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Spirits Rebellious

by The LoLos

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1.
My father is time eternal My sister is the wind My brother rots in jail for something I've done If I die out on the trail would you please bury me standing Should they march over me with their boots I'll just sprout roses Rascals, thieves, and vagabonds I know that we will never change We spirits rebellious live by our own rules We're the least obedient people in the world They say grandfather made Christ's nails but hey a blacksmith has got to eat we all know it's travellers that you blame You'll raise your fist but we'll have wandered Come crash of thunder, bang of doom We'll drop our tools and pick up our tunes While grey men spread their war and gloom We'll just spread roses Rascals, thieves, and vagabonds I know that we will never change We spirits rebellious live by our own rules We're the least obedient people in the world
2.
Shotgun 05:21
Old Coyote with a brand new gun is shooting stop signs and dancing in the road A trail of spent shells lead to the forbidden woods While Midas touch might of turned things gold Shotgun blows kisses, makes everything holy Coyote grins wide 'cause he threatens the shape of this world With a shotgun One dog carnival in a borrowed coat The one that separates the bait from the hook When men and gods get stiff he's the scheme and the oil can And the people are restless The priest is tired The whole damned town is more dead than alive because they've known no glory Enters: The thunderstorm With a shotgun Hello, my name is Coyote I've come with a message Order has grown boring Before you know me as the answer to your prayers You'll know me as entropy I will undo you Down goes the courthouse Down goes the clock Down goes the church The priest is running naked in socks, screaming: Work of the Devil! You righteous better cover your eyes! but nobody hears him over shotgun fire The townsfolk are drunk and dancing 'round the pyre of what they knew to be sacred The night is long and glows orange and burns Morning comes Coyote is gone and the dazed wake in the road of the new world All they've ever known is now crackling rubble Grown men cry because they don't know what's left to do When the priest, who is now wearing leather and feathers, shouts: Fear not! You've been visited by an angel! Focus your eyes before the dust settles Through every shotgun hole God's light shines through
3.
Parakeet 04:22
Parakeet in your cage left to live out my days in bright amusement for you bastards who have no songs of your own to sing And all I dream of are blue skies I stare out windows most days and plan my daring escape And these fucking finches don't know when to quit Man I swear I will show them one day when I find my way to the blue skies I swear there's nothing left of that broken heart bird in the mirror I swear that when I find my chance I will spread these wings and fly away Through an open window I swear there's nothing left of this broken heart bird in the mirror I swear that when I find my chance I will spread these wings and fly away Through an open window
4.
Ascension 03:25
Hit snooze 'til it breaks you're always with the smiling and getting away Well take your time, love you set the pace I'll let you take the lead just don't lead me on You know you're something else and there's something in the way that you smile that says you must be strong, be careful most men fail You're so damned tough for such a little thing You know there's only so long my heart can wait before it breaks 'cause I'm so sentimental, I know I fall too fast This time I'm feeling something from the start but I feel there's a gravity pulling you away This ain't the time that I will win your heart You know it's warmest under here I'll keep you from the december air and you could stay all morning, love stay all day Let's make believe that there is no other world You know there's only so long my heart can wait before it breaks 'cause I'm so sentimental, I know I fall too fast This time I'm feeling something from the start but I feel there's a gravity pulling you away This ain't the time that I will win your heart Goodbye for now
5.
Tiger 02:00
Let me know when I've had enough When it comes to you I've got no words for "No" I'm a sucker for all the love that you don't give me 'Cause you know it's all I hope for in the end Tear me up, little tiger You don't hold my hand You blink at all the clever things I say But I'm a sucker for the blindfold that I'll give you Damn you for smiling widest when you hold me down Tear me up, little tiger Make me whole, little tiger
6.
Scoundrel 05:44
Please please please forget me Don't remember the words that I've said Forget my name when I'm gone I'm a scoundrel son and I'm already dead I was born on the Mississippi and like that river I've rushed the corners I've raged free I had that gold just slipping through my fingers but so was my woman and when I found that man in my bed.. I think there's no road left to redemption unless there's some way to raise the dead I think I've burned every last one of these bridges and every lawman alive knows my name and has seen my face Please please please forget me Don't remember the words that I've said Forget my name when I'm gone I'm a scoundrel son and I'm already dead I was born in New York City the only son of some country bumpkin millionaire and I sat high and lively on that saddle and I was high on more than life when I pulled my gun Oh I think road left to salvation unless there's some way to raise the dead 'cause I set fire to oil when I met my match and every slick-backed gangster alive knows my name and has seen my face Please please please forget me Don't remember the words that I've said Forget my name when I'm gone I'm a scoundrel son and I'm already dead - I ain't got the time to pay for my sins I have no means to make amends so I'll die change my name, move far away I'm sorry my son I'm a scoundrel so I die change my name, move far away I'm sorry my son I'm a scoundrel - Some say I was swept away in the Mississippi River some say I was rolled up in a rug and tossed in the Hudson Bay truth is I'll never die 'long as you tell my stories truth is that when I die it'll say unknown on my grave Please please please forget me Don't remember the words that I've said Forget my name when I'm gone I'm a scoundrel son and I'm already dead
