The last time we saw Remote Control

She was ashes and Dawn had took her soul

Then again maybe then it wasn't so

Or maybe then it was oh no

Now she's tailing our hero Baby Blue

She knows that the lies have turned to truth

But she never asked for any proof

She really didn't care she still don't

Remote Control has found her soul

Hit that pipe again

She's been ready now she's steady 

It's a laughing zen

Well she knows how to live her life as art

And romantically construct a part

Of a universal broken heart

That's weeping tears of laughter and angst

It's a muffled laughter when it's time

It's a victim of a worthless crime

It's a notion sprouting off the vine

That's rooted in mischief and pranks

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As she surveys all that's come to pass

She knows her time has come at last

To binge and partake of repast

And try and change the world oh my

If she's magic then so are me and you

Like she says "bring the meaning of the truth"

It never needs to show a proof

In algebraic terms or why

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Dave - guitars, vocals, mandolin

Brian - bass, engineering, mixing

Ochster - drums and percussion

Ian - mastering