Black Record (2015)

Waiting For The Snow
Black culture is bankrupt.
White folks lost their spine.
Muslims want to kill us all
and you're no friend of mine.

You're not my friend and that is fine.
Black girls are talking about it, baby
a different world, another time.

There's ships in the night.
There's signs in the sky.
There's some bottomless holes out there
and you're no friend of mine.

You're not my friend and that is fine.
Black girls are talking about us, maybe
a different world, another time.

I'm sitting here and I'm waiting for the snow.
That's no metaphor.
That's-something-you'll-never-know
is something you'll never know.

You're not my friend and that is fine.
Black girls are talking about it, baby
a different world, another time.

Monkeys are pushing buttons.
Strippers are marking time.
Info Babe is smiling at me.
Honey, you're friend of mine.

Writers: Akita - Bell - Mehlman - Siperko - Thomas.
© 2015 Fire Songs, under license from Ubu Projex.
Lyrics by David Thomas.



Welcome To The New Dark Ages
Pagan gods, voodoo news.
Hip hop grannies with the cheap tattoos.
Weasel poll, pajama troll.
Paint by number, that's the plot of the show.

Fools rush in, worlds collide.
Culture's a weapon, mass suicide.
Disney drone global view.
Foodie porn in stiletto shoes.

Protest 'bot, vested view.
Dogma prigs and the world they choose.
Data chaff, Flame War II.
Who's gonna be the smartest man in the room?

Lights are dim, hysteria rages.
Welcome, honey, to the true Dark Ages.

Yucksters swoon, hip radio.
We're all sharing now, you can't say, No.
Turn it off, get rebred.
All that crap gets inside your head.
Selfie souls, people doze.
Emperor is wearing new designer clothes.

Why it's so dim, hysteria rages.
Welcome, honey, to the true Dark Ages.
Lights are dim, hysteria rages.
Welcome, honey, to the true Dark Ages.
Lights are dim, hystoria rages.
Welcome, honey, to the true Dark Ages.

Free to speak, just comply.
Witch Finder heresies multiply.
Galileo, "No warming yet."
Pope in a panic says, "I'll have his neck!"

Lights are dim, historia rages.
Welcome, honey, to the true Dark Ages.
Lights are dim, historia rages.
Welcome, honey, to the true Dark Ages.

Writers: Akita - Bell - Mehlman - Siperko - Thomas.
© 2015 Fire Songs, under license from Ubu Projex.
Lyrics by David Thomas.



Sonic Reducer
I don't need anyone.
Don't need no mom and dad.
Don't need no pretty face.
Don't need no human race.
I got some news for you.
I don't even need you, too.

I've got my dull machine.
Got my electronic dream.
Sonic Reducer. Ain't no loser.
Sonic Reducer. Ain't no looser.

People out on the street
they don't know who I am.
I watch them from my room.
They just pass me by.
I'm not just anyone.
I'm not just anyone.

I've got my dull machine.
Got my electronic dream.
Sonic Reducer. Ain't no loser.
Sonic Reducer. Ain't no looser.

I'll be a pharaoh soon.
Rule from some golden tomb.
Things will be different then.
The sun wil rise for me.
Then I'll be ten feet tall
and you'll be nothing at all.

I've got my dull machine.
Got my electronic dream.
Sonic Reducer. Ain't no loser.
Sonic Reducer. Ain't no looser.

Writers: O'Connor - Thomas.
© 1977 Larry Spier Music.
Lyrics by David Thomas.



I Keep A File On You
I have a pigeon hole soul
a good piece of furniture
stained black and blue.
I've got a slot for you.

I have a rock and roll soul.
Hard times on the radio
but I'd love you to know
I've got some time for you.

I have a Fortean soul
the full blown rodeo
including clowns that glow.
I keep a file on you.

Writers: Akita - Bell - Mehlman - Siperko - Thomas.
© 2015 Fire Songs, under license from Ubu Projex.
Lyrics by David Thomas.



Nugefinger
Does the Daddio see her?
Let the Daddio see her.

Each time I see her
she fractures the room.
If I try to deceive her
she lowers the boom.

Writers: Akita - Bell - Mehlman - Siperko - Thomas.
© 2015 Fire Songs, under license from Ubu Projex.
Lyrics by David Thomas.



Spooky
I've got a girl named K.
She's got some funny kinds of ways.
Her eyes are blue.
Her scars are shiny.
She reads the news
and her eyes get tiny.

Yeah, it's spooky.
It's creepy.
It's spooky how I love her so.

I've got a girl named K.
Know what? I don't know what to say.
First time I see her
she's singing with the radio.
Such a pile of crap.
I say, Baby there's no way you oughta about know this.

It's spooky.
You know it's kind of weird.
It's spooky how I love her so.

