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the seventh rories record. recorded in june of 2006 by simon hunt and produced and engineered by simon hunt may – december of 2007. all words by keith helt, music by the rories except: and then, d503, and even moonlight words by eric es, music by the rories.
eric es – bass, alex morales – drums, keith helt – guitar and voice
tracklist
1. d503 2. allen ginsberg 3. coup 4. blissed 5. believe in sense 6. even moonlight 7. and then 8. you never call
D503 zamyatin’s glass buildings rise from a city of smoke and mirrors super highways traverse deadly streets how comfortably lie new york’s dead the truth will not out sea to shining sea even the past predictable no more you and me and D503 glass buildings mirrors smoke and we
allen ginsberg you said too much and i not enough i was seduced by yr poetry i was enthralled you talked on and on you wove such pretty words around me when will you take off yr clothes when will you be beautiful i saw you destroy the lives of men i saw you smile and turn a blind eye when will you live up to all yr promises when will you deserve all paine’s prose america when will you take off yr clothes america when will you be beautiful
coup arrogance blinding confounding fueling greed for control over bodies i want to control what others can do with what they own this is such a quiet coup we don’t even make a sound swinging right self taught home grown spin spin spin turn science on its head i promise i’ll believe anything you say just don’t make me read
blissed we always love a good lie the perfect liar to tell the perfect truth we always love a good story all neat and tidy good enough to eat we love it when there’s no bitter aftertaste when there are no loose ends everything tied up nice and neat sugar coated swallow it all so sweet we love it when it’s for our own good we love it when you save us from ourselves we always love it when yr cooking up a brand new threat to sell something new to distract us to keep us from ever looking to deep we love it when our minds are occupied with fear paranoia consume as long as you serve it with a smile we will always vote you in
believe in sense i can’t wait to tell you all about it it’s so exciting can you believe it does it make sense i can’t wait to see you there all dressed up beautiful as can be can you believe it does it make sense
even moonlight even moonlight struggles into the bedroom outside dug in trenches soldiers line up from here to washington wrapped up in red white and blue sheets they aim and they shoot no one’s keeping tabs on the casualties man woman whatever shade of blue in black and white someone’s always going to the wall why can’t they let love love how it wants like war reminds us how we never should again only stolen freedom sends us out into streets with bright banners declaring the world finds us in shades of gray chanting simply into corridors that never hear man woman… even moonlight struggles into the bedroom creeping creatures like the kind lost in childhood emerge from underneath conjugal bedframes citing documents written in the eighteenth century
and then? after the storm on nickels and dimes rebuild the city not the lives already broken under american dreams long before buried in history and then tell us and then not even the apologies change the day after what then after the storm or airplanes and bombs rebuild the city not the lives already broken under imperial dreams long before buried in history and then tell us and then not even the apologies change the day after what then after the quiet more quiet follows dismantle the cities and the poorest lives already broken export the nothing long before buried in history and then tell us and then not even the apologies change the day after what then