Ghosts preview EP

by michael musika

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released 30 November 2012

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Track Name: Alessandra
The whale song told the old victrola
the world’s gone crazy hold me soldier
you’re the closed sign on the glass door
of the ghost town’s mom and pop drug store
where the bull horn hollers out old scores
from the whore house to the dancefloor

Alessandra I am haunted but I promise that I want you
even though i know you’re no good friend of mine

While I was out on some fool’s errand
you were dressed like habsburg’s harem
i wanted to touch like you were the moon
when i was a child I knew
if you do people act like you’re hopeless
if you don’t then no one will notice

Alessandra I am haunted but I promise that I want you
even though i know you’re no good friend of mine
the artwork that covers these walls is fine advertisement and all
but you’re the only one that draws my mind
Track Name: We Are All Animals
(I had a dream that I ran out of money
in a land where it's illegal to be without money
the Chinese mafia wanted to kill me
and the American Police didn't care to help
i know it's hard to believe i'd need a knife up my sleeve
even though we believe that I'm only sleeping
yet i'm terribly sure i won't wake evermore
if someone doesn't transcend the top floor of this troublesome nightmare
While the devils on each level raise their voices from rolls royces chanting choices
of mandates, tax breaks and topical temptations
Namely shapely lady wants a baby ain't she crazy give her gravy on and on)

in the churches and the circus where the workers purchase worthless
paperwork to justify the property they purchased
I stood up at the pulpit like a shirtless mermaid versus
Listen up lovely little ones we're taking over this service

i didn't care about government schemes until i got evil spirit dreams
dub c society trying to find me and this is the help police provided me:
down on your knees, give us id, your job is bleed and plead mercy
with cattle prods it's easy to see who is the man and who is the beast

we are all animals/ people are animals
children it has always been this /way
we are all animals / let's act like animals
when the people come / to take our home /away

You only are what you eat if you don’t have a superego
most people eat like sea gulls only heathens eat other people
in the bible they eat sheep though even though it’s really illegal
speak no evil, hear no evil go once a week to a steeple

heretic, heretic he is a heretic, we can't be heretics we are just farmers
we want a government who won't disarm us, jesus is lord stop with your dharmas
but only one seed will grow where your barn is
Jesus believes he told Charles Darwin
monkeys can't write in cuneiform, money can't make the monkeys perform
for money to monkeys is magic to mormons and money is putting a hex on your corn
so if you grow corn or if you eat corn or if you were born this market is cornered
you better wake up and conform every morning
or they'll put you in cages until you act normal

we are all animals/ people are animals
children it has always been this /way
we are all animals / let's act like animals
when the people come / to take our home /away
one third of myself is 100 percent
of the part of myself I should spend on the rent
and I told you I dreamed that my money was spent
at first I was scared and acted all hesitant

then something deep in my being took precedence
answered the threats of every dead president
neighbors are blaming the presence of immigrants
everyone's immigrants, who is an immigrant

Oh good it's him again, die for my sins again
i'll be huck finn again you can be Jim again
curse about Mexicans praise Jackie Robinson
free him he's innocent, make him a citizen!

End all this venom the ending is imminent
isn't it officer I'm a civilian how many guillotines
will we be building for capitol hillbillies
murdering child - er - en

You took my love and made a commodity
Everyone's holy my holy commodity
Isn't it odd to be sold as an oddity
Do i feel holy? oh lordy I go to be

ashes and ashes and dust to dust
you better just kill us forget about cuffs
Salvation's not something that animals trust
we'll drink your blood and that is enough!

we are all animals/ people are animals
children it has always been this /way
we are all animals / let's act like animals
when the people come / to take our home /away
Track Name: After the Ball is Over
Farewell Frankenstein my horizon
God knows there’s no truth in books
if Palestine is all crawling with beggars
then Israel’s all falling for crooks
everyone’s born with desire
said she who cast the first stone
why go on residing on faraway islands
I wish that you would come home

The pride of East Hampton, Virginia
saw the mask of the minstrel get mugged
when the judge put a price on the talent
that ran crazy rich in his blood
You laugh now whenever I tell it
and respond like I need to know
tell the ashes of glory of that ghost in your story
I wish that you would come home

Woman please magic leaves for no reason
No key left will unlock this door
No magician can bring back the vision
Nobody lives here no more
i declare to no congregation
to the birds through the church of your phone
who sing my confession when I leave a message
I wish that you would come home

the crows show the rooftops of Brussels
where the traveler remembers the sky
to the guru who asks you who you are
time after time after time
Let us go now this housekeeper’s crazy
and find us some other device
to hide childish sorrows from borrowed tomorrows
I wish that you would come home
i saw the side of a faraway mountain
on the eve of a long ago birth
the stars shined from high in the darkness
to one quiet place on the earth
where the cops at the end of the opera
the innkeeper slyly consoles
keep your eyes and ears open for the doorway to open
one day you’ll find you’re at home

your hummingbirds haunt up my bookshelf
your dreamcatchers shelter my bed
your sun shines the fruit of my living
your moon shines the dram of my dead
all debts are one day forgiven
each dynasty’s doomed to dethrone
off in the distance
you’ll hear if you listen
I wish that you would come home