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The Second One Redux

by State Cows

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1.
This Time 05:15
Ace-to-five Your declaration The stakes are high No calling station The starting hand You’re in command Begin the master plan This time, you’re gonna hold ‘em right This time, it’s a big blind This time, you’re on a rush tonight Not for the weak Here comes the showdown The cards will speak Slow roll in fold town The second hand You’re in command Maintain the master plan This time, you’re gonna hold ‘em right This time, it’s a big blind This time, you’re on a rush tonight This time, prelogical mind It’s not your game You feel a head rush Your claim to fame Gone in a four flush A crying call You’ve lost it all Pawn your car and bet once more This time, you’re gonna hold ‘em right This time, it’s a big blind This time, you’re on a rush tonight This time, prelogical mind
2.
In the City 05:00
A night where everything is right The neon’s smiling bright Without a trace of tragedy And it’s true, I’m talking over you ‘Cause when the night is through There’s nothing but a memory In the city - no one knows your name In the city - someone else is to blame In the city - there’s no shadow on tomorrow A dream of ending the regime I woke up with a scream And thought of years gone by But alright, we’re out again tonight The past is out of sight No time to wonder why In the city - no one knows your name In the city - someone else is to blame In the city - there’s no shadow on tomorrow SOLO In the city - no one knows your name In the city - someone else is to blame In the city - you can be alone In the city - talk about it on the phone In the city - you can strike it rich In the city - then be jumping from a bridge In the city - you can look aside In the city - take your senses for a ride In the city - you can be someone In the city - who is known by no one In the city - love is off the charts In the city - enough to break your heart
3.
Mister White 05:40
I can follow every business chart But I’m hollow deep within my heart Always working ‘round the hour Sucking up to those in power Like a coin that’s flipped into the air Like a word that’s slipped but no one cares How do people stay alive When they’re on a crashing dive I chase the few and precious things Like the moment someone rings Call for Mister White Then I’ll be just fine Dialing 905 Help me kill some time Much too busy, no time to reconcile Getting dizzy, but standing all the while My brain needs rest, my soul needs healing But I’m out of touch with feelings I chase the few and precious things Like the moment someone rings Call for Mister White Then I’ll be just fine Dialing 905 Help me kill some time
4.
Hard Goodbye 04:22
In the city you had to watch out for yourself And rely on the help from nobody else It was a cold, dark and lonely place Far from the green embrace Down the street your hab looked over the scene Where the mobsters carried out their silent routine It was a cold, dark and lonely place Far from the green embrace It’s a hard goodbye When you’ve lost what you thought you knew Janey, please reply Was there something I could have done for you Now the lights don’t shine from your window no more There’s debris and rubble lying on the floor In this cold, dark and lonely place Far from the green embrace It’s a hard goodbye When you’ve lost what you thought you knew Janey, please reply Was there something I could have done for you
5.
Scofflaws 05:11
Three cheers for Norma She’s a minor recluse Never trust a girl who’s got nothing to lose Spud’s not a liar Spud’s not a crook He just don’t think that you can live all by the book Four losers in a conjugation A party for investigation In a cloud of blue smoke We’re off in the Mini Moke again Another adventure awaits at the end Did you meet Lucky He’s one unlucky guy Been a jailbird now since 1959 Can you remember Your nick was “The Brain” On reflection it was one sarcastic blame
6.
I was a liar Down at the Street Used to get high on New ways to cheat Wearing the bright white collar Chasing the Yankee dollar Then one day I Stepped out of the beat CHORUS I got myself together The rage is over It’s going so much better I bought the illusion That greed is good Amidst the confusion I misunderstood Inside my head was reeling I had this gnawing feeling That nothing was the way it should CHORUS
7.
I’ve been watching the wolves Preying on the sheep Like a voyeur aloof Every effing week With the light of the screen Fluorescent with fluff But when the color goes green I just can’t get enough But I’m finally fair and balanced tonight Now it’s understood To be finally fair and balanced, right Had to turn it off for good To be finally fair and balanced Finally fair and balanced tonight I can’t remember just when Now can they, can you Opinions came to be king And knowledge lost its value A daily dose of assertive Conditioning is tough But when Old Grimy comes on I just can’t get enough But I’m finally fair and balanced tonight Now it’s understood To be finally fair and balanced, right Had to turn it off for good To be finally fair and balanced Finally fair and balanced tonight
8.
