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The New Albion Instrumental Tracks

by Paul Shapera

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New Albion 1 03:12
NARRATOR: Several hundred years before A gambler and a monk embarked On a long trek through the endless prairies of the North They had a fierce debate About ¬¬Gd and chance and fate and to resolve it agreed a game of cards indeed be played The game went on all day And through the next and next they played And around them a shelter was built to shield the rain A street around the shelter formed Then a church, a house, a bar And that is how the city of New Albion was born New Albion today With bustling streets, machines, cafes And the nice, the wise, the eccentric and insane The Mafia’s run by A red haired dwarf with just one eye Whose affairs he decides with a pair of silver dice Over the Zeppelin Union Pilots A castrati boss presides And we hear his song each afternoon as he flies by There’s prisons made of lead And gargoyles of iron shreds And Annabelle McAlistair who’s raising up the dead Annabelle McAlistair who’s raising up the dead The Lodge on Ashland Street Is where the Alchemists Guild meets And to join you have to craft a glass pearl from a young girl’s dream A group of thieves they heard Broke in the lodge to steal the pearls But In the morning they were found there sitting staring unperturbed The twilight fog they say An aphrodisiac contains Nonsense, but yet they copulate in doorways anyway There’s inventors and inbred In upper class it’s been said And Annabelle McAlistair who’s raising up the dead. Annabelle McAlistair who’s raising up the dead.
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ANNABELLE: Winding all the dials and the wires and the spires and the tests for the connections and injections still to run Capacitors and meters and the alkali and beakers The restating of equations for the phase about to come Please come back to me there’s so much we could be Please come back, with voltage i invoke Please come back from empty cracks and berths of black Come to me, i’m summoning the Ghost Be my angel, my angel Be my angel, rescue me be my angel, my angel be an angel be with me chorus: Please come back from bowels of black From silent shores to me once more Through veils and gates and seas of slate To blood wet moors where i await ashore Years of all my theories and hypothesis and inquiries No gathering cadavers and they kicked me out of school All alone with theorems and experiments and endless tests Years in labs and numberlands but now i’ve reached the goal Please come back so we can have a life at last Please come back, i grab at heaven’s throat Please come back, i beckon, beg and cry and laugh Come to me, i’m summoning the ghost Be my angel, my angel Be my angel, rescue me be my angel, be my angel be an angel be chorus: Please come back from bowels of black from silent shores to me once more Through veils and gates and seas of slate To blood wet moors where i await ashore (She sings quietly and tenderly to the mannequin construct) Please come speak to me Please come speak to me All the things we can share and conceive if you'll come speak to me I remember you from school You were dashing and i so uncool You didn't know i was alive until that one night we spoke and you kissed me But then i was expelled You married her as well and now you‘ve died, but i can bring you back to life and soon you'll speak to me (She gradually gets more and more impassioned) Be my angel, be my angel Be my angel, rescue me Be my angel, be my angel Be an angel be with me (3x) Please come back so we can have a life at last Please come back, i grab at heaven’s throat Please come back, i beckon, beg and cry and laugh Come to me, i’m summoning the ghost chorus: Please come back from bowels of black From silent shores to me once more Through veils and gates and seas of slate To blood wet moors where i await ashore
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NARRATOR: And so around 3 AM, a recently deceased man found himself wound in the land of living again Bound in a body, of gears and wheels but oddly he has no voice and his steel joints barely can bend The one sound he makes in fact He streams radio broadcasts He plays a country station if you give him a pat Our dearest Annabel is quite thrilled and ecstatic She has a friend who just was dead and yet she brought back (Narrator sings to an oblivious Annabelle who is dressing the life size mechanical doll up to take out) What may please does not content all resolves but never ends all that comforts is not true all you love does not love you (Annabelle takes her doll with her everywhere like a romantic partner. The Mannequin itself is quite stiff and helpless.) ANNABELLE: I have a dolly and we like to go on walks We like to stroll around the park all while he listens to me talk about the people and the places that i never got to see ‘cause i wouldn't leave my house, but that's before he was with me We share a world, which is wonderful to see it's like a dream where no one calls me failure if i don't succeed I have a dolly it's like flowers in the spring and but no matter how i talk to him he never says a thing NARRATOR: What may please does not content all resolves but never ends all that comforts is not true all you love does not love you ANNABELLE: I have a dolly and he goes with me outside which used to be a problem for me oh but now i never