Night School

by Tom Florida and Diogenes

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1.
Deaf By Dawn 02:54
Deep in mosquito, surrounded by country In a public funk, I was fixin’ to make that monkey… Speakercone and my cover blown Speakercone and my cover blown To mine a culture, fine tune our chops We set off for the chocolate to make with the art rock Up from a swamp, white house thump Up from a swamp, white house stomp Extra digits and a home school birth (Smoke and old ghosts, Stratocasters) Free from the Thunderdome, he is loose on the earth (A lo-fi revival, she can shred and splatter) This night is long, deaf by dawn This night is long, deaf by dawn
2.
Save 02:37
Already spent my every last cent, now, I got no currents I can charge, no ‘tricity, now I Did it up right, I stuck with it all night, now, I got no energy or currency, time to recharge me I gave it all up, now I’m just lookin’ to save Whatever I can, whatever’s left for me to save I gave it all up, now I’m just lookin’ to save Whatever I can, whatever’s left for me to save I gave it all up, now I’m savin’ up! I really rang it up now, I put that buck down, I hit the limit and the man ain’t gonna vouch You really drained me, you entertained me, Now I’m sapped and so tapped out, no, can’t sustain me. My battery is in the red but I still run, yes, I still function My body’s at its best when it’s at the brink of sheer exhaustion Another victim of the temptations of mass consumption I gave it all up, now I’m just lookin’ to save Whatever I can, whatever’s left for me to save I gave it all up, now I’m just lookin’ to save Whatever I can, whatever’s left for me to save I gave it all up, now I’m savin’ up! Our days are wasted, afraid to face it, I meant to tell you, you know, but I lost you when the signal faded…
3.
Spheres 04:46
Ideas of importance Spheres of influence Towers of high finance All wrapped up in our plans Competitive cocktail conversations Political party people, paid presentations Full frontal figures of fabulous fortunes Experts at sexy excommunicable extortions, Yeah! So I’ve decided to run away with you into the wild mountain lion lands Flying over deep green islands, and if you can’t decide, I’ll make up your mind tonight! Tonight! Made up my mind to see your true beauty, your smoky glow on the white Himalayan snows Wherever the river goes, I also flow, and if you still don’t know, I’ll make up your mind tonight! Tonight! Seers of things to come Peer into the gloom Networking is not working All sealed up in our spheres Yeah! So I’ve decided to run away with you into the wild mountain lion lands Flying over deep green islands, and if you can’t decide, I’ll make up your mind tonight! Tonight! Made up my mind to see your true beauty, your smoky glow on the white Himalayan snows Wherever the river goes, I also flow, and if you still don’t know, I’ll make up your mind tonight! Tonight!
4.
The Stranger 02:11
My ship met land just yesterday No sooner than it glanced away Leaving me free to my stories As I traverse the vastness of these worlds I do not sail A sea of brine I ride the waves of light and time The churning channel of a universal mind My ship sent messages today: How long am I planning to stay? Out of my orbit, you busybody! My instruments Are tuned so fine Green is the glimmer of her eye I break a string when she goes by, by!
5.
Logo 04:51
Hey, I got no body Hey, I, I got no soul A.I., ooooh never mind me You might say I got no life at all But I know my rights, do you know yours? Said I know my rights, and who gets more, that’s right. Sprawled out like an abomination I’m your copyright infringer, I’m your corporation This entity succeeds upon your need to believe And this committee holds the deed to your Trinity So vote to free your market and you’ll see freedom follow And look for my logo on your way to work tomorrow, morrow. U.S. my many bodies U.K. I nibble your soul U.N. the battle in your mind You offer up your children so that I may save the school, school. I navigate the capital ship Ride out the radical tundra I don’t worship at your church of the earth, Rather the altar of the simulacra! Look for my logo on your way to work tomorrow, morrow. When you cry You cry chemicals You only eat Lowly animals Your tentacles Steer vehicles Whole planet’s clapped in manacles When you cry You cry chemicals
6.
One Way Out 04:48
They got me locked in a room, in a death trap tomb, Day 21, I come down with the shit lung Coughin up a storm, coughin up a storm And it’s a long line tonight to get my lady on the line tonight… Not enough guards to guard us when we roam the grounds So we on lockdown They got us squattin in tents, marchin in tens, There’s only one way out, yes, there’s only one, yes, there’s only one, yes, There’s only one way out, yes, there’s only one, yes, there’s only one, yeah, I never found it, yet… Officer DJ Jerome, lemme get one more classic track for the ride home. For certain, set on convertin to that old-time religion y’all keep singin bout It’s my only one way out, yes, there’s only one, yes, there’s only one, yes, There’s only one way out, yes, there’s only one, yes, there’s only one, yes, There’s only Airbrush Jesus, he does the velvet justice, Ink a muscle with the image of the blessed and fair breasted Mother… Officer DJ Jerome, lemme get one more from the hymnal before lights out, Bro. Lights out, Bro. The other end of another solitary tube, the recruiter waits for you, Says if you really loved your savior, you’d emulate his behavior exactly, And you know what that means! No armor on a Hummer like a soccer mom drives, A homicide bomber with a hundred extra lives, Suckin on a splinter while I’m up on Cloud 9 As you drop another deuce under the right of the divine! So you can sing right along next time he preaches, What the hell, it’s all spelled out in the goddamn Pledge of Allegiance And you can call me a liar, but ain’t there more bobwire, Oh, across the road, around the militarized zone? They got me starvin the blues, I’m startin to lose it, Day 33 beat the shit outta me Spittin up the blood and some bicuspids, and then They confiscate our commissary cigars! One way out, there’s only one, yes, there’s only one, yes, There’s only one way out, yes, there’s only one, yes, there’s only one, yes, there’s only One way out, there’s only one, yes, there’s only one, yes, There’s only one way out, yes, there’s only one, yes, there’s only one, yeah, I never found it….not yet! Officer DJ Jerome, lemme get one more coat of wax for this killin floor! One more from the hymnal before lights out, One more classic track for the ride…. home.
