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wave goodbye to the age of man
there is nothing new on the horizon
if there’s a god above
do you think he’s got a plan
or do you think he sits up there crying
and some folks say that the trumpets will sound
and the end of the world will have meaning
but if i’m to be fair
that just isn’t what i’ve found
it is history forever repeating
wave goodbye to the age of man
there is nothing new on the horizon
if there’s a god above
do you think he’s got a plan
or do you think he sits up there crying
eyes of fire and a heart of coal
and the iron of its skin cracked and rusted
but at last at last
may the devil take its soul
and in that may there finally be justice
(won't you wave goodbye to the age of man
cause there ain't nothin' new on the horizon
if there’s a god above
do you think he’s got a plan
or do you think he just sits up there crying)
so salt the earth and spit in the wound
let the hate fill your heart and unmake you
there will be no light
in that cold empty room
but you’ll wait there as long as it takes you
wave goodbye to the age of man
there is nothing new on the horizon
if there’s a god above
do you think he’s got a plan
or do you think he sits up there crying
(x2)
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2. |
Camper Van
01:50
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i wanna live in a camper van way down by the riverside
mail suspicious packages to officials i don’t like
but that’s illegal and unfeasible and hard to do just right
so you won’t catch me livin' in a camper van
camper van (x4)
i wanna be on the evening news and run from the FBI
have a stand-off in the woods somewhere act brave get shot and die
but i’m told that’s inadvisable by people smarter than i
so you won’t catch me runnin' from the FBI
FBI (x4)
i wanna live in a camper van way down by the riverside
be free from all my bonds and live a solitary life
but if something seems that simple then it might just be a lie
so you won’t catch me livin' in a camper van
camper van (x8+)
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Great Big Machine
02:30
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with the heart of a lion the brain of a pigeon
the voice in your head and that old time religion
inside your garage with the nuclear fission
great big machine gonna swallow the world
and down on the shore they will wait for you patiently
drunk on the promise of saving creation we
scatter the pieces in each simulation
great big machine gonna swallow the world
i played my guitar till my fingers were blistery
learned enough science to kill off the mystery
warm golden hour in the twilight of history
great big machine gonna swallow the world
and i taught a con man to fetch and to heel
and you taught a dog how to swindle and steal
so don’t get hung up on discerning the real
great big machine gonna swallow the world
and if i were a senator i would be brave
and if you were a soldier you wouldn’t behave
with one foot on the dashboard and one in the grave
great big machine gonna swallow the world
so get on a boat if you’re willing to drown
in the open expanse of the infinite down
with a song in your heart and a thorn in your crown
and a great big machine gonna swallow the world
and climb up your stepladder shout it on high
like the communist bloc on the fourth of july
for the prophets can see what the heroes deny
great big machine gonna swallow the world
so write down your poetry polish your prose
take up your rifle or take off your clothes
and share all the secrets that nobody knows
great big machine gonna swallow the world
cause there’s no way to tell how the rest of it goes
great big machine gonna swallow the world
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4. |
Elvis Impersonator
03:37
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a couple miles from vegas
i made my name
ridin on the coattails of someone else’s game
i had a wife
we had a kid
was it something i said or something that i did
when youre up on stage
you don’t feel a thing
and you best not miss when you come for the king
i wander through the desert
my head gets clear
the sky is empty all the stars are here
put on my jumpsuit
strike a pose
i’m only real in someone else’s clothes
well the hounds of hell
ain’t no friends of mine
but they showed up at my door and walked me down that line
the pay is low
the crowds are small
i’m all shook up my back’s against the wall
i try to leave it
all behind
but he pays rent on a condo in my mind
my atrophy
my loneliness
they'll never love you any more than this
i cannot speak
i only sing
that you best not miss when you come for the king
that you best not miss when you come for the king
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5. |
All-American Kid
02:59
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ridin’ bikes with your brothers as the sun goes down