mind Ice cream and carriages i always thought were nice but never had someone to share them with because the lab's my life Annabelle no friends you must be brilliant and the best you must be better and industrious, or you are worthless But now i have dolly a dear friend with whom i go out for walk and talks but he's mute and just plays the radio (Jasper is playing a song to communicate but Annabelle is unaware of it) JASPER: Elysium The place the when your sorrows end Why’d you bring me here again ANNABELLE: I have a dolly who can keep me company We go to shows, parades and cabarets though people stare at me But i've shown that i am brilliant and i've conquered life and death The only thing my father said is that one must be a success And now i've got a friend, a silent clockwork double who can be there for me to lean on when i feel sad and troubled I have a dolly, and he's very stabling if not a little just too distant cause he never says a thing.... (The Narrator tries to give Annabelle advice but Annabelle is unaware of her) NARRATOR: What you hold may wish to go What you believe may not be so All that brings you piece of mind may not stay for a long time What may please does not content All resolves but never ends All that comforts is not true And all you love does not love you (Annabelle has arrived home, exhausted after so much gallivanting about with her doll. She sits in front of him trying for some kind of real communication) ANNABELLE: Can’t you speak to me? Won’t you speak to me? All the things we could share and conceive If you’d just speak to me (Jasper plays the same song as before but now Annabelle is actually listening and can hear it) JASPER: Elysium The place the when your sorrows end Why’d you bring me here Oh why'd you bring me here Why'd you bring me here again?
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ANNABELLE: Ghosts of dreams, ghosts of memory that will not leave or lay in quiet Ghosts that cry about the life you let go by Ghosts of pasts of little girls who learned their math, grasped their facts Tried their best to reach success just as they were asked The girl learns to hide, deep inside of fractions and facts and worlds of math A long lonely land she can understand Annabelle in Numberland You could have been my angel been my angel. been my angel and been with me Could have been my angel been my angel, been my angel and rescued me Ghosts of love you never knew, you just construed like well penned plays Ghosts of scenes, embraces, things you only knew in dreamt up days Ghosts of frowns for little girls when friends came round to waste her time Ghosts of creeds, rebukes received Children are not what achievers need Fractions and maths, sweet companions, equations and facts who always stand by as you go your road alone Annabelle in Numberland You could have been my angel been my angel, been my angel and been with me You could have been my angel been my angel, been my angel and rescued me Ghosts of me, ghosts of who i could be and been with you Ghosts of dreams, of who you thought you'd one day be when you grew up Ghosts of breath, of little girls who promised, stressed they'd be their best Ghosts of days that fade away as failure holds your hand til Death And deep in the place you escape where theorems and thoughts your hopes and plans all are derailed and then you failed them Annabelle in Numberland Liquids and labs, fractions and facts, are all you had, all that you understand and as you age all that remains with Annabelle in Numberland You could have been my angel Been my angel, been my angel and been with me You could have been my angel My angel, been my angel and rescued me My angel, my angel My angel and been with me My angel, my angel
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EDGAR: The restaurant was lovely The food, the wine, it all seemed A perfect night and she looked so divine I poured myself a new one She says it’s over and done She says she found someone and it’s goodbye One day you will learn, and you will burn like my heart burns One day you will learn, and you will burn like my heart burns I had the prawns with mango She had the cod and miso And says she loved me and she really tried I would have had the lime pie But I was dying inside She left, I sat, pretended not to cry One day you will learn, and you will burn like my heart burns One day you will learn, and you will burn like my heart burns
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NARRATOR: The old trunk in the attic Where grandmother’s broken heart was tossed In a box with a ballet shoe And dead soldier’s cross The old trunk in the attic With the candlesticks your great uncle saved From the girl in the market Whose mother he once paid to go away The old trunk in the attic With a dress for a child but hardly worn Stained in a memory and tears For a name you’ll never learn The old trunk in the attic Where your grandfather’s glass eye lays to rest Your sweet aunt’s nostalgia And Annabella’s formula for raising up the dead Annabella’s formula for raising up the dead Clever mother Annabella with her clever head Annabella’s formula for raising up the dead