7.
Look Down 05:12
Up above, the lovely lights, the scattered patterns, faces we all recognize, Up above is lovely but it’s just a vacuum that would gladly suck you up. Now I cast down my own eyes; why so downcast, you ask, why so preoccupied? ‘Cause they pierce and penetrate the crust. It gives the neck a rest. Dig a ditch, pick my place, can’t afford to send my ashes into space. Look down Look down Look down No vertigo on the groundfloor. These are the benefits I’ve seen: won’t step in anything unclean And any pretension is obscene! Build a box, fix my face, can’t afford to send my ashes into space. Look down Look down Look down Look down! Up above, the shining screen, she sparkles down on you, you’re sharing in the dream, Now I design my own machines; this hollow spectacle holds no sway over me, Look down, look. Look into your love’s true eyes, look past the lust and see deceit, defeat, and lies in heat, Look! Look away, numb one, look down, and now you know that you are finally aroused! Look down Look down Look down Look down Look down! Be ready for the burrowing bastards, Forever Yours, -The MegaCorps
8.
King Love 02:52
Come, your chariot awaits Step up, the bus kneels for you as every man shall do in time The people of the street will rise So gather up your bags of cans, Ha Hey! Ha Hey! We won’t get off til we hit the city square, Ha Hey Hey Hey! The laughing lady is already there! So surrender to me I have been resurrected For I am King Love and I will lift you up! Bottles hidden, all the lice-ridden masses Mocked by socialites in non-prescription glasses “It’s not about the flowers,” he spits in retribution Disabled and devoid of contributions Under Thunderbird breath, a tattered flag flutters, Under Thunderbird breath, he mutters, “We’ll rise…” So surrender to me I have been resurrected For I am King Love and I will lift you up! So surrender to me I have been resurrected And I remember the spirit of Camelot So surrender to me I have been resurrected For I am King Love and I will lift you up!
9.
friendbot 02:29
10.
halflife 02:42
we ride the rails again into containment, we burn a trail of roentgens into the desert the vault opens again into the mountain, the vault opens again, into the mountain... time and a half, semiautomatic, we train the waste to stay in place. and what I'm living is a halflife and what I'm doing is disintegrating and what I'm living is a halflife and what I'm doing is disintegrating as heard in power circles, “at your disposal, sir...” but that nuke juice eats through boots! and what I'm living is a halflife and what I'm doing is disintegrating and what I'm living is a halflife and what I'm doing is disintegrating skin in the drain again, repeat the treatment, company man, company town, a disagreement... the vault opens again into the mountain, the vault opens again, into the mountain! and what I'm living is a halflife and what I'm doing is disintegrating and what I'm living is a halflife and what I'm doing is disintegrating!
11.
Serious 07:32
Once this apocalypse has stung the face of the earth And no more good times for us (once it really hits, once we’re really hurtin’), That night, I’ll write a pop song about love, Love! Oooooh, can’t you be serious, just this once? Oooooh, you can’t be serious! Yes I was. I, I never gave it up for anyone, for eighty bucks (the end is nigh, cardboard sign), Flip to the back and you can skip ahead, get to the juicy bits! Just for you, I ruined the ending, but ain’t that love? But ain’t that love, Love! Oooooh, can’t you be serious, just this once? Oooooh, you can’t be serious! Yes I was. Whoa, on my baby’s radio, a mash-up of disasters, that nasty cloud of gas. Whoa, some joker let the foul felons go, a synchronized jailbreak in the U.S. of A. Whoa, R.I.P., W.T.O., simultaneously, these violent mutinies. Whoa, and the sheiks and C.E.O.s they lost their assets, all, we’re stranded at the mall. Whoa, but were you safe inside your home when under martial order, their soldiers stole our daughters? Whoa, and the holy soul superheroes pray to erase the plague; their claims are strangely vague… Meanwhile, this is the time of my life, I sing songs of bling, songs of hot gangster nights Like this one I sent hot to the top, “We Wuz Up In Da Club,” Those days are done, but it’s still Number One So dance down to the old abandoned mansion Tonight and see the bands and be with friends and feel the love, Love! Oooooh, can’t you be serious, just this once? Oooooh, you can’t be serious! Yes I was. Oooooh, can’t you be serious, just this once? Oooooh, you can’t be serious! Yes I was. You can bet I was. And I said, Whoa, on my baby’s radio, my baby’s radio, my baby’s radio….

credits

released October 31, 2011

night school songs and sounds by tom florida
produced by diogenes in austin, texas
guitars by diogenes and tom florida
vocals by tom florida
art by amy avenue

- friendbot and king love: diogenes
- save, spheres: e-pro on bass
- synths & organs on one way out, look down,
king love: diogenes
- deaf by dawn, save, the stranger, logo, serious:
keys by mega kelly, who also sang on logo
- friendbot features erin jo on speakerphone
- halflife apocalyptic sounds by south carolina's
the love commander, jason leaphart

words by fosburr, music by fosburr / o'bryan

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