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CANTANKERONUS PART 1

NOWHERE ONES Fifty damn years on down the road I was driving late at night Under pollution lights But it didn't stop the sun from coming up To interrupt Everything I seen And everyone I known My young self stumbled by Too drunk too wonder why Ain't no stars in the sky for the nowhere ones That never won Beat you black and blue Bleed a drop or two I see it in my sights I glimpse it in the night I don't know what is right for the nowhere ones That never won We're the nowhere ones That just begun

THE TALE OF THE EL CAMINO The tale of the El Camino She's waltzing and drafting on air Time and relative dimension in space With a consciousness tied to my hair With the breeding of an overhand punch That pukes up a paisley gold flight In the form of a youthful arachnid Opportunity's also called plight Around and away we go in the bed of an old Chevrolet Straightening the hill flattening the curve Doing it all night and day Okay Some say that the car has a conscience Some simply say that she's a truck Stock 305 bolstered by a warp drive And a temporal matrix of luck Remote Control found her in the portal But she's been around lo many years Here's what she did 'fore the Big Opera Grid Just a matter of grinding them gears Chorus

REMOTE CONTROL 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 chorus 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 chorus

LET HER KNOW Roams the landscape all alone Singing "Roam, Sucker, Roam" Dreaming of then again and again When she ushered in a phase Lasted lo these many days Sees her again and then they begin Let her know what to do So she can get a little closer to you What she does what she do Gonna make you look just like a fool She pops in and out quantumly Here and there confusing all who see But those that they do can't believe it's true Sit back and the devil appears But then she knows just what to make it clear What can she do she's falling for you chorus

FRAIL & ROTTEN Well he's gone down a road that's fading quickly And he's prone to being homegrown and sickly And he doesn't have a reason for the plodding And his life as of now is frail and rotting Frail and rotten frail and rotten Frail and rotten feeling lame Frail and rotten frail and rotten Frail and rotten what a shame So she threw him down and broke his transom And she held his self respect for ransom And believe me the poor boy up and payed it And felt better not to contemplate it chorus So she moved on and overtook his story And made sure that the scene was trite and hoary 'Cause she really did like that Baby Blue fella And moved on to conquer other cerebella chorus

SO WHAT Just so we're clear she's here to party so what The war rolls on forever backdrop so what Sing the song triumphantly while we're circling down the drain So what Another Day another story so what If we're all one then we are nothing so what Feast upon the corpses of what truth it used to mean And throw up Remote Control she doesn't care she don't Well she will say that air is air she won't She might forget to not believe the lies she's hearing all the time She don't

I AIN'T GOT THE TIME The air is a question an empty suggestion Of unanswered pauses hinted at before So see here it's beauty but some call it duty She questions it rudely no different than before Mistakes they don't mean nothing At least she's learning something She busts through Atlantis depressively manic She curses the manna that's floating from the sky The whole thing's an orgy all sweaty and largely It's rooted in whispers and hinted in asides You can call us worthless Just don't call us mirthless If she's a movie she's foreign and moody And smoking tobacco meloncholically She ain't wearing nothing emotions erupting She's everyone's something periodically I guess I hadn't listened but now I know it's christened She seizes the meaning and renders it leaning To absolutism poisoning itself Narrative license has eaten the hyphen Oh, god, let it ripen it's sitting on the shelf And I ain't got the time I ain't got the time I just ain't got the time I ain't got the time

MOTION & RHYME The glass desert red and blue purple and green It's kicking up dust as it speeds and careens The soldiers look on take their gas masks and gawk 'Cause it's rougher than diamonds uncut and in bulk A space El Camino it travels through time It shakes off the meaning of motion and rhyme She drives it with nothing but guile and sublime Shifts into gear and lets that sucker climb The distance of the emperors shields them from blame They regret the progress and strive to remain But even the ivory towers do spy The car with a truck bed as it whizzes by chorus The soldiers erupt in 3 cheers for the ship She sparks up the motor and's letting her rip She motions for the emperor to come have a sip The soldiers all pause and conform to the grip The V8 moans heavenly blessings of grace It emanates more than the sum of this place It vibrates an echo and leaves not a trace She spits in the goddamn punk emperor's face chorus

SEVEN When she breaths again 7 When it's new, my friend, 7 When we feel it then, 7 Remote Control leaves How it's power taken freeform How to know if flowers reborn Can I see forever weeping Found and found and found and creeping Which whatever wasn't freely Or is amidst dregs kept neatly Lifeless or worthless or worsely Evenly unmatched subversely Confounding misuse of structures Of meanings profundity quakes Happenstance rendered illusion Organized in pill form and flakes Motionless call forth the masters Watch as they tremble and slurring How like the others of fables Unlike their rivals and cursing Undo the timeless guerillas Fighting a self war of trusted Timeless like oceans of legends Forfeit succumb if we must not Til we meet again 7 Til it's new, my friend, 7 Til we feel it then 7 Now it's meant to bend 7

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