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cassette loved another album, came to this one. hated it, was really disappointed. didnt live up to my expectations. but then, thats how my obsession with the last began. now last lion of albion plays in my head on repeat and i hadnt even listened to it since. i have a feeling im going to go on a long journey with this album Favorite track: Halls of Sarah.
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Nik Havert As usual, Case delivers stunning vocals, sharp writing, and a host of guest stars. It's another fine record from one of our best singer-songwriters today.

Here's my full review - www.7thlevelmusic.com?p=3829 Favorite track: Curse of the I-5 Corridor.
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Kevin Gentilcore Just as incredible as she always is. Favorite track: Last Lion of Albion.
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Neko Case’s ‘Hell-On,’ an indelible collection of colorful, enigmatic storytelling that features some of her most daring, through-composed arrangements to date, is available now.

Produced by Neko Case, ‘Hell-On’ is simultaneously her most accessible and most challenging album, in a rich and varied career that’s offered plenty of both. ‘Hell-On’ is rife with withering self-critique, muted reflection, anthemic affirmation and Neko’s unique poetic sensibility. Neko enlisted Bjorn Yttling of (Peter Bjorn & John) to co-produce 6 tracks with her in Stockholm, Sweden where she mixed the 12 track album with Lasse Martin.

‘Hell-On’ features performances by Beth Ditto, Mark Lanegan, k.d. Lang, AC Newman, Eric Bachmann, Kelly Hogan, Doug Gillard, Laura Veirs, Joey Burns and many more.

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released June 1, 2018

PRODUCED BY NEKO CASE ++CO-PRODUCED WITH BJÖRN YTTLING

MIXED BY LASSE MÅRTÉN AND NEKO CASE AT FRIDEBO, SWEDEN
ENGINEERED BY CHRIS SHULTZ, WAVELAB STUDIO, TUCSON, AZ AND
CARNACIAL SINGING, ST. JOHNSBURY, VT
“BAD LUCK” ENGINEERED BY HANS STENLUND AND THOM MONAHAN,
INGRID STUDIOS, STOCKHOLM, SE
MASTERED BY PETER J. MOORE, E ROOM MASTERING, TORONTO, ON


ADDITIONAL ENGINEERING:
ALEX HALL – FOR HOGAN / O’CONNOR, RELIABLE RECORDERS, CHICAGO, IL
JOHN COLLINS - FOR JOHN COLLINS
THOMAS D’ARCY – FOR NEWMAN, CALDER, STONE, SEIDERS,
TAURUS RECORDING, TORONTO, ON
MARK EPHRAIM – FOR NEKO CASE, EPHRAIM STUDIOS, STOCKHOLM, SE
BRENDAN KENNEDY - FOR K.D. LANG, OCL STUDIOS, CALGARY, AB
TUCKER MARTINE – FOR LAURA VEIRS, FLORA RECORDINGS, PORTLAND, OR
MICHAEL PARNIN - FOR MARK LANEGAN, BLACKSOUND, LOS ANGELES, CA
ADAM PIKE - FOR BETH DITTO, TOADHOUSE RECORDING, PORTLAND, OR
JEFF GALEGHER- FOR NEKO CASE, CARNACIAL SINGING, ST JOHNSBURY, VT
BETH DITTO APPEARS COURTESY OF SONY AND UNIVERSAL
MARK LANEGAN APPEARS COURTESY OF FLOODED SOIL RECORDINGS
K.D. LANG APPEARS COURTESY OF NONESUCH RECORDS
CARL NEWMAN, KATHERINE CALDER AND JOHN COLLINS APPEAR
COURTESY OF COLLECTED WORKS / CONCORD RECORDS

PUBLISHING:
ALL SONGS BY NEKO CASE/NEDOTYKOMKA (ASCAP, SOCAN)
& PAUL RIGBY (ASCAP/SOCAN)

