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Live @ The Bowery Electric: 3/24/18

Songs & Lyrics

1. Floyd Patterson

Ready to brawl
Took a standing eight count
You can’t knock me out
I won’t allow it

I know I’m wrong
To seek sweet vengeance
But its just business
My endowment

The contender today
Can be champ tomorrow
And the champ yesterday
Hits the canvas harder

On my own
After getting knocked out
You left no doubt
We’re a split decision

Posing as unknown
Fake beard and sunglasses
I’m badly beaten
But I’m not finished

Well I’ve been fighting
And I’ve been winning
And I am aiming
To be champ for the third time
I’m not your villain
Just a gentleman
You better repent
If you think something’s wrong
With me getting mine

Politics
They don’t exist
When my opponent and I
Are fitted with gloves
Baby it broke my heart
When you spoke of revolution
As if it were bigger than
Our love

Wish I knew
The right words
But fighting’s what I do
Though I had to fight
For everything I got
I never wanted to
Fight you

The contender today
Can be champ tomorrow
And the champ yesterday
Hits the canvas harder

2. Intimate Secrecy

It’s a casting call
For the bourgeois
The motivation’s alienation
Expressed demographically

Assigned a file
Investigating destiny
A subject in denial
Like we’re meant to be

Well I want to find
The right leather gloves for me
I’m going to blindfold you
So I can finally see

Concrete never sleeps
Took a loan out on my dreams
Does it turn you on?
It turns me on
Our intimate secrecy

In the meeting
The boss said we’re a team
I’m a sense-maker
On a cheap salary

I’m lucky to be here
We talk about TV
Before we burrow underground
To go to our next place to be

Well I’m in a bind
Too many promises to keep
I’m going to gag your mouth
So I can finally speak
Does it turn you on?
It turns me on
Our intimate secrecy

The price we pay
For pleasure’s
A step too steep
Does it turn me on?
It turns me on
Our secret intimacy

3. The Composer

On my winter beach
The sand turns to ash
And the permanent sea
Whispers to me
The difference between
Fate and destiny

My violent tides inside
Led me onto the 7 train line
And your silhouette against a neon sign
Advertising an unsolved crime
Investigated by time
You will be mine

Amie, can’t you see?
I’m scoring the new
Spider-Man movie
We’ll have silver sown in our backs
Gold encrusted spines
We’ll wander down Broadway
You can play my (bride)

The pop porno was loud
So I started reading your lips
We shared a margarita kiss
To prove we exist
With our mariachi hips
Dancing over the abyss

My tide was high
Before I lost my mind
After the recession
The pyramid procession
Coercing his confession
Without learning our lesson

We ran and hid
In Rockaway
You got clean
And wanted to stay
But I said you were a slave
Quit the game
I’d understand too late
Loneliness is the sister of shame

Red Carpets
Clean money
You called me
Your honey
I wanted it to work
Wanted to keep it together
I really thought that money
Had me
Feeling better

Amie, can’t you see?
I’m scoring the new
Spider-Man movie
We’ll have silver sown in our backs
Gold encrusted spines
We’ll wander down Broadway
You can play my bride

4. Emily & Bobby Lee

Well Emily
Draws a family
On the sidewalk
With chalk

She writes apologies
To her bloody knees
And wishes you knew how
To talk

Her friends had decided
On a world divided
And held close the dust
Death does stalk

Her life was evidence
Understood as common sense
Fear haunting her
Lonely school-walk

Growing, fifteen
With friends and alone
In need of love
And a stranger at home

They say

Leave it
To the
Adults
Leave it
To the
Adults

Well, Bobby Lee
Prays to a father in the army
He’s a hero they say
And deserves appreciation

They remind the son
Dad’s work is never done
Heroes have obligations
In this nation

Yeah the war was properly planned
A child couldn’t understand
Men fight to uphold
Our democratic creation

One generation protects another
Like the older protects the younger
We have rules and laws
Our declaration

Yeah this country can protect
Our young and defenseless
That was always the point
The implied message

So do you realize why
Father is away?
So you can be free
In the land of the brave

Do you see now?
You will be safe
You will be safe
Go to school, child
You’ll be safe