I've got a girl, a girl named K.
I don't know there's all that much to say.
We got it pretty good.
Parts are aligning.
In the fissures of the gloom
there's a whole lot of reassigning going on.

Yeah, it's kinda spooky.
Uh, actually kind of creepy.
It's kind of spooky I love her so.

I've got a girl, a girl named K.
I'm gonna love her come what may.
I say, I don't need you
I don't even want you.
She says, Honey
that's how I'm gonna keep you.

It's kinda spooky.
You know it's kinda queer
It's sorta spooky how I love her so.

Will she dream about me even when I am gone?

Writers: Akita - Bell - Mehlman - Siperko - Thomas.
© 2015 Fire Songs, under license from Ubu Projex.
Lyrics by David Thomas.



Coopy (Schrödinger's Refrigerator)
Whatcha got in your refrigerator?
I'm a foot fall man, I'm a Alligator,
I got no real plans, I'm a denominator.
I'm a hound in a hell, I'm a separator.

You're the best thing, baby
that I never had.
That's a whole lot of nothing
and it's going bad.

Well, the old man crows,
That's the devil that you know.
Yeah, the old man crows,
That's the devil that you know.

If there really is nothing, honey,
nothing left to see,
I'm gonna climb back down
off the itchy tree.

Don't it sound like living, oh well,
on the top of a bubble?
As good as my word is,
that's nothing but trouble.

Well, the old man crows,
That's the devil that you know.

Now the object here is
never to name it.
Where the mystery resides, yeah yeah,
that's where it's remaining.

That's the devil that you know.

Whatcha got in your refrigerator?
I don't look inside, I'm no interrogator.
That's a hand on the handle, I'm a terminator.
I will see you later, I'm a Alligator.

Not look inside.

Writers: Akita - Bell - Mehlman - Siperko - Thomas
© 2015 Fire Songs, under license from Ubu Projex
Lyrics by David Thomas



Hawk Full Of Soul
It's a trick of the heart
just to get what it wants
yet it's harder to know what I know what I know.

My heart is at sea
and my head is a stone.
In the face of a storm another Jonah is thrown.

It's the stupidest things
that will humble a man.
Then someone will say that I am what I am.

Won't you bring me more lies?
Won't you be good to me?
I will cling unto thee unto thee unto thee.

It's like a bird of prey
shadows on the sun.
If i let it fly how the blood will run.

My heart is at sea
and my head is a stone.
In the face of a storm another Jonah is thrown.

It's the stupidest things
that will humble a man.
Then someone will say that I am what I am.

Won't you bring me more lies?
Won't you be good to me?
I will cling unto thee unto thee unto thee.

In my heart is a sea.
In my head is a stone.
In the face of a storm another Jonah is thrown.

It's the stupidest things
that will humble a man.
Then someone will say that I am what I am.

Won't you bring me more lies?
Won't you be good to me?
I will cling unto thee unto thee unto thee.
It's like a bird of prey
shadows on the sun.
If I let it fly how the blood will run.

Writers: Akita - Bell - Mehlman - Siperko - Thomas
© 2015 Fire Songs, under license from Ubu Projex
Lyrics by David Thomas



Read It And Weep
I talked to my friends
You know they told me again
That you'd just treat me bad
That you'd just make me sad

Listen to you and all your sweet lies
If I'd listened to them you know well I'd never cry
They told me again, again and again

Well, I came by your place
Late last night
Yeah, I saw you kiss him
He held you so tight

Listen to you and all your sweet lies
If I'd listened to them you know well I'd never cry
Yeah they told me again, oh again and again
You know they told me again, I should have listened to them
Like this

Well this is goodbye girl
No more will I cry
No I won't hang around
I won't be your clown
(uh-uh)

Listened to them and now I told you goodbye
You can read it and weep, girl
It's your turn to cry
They told me again, oh, again and again
You know they told me again and I listened to them
(ha ha ha)

Writer: Bell
© Fire Songs, under license from Hearpen Music
Lyrics by Craig Bell



Parking Lot At The Rainbow's End
I'll see you at the rainbow's end.
I'm gonna be in the parking lot.
I'll see you at the rainbow's end.
I'm gonna be the one changing tires.
I'm gonna be the one changing the tires for you.

I'll see you at the rainbow's end.
I won't be there very long.
I'll see you at the rainbow's end.
I don't have the time to hang around.
I don't have the time to wait for you very much longer.

I'll see you at the rainbow's end.
I'm gonna be in the parking lot.
I'll see you at the rainbow's end.
I'll be the one who's changing the tires.
I'm gonna be the one changing the tires for you.

Writers: Akita - Bell - Mehlman - Siperko - Thomas
© 2015 Fire Songs, under license from Ubu Projex
Lyrics by David Thomas

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