EXCEPT:
“ORACLE OF THE MARITIMES” BY NEKO CASE/NEDOTYKOMKA
(ASCAP/SOCAN) & LAURA VEIRS/FREAK OFF THE LEASH MUSIC (BMI)
“GUMBALL BLUE”, “MY UNCLE’S NAVY” BY
NEKO CASE/NEDOTYKOMKA (ASCAP, SOCAN) & ALLAN CARL
NEWMAN / CONTEST WINNER SONGS (ASCAP)
“LAST LION OF ALBION” BY NEKO CASE/NEDOTYKOMKA (ASCAP, SOCAN)
& PAUL RIGBY (ASCAP/SOCAN) & JEFF GALEGHER (ASCAP)
“SLEEP ALL SUMMER” BY ERIC EMIL BACHMANN/RED PIG PUBLISHING (BMI)

MANAGEMENT - RACHEL FLOTARD, RED LIGHT MANAGEMENT
LEGAL - SETH LICHTENSTEIN, HERTZ LICHTENSTEIN & YOUNG, LLP
BUSINESS MANAGEMENT - MICHAEL J. HALPIN, HALPIN & ASSOCIATES, LTD

ART DESIGN - NEKO CASE & KATHLEEN JUDGE
ART AND PHOTOGRAPHY - NEKO CASE
COVER AND PROMO PHOTOS OF NEKO - EMILY SHUR,
EMILY SHUR PHOTOGRAPHY
PHOTOGRAPHY ASSISTANCE FOR COVER AND PROMO - DONNY PHILLIPS, KIHL STUDIO
PHOTOSHOOT PRODUCER - JENNA PFEFFERLE
STYLING - NEKO CASE, KATHLEEN JUDGE, JESSIE COHAN
HAIR - GIOVANNI GIULIANO
MAKEUP - STEPHANIE NICOLE SMITH
PRINT PRODUCTION - TREVOR HERNANDEZ
BOOKING NORTH AMERICA - ALI HEDRICK, BILLIONS CORPORATION
BOOKING EUROPE - JAMES ALDERMAN, FREE TRADE AGENCY
BOOKING AUSTRALIA - PAUL SLOAN, BILLIONS CORPORATION
All ingredients tested on animals. They seemed cool with it.

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Track Name: Hell-On
GOD IS NOT A CONTRACT
OR A GUY
GOD IS AN UNSPECIFIED TIDE
YOU CANNOT TIME IT’S TABLES
IT SETS NO GLASS OR GABLES
GOD IS
A LUSTY TIRE FIRE
IT’S BRISTLES SCRAPE AND STRIKE THE STAGE
ROCK, PAPER, SCISSORS, RAGE..
HAVE MERCY ON THE NATURAL WORLD

MY VOICE IS NOT
THE LIQUID WAVES
THE PERFECT RINGS ROUND A HERON’S LEGS..
MY VOICE A STRAIGHT GARROTING WIRE
A STOLEN MILE OF FINGERPRINTS
PEELED UP QUIET FROM THEIR DUNES
CAPTURED AND RESPOOLED AS RUIN
TO BE USED
AT A DIFFERENT TIME

MY VOICE IS A FRACTURE
OF A SHIN BONE’S LUST
POUNDING BAREFOOT GROUND
IT LIFTS YOU UP AND SETS YOU JUST..
JUST AT SORROW’S WATERLINE
I DRAPE YOU ON TOMORROW’S PLATE
FERROUS, METAL MARROW SPILLING
NOT YOURS, BUT MINE.
I’M AN AGENT
OF THE NATURAL WORD

DON’T YOU TELL ME
I DIDN’T WARN YOU
THAT THAT'S SOME GRAVITY
YOU OUGHT NOT TO PLAY WITH

THERE’S NOTHING QUITE SO POISON
AS A PROMISE

AND ME?
I AM NOT A MESS
I’M A WILDERNESS, YES.
THE UNDISCOVERED CONTINENT
FOR YOU TO UNDRESS

BUT YOU’LL NOT BE MY MASTER
YOU’RE BARELY MY GUEST
YOU DON’T HAVE PERMISSION
TO TAKE ANY PICTURES
BE CAREFUL.
OF THE NATURAL WORLD

