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2020
02:57
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I came here to the guitar
I didn’t know where else to go
I guess I need to empty out my mind
My thoughts tonight are so unkind
And now I wonder what do you do
In those times when you hate yourself
Do you drink?
Do you talk to a shrink?
Or do you bathe your dog?
I replay the scene over and over and over and over
Groupthink like a roller rink
A little wink-wink for your instincts
And now they want your love
And your hard labor
2020 you’re a real heartbreaker
Why replay the scene over and over and over and over?
Dark is the night in the soul of I
Mirrors my crimes and the crimes of my kind
This nervous man, he leads a band
Sometimes he can recall where he began
Why replay the scene over and over and over and over?
I came here to the guitar
I didn’t know where else to go
I guess I need to empty out my mind
My thoughts tonight are so unkind
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I’m born in Cancer
I’m entranced by water
I used to work for Dirty Dave
Now I work for Mystic Mike
Life is better on this wave
I am a river
My love is unconditional
Find me east of Gemini
I am a moon-child
House of Neptune
Hear my liquid lullaby
In Cochabamba
Public water privatized
War is the only way
Coordinadora!
Oscar Olivera!
They’re less thirsty today
Watch the wealthy
Controlling the supply
turning water into cream
The land is sinking
The wells are running dry
There is sewage in the stream
The fertilizer
The heads of the hydra
All spewing pesticide
But watch my crab walk
It’s got some power
harasses Hercules
They’ll try to tell ya’
you haven’t earned the right
To what should be free
Protect the commons
Our resources from the market
Bourgeois monopoly
I am a river
My love is unconditional
Find me east of Gemini
I am a moon-child
House of Neptune
Hear my liquid lullaby
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3. |
Tears in the Pocket
04:05
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In a column of shade
At the edge of the property line
Found my escape
I made the rattlesnake bite
Shook me awake
Under the bright hospital lights
Only to say
I made the rattlesnake bite
I made the rattlesnake bite
When you’re proud and feeling sane
Dig around, find tears in the pocket you will
In a crowd of welcome guests
Dig around, find tears in the pocket you will
Singing loud with a buzzin’ chest
Dig around, find tears in the pocket you will
On a cloud of MDMA
Dig around, find tears in the pocket you will
I could love you
You could love me
We could turn this into something
It was clumsy of me baby
I’m so sorry, please forgive me
Remember the club scene of the 80s?
I still dance to Steve “Silk” Hurley
“Jack Your Body”, “Work it Out”
“The Word is Love”, just say the word, babe
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4. |
Should've Beens
04:26
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I sing this to all that should’ve been
If you want to see the light, take the right hand path
I sing this to all that should’ve been
I sing this to all that’s gone
I sing this to all that should’ve been
If you want to see the night, take the left hand path
Below this light
Lies a bed
Of obsidian
If you want to see the night
When death is bright
Life goes dim
And a rush of wind
howls through the night
I sing this to all that should’ve been
I sing this to all that’s done
I sing this to all that should’ve been
If you want to see the light, take the left hand path
I sing this to all that should’ve been
I sing this to all that’s gone
All night long
You were sleeptalkin’ and walkin’
And everything you said was very auspicious
I sing this to all that should’ve been
I sing this to all that’s gone
I sing this to all that should’ve been
If you want to see the night, take the right hand path
I call upon the moon and sun
To break the threads of time now spun
To allow my spirit to rise and soar
Back to a life of mine that is no more.
Show me now, the faces of past
With this spell, I now cast.
Do not let my spirit wander free
And bring it safely back to me
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5. |
Number One Transgression
03:09
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In the beginning
We were hunted by beasts
In the wilderness
And in our dreams
And then the village
defended their domain
And they found the top
Of the food chain
Got us some religion
A caste system
Barbaric traditions
After every progression
You’re still our number one transgression
Now show me a villain
Tell me his crimes
And I’ll be relieved
When they shoot him down
In the desert heat
But who is this they?
Is it God or the police
That I’m talking about
Some kind of third party?
That does our bidding
Our loving and killing
All that we’re unwilling
After every progression
You’re still our number one transgression
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Isn't it a Pity
04:42
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If You Love Me
02:49
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A father and daughter are walking down the driveway of a suburban home at dusk
He is carrying a basket of clean and folded laundry
The cicadas are loud tonight
She opens the back door of her car
and he sets the basket gently on the seat
They talk a while and say their goodbyes
The father goes in for a hug
But his daughter puts her hand up
and backs away
And she says “Dad, if you love me then ask to hold me
and I’ll give you the reason when I’m good and ready
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Come and take me to
And push me through
the bright windows of your mind
Or down to the well, where Judson fell
And ate his fingers to survive
Baby, you can tell the song so well
To a stranger, you don’t mind
Where they’re from or what they’ve done
Or when there’s anger in their eyes
I have coconut and candy
But I won’t let you walk on by until you choose
A direction, choose
I’m a stranger to your kind
When you’re standing on the crossroad
How will I get on?” you’ll wonder
And tell yourself – “I’m getting older”
But when you’re ego’s gone
You’ll understand the miner’s song
And wander from yourself
Become a lover
Just a lover
To Ellegua
I’m your marionette
To La Luna
A song for Dreaming
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Judson Claiborne
Judson Claiborne is the folk rock music project of Chicago-based songwriter and DJ Christopher Claiborne Salveter. Raised in a Missouri river town-turned suburb, his earliest musical influences were oldies radio and MTV’s 120 Minutes.
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