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THE ANTS | IDEABREAKER
lyrics

BOOTHEEL

The brightest live by the sea
they go there to take their place in the history
of running from their homeland
looking for something they can understand
Listen to the nightbirds sing
listen to the nightbirds singing warnings
warning you about your plans
they say, plans are embarrasing
plans they just weigh our wings down
we make them and break them and change them
The homespun live in the bootheel
they're living and farming on the river silt
early to bed and early to rise
keep your own space kid and don't ask why
Listen to the nightbirds sing
listen to the nightbirds singing glory
glory unto your plans
they say, plans aren't embarrasing
plans they don't weigh our wings down
we make them and break them and change them
People hiding, hiding in the city
people hiding, hiding in the country
people hiding, hiding in the college
They're hiding in the army, yeah
People hide their real lives, they don't
they protect their space
people hide their real lives, they don't
they protect their ways
people live their lies

SATISFACTION

Red is the popular color of love
said the uptight lady
he told the uptight lady he'd pray for her
He looked people in the eyes when he thanked them
and he looked them in the eyes in conversation
and when anybody complimented him he looked at them
There are animals preying
what are they after
some satisfaction
Satisfaction, sweet satisfaction
Red is the popular color of love
said the uptight lady
she talks while she reads magazines
he likes the comfort of a permanent option
and someone with whom to be seen
and they cream
So put down those bright colored coatracks
and shine up those chrome plated hubcaps
It's a safe road you're walking

DE LA MANCHA

Traveling the back country with a fool
chosen because I'm less than a fool in your eyes
and we're rigged up with a powder keg
you have a horse and I have a mule
what shall we set out to accomplish, my friend
Ghost people are floating along the ground
with poison butterfly yo-yos and they're hunting us down
I can't remember how to kill them
you say we're fine if we don't make a sound
someone shot one in the face with a shotgun
That seemed to work, my friend
Oh yeah, that seemed to work my friend
What shall we set out to accomplish, my friend
it's likely we'll never be here again
we are beaten, but we have not stopped trying
you are learning and then you are dying
Late one night as I let go of the bridge
I thought, this is the biggest mistake of my life
in an empty room, nothing to accompany
I will sleep till I cannot lie down anymore
Are you as bad as the robber when you eat from the feast
the robber is giving from the things he has stolen
I'm asking cause I'm in the city now
wandering the streets with a briefcase and gun
I'm in the city now
and I'm addicted to murder
two girls in my house, they are drugged up and swollen
another one I'm stalking, she's taking me shopping
to buy me the tie that I'll wrap around her neck
follow her home and I stand outside her building
I shoot the wrong person, the person has fallen
run through the park and across the railroad tracks
into a bar with japanese lanterns
women in kimonos are doing line dances
I see a young lady and I sit at her table
she tells me to order some cherry wine and peach brandy
I drink from the bottle, the drinking is good

THE DONKEY TALKING ABOUT LONG EARS

Laying in the dirt in the sun watching walkers go by
blame the enlightenment
but living in the love of the moment is hard to resist
when it's why you exist
Sometimes you're outnumbered and despite the legitmacy of your beliefs
the power of your will or the love of your cause
you will not win
And you will not win

WETHED

It's the most wonderful time of the year
You got me tight around the stomach
I can feel it when it's time
relax my mind, tear down my body
And it feels so good
ease my head
swimming in conversations that I'm never going to remember
and that's not a good thing when it's the regular thing
It's the most wonderful time of the year
Wine drinking holiday time
and again I am out of my mind
talking to an oilman, standing by a trashcan
And I think you're testing me
you think you're testing me
you think I'm a little wet behind the ears
well you're so far off my friend
my whole damn head is under water
It's the most wonderful time of the year
We got the beat, we got the beat, yeah
We got defeat, we got defeat, yeah

AIRPORT '77(Camelot '99)

There is a mode of transportation that's available to me
because I have a sack full of money
I don't like to stand in lines
and I surely don't like to drive
but I've seen a lot of movies about world war two
and I know what to do with a throttle and a steering device
that pulls up when you push it down
off of the ground
And if the water's too choppy then the funeral party might get wet
well that's what you get
when you have a funeral on a boat in the ocean
because the ocean does not give a shit
if you're a model or a patriot
so get your body on the ocean floor with the garbage and the mafia hits

JESUS(taking another stab at)

Jesus is not just another song in the setlist
if you waiver, he will be your metronome
I have not been saved girl
but I'll look you in the eyes and testify
when you walk by in that tight Sunday dress girl
you're looking so fine
Fishin'
I got my line on the water and I'm waiting
cause when I'm fishin' I sit and drink and I think about dying
Drinkin'
I've been drinkin' since I was in grade school
Yeah, I've been drinkin' since I started thinking about drinkin'
Driving
when I'm driving I'm thinking about dying
Yeah, when I'm driving dying's my invisible rider
And then there are moments of nothing
and that's where Jesus comes in for most people I'm supposing
or maybe the issue could be protection
well protection from religion, that's protection I can get into
you teach the two books as if they were one
it cannot be done, you can't teach two books as one
Hollywood, District of Columbia
Hollywood, District of Columbia
Will you be my preacher?

RADIO(I ask you)

Woke up with my head propped on a wall
pants around my ankles in a bar room bathroom stall
no money in my pocket
ten miles from home
it's gonna be a long walk, but at least I'm gonna walk it alone
And what is waiting for me there
it looks the same as when it was my mother's home
climb the concrete stairs
and fall asleep on my dead mother's bed
to the radio
Skin on my hands is cracking
if I can keep from drinking till the weekend I'll be feeling fine
but Tuesdays they serve dinner at the bar room
I take my dinner there
I take my dinner with a drink or two
And what is waiting for me there
it looks the same as when it was my mother's home
climb the concrete stairs
and fall asleep on my dead mother's bed
to the radio
It's a real life, it's a real lie

SPINDLE(fathers & presidents)

Let us get into why I do not like you
for years we've gone on like kids never getting anywhere
our feelings are driving this discussion good friend
and it's damaging my love for you
It's time that we put it on the table
You're hasty and stubborn
you are incurious
you will not confess when you've been caught red-handed
How do you know, how do you know, how do you know
when you've made no sacrifice my friend
Are you ready for the tropical messiah?
You believe in fear more than you do in love
and being found out is what you're most afraid of
love loves its enemies like love loves its fears
power and fear and power and fear
Are you ready for the tropical messiah?
Well I'm ready too cause just like you I'm dead in the brain
but now it is time to go get a lap dance
a slap on the ass
loosen up baby, yeah loosen it up
obligatto, obligatto, loosen it up
cause you might get killed by the lake
a missionary might move in next door to you
The body is divided
From center to circumference the body is divided

STATUES(meat is murder, tasty tasty murder)

I'm standing at the front of the slaughterhouse kill line
first kill of the morning and I'm feeling fine
we get her with the electric stick
get her with the electric knife
blood on my boots in the morning and I'm feeling fine
Sun hasn't crossed the highway
there's moisture in the air
the kids are still sleeping, the cleaning crew is leaving
and they're bringing the first ones in
ah, bring 'em in good
and keep 'em moving
piece by piece on down the line
blood on my boots and I'm feelin' fine
Statues on the kitchen window ledge aren't bringing me down
they're giving me power
my hands are shaking, my legs are breaking
rats who sit still, the rats who run mazes
Well I'm standing on the ocean throw me a rock
standing on the ocean throw me a rock
standing on the ocean
Standing on the ocean floor
something has changed when they're telling you you're
standing in an open door staring into something you thought you knew
it's never looked this way before
Statues are you grooming me for a different season?

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