NATURE CAN’T AMEND IT’S WAYS
IT BOILS HELL-ON AND THEN REPLAYS
DESPITE HEARTFELT SPRINGTIMES OF REGRET
THE STORM SHE STILL CRIES FOR DAYS

HAVE MERCY ON THE NATURAL WORLD
Track Name: Last Lion of Albion
EARLY IN THE MORNING
WHERE THERE USED TO BE A SLOUGH
THERE’S A TINY BUSINESS LAKE
DON’T LET THE CATTAILS FOOL YOU

DOWN IN THE BOTTOM
WHERE NOTHIN’ IS BORN
SLEEPS A SILVER DOLLAR
WITH YOUR FACE THEREON

I WISH I COULD TRACE THE FROWNING COMPASS
OF YOUR MOUTH
DROP A MERCURY DIME DOWN A ROMAN DRAIN
AND SUMMON MARS

LAST LION OF ALBION
THEY’LL USE YOU FOR CENTURIES TO COME
THEY’LL STEAL YOUR PATENTS FOR THE SUN
AND YOU’LL FEEL EXTINCTION
WHEN YOU SEE YOUR FACE ON THEIR MONEY

LATE IN THE HEAVENS
THAT ARE ALREADY BOUGHT
SLEEPS A RED PLANET
IN THE GALAXY OF A LION’S THOUGHTS

ON THE SURFACE EVERY TENDON
AND INTENDED MACHINE
IS GONNA BUCKLE, KNUCKLE, KNEEL
ON A CARPET OF LION’S TONGUES

I WISH I COULD STAND IN THE SPRAY
AT THE CLIFF OF YOUR SLEEK REVENGE
OCEANS OF NAKED, SERRATED MARBLE
CRUSHING IN

LAST LION OF ALBION
THEY’LL USE YOU FOR CENTURIES TO COME
YOUR WOUND IS THE MAIN ROAD INTO LONDON
YOU’LL FEEL EXTINCTION
WHEN YOU SEE YOUR FACE ON THEIR MONEY

LAST LION OF ALBION
THE LAST SHE-WOLF TO MOTHER ROME
THE LAST VIRGIN TO WASH ASHORE
YOU’LL FEEL EXTINCTION..

LAST LION OF ALBION
THE LAST OF THE MOHICAN’S GONE
THE LAST CEDARS OF LEBANON
YOU’LL FEEL EXTINCTION

LAST LION OF ALBION
LAST TIGER OF TASMANIA
THE LAST SHE-WOLF TO SUCKLE ROME
WHEN YOU SEE YOUR FACE ON THEIR MONEY
Track Name: Halls of Sarah
CHILDLESS WIDOW OF A NATION
YOU CRY LIKE GUNS ACROSS THE WATER
YET WE EXPECT YOU TO BRING SPRINGTIME
IT ISN’T FAIR
SEARCHLIGHTS WITHER IN YOUR HAIR
YOU ARE A SILENT MOVIE, SARAH

THEY BUILD THEIR INDUSTRIES AROUND YOU
DIVERTING RIVERS OF YOUR HAIR
THEY’RE LOOKING FOR THEIR OWN REFLECTION
YOU’RE LEFT TO DIE OF EXPOSURE, SARAH

SARAH, WITH THE BEATEN HEART
SARAH, WITH THE MOUTH OF STONE
SARAH, WITH THE..
YOU ARE A SILENT MOVIE, SARAH

LET HER GO THE LIGHT IS FADING
I CRY LIKE GUNS ACROSS THE WATER
SHE DIDN’T ASK TO BE YOUR REMAKE OR YOUR MUSE
WE’RE PARASITES INSIDE HER BLUES

SARAH, WITH THE BEATEN HEART
SARAH, WITH THE MOUTH OF STONE
I CALL BUT THERE IS NO ONE HOME
SARAH, WITH THE BEATEN HEART
SARAH, WITH THE MOUTH OF STONE
I CALL BUT THERE IS ONLY ECHO..

FROM A RECORDING MACHINE
SCREAMING "HAUNT YOUR OWN VAMPIRE DREAMS!"

