like heaven
We'll start at the Frequency
And see who we can meet
All the hipsters and the metalheads are out tonight
Wearing black, smoking cigarettes
Out on the street in front of the Paradise
Let's stay up all night, let's get another drink
Because we've got time
It feels like this night will never end
My feet hurt
Yeah, I've been dancing
Bands were playing at the Terrace tonight
We danced and danced under the sodium lights
As the sun went down
And then we walked downtown
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Hey, it's true
We should be sleeping, me and you,
But we're young and the night feels like heaven
Let's go down to Willy Street
And see who we can meet
All the punks and all the biker dudes are out tonight
Drinking Pabst, bumming cigarettes
Behind the Wisco or on the Mickey's patio
Let's stay up all night, let's get another drink
Because we've got time
It feels like this night will never end
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The Procedure
02:22
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A pill to soften the body
A pill to slow the anxious mind
A pill to dull the suffering
As you stare up at a painted sky
But my body knows the score
But my body knows the score
My body knows what this is for
The sound goes on forever
It's time again when forever ends
The waves lap on the ceiling
Around the lights, around the pain
But my body knows the score
But my body knows the score
My body knows what this is for
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