growin’ up an all-american kid
and you said you’d marry little mary ellen from church
and that’s exactly what you did
and your three little boys aren’t gonna die in a war
that isn’t what american boys are for
well no one in america dies anymore
almighty god forbid
all american kid
well it’s a big free nation just for you
and goddamn do you love it so
and when the armies of the martyrs come to knock at your door
you close the blinds until they go
they ain’t never gonna tell you who they were
they ain’t never gonna give you a sir yes sir
‘cause they don’t look like the people that you’d prefer
to thank for what they did
all-american kid
well the poison gas and the atom bombs
can’t touch you way out here
where the grass is green and you get sunshine
three hundred days a year
where the winds don’t howl and the rains don’t fall
and there’s always cops that you can call
for any good reason or none at all
just to satisfy your id
all american kid
ridin bikes with your brothers as the sun goes down
like the summer was the rest of your life
and you said you’d marry little mary ellen from church
and so you made that pretty woman your wife
and your three little boys aren’t gonna die in a war
that isn’t what american boys are for
well no one in america dies anymore
but you remember when they did
all american kid
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6. |
In My Car
04:23
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you did 95 down 95
like you had a death wish
i didn’t wanna know how fast you’d go
down route 287
in my car
in my car
the brakes are busted and the door is stuck ajar
but it runs on love
and that's all i'll ever need
i used to pray for mercy baby
whenever you hit the highway
now i just roll the window down
i’m close enough to heaven
in my car
in my car
cause jesus saves but he doesn’t know CPR
and all your love
is all i’ll ever need
all my nerves and reservations
my instinct for self-preservation
melt away with you behind the wheel
offensive driver
i’ll be your sole survivor
don’t slow down
cause no one makes me feel the way you make me feel
those late nights in the backseat baby
just like we were in high school
in the old abandoned parking lot behind the seven eleven
in my car
in my car
i’ll always be exactly where you are
and it runs on love
and you’re in the drivers seat
all my nerves and reservations
my instinct for self-preservation
melt away with you behind the wheel
offensive driver
i’ll be your sole survivor
don’t slow down
cause no one makes me feel the way you make me feel
the frame is bent the transmission slips and the lights don’t blink in time
the only thing that keeps it going
is knowing you are mine
it howls and hums and hisses
it shakes and misbehaves
we’ll take it to the scrapyard
or we’ll take it to our graves
in my car
in my car
the brakes are busted and the door is stuck ajar
in my car
cause jesus saves but he doesn't know CPR
in my car
i'll always be exactly where you are
and it runs on love
and you're in the driver's seat
all my nerves and reservations
my instinct for self-preservation
melt away with you behind the wheel
offensive driver
i’ll be your sole survivor
don’t slow down
cause no one makes me feel the way you make me feel
offensive driver
i’ll be your sole survivor
don’t slow down
cause no one makes me feel the way you make me feel
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7. |
Rajneeshpuram
03:16
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if i had been around back in the eighties
i’d pack my things and say goodbye to dad and mom
for those people dressed in orange
with their magic so alluring
are calling me to old rajneeshpuram
rajneeshpuram they don’t make 'em like they used to
dancing catatonic naked in the sun
and in my dreams i am dancing there with you
but you are gone now you are gone
rajneeshpuram
i hear stories of the men and women weeping
i hear stories of your silent smiling face
but your final fatal error
was committing bioterror
now a christian summer camp lives in your place
rajneeshpuram they don’t make 'em like they used to
dancing catatonic naked in the sun
and in my dreams i am dancing there with you
but you are gone now you are gone
rajneeshpuram
now we give our lives to corporations
drained of magic only cruelty in its stead
in the news i hear the tales
of how they traded souls for sales
and i wonder if that golden age is dead
and by night
i see the nation
that you built
upon the range
and i can’t express my frustration
that the world you saw has gone and washed away washed away
that the world you saw has gone and washed away
rajneeshpuram they don’t make 'em like they used to
dancing catatonic naked in the sun
and in my dreams i am dancing there with you
but you are gone now you are gone
rajneeshpuram
(x2)