YOU SEE OUR POETS
DO AN ODIOUS BUSINESS
LOVING WOMANKIND
AS LIONS LOVE CHRISTIANS SO..
WHO ARE YOU TO DENY?
WHO ARE YOU TO DENY THEM, SARAH?
Track Name: Bad Luck
ARE YOU TIRED OF THINGS GOING RIGHT?
THINGS GOING WRONG?
TIRED OF TRYING TO MAKE EVERYONE HAPPY?
TOO TIRED TO SING YOUR OWN SONGS?

DO YOU WISH YOU STOP EVERYTHING?
AND TAKE BACK YOUR LOVE?
SAY YOU’RE SORRY THAT YOU LET IT GO SO EASY
AND CRY LIKE YOU’RE TRYING TO BE BORN?

I WOKE A DOG FROM A RUNNING DREAM
AND THAT’S BAD LUCK
ATE A BLACK FLY IN THE CREAM
THAT’S BAD LUCK
I CHIPPED MY TOOTH ON AN ENGAGEMENT RING
THAT’S BAD LUCK
I COULD HAVE STOPPED ANYONE OF THESE THINGS
BUT THAT WOULD HAVE BEEN BAD LUCK

SO I DIED AND WENT TO WORK
SO I DIED AND WENT TO WORK

IT’S NOT AS BAD AS I THOUGHT IT WOULD BE
BUT IT’S STILL PRETTY BAD LUCK

AND LOVE,
THE MOST CONTRARY ASSETT OF THEM ALL
OH, LOVE..
DRAGGING IN ON NATURE’S COATTAILS
ACTING LIKE IT WROTE THE MOON
TRYING TO PASS RIDDLES FOR POETRY
EMBARGO IS LOVE’S WAITING ROOM..

AND MEANTIME..
RIGHT HERE IN HUMAN TIME
MY HEART COULD BREAK FOR A ONE-LEGGED SEAGULL
AND STILL AFFORD NOTHING TO YOU?

THAT’S BAD LUCK.
Track Name: Curse of the I-5 Corridor
I WAITED TOO LONG TO WRITE THIS DOWN
THE STARTLING SENSATION IS FADING
THE SWEET, SWEET BURN
OF THE FIRST DRINK OF THE NIGHT, UNDERAGE
AND KNOWING THAT YOU’RE GONNA GET AWAY WITH IT
YOU WERE A GOOD MAN BEFORE YOU KNEW IT
AND I’M NOT VAIN ENOUGH TO THINK
THAT I’D HAVE BEEN GOOD FOR YOU IF I’D STAYED
IN THE CURRENT OF YOUR LIFE
I WAS AN EYELASH IN THE SHIPPING LANES

NOW I’M SO SCARED ABOUT MYSTERY
I FEAR I SMELL EXTINCTION
IN THE FOLDS OF THIS NOVOCAINE AGE COMING ON

I MISS THE SMELL OF MYSTERY
REVERB LEAKING OUT OF TAVERN DOORS
AND NOT KNOWING
HOW THE SOUNDS WERE MADE
SO I LEFT HOME AND I FAKED MY I.D.
I FUCKED EVERY MAN THAT I WANTED TO BE
I WAS SO STUPID THEN
WHY SHOULD MYSTERY GIVE IT’S LIFE FOR ME?

BABY I’M AFRAID
BUT IT’S NOT YOUR FAULT
MAYBE I SHOULD GO
HOME ALONE TONIGHT

NOW I SEE YOU IN OUR OLD HOME
WHERE I’M ALWAYS SCARED TO GO
THOSE THIRTY GARBAGE MILES
MAKING WET CIGARETTE BUTTS AND USED TIRES
TO BE POOR AS THE ANCHOR THAT MAKES US SO SURE..

