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Deserter 2023 Remaster
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Deserter
Words by Paul Streckfus
Music by Jorge Lara, Lino Max, Juan Ramos, Ernest Salaz, and Paul Streckfus
Waking up
Something deadly ringing in my ear
Someone in my bed
And it ain’t me
I know where my clothes are at
I slap them on my back so fast
Get out before the big blue light blast
Twin engine enemy ain’t gonna get the jump on me
I withdrew
Just a thrown stone away
From the big, big drop
Living in a shack
With a pop named Bob
He don't like that
He don't like that
His light's 100 watts true to read the words
Of the savior late at night
I don't need that clue
To figure out the answers
To pass the exam
I've got them written on the back of my hand
On the bottom of my shoe
So long, so long
I withdrew
So long, so long
Deserter
So long, so long
Deserter
Deserter
Deserter
Deserter
I deserted the ranks of the zombie clones
And the bone-led leaders sucking hard
On the cone-headed government
No thanks, no thanks, it's in my memory banks
Tucked away in my piles
In my secret files
Of the who’s on the list up next
Gonna try to shackle my wrist
Plug my ears
Jump my sex
Make me crawl and cover for them
Make me find a lover for them
I refuse to even pick up the pen
So long, so long
I withdrew
So long, so long
I withdrew
So long, so long
I withdrew
So long, so long
So long, so long
Deserter
So long, so long
I slipped through
I slipped through
Enemy ain’t got nothing on me
Nothing on me
Enemy ain’t got nothing on me
Nothing on me
Enemy ain’t got nothing
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Speaking In Tongues
Words by Paul Streckfus
Music by Jorge Lara, Lino Max, Juan Ramos,
Ernest Salaz, and Paul Streckfus
I've seen those same lights
One thousand instances
Just like tonight
But they don't know me
The moon is a bright fire flame
And you
We've met so many times
But yet
We're still not there
Maybe the right words
Haven’t come out yet
Vibrations in air
Smoke from your lungs
My nerves are speaking in tongues
I bet it's not too late
It's the quiet eyes
That I hate
Contact
But nothing said
Smoke from your lungs
My nerves are speaking in tongues
Speaking in tongues
Speaking in tongues
On the way to your place
I can imagine the sound of the air
You're there
But the lights don't know my name
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Espionage Radio
Words by Paul Streckfus
Music by Jorge Lara, Lino Max, Juan Ramos,
Ernest Salaz, and Paul Streckfus
Now you know the truth
It crashed right through your roof
Coming up from behind on your blindside
Watch out or you'll give away your position
You found it at the store
It's what you're living for
The shake you gave to the stranger on the corner
I know many but yet
I don't know any really
Up at the bar
Your tongue it gets loose
Wrap it around your neck like a noose
I hit rewind with one blink of an eye
And just like that it's gone but kept in place
Instructions classified
Secret passageways in the operators’ heads
Up at the bar
Your tongue it gets loose
Wrap it around your neck like a noose
I never knew I was so contagious
I never knew I was so contagious
I never knew I was so contagious
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Copilot (Keep Me Awake)
Words by Paul Streckfus and Lino Max
Music by Jorge Lara, Lino Max, Juan Ramos, Ernest Salaz, and Paul Streckfus
I'm sorry that you're sick, copilot
Don't be sad because you came, copilot
Sit back leave the driving to me
We won't make too many stops
Along the way
Copilot don't slam on the brakes
Seat belt’s too tight
It might save your life
That guy won't turn off his brights
Sometimes it gets dark at night
There's no streetlights
No stations, no signs
But this ain’t no time for resign
Copilot I'm yours you're mine
Wooo Copilot
I'm yours, you're mine
So let's get back on time
If you're along on this ride
You've got to decide which way to take
Can't keep it hidden inside
Not satisfied with what we make
But when you're at the wheel
It feels right to me
Oh we love trading off in the passenger seat
Wooo Copilot
I’m yours, you’re mine
Let's get back on time
Sit back and relax
Sit back and relax
I'm yours, you're mine
Sit back and relax
Don't slam on the brakes
Keep me awake
Sit back and relax
Sit back and relax
I'm yours, you're mine
Sit back and relax
Keep me awake
Just stay between the lines
Just stay between the lines
Just stay between the lines
We'll get back on time
Sit back and relax
Sit back and relax
I'm yours, you're mine
Sit back and relax
Don't slam on the brakes
Keep me awake
Sit back and relax
Sit back and relax
I'm yours, you're mine
Sit back and relax
Keep me awake
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Dragon-Tiger Fight
Words by Paul Streckfus
Music by Jorge Lara, Juan Ramos,
Ernest Salaz, and Paul Streckfus
A mighty beast prowls the jungle floor
He's looking for another to settle a score
The two had a bargain that on this final night
They would see which one would win
The Dragon-Tiger fight
The cat sharpened his claws
The serpent flexed his scales
And they encircled each other
Monkeys in the court were eating fleas
From off their tails as they watched
The sky grew dark and cold
And the clouds converged on earth
The land was ripped by lightning
The maker of the dirt
The seas were overflowing
The rain poured from the sky
The fire from the mountain flowed down
And the human beings cried
Beasts were howling murder
The insects blocked the sun
When the fight was over
There was no winning one
The tiger's neck was broken
The dragon had no head
The jungle lost its leaders and the ground was stained blood-red.