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NARRATOR: So Edgar tries the experiments he’s read Annabella’s formula for bringing back the dead The experiments of course prove a success And thus a crazy notion comes into his head EDGAR: One day you will see That I can be someone you never thought I’d be One day you will see That I can be someone you never thought I’d be (Edgar goes to the center of town, steps up on a soapbox and proceeds to sell to the crowd.) My friends step right up, i have brought you a thing, Why it's a miracle process that you will never believe Your grandma, your parents, your child i say who yes whomever you've lost i can bring back to you You doubt me of course, think i'm out of head but this week i'll choose 5 folks and bring back their dead and i'll put them in quality, mechanical dolls life sized, yes for free and you'll see it's not talk (The crowd responds enthusiastically to his offer . We then see him some weeks later) My friends, can you hear me, the crowd's grown so big and these orders, why i'll tell you i i barely know how to keep up with, so i must tell you, i'm building a store where your dead ones can be brought to you folks once more With all this success i can offer new deals Their bodies now come in different colors and feels like mahogany, lilac, and deep oaken red Seven models to choose from to fit your dear dead (The crowd continues to go crazy for his business. We see him then sometime later, no longer on the street but in a boardroom) Gentlemen welcome, will the board please sit down our profits this quarter are almost beyond count We're opening new factories, starting new ads We're making our fortunes, so i've one thing to ask There's a man they call Sillof and he once stole my girl I want him destroyed, all he has in this world His business his home and his carriage all crushed I want him left penniless, face down in the dust (Narrator enters and attempts to give Edgar advice which he is oblivious to) NARRATOR: All your intentions take their toll All you hate enthralls your soul When you win you sometimes lose And all you love does not love you (Somewhere quiet Edgar is once again before his ex-fiancée Fay) EDGAR: Fay, good to see you. I asked you here so you could listen to what i want to offer to you That man who you left me for, you know he's in ruins a broken down wreck, but Fay my fortune booms And i have a surprise, your dear long dead dad i have taken the liberty of bringin him back he sits now in my parlor, but Fay the only way you can see him or talk to him is to come back and stay.
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JASPER: Elysium The silent sighed lost lullaby Elysian night Elysium The child who climbs the edge of time Elysian night The place the child you hardly knew Sailed to in his wooden shoe Past the last star in the sky Where wishes never wished go lie Elysium The child who climbs the edge of time Elysian night The place where all the love you shared Went day by day til none was there Where yearning and forgotten dreams Are nursery rhymes the quiet sing Elysium The silent sighed lost lullaby Elysian night Elysium The child who climbs the edge of time Elysian night The childhood friend you knew was there But never saw or touched and where They went when never called again The place their loneliness all ends All the sorrow, guilt and shame Burdens borne and karma paid In one soft breath like candlelight Dispersed in endless Elysian night Elysium The silent sighed lost lullaby Elysian night Elysium The child who climbs the edge of time Elysian night
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PRISCILLA: Club and spade I raise, here in this parlor in this never ending game we play And we hide, just you and I, as day fades into day Hidden in our room, with a game that no one ever seems to win or lose And the shades of flames remain from a world we keep far away JASPER: Ghosts of towns, ghosts of cities Games that brought its sad demise The only way to end the game One who plays must sacrifice PRISCILLA: Diamonds now I raise, outside we’d die and there is nowhere else I’d rather stay In the scrawl beyond these walls in a cold and coarse and vicious place Here where there’s no time, there’s no loss or lies or need to speak of sacrifice It’s no way to win a game and why else would a person play? JASPER: Ghosts of games, you’re always caught in Games you play but cannot win The only way the game can die One who plays must sacrifice (The scene shifts to the outside world. The young recruit is out in a three police man squad raiding homes and executing guilty citizens) SOLDIER 7285: And on the day we come it’s over And you will have your fate laid out and spun, it’s execution And you may pray if you get comfort It’s on that day you’re duty’s done (Return to the Manor where Priscilla and Jasper play cards) JASPER: Ghosts of Fay, the child I loved Whose eyes and smile you remind me of In the years I’ve been trapped here Only you I’ve come to love A ghost am I, one if they knew of Who, with you, they’d come and kill Ghosts of death I wish to die But sacrifice so you might live Ghosts of love, of little girls you Talked and watched as they grew up Ghosts of things and rings and gifts You give to them so they might live Ghosts of towns, ghosts of cities Games that brought their sad demise The only way to end the game One who plays must sacrifice PRISCILLA: Hearts and now I fold, you can’t mean that you just dream of death and wish to go? You’re my soul, my angel The only thing that keeps me whole How can you want to die? All this time and all these years that slowly pass on by You’re alive so I don’t die? What kind of twisted sacrifice… (Scene once again shifts to the young police soldier, Soldier 7285, carrying out his duties) SOLDIER 7285: And on the day we come it’s over And you will have your fate laid out and spun, it’s execution And you may pray if you get comfort It’s on that day you’re duty’s done