you are gone yeah you are gone rajneeshpuram rajneeshpuram
you are gone yeah you are gone rajneeshpuram
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8. |
Meet You In That Valley
03:14
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there’s a road that you can ride on
and your legs will never tire
and the sunset lasts for ever
and it sets the sky on fire
and those mountains in the distance
always seemed so far away
oh i’ll meet you in that valley
yeah i’ll meet you there someday
on the day we took your memory
to the bridge outside of town
all the whole world stood in silence
as we laid your memory down
well your home was on that river
and your heart lived round the bend
so we said some quiet blessings
and we brought you home again
well the wind that would blow down the hillside
was the breath that you held in your lungs
and the birds living up in the trees
sing the songs that you sung
with your eyes talkin' soft as the sunshine
and your skin like a river at dawn
well you said there's a place for us all that we go
when we're gone
so out beyond the prairie
there’s a cabin just for you
with a bed to rest your head in
and a table set for two
and i’d love to come on over
but there’s vows i cannot break
so i’ll meet you in that valley
yeah i’ll meet you there someday
said i’ll meet you in that valley
yeah i’ll meet you there
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9. |
The Naturalist
04:54
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i am a naturalist
i let it come to this
i ride into to the canyon one last time
the earth beneath my feet
the soil’s acidity
i try to push the numbers from my mind
and when the morning breaks i will be lying in the riverbed
dreaming of the way it was back then
i sent them all away with bitter words i wish i’d never said
and nothing green will grow for me again
i count the little birds
i say some quiet words
to thank them for the road they led me down
they choose between migration
and complete annihilation
then plummet by the millions to the ground
and when the morning breaks i will be lying in the riverbed
dreaming of the way it was back then
i sent them all away with bitter words i wish i’d never said
and nothing green will grow for me again
so comb the hair
close the eyes
someone’s got to be there when it dies
every breath of air
over the sunburnt soil
i could never will the oceans not to boil
the ultraviolet rays
upon the end of days
the sunshine is a sentence just for me
and as the air turns cold
i know i won’t grow old
the summer rains will wash me out to sea
and when the morning breaks i will be lying in the riverbed
dreaming of the way it was back then
i sent them all away with bitter words i wish i’d never said
and nothing green will grow for me again
and all the studies in the world will never bring back martha
her lonely heart a vision of the world that came before
i give my life for science and it does not stop the water
so what have i to give you anymore
and when the morning breaks i will be crying for the unnamed dead
the ones on which the universe depends
the carrion birds tail me like they know the price upon my head
waiting for the end
so comb the hair
close the eyes
someone’s got to be there when it dies
every breath of air
over the sunburnt soil
i could never will the oceans not to boil
and there’s no one i can think of who deserves it more than i do
there’s no one who deserves it more than me
there's no one who deserves it more than me
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10. |
Foreign Tongue
03:29
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i dance
when the moon is high
i live
on a mountainside
i steal
to stay alive
i’ve got no home to go to
when i die
warm rain
in the summertime
shallow stream
carves a narrow line
you don’t belong here
they can see it in your eyes
hear the ravens sing
their lullaby
do you know the names
of the rivers you built on?
do you know they flow
in two directions?
it’s a foreign tongue
but you are young
you’ll learn
you’ll learn
tell your story
tell your lies
look for god
in those big clear skies
greet your neighbor
don’t ask why
he hides his head
to pass you by
i dance
when the moon is high
i live
on a mountainside
below the skin
an unforgivable crime
never returning
never time to try
do you know the names
of the rivers you built on?
do you know they flow
in two directions?
it’s a foreign tongue
but you are young
you’ll learn
you’ll learn
(x2)
you'll learn (x3)
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Coyote Wall Los Angeles, California
one time, indra went out to the mountains, and coyote wall came back.
coyote wall is
campfire country-folk for fans of laughter, melancholy, roaring harmony, and paranoid conspiracy.
find me on Spotify, Apple Music, and everywhere else.
twitter and instagram @coyote_wall.
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