7.
Streetlights 03:45
Stand up straight It's time you started being a man, son stop daydreaming, toughen up, and quit wasting your time with girls We burn the daylight and even more when we have fire Create worlds as we desire no-one can stop, or slow, or tell us how to be before Streetlights come on To tear us both away To keep us from what matters And each-other Streetlights can never light the dark around our hearts Or show us which way home is Never cared much for dolls or princesses or fancy dresses or boys I want to shoot guns with boys At boys Oh boy, the trouble we could get into when Streetlights come on To tear us both away To keep us from what matters And each-other Streetlights can never light the dark around our hearts Or show us which way home is In that time before it's dark When the lights come on too early We shuffle out of the canal cut across the fields and take the train tracks And when the cold blue light shines against our burning sky Is it day or night? And if it's our time, what are we? When the Streetlights come on To tear us both away To keep us from what matters And each-other Streetlights can never light the dark around our hearts Or show us which way home is
8.
Here's a man in reverse He rehearses songs he hasn't sung since he was eight years old On the stage, Peter Pan, he played the leading role How he swam out to sea as a young man Before the war Before he wore a rifle on his shoulder Before he sat behind a desk and got older Now Norman is dying and finally dying to live after living so many years dead What's been normal to Norman is blind movement forward Now moving backward is the only way ahead To the old days Does it ever get better than the old days? And in some way, Can an old man wake tomorrow in the old days? Here's a man in reverse Look how he searches for memories of color to dress this black and white poem in a cluttered drawer he found the sand dollar that brought him back to his home He stood on the beach that next Monday On the shore of his youth he surely used to swim to the horizon He sure he could touch the sun just one last time Norman is dying and finally dying to live after living so many years dead What's been normal to Norman is blind movement forward Now moving backward is the only way ahead Behind every half-step Below every compromise was a voice deep inside Norman's chest That sang: Fool, old fool! When will you remember that a moment lived is worth a thousand years? Swim Norman swim to the edge of this world - - - Swim Norman swim off the edge of this world - - To the old days Does it ever get better than the old days? And in some way, Can an old man wake tomorrow in the old days?
9.
Saturnalia 04:34
Saturday morning Bugs Bunny always wins and boys without fathers have to find their own heroes If I'm going gray, I'm surely going rabbit gray If all you see is immaturity well Na na na na naa naa Maybe more than a bit lazy Maybe more than a bit crazy If you want to save me, help me have my way I'm a man with a plan A boy with a crayon I will draw on your walls with my little abstracts of revolution And all the pretty little things that I ever thought to think While staring blankly into outer space To find the outer reaches of these inner spaces Oh how far I've travelled My the things I've found There's a season where the leaves jump back on the trees to green When pondering imponderabilia is the duty of the sane Saturnalia, I'm in love I'm in love Saturnalia, sad to see you go Don't want to see you go 'cause I could do this everyday write love songs to oblivion grab the sweet unknown by it's rosy cheeks to kiss it's mysterious lips I could spin myself dizzy, like a dervish on the lam steal the clothes off emperors I could give a damn Saturday evening everyone does in their head They hop off the hamster wheel into suitable vices And come Monday everything goes back the same Everyone knows we have to slave for our freedoms "We know what we are but know not what we may be" Maybe we're lunatics that think none of this is real but life is too damned short Ending too damned soon What harm has ever come from singing naked to the moon? Even if it's damn near every single night and every single time the moon's out in daylight There's a certain balance to pushing over normal that's necessary perhaps pre-ordained For every baron in an armchair, stealing life and starting war There's a poet in the graveyard, painting flowers on the skulls Saturnalia, I'm in love I'm in love Saturnalia, sad to see you go Don't want to see you go I could do this everyday write love songs to oblivion grab the sweet unknown by it's rosy cheeks, kiss it's lips Spin myself dizzy, like a dervish on the lam steal the clothes off emperors I could give a damn 'Cause I'm in love Saturnalia I'm love

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Of trickster coyotes, liberated songbirds, runaways, scoundrels, wanderers, and Saturnalian celebration.

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released March 18, 2017

Matthew Heyden: Lead Vocals, Keys

Ben Colbeck: Guitars, Bass Guitar, Ukulele, Keys

McKenzie Warner: Drums, Percussion, Bottles, Vocals on "Streetlights",

Tom Nasr: Bass Guitar on "Spirits Rebellious", "Parakeet", "Ascension", "Scoundrel"

Caroline Fairchild: Violin on "Streetlights"

Scott "Soars with Doves" Barwick: Organ on "Scoundrel"

"Spirits Rebellious", "Shotgun", "Parakeet", "Ascension", "Scoundrel" and "Streetlights" recorded at Origami Lounge by Scott Barwick

"Tiger" and "Man In Reverse" recorded at Energy Plant by Matt Franklin

"Saturnalia" recorded by The LoLos

All tracks mixed and mastered by Ben Colbeck except "Scoundrel" mixed by Scott Barwick, Mastered at Abbey Road Studios

All songs written, arranged and performed by The LoLos

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