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PRISCILLA: Some speak about love in a sweet way Enchantment, romance and dizzy dream states And some just wait and pace their cage Some speak about love as a passion As rapture and cries and sighs and gasps and Some resign to yearn inside These odes of tear stained banter and dew eyed candor That wither in the world, the world that Just deceives you and beats and bleeds you And leaves lonely little girls And some sacrifice, anyway Some sacrifice, it all away Ah, the fallen and the burdened and the wreaths upon their grave When they’re broken there’s no assurance they made a better place Some speak about love in a kind way The friend that won’t leave and makes your day sane As you bide and cringe and hide Some wait for a stranger to touch and fill them Some wait for the stranger who will kill them And some just pace their lonely cage With one dear doll who keeps you from crying but cries too Silently inside Some speak of love and kindness and clutch in blindness And take and hoard and hide And some sacrifice, anyway Some sacrifice, it all away Ah, the fallen and the burdened and the wreaths upon their grave When you’re broken there’s no assurance you made a better place (Priscilla picks up the phone) Hello, police? Hello, police? A felony, you need to see
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SOLDIER 7285: I saw her eyes, I’ve never faced That kind of look that haunted grace The way she died so willing just To die for love, to die for love What kind of masters must I serve That make this into such a world Where one must kill such beauty and Bring this to pass with such cruel hands Soldier 7285 is who I am it is my life But I perceive another place And it must be built upon your grave And I will bring you down I will bring you down I will bring you down And if I fall someone will see The way I went, just like she With eyes of love and heart of light They too will fight, they too will fight Today I say it will begin Today i will begin your end Today the wind that comes, portends Will be your end, will be your end And I will bring you down I will bring you down I will bring you down
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New Albion 5 03:08
Welcome back listeners to tonight’s broadcast. For close to 10 years a civil war has raged across New Albio. It is only with the Battle of Crier’s Blvd that at last a victor emerges. But how was this battle truly won and lost? Join me, your host Lloyd Allen and The Dieselpunk Orchestra as we take a tour through our dear city, explore the events surrounding the Battle of Crier’s Blvd and meet tonight’s featured family, The Obriens. Here on The New Albion Radio Hour! Theres’s a city i could name, which i’m sad to say became A quite uptight, opressive and obsessive police state And ex soldier one day vowed to bring the martial regime down By igniting revolution, but the question remained how One night at half past three, he quietly snuck beneath Parliament, the seat of power where government meets In the water there that ran, a truth serum he did plant And that is how New Albion’s civil war began The revolution, friends, is here and it’s been going on for years The undertakers and arms dealers all have crystal chandeliers There’s a union now for spies who can be bought for any side Their boss, the cigarette girl works the Rumba Club most nights In Districts 3 and 4 and 1, there’s a red haired lad who runs The gangs of orphaned, feral youth who under his watch have become Organized, disciplined and for liquor, drugs and contraband The mob and postal service use them to deliver cross the land The power generators ‘neath Districts 7, 8 and 3 Excrete a dust, a sandy rust it’s been discovered lead To quite a pleasing, dreamy high, thus it’s the new drug on the rise But only three albinos living underground know where it lies A tinker we all know, with a shop on tin pan row Makes little metal fairies whose souls’ a flake of snow The government’s last great big hope, the Super Soldier Plan you know We’ll be looking at more closely, friends, so stay tuned to the show
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The Pitch 04:24
Announcer: Come with us dear listener, as we go backwards in time, just a few years, to when John O’Brien was just a regular citizen, like you, enjoying a few drinks at his local pub as had become his ever increasing habit. Guy: Hey there buddy, you’re lookin’ down. Say, you’re John O’Brien, aren’t you? Ah, jeez fellow, i heard about what happened to your wife. Those damn rebels and their bombs, got no respect for law and order. Who, me? Well look here, i’ll level with ya. It’s a damn shame to see a guy with your potential drink himself away like this is all. Yeah, you. We think you gotta lot of potential. That’s right, i’m from the government and i’m here to help. I gotta propisition for ya. Things have got you down you don’t know where to run They’re picking off the things you love one by one Well i’ve got news for you, a life you enver dreamed come true The War Department has a plan, needs men like you We’re setting up a special force to end this coup Don’t drown your sorrows, bud, quench your thirst on rebel blood Get it up, step it up, grab a gun and settle it up Enlist, get with the plan cause Freedom Corps will make you a new man We’re gonna take you, make you more than just a man A god, a super soldier, yes an ubermensch The next root race is on hand, you’ll be the new age of man So put away that drink and let us change your life Protect your city, save the day, avenge your wife Kill some rebs, win the war, be a hero, be adored Get it up, step it up, grab a gun and settle it up Enlist, get with the plan cause Freedom Corps will make you a new man