YOUR SANDY VOICE ACROSS MY BROW
YOU HAVEN’T AGED A DAY
IS IT BECAUSE YOU TOOK A SHORTCUT
THAT MAKES PEOPLE SAY YOU’RE CRAZY
IS IT TRUE?
YOU’RE A TIME TRAVELER YOU?
IS IT TRUE?
YOU’VE SEEN CRAZY TOO?CAN IT BE A COMFORT
BETWEEN US?
BECAUSE I NEVER WANT TO KNOW FOR SURE

BABY I’M AFRAID
BUT IT’S NOT YOUR FAULT
MAYBE I SHOULD GO HOME ALONE TONIGHT

NOW I WRITE THIS IN A PALE TOWN
WHERE EXCITEMENT IS A YELLOW CURB
MY DREAM AWAKE LEAPS THROUGH MY WINDOW
FROM THE HIGHWAY
YOU TURN MY HEAD AND SET THE BRAKE TOO LATE
RELEASE THE TEARS OF METRIC TONS
THE CRASH. IT COMES.
AND POURS DOWN MY PUBLIC FACE
BEHIND A RESERVOIR OF COLLARBONES
AND FORMS TWO PRIVATE LAKES
BABY, I’M AFRAID

YOUR ORBIT IS SO EASY
YOU HAVEN’T GAINED A DAY
WE’RE TWO SELF FULFILLING PROPHECIES
WHO DON’T EVEN HAVE EACH OTHER
NOT THAT WE WOULD EVER GET AWAY WITH IT
Track Name: Gumball Blue
SO SORRY FOR THE TROUBLE
THE TIMES WE’VE BEEN AFRAID OF EACH OTHER
BECAUSE WE DIDN’T UNDERSTAND
ALL THE SPELLS WE CAST WITHOUT TRYING
WE PUSHED THROUGH
SHIPWRECK IN MY LAP
SORRY STAINS MY MOUTH
GUMBALL BLUE

THROUGH DAMP BODIES CRAMMED IN TIMES SQUARE
I LOGGED A FURIOUS PATH ONE-HANDED
TO A HOTEL WITH NO ONE WAITING
BUT ME, AND ME AND MY WHOLE LIFE, A FEVER
..AND THE PHONE
HOW WAS I TO KNOW?
SORRY STAINS MY MOUTH
GUMBALL BLUE

WHEN STRANGERS SAY I LOVE YOU
YOUR BANISHED TO A PLANET WITH NO SOUND
NO SOUND

BUT YOU COME BACK FOR ME
SOMETIMES ONLY FOR YOUR OWN PIECE OF MIND
SOMETIMES WHERE THERE’S SMOKE..
IT’S JUST A SMOKE MACHINE, HONEY

I’VE LIVED SINGING YOUR SONGS
LONG LEGGED MAZES AND ENGLISH GEOMETRY
DARING NOT CONSIDER WE WERE HERE
SHOULD WE BREAK SPELLS WITHOUT TRYING
WE CUT OUR LASERS SHORT AT CRYING
AND KINDLY BANISH
THIS SOUNDLESS PLANET
TO STAIN THE EDGES OF THE NEBULA
GUMBALL BLUE

ANOTHER HAPPY NEW YEAR
Track Name: Dirty Diamond
FOUND THESE IN A BOX AT THE BUS STOP
MY NAME’S AT THE BOTTOM
BUT IM NOWHERE TO BE FOUND
I REALLY GET AROUND THEY SAY..

SO I TAKE THESE SIGHTLESS CREATURES HOME
AND I FEAR THEM SO TO TREMBLE
FOR I’M NO MOTHER, I
JUST SOME RANDOM DEFENDER

I REMEMBER RUNNIN’ CHEST-HIGH
IN THE STEPPE GRASS
AT THE DAWN OF MAN
WHEN WE GOT ALONG

WE RACED ALONG THE GROUND
I CHASED IT OUT OF TOWN
THE SUN’S THE MEANEST EASY TARGET THAT I KNOW..

WE PLAYED A TENDER GAME
OF "KISSING COBRA TAG”
WE SLEPT ASTRIDE OUR HORSES
TIED FAST IN THEIR MANES

MY FRIEND WOULD TOUCH MY FACE
AND LEAVE A STAR OR TWO
THE YEARS LEFT CONSTELLATIONS
OF OUR WILD LANGUAGE

WHAT DROVE THE SUN AWAY?
I’M FAR TO SMALL TO KNOW
A GASLIGHT’S WINTER
MARCHES ON REFINERY LEGS..