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Hardcore Birthday Cake for Psychic Newborn Freaks
Words by Paul Streckfus
Music by Jorge Lara, Lino Max, Juan Ramos,
Ernest Salaz, and Paul Streckfus
In the dream, it was your birthday
I just came to your party
To get out of the house
My horoscope said
That I'd feel this way all week
But it didn't say
Why I feel like a freak
I'll do anything you tell me to
I'm telling you that I love you
Hardcore birthday cake
For psychic newborn freaks
Hardcore birthday cake
For psychic newborn freaks
Summer sun will melt the ice
You and I will have nine lives
I used to be a loner
Then I became one of you
Everybody in this room
Is making plans for the day of doom
We formed a team
We had a future dream
You want to know what it means
Exploding candles and psychic genes
Hardcore birthday cake
For psychic newborn freaks
Hardcore birthday cake
For psychic newborn freaks
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With It 2023 Remaster
02:53
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With It
Words by Paul Streckfus and Lino Max
Music by Jorge Lara, Lino Max, Juan Ramos,
Ernest Salaz, and Paul Streckfus
I'm asking you this question
Are you in it or not?
I'm asking you this question
Are you in it or not?
I'm asking you this question
Are you in it or not?
Telling me a story
It ain't got a plot
Coloring by numbers and connecting the dots
Draw your own plan and you won't be taught
I'm asking you this question
Are you in it or not?
See you all the time in the parking lot
Just hanging out begging for cash
Nickels and dimes add up fast
You look so out, what's it about?
I'm asking you this question are you in it or not?
Hands inside my pocket, what do I got?
Hand inside my pocket, what do I got?
Whenever I'm cold you're always hot
I'm asking you this question are you in it or not?
I'm asking you this question are you in it or not?
What is the meaning of this thing that I bought?
Threw it out the window in the parking lot
Quarter after quarter into the slot
I'd take the whole thing but I might get shot
Cornered, outnumbered, I ran but you fought
Look over your shoulder, when will I stop?
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Blemish Party
Words by Paul Streckfus and Lino Max
Music by Jorge Lara, Lino Max, Juan Ramos,
Ernest Salaz, and Paul Streckfus
Conditioned air
Makes me wish that I had more hair
A coat to cover my frame
Tonight I see you in a different light
But I barely remember your name
Would you want to change my face as well
So we can meet all over again?
I wish I looked more like you
I wish I looked like you
Is it a look that grabs hold?
Or just a fingerprint?
Whatever makes you more whole
Remove every blemish from your blueprint
Let's pretend we're alone
And over comes an old friend
They'll never know it was you
Unless they notice your face made of glue
Cream in the coffee
You begin to tell me the one who you met in a book
The trip that you took to the spot you forgot was my place
And I would change my face
So we can meet all over again
And I wish I looked like you
I wish I looked like you
I'll send you a chunk in the mail
All the way from Chicago (Chicago)
Chicago! Chicago!
But promise not make any clones
They'll never like the shape of my nose
I wish I looked more like you
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Room On The Floor
Words by Paul Streckfus
Music by Jorge Lara, Lino Max, Juan Ramos,
Ernest Salaz, and Paul Streckfus
Poison syphon
Lips teeth and tongue
Sucking down a bottle
that you bought special
For your downfall
First night of the year
Filled with forgotten fights
You said, "How did I get here?"
How did I get here?
How did I get here?
How did I get here?
Stumble in and out your life
Where's it gonna take you?
Lead you on by the ear
To an unexplained bump,
bruise or cut or what?
So surprised to hear the news
Of what you said last night
While you were out like a light
I'm not surprised
How did I get here?
How did I get here?
How did I get here?
How did I get here?
Bottle rocket
How did I get here?
Bottle rocket
How did I get here?
Bottle rocket
How did I get here?
Bottle rocket
How did I get here?
How did I get here?
How did I get here?
How did I get here?
Come on in
There's room on the floor
You already found it
when you fell through the door
First big night of the year
But there's nothing new happening here
What happened to the one that I knew?
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Glorium Austin, Texas
Glorium are a post-hardcore/art punk band, formed in San Antonio, TX in 1991 by George J. Lara -bass, Juan Miguel Ramos - drums, Ernest Salaz -guitar, voice, Lino Max -guitar, voice and Paul Streckfus -vocals. Played their first gig at TacoLand in San Antonio TX , 1992. Toured the US multiple times notably with El Santo in 1993, and Fugazi and Branch Manager on a three state run in spring 1996 ... more
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