It’s a jump to the left And a step to the right through a hole in folded over space and time Cause I’m leaving the home base And I will be presumed MIA In a Cobra MKVII hyper bound They call me son of a gun A privateer on the run But its fine with me cause I’m heading for the center of the sun With a cargo of counterfeit goods Passing overgrown green backwoods where the gravitation makes it an endeavor Through a vision of smoke I can see that it’s no joke That the war we fight is going on forever
9.
Wandering through the city Disguised as Klondike Kids The yellow disc would shine upon us all Fooled like a forty-niner I should have known by now There’s no use in waiting for a call When I look out on the prairie A vision made to blind The tide is rising up I can’t unwind California Gold Until the night gets old I long to see the sight of silence Surfing on the Pacific The tears of broken dreams Is it ever a wonder why you’re blue I was somewhat prolific At least in Hollywood What remains when history is through (What remains forever Only you)? When I look out on the prairie A vision made to blind The tide is rising up I can’t unwind California Gold Until the night gets old I long to see the sight of silence You’re a Midas touch for the winner A beater’s skin for the loser But all in all it all works out As long as we stay twenty carat based on merit
10.
Ten out of ten would give fair warning And trust in every public eye You took the train in early morning And raised the question high and dry Writing the diary of a madman For your eyes only, Mrs Blonde Escaping tinseltown rebellions Like a raider on the golden pond CHORUS Where were you and and what’d you do back in 1981 Did you have a DeLorean and the world under your thumb Were you working nine to five underneath the big black sun Was it all so different back in 1981 George saw the task unto completion The dude turned into sticky slime But dared he chase the movement backwards The healing principle of time Put your faith into Columbia And be all the you can be It’s time to turn the pages over Don’t turn your back on MTV CHORUS 2 Back in 1981 three quartets would be played The hero of production was a certain Jay While the transfers of Manhattan sang like nightingales And a beacon in the night made AJ break away
11.
I can recall your situation - damnation The trees were high Upon a night of animation Careful with the chainsaw, dear You’ll only hurt yourself Wield the blade when no one’s near Or hang it on the shelf The bridge fell down upon inspection - reflection Don’t raise the dead If you can’t trace the process backwards Careful with the chainsaw, dear You’ll only hurt yourself Wield the blade when no one’s near Or hang it on the shelf Now standing in this brain dead weather - together If just a glance There’s no romance without reaction Careful with the chainsaw, dear You’ll only hurt yourself Wield the blade when no one’s near Or hang it on the shelf
12.
Never been much a macho man All I got was my brains My endeavors with girls were in vain So I used all my craftiness And etched out plan A woman with pneumatic hands She’s made up of bits and pieces It was a yard sale find A scrap-iron lady has conquered my mind I know we’re into something good (A gynoid just can’t be bad) I know we’re onto something right (A gynoid who’s ironclad) Biometric intelligence And delrin hub wheels But no one can tell how she feels When setting the bootstrap I gave her three laws The mistake was to give her steel claws Her feedback is sympathetic How can I believe it When all that she’s thinking is zeros and ones I know we’re into something good (A gynoid just can’t be bad) I know we’re onto something right (A gynoid who’s ironclad) I know we’re into something good (A gynoid just can’t be bad) I know we’re onto something right (A gynoid who’s ironclad) She’s a walking no talking battalion Not a stupid Adobe application Though I’m only a Cupid Pygmalion I can’t almost believe it’s an eve of devastation I know we’re into something good (A gynoid just can’t be bad) I know we’re onto something right (A gynoid who’s ironclad)
13.
Tinseltown 04:38
It’s an hour drive To the glaring urban lights There's another world But two wrongs don’t make a right I lost my way Like all the stars, they’re falling from the sky But I hold on to the dream It’s a miracle I got a part in Belmont Place Now on season ten So I will wear the chintzy face I lost my way Like all the stars, they’re falling from the sky But I hold on to the dream I’m back in Hollywood Where the streets are paved with gold I knuckle down ‘cause it’s time to make or break in Tinseltown Sitting here again Like a fish upon the sand At the BFC And from the show I’ve been canned I lost my way Like all the stars, they’re falling from the sky But I hold on to the dream I’m back in Hollywood Where the streets are paved with gold I knuckle down ‘cause it’s time to make or break in Tinseltown I’m back in Hollywood Where the streets are paved with gold I knuckle down ‘cause It’s time to set the stage, time to make the break
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released February 2, 2024

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