AND WHAT CAN I TELL YOU NOW?
IT SPED AWAY ALONG THE CANAL
AND DRUMMED MOSQUITO CLOUDS
FROM THEIR DENS OF HOT TIRES
FOR MILES..

OH, PETROLEUM
YOU'RE THE TOP PREDATOR NOW
SOVERIGN, LOVER, LIAR..
BUT YOU’RE UNINSPIRED TOO
ACCORDING TO YOUR ANTHEM, YOU..

OH, PETROLEUM
YOU’RE THE TOP PREDATOR NOW
AND I AM JUST DESIRE

YES, ONE DIRTY DIAMOND
SOME RANDOM DEFENDER
I SOLD MY FLESH THAT I MIGHT DIE
SO THE WORLD WILL SPIN
AND MY CUBS WON’T CRY
I HAVE TO BE THE SUN FOR THEM
OH, PETROLEUM..
YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL
BUT SO AM I

I’M A DIRTY DIAMOND LYING LOOKING AT THE SKY
Track Name: Oracle of The Maritimes
I PLANNED A DREAM INSIDE A DREAM
WITH YOUR UNCLE
A FISHERMAN WHO DIED
"THE ORACLE OF THE MARITIMES”

TOO CLOUDY TO SEE FIREWORKS
WE WOULD RIDE
A CHEST OF DRAWERS INTO THE WAVES
HIS GRANITE HAND HELD MINE

I ASKED HIM HOW TO TELL YOU
HOW MUCH I COULD LOVE YOU
CAUSE I’VE NEVER BEEN SO SURE OF ANYTHING

SOMETIMES I FEEL SO BEAUTIFUL
IT’S STRANGE
FOR A TOMBOY..
BRUISES UP HER LEGS
YOUR BIG HAND HOLDS MY FACE

SOMETIMES I FEEL SO UGLY
I’M AFRAID
WORRY NESTING IN MY HAIR
SHEDDING LIKE A CHRISTMAS TREE
SURELY THERE’S A REAL WOMAN
COMING TO ERASE ME

THERE’S NO WAY I COULD TELL YOU
HOW MUCH I COULD LOVE YOU
CAUSE I’VE NEVER BEEN SO SCARED OF ANYTHING

AND I’M NOT EVEN WEARING UNDERWEAR
IN NO WAY EXOTIC
I JUST FORGOT TO
AND I’M TOO MUCH FOR PEOPLE
SO I GAUGE
AND SHOUT MY THOUGHTS
TO YOU FROM A DISTANCE

THAT’S NO WAY TO TELL YOU
HOW MUCH I COULD LOVE YOU
THOUGH I’VE NEVER BEEN SO SURE OF ANYTHING

HE LET GO OF MY HAND
AND PASSED ME AN OAR
THE ORACLE OF THE MARITIMES
HE SAID "COME ON SWEET GIRL
LET’S FIND YOU AN OCEAN
THAT GOES WITH YOUR EYES"
Track Name: Winnie
I’M HERE TO TELL YOU A STORY
I’M HERE TO TELL YOU A LIE
MY POETRY’S WEAK AND I KNOW IT
I WAS DROP DEAD SAD AND CRAZY SOMETIMES
SO I FUCKED OFF
WAYWARD CANNON
TO THE SEA..

ON LAND I WAS JUST AN APPETITE
ALL THAT STARTED AS A JOKE NOW RULED ME
SICK ON CHRONIC MATHEMATICS
I JUST WANTED TO FEEL MUSIC

A FEVER DELIVERED ME FROM THE FLU
THE NIGHT HAG’S HANDS SPREAD LOVINGLY
PULLING THE CAPE FROM THE SUNRISE
REVEALING A BANK OF WARSHIPS CALLED “SHE”

