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Round 38, Week 4

by Monday Morning 3AM Music Club

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Do you wanna come sing on my show We’ll make you famous you know We’ll make you a star Don’t you wanna be on TV Then everybody can see You’ll go oh so far But wait, what about my art What about my heart It’s not in this shit Oh, don’t worry your head We’re still in the red We’ve got cash to recoup Put on this suit and tighten that tie All your fans are gonna die We’ll make millions on you We’ve tested the market and gotten results Our finger is firmly on the pulse We’re pushing you through But wait, what about my soul This is out of control I didn’t sign up for this Oh, I’m afraid that you did I’m sorry kid But we own you now
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There’s a crack in the foundation Deep along the edge It’s impossible to miss it Only when truth is left unsaid We all know it’s been broken for awhile We’ve seen it there before And still we feed on the narratives Embrace the lies as we make up more Oh, oh oh Another brick in the walls between us Oh, oh oh Another nail in the hands of love They say it’s just the order of things Not everyone’s the same As they exercise their privilege And point the finger where to cast the blame They claim not to be the broken ones That was so very long ago But they’re living out the legacy You always reap what others sow Oh, oh oh Another brick in the walls between us Oh, oh oh Another nail in the hands of love See the flames go Higher and higher Here we are living Out on a wire See the flames go Higher and higher We are still living Out on a wire I am tired of the excuses My patience is worn thin But not as much as those who have to live In the shadows of our sins So take your manufactured indignation Shrouded in piety You might fool the blinded masses But you’re not fooling me Oh, oh oh Another brick in the walls between us Oh, oh oh Another nail in the hands of love
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when we were born didn't know what love was just crying out and your mother came did what a mother does and she wrapped you in a blanket and she held you in her arms whispered to you sweetly protected you from harm it didn't take long for you to belong to love was it morai and Venus who conspired said all will find love before their light expires I've never known the feeling of not knowing and needing love I was given this flame early given more than enough it didn't take long before I belonged to love I don't want to live without it it's a piece of who I am if it ever leaves ill follow til I find it again I see a world refracted by it's warm and tender lens I don't ever want it to leave have you ever given it to one who's never felt its touch they never knew they needed it then they couldn't get enough then they run into your arms and they give it back to you and fill you up like the first time did you feel renewed it didn't take long for you to belong to love
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Old man winter can try But his might ain’t much in the desert Maybe a chill In the wind that blows And the blue hawk flies away home Not much of a thaw in the spring Just rain that stays for days It’s hard to move But you have to try And the blue hawk keeps from the sky Then the anvil of summer arrives And the desert feels it’s rebirth Santa Ana may blow Like a roaring freight train And blue hawk starts flying again When the sky turns to autumn Doesn’t mean the sun is cool The air can parch The sand can burn When the blue hawk makes her return
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I painted the porch and it looks real nice I got a cooler that's filled up with beer and ice I got some buddies gonna drop by tonight We're gonna make a little music and watch the cars go by This house was my daddy's and his daddy before Granddaddy built it back before teh war he built this porch out of knobby pine So he could sit out here and watch teh cars go by SITTING ON THE PORCH AND WATCHING CARS GO BY SOLVE THE WORLDS PROBLEMS OVER HOMEMADE WINE TUNE IN THE OPRY EVERY SATURDAY NIGHT LISTEN TO THE MUSIC AND WATCH THE CARS GO BY He bought a guitar from Montgomery Wards Some Black diamond strings and a book of chords Listen to the Opry every Saturday Night Try to play along and watch the cars go by| He learned how to play and taught my daddy too it didn't take long to get pretty good The front yard would fill with people at night just to listen to the music and watch the cars go by SITTING ON THE PORCH AND WATCHING CARS GO BY SOLVE THE WORLDS PROBLEMS OVER HOMEMADE WINE TUNE IN THE OPRY EVERY SATURDAY NIGHT LISTEN TO THE MUSIC AND WATCH THE CARS GO BY When I got old enough, my daddy taught me We'd all pick together just us three May times we played until mornings light Spending time together and watching cars go by Granddaddy passed away at age 95 He gathered us together just before he dies He said scatter my ashes on the front hillside so I can listen to the music and watch the cars go by SITTING ON THE PORCH AND WATCHING CARS GO BY SOLVE THE WORLDS PROBLEMS OVER HOMEMADE WINE TUNE IN THE OPRY EVERY SATURDAY NIGHT LISTEN TO THE MUSIC AND WATCH THE CARS GO BY
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I know you Where you went Left me lost Broke and bent Rushing you out On a train that’s bound for glory Rushing you out On the next one out of town What’d I tell you can’t be sticking to a story Can’t recall the code You might be going down There was a time I’d have walked out on the water There was time I’d have done the bit for you But here you go leading all your lambs to slaughter I never thought you’d be the one to turn the screw I saw you Where you went Left me lost Broke and bent I used to watch you while you’d Sleep so fitful I used to wonder what you dreamed But now you’ve woken and the Nightmare’s ending And no one’s what they seemed I wanna pretend There was a moment ‘fore you stepped out I wanna pretend That you paused and saw my face I wanna pretend You were sorry for a second Before your shame all Disappeared without a trace Some of us kill Without a moment’s hesitation Some of us have to learn To lie to our own face Were you the one that made the easy calculation The belladonna underneath your Queen Anne’s lace I saw you Where you went Left me lost Broke and bent