Just leave it
To the
Adults
Leave it
To the
Adults

5. Coney Island Moonlight

Coney Island moonlight
Steel fingertips shining bright

They face the sky from an open palm
At midnight when the boardwalk’s calm

Took the Q to Cortelyou
And you said we had to be through

Wither true & untrue
On Ocean Avenue
Our empty rendezvous
You’re someone & no one too
Upon any hour through
In a day they call new
For the survivors few
And I’m the card you drew

Lonesome and wanting to sob
Waiting on a word from God

I’m so anonymously yours
Eying you while the crowd roars

While you perform your burlesque
You & I know we’ll never have their respect

Chorus

6. Usually

This machine
Keeps talking
And your killer
Is stalking
Through the fields
Of our American dreams

My education’s
Performance art
My reflection’s
On the boulevard
In ghost initials
Etched in their margins

And when we met on the street
Your face
It snapped into tight focus

And when we danced at discreet
Our pace
Was simultaneous slow-motion

And I
Usually run x2

But not from you

So the demagogue’s
Gone wireless
And the resistance is tireless
While I feel empty
For being simply disgusted

But you’re double
At the liquor store
Keeps the landlord
From our jammed front-door
While we wait on your twenty in-progress

And when we feel our defeat
Our trace
Is like bait in the ocean

They swarm our retreat
Our space
Is their abstract notion

And I
Usually run x2

But not without you
But not without you

The bells, the bells
They’re ringing
The bells
They’re ringing
For our love
And the bells, the bells
Are ringing
The cardinals are
Signing
For our love

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#22: American Affection

This is the ending of ‘Alias Intact.’ Thank you so much for listening & reading. Happy writing to you.

……………

4 AM in Colonial town
Nazi’s hit the memorial fountain
I consider my American affection
Early nineties neon
Family ice cream at Magic Mountain

Of the bibliographic constellations
In our gray illumination
Our common prayer
A repeated incantation
Our pledge of allegiance
A monotone statement

And when is our final paper due?
Deconstructing a
Three word
English term
I love you

1. I want a one-beer buzz
To feel less severe
Life was so much softer
With your whisper
In my ear

2. I want to feel young
Before this pitiful reveal
When your body
And my body
Came alive
Through feel

Its winter now
And will be next year too
Like all the lies
They sold us
Will never be true

The euphoria’s fleeting
When uploaded into a machine
We had a heartfelt investment
To teach our machine
More beautiful dreams

Conclusion


#21: Under the red, white & blue

I made the decision
To love you
In a hellfire of jet fuel
Amid the dust of two towers
Protected by military rule

I made the decision
To love you
During the battle of Antietam
In formation with a bachelor orphan
Asking me to grieve him

I made the decision
To love you
During the first desert storm
When we screwed in our gas masks
Atop the clothes our bodies
Wore

Chorus:

And so we wander together
Beyond the moon’s gaze
Beneath the tree line
Between the lamp-light
Through the park’s maze
And so with my boy hands
I gently caress your face
It’s really been decades
Since the bottom
Of that spiral staircase
And you remind me
I’m dreaming
That I will soon
Be awake
We’ve been over
Awhile
Whether it was right or
A mistake
It doesn’t matter
That

I made the decision
To love you
In the shadow of Plymouth Rock
While secretly practicing witchcraft
Which we will never stop

I made the decision
To love you
Sipping Sangaree in Yorktown
Perfect drunk and delirious
Waving my round hat around

I made the decision
To love you
After the republic was gone
Because there can never be another you
And there will always be another Babylon

Chorus

I made the decision
To love you (x2)
I made the decision (x3)
Yeah
To love you (x3)
Yeah
To love you (x3)
Yeah
Love you love you (x3)
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah


#20: Intimate Secrecy

It’s a casting call
For the bourgeois
My motivation’s alienation
Expressed demographically

Assigned a file
On destiny
A subject in denial
Like we’re meant to be

Well I want to find
The right leather gloves for me
I’m going to blindfold you
So I can finally see

Concrete never sleeps
Does it turn you on?
It turns me on
Our intimate secrecy

In the meeting
The boss said we’re a team
I’m a sense-maker
On a cheap salary

I’m just lucky to be here
We talk about TV
Before we burrow underground
For our next place to be

Well I’m in a bind
Too many promises to keep
Gonna gag your mouth
So I can finally speak
Does it turn you on?
It turns me on
Our intimate secrecy