LESS WARLIKE THEN RECKLESS I REALIZED
NO WEAPONS WERE DRAWN THAT I COULD SEE
SAVE THE BLAZING STARE OF THEIR CAPTAIN
WHO HELD LIGHTNING CAPTIVE
FRIM IN HER TEETH

I LOOKED OFF THE EDGE OF THE WORLD
I SAW THE GIRL WHO CHANGED EVERYTHING
THAT’S WHEN I MET WINNIE
I WANTED TO BE HER SAILOR’S TATTOO

SHE SANG ME A SONG THAT WAS TOO SAD FOR SOME
STRUCK UP THE BAND AND FILLED UP HER LUNGS
HER MOUTH WAS SHARP AS THE RIB OF A STAR
AS SHE TOLD NO TAME TRUTHS
THAT WOULD BREAK OUR OWN HEARTS

“WE WERE WARRIORS!
WE CLOTHED OURSELVES IN THE GUTS OF OUR ENEMIES
WHO'D NO RESPECT FOR THE WILD!"
“WARRIORS!
LONG BEFORE HOT WIRE, SAFARI PARK HUSBANDRY..
AND THE JOY RAN THROUGH US LIKE A WELDERS FLUX
WE JUST WANTED TO BE MUSIC!"

HER GRAVITY PULLED UP MY SAD REMAINS
INTO THE CURVE OF CUNNING BOW
I’VE LOVED YOU SO LONG, WINNIE
I WANT TO BE YOUR SAILOR’S TATTOO
I’VE LOVED YOU SO LONG, WINNIE..
BLURRING, SOFTLY INTO YOU
Track Name: Sleep All Summer
WEARY SUN, SLEEP TONIGHT, GO CRASHING INTO THE OCEAN
CUT THE LINE THAT TIES THE TIDE AND MOON, ANCIENT AND BLUE
WE TAKE OUR EMPTY HEARTS AND FILL THEM UP WITH BROKEN THINGS
TO HANG ON HUMMING WIRE LIKE CHEAP LAMPS DOWN A DEAD END STREET
CLOSE YOUR WEARY EYES UNTIL THE WINTERTIME
AND EVERY TIME WE TURN AWAY IT HITS ME LIKE A TIDAL WAVE
I WOULD CHANGE FOR YOU BUT, BABE, THAT DOESN'T MEAN I'M GONNA BE A BETTER MAN
GIVE THE OCEAN WHAT I TOOK FROM YOU SO ONE DAY YOU COULD FIND IT IN THE SAND
AND HOLD IT IN YOUR HANDS AGAIN
COLD WAYS KILL COOL LOVERS
STRANGE WAYS WE USED EACH OTHER
WHY WON'T YOU FALL BACK IN LOVE WITH ME?
THERE AIN'T NO WAY WE'RE GONNA FIND ANOTHER
THE WAY WE SLEEP ALL SUMMER
SO WHY WON'T YOU FALL BACK IN LOVE WITH ME?
COMBING OVER BROKEN CROSS I HELD ON YOU
HAUNTED BY THE GHOST OF SOMETHING NEW
CURTAINS FALL, FASHIONS FADE, AN ENDLESS SUMMER OVER
ANOTHER TIDE TO LAUNCH AN AUTUMN MOON OVER THE DUNES
THERE MUST BE A BETTER WAY TO PULL A HOME APART
TO KEEP THE WALLS FROM CAVING IN
ANOTHER WAY TO WHILE AWAY FROM YOU, FROZEN AND BLUE
CLOSE YOUR WEARY EYES UNTIL THE WINTERTIME
BUT EVERY TIME WE TURN AWAY IT SURGES LIKE A TIDAL WAVE
I WOULD CHANGE FOR YOU BUT, BABE, THAT DOESN'T MEAN I'M GONNA BE A BETTER MAN
GIVE THE OCEAN WHAT I TOOK FROM YOU SO ONE DAY YOU COULD FIND IT IN THE SAND
AND HOLD IT IN YOUR HANDS AGAIN
COLD WAYS KILL COOL LOVERS
STRANGE WAY WE USE EACH OTHER
WHY WON'T YOU FALL BACK IN LOVE WITH ME?
THERE AIN'T NO WAY WE'RE GONNA FIND ANOTHER
THE WAY WE SLEEP ALL SUMMER
WHY WON'T YOU FALL BACK IN LOVE WITH ME?
Track Name: My Uncle's Navy
THERE’S MEMORIES I’D PAY TO REMOVE
I’D CUT THEM OUT MYSELF
IF THAT WERE POSSIBLE
THE KIND YOU CRY YOURSELF BLIND ABOUT
THE KIND THAT CHOKE YOU OUT
CHOKE YOU OUT