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v1: A bit about me? I'm pretty good with faces but if you tell me your name, I might forget Ain't been to Spain, but I've seen so many places Thought I'd travel the world, but it hasn't happened yet ch: I try to be kind, and I do my best to find the one little thing that might bring you joy Sometimes I fall, but that ain't all I'll find the nearest spirit to destroy v2: I'm getting better, at least I tell myself I could use a little help, I'll probably turn it down Check out the weather, here in mid-September I should remember to spread some love around ch: I try to be kind, and I do my best to find the one little thing that might bring you joy Sometimes I fall, but that ain't all I'll find the nearest spirit to destroy -- some sort of bridge -- v3: A bit about me? I used to worry that I'd fail I've got dozens of mistakes that I'm proud to call mine Now I know that wonder will prevail if I let it, and I let it... most of the time ch: I try to be kind, and I do my best to find the one little thing that might bring you joy Sometimes I fall, but I'll get up, even if I crawl and lay out my pride to destroy
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Alabaster bird With a broken wing Rickenbacker 12 With those Black Diamond strings Diamond back rattler With a deadly sting Charcoal on canvas Everybody looking For a song to sing Everybody waiting For the telephone to ring Everybody’s acting cause The play is the thing Groove cut in vinyl I’m walking through the gallery I’m walking through the galleria Telegenic smile Flashes on her face Every little thing Settled in it’s right place Wondering if she hears My heart start to race Pencil on moleskin Alimony sweets On her little teeth puts em neath the pillow But she doesn’t believe Cavities served up With a side of deceit Felt tip on napkin I’m walking through the gallery I’m walking through the galleria
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I’ll Make it Right I Gotta pay some bills so I put it on the credit card waiting on the corner shaping up for a job another gig Where I use to live Feel like I’m fading falling all over a cliff I’ll make it right baby I’ll make it right baby Cause I hate to be wrong I’ll make it right baby I’ll make it right baby Cause I hate to be wrong on a Saturday night 38th Street and 8th Better than the night shift I get so lost it Worries me and gets me sick and I pay the cost and I can’t get over it And my fret are dragging Feel like i’m stuck in it Got to meet my bills Square up my tab at the bar Got to pay the rent and the registration on my car Try to stay above ground Try to keep it up to par Feeling down I’ll make it right baby I’ll make it right baby Cause I hate to be wrong I’ll make it right baby I’ll make it right baby Cause I hate to be wrong on a Saturday night
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In your ivory tower, holy mother gasoline Riches bury you under stain of silver screens Love stories of a thousand master’s whips cracked, you came And Mussolini fan fiction rot in floating wooden frames Your fascist love life missive it held me by the balls Freed me from my bondage while I was climbin’ up the walls Ain’t nothin’ doin’ baby, I’ll just lay right here and bleed Better angels of our nature never bringin’ what I need What the fuck is happening, oh my Lord, my God above Send horses and my chariot, the blessings of a dove Don’t really give a shit if it’s Hell or if it’s bliss Send me out a lifeline or a spare a frigid kiss See my life a’flashin’ oh baby, all the horrid I have done Lucidity is waverin’, but man I had some fun The bats are in the belfry, they ring the end time bells Hear singing in the distance, the songs of seven hells Oh my sweetest Ishtar come crawling back for me You’ll find me at the bottom set aflame and sipping tea Antediluvian desert flying high with broken wings An archetype of legend, we classic fuckboi kings I’m just a lowly shepherd runnin’ game invading beds Call me Cain or Abel, but I’m around a’bustin’ heads The galla they’re a comin’ won’t you come and take my place Or fling me in the sun so they’ll never see my face Running seems so easy, but I still can’t move my legs My heresies a’comin’, singing songs about the dead My personal apocalypse, I hear the labored cries The fevered blips and horrid shit are shedding their disguise Oh please won’t someone rid me of this goddamn nosy priest Something wicked’s on its way and it’s hungry for a feast I see a shape of shadows strolling towards me from the east The smell of gas and steel and blood, the foggy breath of fellsome beasts
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There’s too many miles To go It’s too late to turn around ——— The moon is in the sky And all the stars of heaven Shining down All of time goes by And melts into the hungry Spinning ground ——— There’s too many miles To go It’s too late to turn around
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There ain’t no time to light a candle Ain’t no time to find out who, Sometimes the spirits just start moving and they Wanna move through you My sister understood these things I just felt them through and through They welled up in my body I kept dragging that canoe She says I was clairvoyant Had the eyes she never knew Felt the pain of ancestors And painted every hue There ain’t no time to light a candle Ain’t no time to find out who, Sometimes the spirits just start painting and they Wanna paint through you I don’t know how to mend the rift I don’t know how to glue The hearts of you who walked the Trail Of Tears without your shoes I sat there on the bridge that day and my Heart just overthrew The black diamond rattler in our Primordial soup No time to light a candle No time to find out who Sometimes the spirits just start moving and they Wanna move through you I sat there on the bridge that day and my Heart just overthrew The pain that upon the Tennessee Of dragging that canoe

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This week, the optional assignment comes from Anand: "Use the phrase 'Black Diamond' if you feel so inspired.”

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released September 19, 2022

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