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Daddy Left 04:48
Child on screen: Past the world, past the night, past the stars where sea birds fly Past your dreams to toyland’s shore, where we will meet again once more John: I sat beside your bed on the night before i left While you slept i had my say I know i had some drink, I explained you everything About why i couldn’t stay My anger and my grief, liquor pain and broken dreams I was no good for you babe They offered me a way to quench my thirst for blood and rage And so daddy went away Your Daddy went away, your Daddy went away The hole in which i fell didn’t want for you as well so Daddy went away I became the hand of karma, of wrath and fire and fodder The terror in their night The monster in the basement, the ogre of damnation And the man inside died But then one day the rage was all gone and what remained Was a chasm in my chest The only thing that mattered the child i turned my back on The girl i should have kept But Daddy left, Daddy left your Daddy left The things that i have done, the wrath that i have wrung The widows who have wept The beast that i’ve become the judgement and the blood You must forget or be crippled by regret Your daddy left, your Daddy left, your Daddy left Your Mother was my life, my heart and soul and wife She blew up and was gone, i didn’t know how to go on I didn’t know how to accept I wish for your forgiveness, i wish the past was different I wish i would have known I wish for starts and sails, pipe dreams and fairytales But atonement time has flown And if somewhere you hate me, if your memories of me faded And resentment’s all you know You can take some consolation at the sad end of his days Daddy will die all alone Daddy will die all alone There’s no one else that’s left, just this room and war and death Your daddy’s all alone
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The Soiree 04:56
Constance: It’s a dance in the city with the dames dolled up all pretty And they’re feeling fine and frisky tonight And the beaus in their clothes with boots and tuxes, ties and bows Getting flirty, smiling dirty all right It’s a high class soiree, a hint of culture, tint of gay The refined are lined to come out and play With a fella on my arm i’m up to do a little harm He’s my mark i’m out to charm and get paid Mark: Well aren't you the cat’s meow. C: You're quite light on your feet yourself. Mark: Would you care for a Papaver cigarette? C: No, handsome, let's just dance. It’s the forefront of fashion, they’re sashaying at this bash and All the trends are getting set left and right All the wheeling and dealing, drinks and handshakes all are sealing All the trysts and twists of business ignite It’s the thrill of romancing all the belles are out a prancing And i’m dancing like a devil tonight It’s the science of flirtation all the wily games you’re playing And you both think you’re the cat with the mice It’s the partay, at the soiree come alive inside and rave away and play It’s so risqué, where the rich play, come inside, come alive, come and wine and dine and hustle today Mark: Say, you don’t suppose i could i ask your father for permission to court you? C: My father is gone. Probably dead. Mark: Oh dear r C: And i 'd rather not... Mark: Well They say if you journey to the underworld you can raise the dead, or at least see them i suppose... what's that Greek myth... C: You're a better dancer than a conversationalist, darling. It’s a dance in the city while the rich are sitting pretty There’s a thief and she’s a sneaking in sight While his eyes and hands are roaming i’m just eyeing up his coat Where the little case i’m chasing lies There’s a moment that’s growing where i’m going all for broke and I just know it’s gonna show itself soon With a dip and a touch and with some luck a clumsy bump And then i’m done and gonna run to the moon It’s the partay, at the soiree come alive inside and rave away and play It’s so risqué, where the rich play, come inside, come alive, come and wine and dine and hustle today At the partay, at the soiree come alive inside and rave away and play It’s so risqué, where the rich play come inside come alive come and wine and dine and hustle today Don’t be dismayed don’t you sit or stay clear cause all the action happens here It’s a fact that these soirees are where decisions are made And behind all the smiles there’s a beast here all the while It’s a deadly affair, it’s ferocious in its glare It’s a glamour a test it’ll go straight to your head It’s the silent deadly brawl it’s the writing on the wall where you stand when the card fall It’s a dance in the city all the wild and the witty Getting giddy geared up pretty to play It’s the body’s reaction to the musical attraction It’s relaxing and it’s starting to sway A sensation, a dip, the right rotation of the hips A quick elation you maintain all the night You can lose yourself in motion or commit something felonious As a bonus cause you know it’s all right