I HAD AN UNCLE WHO WAS NOT BY BLOOD
HE LOVED TO SCARE ALL THE LITTLE GIRLS AWAY
AND IF YOU’RE TENDER-HEARTED
YOU SHOULD STOP THE TAPE
STOP THE TAPE

HE PULLED THE HEADS OFF OF GARTER SNAKES
I CRIED SO HELPLESS FOR THOSE
SILENT CREATURES
TWISTING AWAY FROM
THE HORROR

IN THE TARPIT SEA
MEMORIES WEAR THICK COATS
THE KIND THAT PULL YOU DOWN
BUT IN REFUSING TO DROWN
YOU’RE CHOKED INTO THE SHAPE OF
A SAILOR

DEPUTIZED BY THE CRUEL GOD OF CHILDREN
NO RUNNING WATER IN HIS SOUL..
JUST A HOLE
THAT ECHOED WHEN HE’D CALL YOUR NAME
FROM DOWN THE HALL

HIS NAME WAS A COMMAND
THAT CUTS THE EARS OFF FIGHTING DOGS
AND WIPES THE KNIFE
ON HIS MILITIA PANTS

MERCUROCHROME AND MERTHIOLATE STAINS, OH
MERCUROCHROME AND MERTHIOLATE STANS, OH

AND HE’S BRAGGIN’ ALL THE WHILE
“IF I SAY THAT BLACK IS BLUE, IT’S BLUE.
BLACK IS BLUE, IF I SAY IT IS.”

I NEVER WONDERED WHAT MADE HIM THAT WAY
BULLIES ARE NOT BORN
THEY ARE PRESSED INTO A FORM
AND I HATED THOSE WHO GAVE HIM ACCESS
TO OUR DAYS
THE ONES WHO DID NOTHIN’
I STILL CAN’T LOVE THEM

MERCUROCHROME AND MERTHIOLATE STAINS, OH
MERCUROCHROME AND MERTHIOLATE STANS, OH
Track Name: Pitch or Honey
I HEAR OVERTONES
THAT MAKE THIS ANOTHER SONG
OUT OF REACH OF HUMAN HANDS
WE DON’T HAVE CONTROL

I USE MAJOR CHORDS
TO MAKE THIS A SADDER SONG
AN EFFECTIVE MANIPULATION
MOONLIGHT REFLECTED IS MANY TIMES STRONGER

I WROTE THIS SONG FOR ME
BUT NOW I LET IT GO
FROM THE ISLAND OF THE TEXACO
I RELEASE IT INTO THE CUSTODY
OF MY HUCKLEBERRY FRIEND

AM I MAKING PITCH OR HONEY?
I’VE NO IDEA WHY I FEEL STRONG
AM I MAKING PITCH OR HONEY?


"IT’S THE GIFT THAT KEEPS ON GETTING
THAT’S THE SHRAPNEL FROM YOUR WEDDING," SHE SAID

HEY, I LOVE YOU BETTER WHEN YOU’RE WILD
IT SUIT’S YOU BETTER IF I SAY SO
I HEAR OVERTONES THAT MAKE THIS ANOTHER SONG
OUT OF REACH OF HUMAN HANDS
WE DON’T HAVE CONTROL

WHEN I AM DARK AND I AM DOWN
AS DARK AND DOWN AS I AM NOW
THE ONLY THING THAT MAKES ME SMILE
IS TO REMEMBER
THAT I’M BELOVED OF THE WILD

AND MAY YOU EVER RETURN
TO THE WARMTH OF YOUR SPECIES

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