The price we pay
For pleasure’s
A step too steep
Does it turn me on?
It turns me on
Our secret intimacy


#16: Rapunzel

Well it was forty-five
Past midnight
The bouncers had just
Ended a fight
You materialize
In the stage-light
Sit at the piano
And plink That’s Life

I swear you appear to be
A mirage to me
Wearing an Arabian dress
And rosary beads
With a pink guitar pick
Between your teeth
Playing like falling rain
Patient certainty

Then you spit the pick
In the palm of your hand
And stride over
To the microphone stand
Tune the house guitar
Strum This Land is Your Land
Singing your own lyrics
About Afghanistan

1.Hey Rapunzel
Come down
From your tower
Return to me
At this witching hour
Sing to me
Your song of tender power
I need you

You sing like a volcano
Erupting honey
Lyrics raw
Concerning blood money
Your closing line
Eurydice can judge me
You put me in tune
With my heartbeat

Well I approach the stage
After your set
You’re like lightening up there
What can I expect?
I’m just a thin white man
You could see as a threat
But you’re convivially curious
All you want’s a drink and a friend

Well we talk until
Its thirty past three
You, the bartender, and me
A holy trinity
I ask for a date tomorrow
Please be free
Let’s talk forever about
Religion, death, and comedy

2. Hey Rapunzel
May I have
Your address?
I didn’t get your number
And I must confess
Without your voice
I am under duress
I need you

Well her eyes turned down
And she calmly explained
She lives in a tower
And can only descend for a stage
If there’s no stage
She evaporates
It was the bargain she made
To reverse her fate

I ask Fred the bartender
If he slipped us some LSD
He said come on now
I’m a man of dignity
She left her tip
Said I knew you wouldn’t believe me
I always get your admiration
I never have your sympathy

She doesn’t say goodbye
Just departs immediately
And I’m still fumbling for an apology
Not thinking expediently
I’m trailing her silhouette
Shouting please, wait for me
And when I get to the sidewalk
I only see the indifferent city

3. Hey Rapunzel
I built a stage
In the middle of Washington Square
And now the skaters can’t skate
Nor can the folkies and junkies
Congregate
Until you re-animate
I need you

She’s such a knockout talent
And she actually talked to me
But now she’s gone and I’m just staring
At this family of gutter leaves
Dancing and swirling
Then falling in the breeze
Performing for that moment
Before retiring for eternity

All these nights I search
But haven’t found her again
Walking uptown to down
From Silvana to the Bitter End
If I could have believed
Or made myself pretend
I know she was real
The prophesized amend

All the while dreaming
About us on a fire escape
Her hair between my fingers
Upon her back a starry cape
Then we hold each other close
And simply fly away
Above the bodies and the buildings
This city of love and hate


#13: Endy Chavez

A poetry reading.


#8: Stem of Time

A gray afternoon
On Fifth Avenue
Where dreams and reality
Rendezvous
The homeless man
Wants to dance
With you
While you walk through
Filament truths
You thought knew

The folkies negotiate
Their record contracts
While slugging pills
For panic attacks
God forbid their truth is a lie
Like those secrets kept
Between you and I

Ten pretty lyricists
Atop Carnegie Hall
Tangled in parachutes
Thrashing for their fall
Meaning means nothing
At all

And on the stem
Of Time
You and I
Comprise a 21st Century
Lullaby
Though the roots are strong
The stem does bend
We climb and we don’t know why
For the rose
That must be our end

Another twilight
Over Riverside Drive
The fortress shines
Like it could be alive
An accident ahead
A stranger might’ve died
You are impatient
Because you need
To drive

Back to the neighborhood
You want to escape
Where they haven’t calculated love
Without their hate
And your meat is waiting
Don’t be late
For all the ways you call
Emptiness fate

And what you deem ambition
Annihilates the self
Because your happiness
Is owned by someone else
In you, I loved me
Naturally
In the age of media
Connection’s an anomaly

Now you are gone
And I drive alone
Passenger seat empty
I could call you on the phone
I want to but I can’t
And I know I won’t
And you will and you might
But you don’t

I never wanted you to be a ghost to me
We were young and we were flesh
And for a second we were free
Now I am once again
Someone like me
Rubbing static crumbs of light
Within America’s dream


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