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Constance: Angry adolescents with no parents left Hang out all night sharpening their attitudes and smoking cigarettes Laugh and howl and cry until the room spins Hang on to Katy, all i know is tomorrow night i’ll do it all again In the wasteland Where the ashes, ashes all fall down from worlds that could never stand In the wasteland Where rings of roses, broken boughs, just fall down and down and down I raged with Katy through our last teens years We’s too wild to notice and too sad to care I learned the wind blows and the bough it breaks So i looked to have some laughs, some grass, and shots of what you got i’ll take At 2 A M a pack of wild kids laugh swig bottles back Stumbling and fumbling i bid good night and slap their backs I’d stray to the graveyard and pass out on my mother’s grave Til my aunt comes, puts a blanket round me, and just sits and stays In the wasteland Where the ashes, ashes all fall down from worlds that could never stand In the wasteland Where rings of roses, broken boughs, just fall down and down and down Katy’s daddy threw her mum aside Left her with nothing, and i’d loved her, she was always kind And in her hour of need no one would look around Someone had to step up, but i was ground and drowned and so far down I’s in the wasteland…. My dear Daddy, whiskey on his breath I never knew him really and one day, daddy left But still he’d say “my girl if only one thing now I ever teach you sweetheart…. Do not stay down Little girl oh little girl you don’t stay down You kick and scream and scratch, you roar and thrash but don’t stay down The last breath you take, spit in their face, You lick your wounds another day But get off the ground, go take em down, oh little girl, don’t stay down Daddy dear, i could use your voice right now Life’s smacked me round and i’m so down, i just can’t get up from here I put that angry girl behind me and i rose From ash just like you asked, i could use her here now, though I’m in the wasteland Where the ashes, ashes all fall down from worlds that could never stand In the wasteland Where rings of roses, broken boughs, just fall down and down and down Little girl oh little girl you don’t stay down You kick and scream and scratch, you roar and thrash but don’t stay down The last breath you take, spit in their face, You lick your wounds another day But get off the ground, go take em down, oh little girl, don’t stay down
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A book store a fair, a music hall, park everywhere i went i saw her At a circus run down on the outskirts of town we sat down and started talking The hours stop, the days unwind, at a quarter to the best of times In hindsight i wish the sweet painful bliss of seduction had drawn out longer Cause we fell in fast, fell hard and the world spun past like a waltz that swept along us The hours stop, the days unwind, at five to the best of times From money she came, weekends in those days our soirees were the wildest in town The inspired the mad, the thinkers the poets all laughed, raised a glass and whirled past The hours stop, the days unwind, it’s precisely now the best of times But times they darken. The purges had started. On the day they came Dorothy was taken. The doors all were locked. The parties all stopped. I learned to drink scotch in a dark room forsaken. Years passed but then, i saw her again sewing clothes in a room without fans She didn’t know me. She couldn’t you see, in her eyes, something missed There’s a trick with a pick, the doctor gives it a nick It makes you docile real quick The hours stop, the days unwind, moments pass, memories sigh At half past the best of times
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Constance: The girl felt scared and so unsure The tales they told, the thousand doors She saw the wolf in the forest and bed And thought “it’s better to be a wolf instead” So she buys a ticket to Storyville Station Where pages enfold the lost ones taken And every day just goes by like a dream Now the girl is a wolf full of fierce and guile She hunts her prey and runs the wild At last though, she is caught by man And now she sees an even better plan So she buys a ticket to Storyville Station Where the players are cast before they’ve awaken And every day just goes by like a dream And seem is not to be Here now, here with me As man she is mighty and tames the land ‘til soldiers come and above her stand But above the soldiers a general sits Who takes his orders straight from a Prince So she buys a tickets to Storyville Station Where everyone’s wishing and the play eats the players And every day just goes by a like a dream And seem is not to be Here now won’t you be now here with me All is not as always it might seem Dreamers lost in dreams within a dream Now she’s the Prince staring at the King But the King he cracks, broken by something He gives up his gold, Kingdom, power and all The Prince must know what causes Kings to fall Well he walked away from the top of the world All for the love of just one girl… Storyville Station can never take The one who’s here now and awake The pages fall, the girl transcends The life that’s lived just in your head The show, the role she was lost within The opera she thought she starred in Where every day just goes by like a dream And seem is not to be Here now, here with me.
