performance:

dennis harvey: noises | voice

composition/production:

dennis harvey: composition | mixing | production | recording

performance:

dennis harvey: all instruments | noises | voice

composition/production:

dennis harvey: composition | mixing | production | recording

extra performance:

jason harvey: drums | voice

paul ambro: guitar | voice

michael ambro: voice

brandon hayes: voice

randy kinard: voice

Good evening and welcome aboard Flu-Flee Hyperplex Star-Cruiser XZR-431. Today we'll be traveling from Rivendell through the Mines of Moria to our final destination at the forest home of Galadriel. We have a special guest on board today in seat 4a: all the way from Hobbiton, the Shire, please welcome the hobbit Mr. Underhill. We hope you stop by at some point during our flight and wish him well on his quest to defeat the dark lord Sauron. Those of you seated in the lower-left quadrant have an excellent view of the Balrog. Those of you seated in the upper-right quadrant can witness Saruman the White summoning the darkest forces of nature. We hope you enjoy your flight, and please let us know if you would like to participate in another bloated epic fantasy at any point in the future.

performance:

jason harvey: bass guitar | voice

michael ambro: guitar | voice

paul ambro: guitar | voice

dennis harvey: keyboards | voice

composition/production:

dennis harvey: lyrics | mastering | mixing | production | recording

The money's gone, she said
Instead, the money was in the car
We carried on like this until anguish made this language scar

We told the sky to fall
A call no one could hear from inside
Our tongues were sly
Fiendish English made this shameless language stainless, painless, bright

I wanted news of you of whom the ticker tape told me tales
I sold the stock and left all of my stuff behind
In case you'd ask me to take your cue
But there were no words for me
Only a thousand books written in code for someone else
With patience, I'd make these useless words bright

performance:

dennis harvey: all instruments | voice

composition/production:

dennis harvey: composition | lyrics | mastering | mixing | production | recording

When I fell asleep
I dreamed an accident that sent me flying across the road
I dreamed that I died
But I woke up laughing instead

On my way to work
There was an accident in the right-hand lane
I saw a driver's eyes
She turned to me as the airbag deployed
When I got to work
There was an accident involving the coffee machine
People sat on the floor and cried and cried and cried

These are no accidents
These are no accidents
They are messages from the aliens
Saying get your bags, get your people
Get your buns to another planet since this one is broken

There's blankets in the bedroom
There's candles in the bedroom and bottles in the basement
There's launch codes in the back room and androids for replacement

There's blankets in the bedroom
There's anchors in the bedroom, appliances and heirlooms
There's engines in the storeroom, the captain's in the breakroom
We haven't turned the lights out
We haven't done the dishes
The rain outside is razors and everybody's in

On my desk at work
There was an accident with the keyboard plunging through the telephone
They showed me the tape - I swore it was my clone
When they kicked me out
There was an accident with the building bursting into flames
Everyone was screaming
I smiled and hurried home

These are no accidents
These are no accidents
They are messages from the government
Saying everyone's out to get you
Why not get to another planet, since this one is broken

performance:

dennis harvey: all instruments | voice

composition/production:

dennis harvey: composition | lyrics | mastering | mixing | production | recording

extra performance:

jason harvey: bass guitar

performance:

jason harvey: bass guitar

michael ambro: guitar

paul ambro: guitar

dennis harvey: keyboards

composition/production:

michael ambro: composition

paul ambro: composition

jason harvey: composition

dennis harvey: composition | mastering | mixing | production | recording

performance:

dennis harvey: all instruments

composition/production:

dennis harvey: composition | mastering | mixing | production | recording

performance:

jason harvey: bass guitar

michael ambro: guitar

paul ambro: guitar

dennis harvey: keyboards

composition/production:

michael ambro: composition

paul ambro: composition

jason harvey: composition

dennis harvey: composition | mastering | mixing | production | recording

performance:

jason harvey: bass guitar | noises | voice

paul ambro: guitar | voice

michael ambro: voice

dennis harvey: keyboards | noises | voice

composition/production:

paul ambro: composition

jason harvey: composition

dennis harvey: composition | mastering | mixing | production | recording

These initial exercises are all derived from simple proven methods to help us better gather whether you suck at your job
Please agree so we can monitor you closely
In each exercise, place an asterisk where your soul has been sucked out

(See aggressions we eat, they're like a crowbar to the jaw)
In the cage on the stage are the places where the hands fall together
In the lines on the page are the places where the hands fall together

(Why don't you stay and fuck up everything)
When you know it don't matter
If you will or you won't
Endure or cower
There's no sinking the boat

We think that nobody's home
We can assume that someone like you is alone
Didn't you abandon everyone and still expect to be treated like a superstar
The golden behaviors are all derived from number one: be successful
It is placed first because it's something you'll never be
So pay attention
Listen closely
In each exercise, place an asterisk on what might have been

When you know it don't matter
If you sink or you float
Punch a hole in the hull, smash the mast with your skull
There's no sinking the boat

When you know it don't matter
If you win or you choke
Take it out for a ride, tear it up from inside
There's no sinking the boat

When you know it don't matter
If you quit or you cope
Tell yourself it's a trap, make a mess of the map
There's no sinking the boat

When you know it don't matter
If you will or you won't
Kiss the captain goodbye, throw him over the side
There's no sinking the boat

performance:

dennis harvey: all instruments | voice

composition/production:

dennis harvey: composition | lyrics | mastering | mixing | production | recording