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Drag Yourself
02:51
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A Spark, a break, a new kind of invention
You get lost in your own conversations
That dissolves inside your mouth
You flip, you fly, did I forget to mention
You get lost in your own interventions
And I see where it’s going
So, I know where I’m going now
You better not drag yourself into town
You better not muscle in
Or push your weight around
Don’t even think about setting up shop here
Don’t even think about calling this home
You flip, you fly, through the intersection
You are charmed by your own acceleration
And you clip the man, holding up a cardboard sign
Why bother, why bother at all
Why bother, why bother at all
You better not drag yourself into town
You better not muscle in
Or push your weight around
Don’t even think about setting up shop here
Don’t even think about calling this home
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2. |
Color My Lips Hot Pink
04:34
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Gertrude said paint a picture in the morning hours
Go paint another one in the afternoon
Drag queens, as a rule, are worse than children
Getting dressed for school—
Matinees? Times by two
All a mess, then fabulous
Sigmund fled, “something in German”*
Same decor appeared in old Hampstead—
Oriental rug as day bed
Lucien, it is known, will make you sit
Until the cows come home
Is a stickler when it comes to pose
A dental clamp that just won’t close
Here he sits for the first
He says, of the portraits
Smoking cigarette after cigarette
In his glory and fabulous
“Color my lips hot pink
Paint my eyes a million miles away
Paint my face in yellow, blue and gray—
But color my lips hot pink
Color my lips hot pink”
*sorry, shop closed
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3. |
The Rock
03:58
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She spent a long time waiting in the check-out lane of the Big Mart
Only to catch every traffic light
She’s got to get home and make sure everything is all right
Tonight, the neighbors will be coming around
Park the car in front and bring everything into the backyard
Set up the nylon chairs and lights
She pretty’s herself up and then she brings herself down
And she opens up the door to the backyard
And the neighbors start coming around
They make such a fine little couple
You can be the one you want
But you never feel the trouble
Because they’ve got a way
Of making you feel right at home
I don’t need you to be my rock
If you’re gunning for my head
I’m as high as a balloon
In a bulletproof vest
The music turns up and the people come around
The best little party in this side of town
It’s a perfect night for a perfect night
The beers come out and the cooler melts down
In the full moonlight of the backyard
And all the neighbors start dancing around
She’s pleasant and she’s polite
But sitting in the chair she’s feeling resigned
Because last night he tried to cut her hair with a knife
I don’t need you to be my rock
If you’re gunning for my head
I’m as high as a balloon
In a bulletproof vest
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4. |
The Office Party
03:46
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You had your best suit on and modified
I had myself airbrushed and colorized in chrome
We got our best sides in digital
And the rest they got on Kodachrome
If this develops into something more
Then maybe we’ll be leaving alone
You make small talk sound like world affairs
A Baccarat from paper cup
I’m so in love
I’m so in love
I can’t get up
The way that talk gets around is criminal
The water cooler feigns a heart attack
So, I write my number on the back of an office pad
When I put it down, you’ll pick it up
We’ll slip out at separate times, in separate cars
And no one will know that we left
I’ll tell the doorman to let you in
You tell him where your car is parked
You can sleep on the davenport
So, you don’t wake when I get up
Three is the best time
Three is the best time to come around
Will you be coming like you said you are?
Or will I be burned like Joan of Arc?
