Chris Flannery

this is my favorite album of the year so far… and the lyrics are unavailable.

so here they are, as transcribed by me:

chain gang theme (i see progress)
i see progress in paint peeling
i see progress in leaky ceilings
in the sun setting at night
in the moon getting bright
in autumn leaves

i guess thats what they said
this is what they said
they said to me, they said
they call it the beach when the surf meets the sand
for you me it’s a chain gang

i see progress in paint peeling, yeah
and i like leaky ceilings
i guess i see the future in the lunar
our greatest hope at the end of the rope
i guess that why they said
thats why they said to me, something like
yeah they call it the the beach when the surf meets the sand
yeah but you and me they call a chain gang

cemetary map

trash talk
trash talk
yeah i saw him the other day
he looked like a million bucks,
green and crinkly
and did you see what he was wearing
they have a name for that style, it’s called ‘birth control’

trash talk
trash talk

yeah first they did it in the magazines
now they do it electronically
beamed via satellite in the stratosphere

don’t worry dear its just trash that you hear
trash talk
trash talk

i went in the bathroom to see what the people think
let me tell you – it stinks
judged by a jury of one’s peers

don’t worry dear its just trash that you hear
trash talk
trash talk

well we got what we got, even if it’s from the garbage can
yeah we got the garbage really thinking out by the garbage man
well its trash, yeah thats true
some is yellow, some is blue

don’t worry dear its just trash that you hear
trash talk
trash talk

well they’re gonna bury it for future generations to see
so they know what it was like to be me
yeah through our trash, we’ll still be here

don’t worry dear its just trash that you hear
trash talk
trash talk

i’m not saying i don’t like it but…
this analysis is infantile…
their new record is so dull, its prescribed for insomniacs…
he’s not all he’s cracked up to be…
it’s like sawdust…
my ears are burning…

reparations
[well what do you want to talk about? i dunno.]

people talk about reparations, yeah, they do
people talk about reparations, yeah, well me too
i want reparations from the government
i want reparations from the school
i want reparations from the tv
i want reparations from you

i’m gonna needs some reparation, yeah yeah
im gonna needs some reparation, oh yeah
put in direct deposit in my account, if you want
i’m gonna get reparations right now, right now

people talk about reparations, well you know what?
the people who made this country they weren’t given given one red cent
the people who built this country ended up scavenging, living in tents
well i’ve been laughed at
i’ve been spit on, kicked and abused
i want reparations, yeah, how about you?

i’m gonna needs some reparation, yeah yeah
im gonna needs some reparation, oh yeah
put in direct deposit in my account, if you want
i’m gonna get reparations right now, right now

what is a dollar?

interview with the chain gang

deathbed confession
yeah i was walking down the street
i saw a helicopter flying over me
and some guy was being held from it – by his feet
well he was dropped down and he hit the ground
and i approached him and asked him if there was anything i could

he said its too late for me i guess
but there’s something i’d like to get off my chest
and would you listen please?
well i had to say yes

this is what he said, he said:
i killed JFK on a sunny day
with some other guys you still see walking around
i was on a grassy knoll, dressed like a hobo
with another guy dressed like a clown

i said: wow, is that true?
but he just turned blue, yeah

and then he said, he said:
it’s my time i’ve got to go, let this be a lesson, this is my deathbed confession
it’s my time i’ve got to go, let this be a lesson, this is my deathbed confession

well after that i decided to take a walk by the seashore
and i was looking out at the ocean – a submarine surfaced
i saw a guy get thrown off the deck
as he tried to swim ashore he was badly mauled by sharks
he crawled on to the sand
i tried to give him a hand,
but he said no, its too late for me
you know i’ve got some stuff i gotta confess

this what he said, he said:
i killed MLK, for the CIA
and malcolm x, for federal express
george jackson
fred hampton
bobby hunt
and yeah, and all the rest

yeah thats what he said, he said:
it’s my time i’ve got to go, let this be a lesson, this is my deathbed confession
it’s my time i’ve got to go, let this be a lesson, this is my deathbed confession

man, so i kept walking
i walked by this fast-food establishment
there was this distinguished looking guy inside
and he started choking on his french fries
he crawled out on the pavement
and then started to die
i tried to give him CPR, and he said no
but sonny i’ve got something to confess
i said i’m no priest
he said thats OK
make this easy on me

this is what he has to day said:
i faked the moon landing
i saved hitler’s brain
its in argentina, but it controls the USA
i fixed the pope’s election
i did the october surprise
i was the french connection
i’ve got ray charles’ eyes
i did the gulf of tonkin
i got saddam to invade
i planned the bay of pigs
i put lamumba in his grave

this is what he said, he said:
it’s my time i’ve got to go, let this be a lesson, this is my deathbed confession
it’s my time i’ve got to go, let this be a lesson, this is my deathbed confession

room 19

(looking for a) cave girl

unpronounceable name

Non-Album Tracks:
We’re Living Rough
I Can’t Get Away From Myself
Detroit Music
Youth Is Wasted