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En-Trance
00:55
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2. |
Statues
05:14
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Lyrics:
Find the faces of the statues in the hall
See them come to life and crawl
Down the stairway to the pool beside the gym
Slide in for a midnight swim
See the skeletons in closets by the door
Open your eyes and explore
Won’t you please invite them over for some tea
You know their hearts and minds are free
Mona Lisa weeps beneath a moonlit sky
Marcel Duchamp discovers why
Some say it’s because she has a hot behind
Her mustache has made her blind
As the rooster eyes the axe upon the wall
Ancient echoes distant call
Easter Island heads are rolling on the floor
Laughter rings forevermore
Wait for me
Look for me
Stay with me
Eternally
Wait for me
Look for me
See though me
Completely
Wait for me (overseeing)
Look for me (overhearing)
Stay with me (overlooking)
Eternally
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Lyrics ©1983 Andrew L. Jackson
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3. |
Intrigue
05:16
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4. |
Elvis's Ghost
03:29
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Lyrics:
Sick old gentlemen’s plastic raincoats,
Lined with the fur of the largest rabbit on earth.
Whose ears once spoke the benediction,
At Elizabeth the Second’s funereal pageant.
The smell of wet hats. permeates
The wax nostrils. of Elvis’s Ghost.
Our Celestial Virgin, wipes her nose,
On her long flowing white robe,
And spits on the pavement,
Where the sizzling saliva dances.
Familiar Broken Bottles,
Lay strewn, out of their heads.
The Monuments and Statues,
Ravaged by Gunfire,
In the Sweet Temple of Jesus’s Ever-flowing Blood,
Tangy and Fleshy.
Although a bit soggy in the mouth,
The rodents, drunk with fury, and religious intent,
Bend forks with their minds.
The smell of wet wafers, permeates the wax hat, of Elvis's Ghost
Apollo's weak lips spread nasty rumors, about evil, immortal dabbling in occult nonsense. Empty of human heads and hands.
The smell of wet hats. permeates the wax nostrils. of Elvis's Ghost.
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Lyrics ©1983 Andrew L. Jackson
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5. |
Shadows
04:36
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6. |
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Lyrics:
You know the kind
They drive around in their car
And it doesn’t seem to matter how far
Or how long the road will wind
They’re just looking for something to find
You know the type
The grass is always greener there
And it doesn’t seem to matter where
They don’t want no ties that bind
They’re just looking for something to find
And they’ll know – what it is – when they see it
If it’s free – what it is! – then they need it
Down in the core
They always want something more
And it doesn’t seem to matter what for
It doesn’t even cross their mind
They’re just looking for something to find
You know the type
The grass is always greener there
And it doesn’t seem to matter where
They don’t want no ties that bind
They’re still looking for something to find
And they’ll know – what it is – when they see it
If it’s free – there it is! – then they need it
Then they need it – then they need it – then they need it
--
Lyrics ©2008 Andrew L. Jackson
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7. |
The Clock Had Stopped
02:36
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"The clock had stopped at yesterday."
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8. |
Trouble-Up
01:50
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"Yeah! Yeah! Uh! Uh! Ah! Ah! Mm! Mmm! Yep! Yep!"
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9. |
Zeta One Ridiculi
03:51
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10. |
Meta-terrania
03:55
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11. |
Cosa Dici?
02:19
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Lyrics:
Cuore di gomma, (heart of rubber)
Voglio morire (I want to die)
Ci sono delle mosche (there are flies...)
Nel mio tapetto (...in my throw-rug)
Siamo tutti formiche (we are all ants...)
Sulla viale delle balie (...on the avenue of the wet-nurses)
I pesci quadrati inutili (the unnecessary square fishes...)
Vogliano essere empii (...want to be unholy)
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Lyrics ©1983 Rick Cuevas
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12. |
Things We Shouldn’t Do
03:04
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Lyrics:
My friends, we are doing things
That we shouldn’t do
My friends, we are doing things
That we shouldn’t do
If we could go back to change things
Would we do?
If we could have another chance
What would we do?
Dear Diary, I’ve done things
A man shouldn’t do
But I can’t turn back
I have to see this through
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Lyrics ©2010 Andrew L. Jackson
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13. |
Ashes
01:13
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Lyrics:
Seeming luster
Alabaster
Eno, Cluster
Faster, faster
Unabashed
Batting lashes
Ashes, ashes
All fall down
Melancholy
Feeling blue
Human folly
“How do you do?”
Lovely crashes
Sultry sashes
Ashes, ashes
All fall down
--
Lyrics ©2010 Andrew L. Jackson
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14. |
Subliminalism
04:21
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Lyrics:
Seek the sublime
the subliminal
minimal
ism
seek the sublime
the subliminal
minimal
ism
look under your pillow
to find the rare gift
take a figurative leap
in a waking sleep
go from something to nothing
seek the sublime
the subliminal
minimal
ism
--
Lyrics ©2010 Andrew L. Jackson
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15. |
Il Sonnambulo
02:53
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16. |
Exit-stential
01:06
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"The clock had stopped at yesterday.
Abandoned.
We don't want to scare anybody.
Back away from there, okay?
We don’t want to scare your children.
That’s the last thing we want to do.
We don’t want to scare anybody."
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Zru Vogue San Francisco, California
Official website of ZRU VOGUE. // Avant-Pop, Art-Funk, Surrealist Indie Rock from the San Francisco Bay Area. Zru Vogue's first single "Nakweda Dream" (1981) is an early post-punk classic. Band members Andrew Lawrence Jackson, Rick Cuevas, and Patrick Coyne continue to create inspired new music for postmoderns. ... more
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