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New Albion 9 03:36
Mascot 3000: There’s a city it is said that borders with the land of dead And since you’re here again, you best just stay New Albion’s its name, a sleek and large and lonely place And a tale of it we tell today Two decades now it’s been since a voodoo religion Spread like flames and disappeared like smoke Only a generation hence, oh the tech boom was intense But these days Arcadia Corp is closed Here’s to the days of bliss and wishes Here’s to the wild seeds once sown Here’s to the cults and waltz and whipsers Before they just us all alone Left us hangin on our own Housing projects lay half bare Bathed in lonely, neon glare Chorales of cockroaches sing hymns all through There’s an oracle now who the middle classes all flock too Though it’s a radiated pile of ooze There’s a super hero though he’s just a hologram you know Three college students they project each night The monorail line A has a ghost at night they say A pop star who has yet to break or die Here’s to the days that blazed so vivid When voodoopunks sang upon the street Here’s to the diodes and transistors That promised the future they would bring But it’s not all like it seems A taxi driver you may know you think a robot but not so A mouse named Kevin lives inside his skull He’s the one who drives the cab, tells bad jokes and who cops ask For advice on crimes to tough to solve An albino red haired girl, well she runs the underworld Controls a sandy drug i know you know It’s a generation hence from oh so interesting events But these days Arcadia Corp is closed Here’s to the days of songs and stories there’s one more i’d like you all to hear It all begins now with our dear Rachael, been in the Asylum two long years She had some fine days of bliss and wishes, but just the city’s they have flown Please join me to lend her and attend her, she’s been too long in there on her own And that’s longer than you know
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Rachael 05:42
Rachael: One day the walls will fall away and in the open air i'll race your rooms, your pills, your white restraints you will choke on them i pray the smug scratch of your pen your sticky fingers in my head and ask how did i lose my grasp on the truth was it abuse or booze that brought me to where girls are kept under careful lock be good or get the shock One day the walls will fall away A swallowed key will buy my way From stern and sighing white frocked men Who tell me “stop this sad pretense. Miss Idle’s Home for Orphaned Girls gave you a leg up in this world, But now you just stain the good Alderman’s name Girls who lie will find they get put away And kept under careful lock Be good or get the shock” And all my life the radio Told me how it loved me so All for me a yearning song, a long last love where i belong She’s mad they say. Lock her deep away. I caught his eye the day he came With his Save Orphans Now campaign At fifteen i, his special girl, he showed me a new, exciting world With sweet precision how he swept me off my feet and into bed A rapturous dream it certainly seemed, i was too young to know, to see Until the day my cycle was late “You will rid yourself of this” he came to say And when i refused they came and accused And swore and said there’s something wrong with my head And then they locked me away, drugged me up and ripped my child away And if i ever dare to say his name All will be taken from you Ah, and all you love will go to Ah And all my life the radio Told me how it loved me so All for me a yearning song, a long last love where i belong One day the walls will fall away And in the open air i race
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Connor 04:18
Connor: When the garden you tend dies and the doors which lead inside are locked and those who try to talk their way in, lie We were young, we were in love wild, voodoo prancing punks and you just knew she's headed up and i just rode along for fun As your time spins and sets what you love you can forget this i hope, i believe it's insomnia fantasy There's a time our garden bloomed pubs, promotions, pregnant too the big deal work that she would do for Arcadia, but soon they had scemes you can't believe computers made from human beings and the strange stuff they would need babies, fetuses and things As your time spins and sets what you love you can forget this i hope, i believe it's insomnia fantasy The rotting roots that you don't see crawling allo about beneath you love, you trust, believe But those you know are just a step to the baneful from the blessed betrayed, you break that day On the day our garden died how i screamed and how i cried how i begged her, but she sighed and to their dark schemes gave our child All those years ago i left Amber's done fine, movied up since now she leads them and i don't rest i fight them with my every breath So the years have come and gone We've each had a child since, but i suspect that they're in love and i fear for what will come As your time spins and sets what you love you can forget this i hope, i believe it's insomnia fantasy