I’m cool as water as I wait for you
But inside I burn like Joan of Arc
3 is the best time
3 is the best time to come around
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5. |
Condo #9
03:30
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Condo #9
Condo #9
Condo #9
He had long since died
Opening drawers, we found knives
And ordinary things
He was someone, someone would say was handsome - not me
I could care less, care less if someone’s handsome
He was someone, someone would say was handsome - not me
I could care less, care less if someone’s handsome
Orinda almost hers
Four walls and it was fine
A barn-like design
Queens whose greyhounds had peed on
Every single tile
She was someone, super-graphically challenged - to do
Women’s bathrooms, red hearts, and female signs
She was someone, super-graphically challenged - to do
Women’s bathrooms, red hearts, and female signs
“Poor Room—There Is No Time, No End,
No Today, No Yesterday, No Tomorrow,
Only the Forever, And Forever,
And Forever without End”
(Ivan Le Lorraine Albright, 1942-1943, 1948-1955, 1957-1963)
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6. |
The Bait
03:17
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You were unsurprised by the aftermath
As they came in and they took your things
Like a hologram being carpet-bombed
You just sat there and you took it in
While I flinched like a bird
Getting my neck snapped on live TV
You took the bait and now you're gone
They charmed you out
Hook, line, and sinker
You took the bait and now you're gone
What a surprise
You were underwhelmed by the consequence
Of the lack of just fitting in
You had auto-tuned your apologies
Still, the questions keep coming in
And meanwhile, all I hear is the clapping on live TV
You took the bait and now you're gone
He charmed you out
Hook, line, and sinker
You took the bait and now you're gone
What a surprise
You made the bed you’re lying on
You made the bed you’re lying on
They're lying with you
You made the bed you’re lying on
What a surprise
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7. |
The Beauty & the Beatnik
04:01
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The Beauty and the Beatnik
Closing up the town the night before
Now the taxi’s coming to take you home
The night seemed so right
When you’re two of a kind
And one little kind word gets out
The night ended soft, and the day came in hard
Like Karen Black, in a film by Godard
Breathless and wild
The Beauty and the Beatnik
Closing up the town the night before
Now the taxi’s coming to take you home
The Beauty on the porch step
The Beatnik on the living room floor
They’ve been tripping all the lights the night before
Things look better in the daylight
They’ll get better than the night before
Now the taxi’s waiting to take you home
It’s easy and it’s fun
Like a two-seater car
That runs out of gas
Just in time for sunset
The apartment is bare
But the radio’s on
Playing Sam Cooke, and The Aislers Set
I never want to wake again
You had to be that wonder girl
But I couldn’t rest until I was sure
The Beauty on the porch step
The Beatnik on the living room floor
They’ve been tripping all the lights the night before
Things look better in the daylight
They’ll get better than the night before
Now the taxi’s waiting to take you home
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8. |
Clear as a Bell
02:23
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It’s been a long time now it’s over
He’s turned the corner now he’s gone
I watched you pine away
Twenty-four hours a day (yeah, yeah)
All those nights we stayed up talking
You’d talk him up so I’d talk you down
Off that little ledge
With that crush still in your head
Your voice was clear as a bell
But you never opened your mouth
You can ring the city but he is out of town
Why didn’t you open your mouth
It’s a hard thing to get over
A quiet love you’ve loved so long
Those things you should have said
Just whirling in your head, yeah
Your voice was clear as a bell
But you never opened your mouth
You can ring the city, but he is out of town
Why didn’t you open your mouth
Your voice was clear as a bell
But you didn’t open your mouth
You can ring the city, but he’s out of town
Why didn’t you open your mouth
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9. |
Loosen The Knot
03:22
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Had enough of nights
And all that they require
Back on the bed and eyes on the ceiling
They pace themselves and dart themselves back again
As we try to work these little things out
That don’t even need any working out
Can we ever loosen the knot
How’d we get it on so tight
The best things last forever
So, it’s no use in just cutting it off
Can we just loosen the knot
How did it get on so tight
The best things last forever
So why can’t we just cut it out
Why can’t we just turn around
And end this just as friends
Why can’t it be the way you want
And the way I want
Cuz it’s so much more than this
Still, we try to work those little things out
That don’t even need any working out
Can we just , just can we loosen the knot?
Can we just , just can we loosen the knot ?
Can we just , just can we loosen the knot
How’d we get it on so tight?
Why can’t we just open our eyes
And look toward tomorrow
We’ve gone from being dead to alive
Untied the pain and loosen the sorrow
Can we just , just can we loosen the knot?
Can we just , just can we loosen the knot ?
Can we just , just can we loosen the knot
Cuz you know we get it on so tight?
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10. |
Love Was Hit by a Train
03:27
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Love, never once looked back
Love, never once looked back
He laid himself down for a little nap
A feather pillow on an iron track
Love was hit by a train
Love was hit by a train
Love, laid out on a mat
Love, stretched out on a mat
Plumes of white feathers as the train went off its track
They called the ambulance, but it was too late for that
Love was hit by a train
Love was hit by a train
Love was hit by a train
Love was hit by a train
Love was hit by a train
Love was hit by a train
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The Aluminum Group Detroit, Michigan
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The Album: The Aluminum Group
Release date: 2022
Produced by: Dave Trumfio (Kingsize Studios, Los Angeles), John & Frank Navin
Engineered, Mixed & Mastered by: Dave Trumfio
Horn & String Arrangements, Max Crawford & Paul Von Mertens
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