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FUCK TRUMP AND HER NEO-NAZI SLUMBER PARTYperformance:matthew mccrary: guitar | voice
dennis harvey: backing voice | drums
composition/production:matthew mccrary: composition | lyrics
dennis harvey: composition | mastering | mixing | production | recording
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performance:matthew mccrary: acoustic guitar | voice
dennis harvey: keyboards
composition/production:dennis harvey: mastering | mixing | production | recording
This track is a live performance or was recorded in one take.
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performance:jason harvey: bass guitar | voice
michael ambro: guitar
paul ambro: guitar
dennis harvey: keyboards | voice
composition/production:jason harvey: composition
paul ambro: composition
michael ambro: composition
dennis harvey: composition | mastering | mixing | production | recording
extra performance:kenny vessels: voice
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all sounds by various artistsextra composition/production:dennis harvey: mastering | mixing | production | recording
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performance:composition/production:paul ambro: composition
michael ambro: composition
jason harvey: composition
dennis harvey: composition | mastering | mixing | production | recording
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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 brightperformance:dennis harvey: all instruments | voice
composition/production:dennis harvey: composition | lyrics | mastering | mixing | production | recording
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performance:dennis harvey: all instruments
composition/production:dennis harvey: composition | mastering | mixing | production | recording
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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 brokenperformance:dennis harvey: all instruments | voice
composition/production:dennis harvey: composition | lyrics | mastering | mixing | production | recording
extra performance:jason harvey: bass guitar
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performance:composition/production:paul ambro: composition
michael ambro: composition
jason harvey: composition
dennis harvey: composition | mastering | mixing | production | recording
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