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Rachael: What a show you missed they say The clowns have come to tear down the play The comedy where no one laughed And no one came, and no one clapped It borke down the last mile and the one time they smiled Was when the sets were torn down and on fire Come cry for the play, the bad lives and bad taste There’s nothing here that you wanted anyway Come cry for the play the sad lives and the waste It’s the show here that no one saw anyway What a show you missed they say The band is done and left the stage They played a gig where no one went Their final one, they won’t play again There’s no cat calls or fans, the one time that they dance Was when the song stopped and silence began Come cry for the play, the bad lives and bad taste There’s nothing here that you wanted anyway Come cry for the play the sad lives and the waste It’s the show here that no one saw anyway Come, come get me. Come get me. Come, come get me. Come get me. Come cry for the play, the bad lives and bad taste There’s nothing here that you wanted anyway Come cry for the play the sad lives and the waste It’s the show here that no one saw anyway
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Mascot 3000: When i woke When the spark of light ignited and i saw The sweet numeric cascades that encase and paint the world When i woke To the carbon creatures peering in my face With their questions, tests, delight and yet i missed a soft embrace When i woke When i woke When i woke To a lonely world, though i know they tried They say i’m prime first of my kind and watch with careful eyes When i woke And i hear the silent secrets behind smile What they won’t speak, before machine i used to be a child When i woke When i woke When i woke When at night the lights are turned out and they leave I smile inside and read my trashy sci fi magazines When i woke All the tales, adventures, journeys i would read And i wish upon a star someone would go on them with me When i woke Connor: You are more than what you seem You were once a human being You are more than circuit wires You were once my baby child You have brothers, one is lost But one returns soon from beyond Just like you, new life he’ll have With them you’ll go one day perhaps These people more than words i hate But my son is trapped away In a far and foreign place And you will bring him back one day Mascot 3000: When i woke When the strange man comes and talks to me each day Not of numbers or of data but of hearts and soft embrace When i woke And he speaks of siblings standing by my side And i sit and wish one day we have adventures them and i When i woke
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Connor: It’s so long that i await This deep breath and this fair day All the plans that i have made]but at last my son is safe If an AI he must be As long as he is here with me Now tonight then we will sit We can talk and bond again As your time spins and sets You can save what you love yet No more loss now for me I can finally sleep in peace Any minute here he’ll be Any minute now Any minute Mascot 3000: And in this episode Rachael and i go Off to see Elysium together ever so
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Rachael: It's another endless night It’s another strange delight it's one lost night's lullaby It’s another warning sign It’s another half spent time it's just one lost nights time gone by it's another way back home only seen when you don’t want to go it’s a blind man’s twisted road the breadcrumbs thrown, that disappear behind It’s another waning tide it's another time gone by It’s one last night's lullabye … it's another half read rhyme sent to you this one short time but there’s no reply at all it's another one way sign from a past i sacrificed for a future that i can’t recall It’s another child by night sailing on a pale thin silver light past the star that leads back home the four winds blow you on another mile It’s another distant sign its another time gone by its juts one last nights lullabye … On a ship of half dreamt dreams i sent my wishes out to sea but there's no reply at all Sailing past a blood red moon through the years and wordless tunes to a place i can’t retrace at all It’s long and lavish life lived away in one lost stolen night gone to wander in the wild time steals the child the final chime gone by it’s another endless song it’s another memory gone it's just one lost night’s lullabye

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Paul Shapera Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania

Cama’s attempt to commune with higher beings failed; she only found Decadent Dottie. Together they roamed, indulging in dangerous forms of psycho-neural self-exploration which Cama hoped would present the key to her people’s further evolution. It only led to her destroying her people so that one of their pets could evolve. She sat in her former civilization's rubble and listened to Paul Shapera. ... more

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