FALL OFF THE EARTH paralyzed as you walked by we'd been talking about you that day careless coincidence left me behind while your next victim led you away can you understand what you have done? all said and gone I am the stupid one I lit my last broken cigarette upon the setting sun and burned the dawn now everybody sings the songs they wrote for you to me since you threw away the comfort of my company serenaded by a dead end symphony and searching for a guarantee guarantee guarantee to the mystery I sat alone on 2nd ave collecting my debts in a garbage bag my broken heart safe for a while from the synchronicities in a circular file "goin' to the chapel" played in the air like a dead end symphony when you appeared for better or for worse I realized you’d left me forever and ever now everybody sings the songs they wrote for you to me since you threw away the comfort of my company serenaded by a dead end symphony and searching for a guarantee guarantee guarantee to the mystery don’t fall apart for her you're one of the many she’ll never understand what your love is worth just play your part in her dead end symphony she’ll lead you on until you fall off of the earth Lyrics copyright 2010 Ristaino/Towbin

COBALT SILVER The whole world’s bust a nut with out a screw Inside my magic pumpkin room Magnetic poles have switched The tiny earth lost her shit Broke all her marbles two by two And if it all becomes too much for you Picture silver rain painting fields of cobalt blue And if it all becomes too much for you Picture silver rain painting fields of cobalt blue The weather shines inside my heart for you Showers silver rain feeding fields of cobalt blue And if it all becomes too much for you Picture me loving you Scramble cross this twisting burning world Butterfly nets catch the biggest wave to drown you down the swirl Girl no matter what you do you’ll never find a love like I feel for you unless of course you do And if it all becomes too much for you Picture silver rain painting fields of cobalt blue And if it all becomes too much for you Picture silver rain painting fields of cobalt blue The weather shines inside my heart for you Showers silver rain feeding fields of cobalt blue And if it all becomes too much for you Picture me loving you I need you to need me this way When you trip across my fate And you drift over so many lifetimes Now one of them is mine If love is blind then defy time and trace my story on my simian line Know me in your heart as I feel you in my mind And if it all becomes too much for you Picture silver rain painting fields of cobalt blue (I feel you in my mind) And if it all becomes too much for you Picture silver rain painting fields of cobalt blue The weather shines inside my heart for you Showers silver rain feeding fields of cobalt blue And if it all becomes too much for you Picture me loving you Silver and blue Picture me loving you Silver and blue Picture me loving you Lyrics copyright 2010 Phil Ristaino

THE REASON Punked I push the paper boulders up the week forever Drunk on mediocre missions chasing trash for treasure Origami time machines fold my life together To an endless string of Wednesdays holding now to never What can I do? I must pursue this money shot into the blue And what is the reason When a soul conceived in freedom Falls entangled in its dreaming Is the reason to be? I’ll melt the mirrors till my fire's smoke and sand I’ll earn enough for us if you trust me to be your man (8 days a week) I work a hard days night the paperback rains help (I need somebody) to feed the Heavens underneath my frozen over (hello hello hello) What makes a teenage carnivore become a corporation whore? And what is the reason When a soul conceived in freedom Falls entangled in its dreaming Is the reason to be? I shoulda slaughtered every worthless rule I woulda tore this fucking world in 2 I coulda sworn I’d never bend or bruise The Buddha grabbed the ring and tagged the moon Wish I had know how much I had to prove I woulda whipped the horse’s eyes to glue I coulda gave a shit and made a move I shoulda quit this bitch and spit the truth But now it’s building up inside of me Still wearing half a heart upon my sleeve I’m like a dollar bill without a dream Fallen far off from the money tree So now I’m grinding daily finding maybe All my time is wasted paper chasing Faced with endless strings the Wednesdays bring I’m even melting clouds for silver linings And what is the reason When a soul conceived in freedom Falls entangled in its dreaming Is the reason to be? Its this conditioning To fish for pole positioning That leaves us living wishing For a reason to be Lyrics copyright 2010 Phil Ristaino

Stereo I receive in stereo And emit a soothing glow And I’m in your mind It’s a clever scenario When you become your own hero Then you unwind There’s a real relation you don’t understand Mythic box of complications opens in your hands And as I wade through dissatisfaction I know you lie Compromise my dignity To get you to look at me And I won’t go away In the spiral of history I’ll be there, repeated endlessly A hero to them, but a tyrant today There’s a real relation you don’t understand Mythic box of complications opens in your hands And as I wade through dissatisfaction I know you lie Lyrics copyright 2010 Allen Towbin

HERO WITH 1000 EYES (THESE ARE DREAMS) PLEASE HOLD ON I STILL SEE THE FUTURE WE LET SLIP AWAY ALL ALONE IT’S THE EGO’S JOY TO SEPARATE WHEN DAYS FALL DOWN AND THE STARLESS NIGHT’S AN INFINITE DECAY NEW HOPE DAWNS ON THE FOOLISH AND THE BRAVE IN MY DREAMS EVERY REGRET IS WASHED AWAY IN CAMBELL’S RIVERBED STREAMS OF NEW MYTHOLOGIES METAPHORS LIVE LITERALLY NOW I CAN SEE AS OTHER’S SEE A LIGHT THROUGH HISTORY I I’M THE HERO WITH A 1000 EYES EVERY LIFE YOU’RE LIVING IS MY LIFE AND IF YOU SHOW ME JUST WHAT IS RIGHT I WILL FIND OUR WAY OUT OF THE NIGHT LIFE’S NOT LONG FOR A HOLLOW MAN TO WIN A MORTAL DAY BUT LIFE GOES ON THROUGH THE GENERATIONS WE CREATE HEROES GONE BURNED PROMETHEAN, AND LIVED TO SEIZE THE DAY NOW OUR TIME COMES TO REVEAL THE WISDOM THEY ONCE SAVED SOME ARE FOOLED SOME OF THE TIME BUT YOU CAN’T BLIND A HERO WITH A 1000 EYES YOU MAY THINK THE STORIES LIE I BELIEVE THEY ARE ALIVE WORDS TO BRIDGE THE GREAT DIVIDE A THOUSAND SYMBOLS POINTING TOWARDS A SINGLE I I’M THE HERO WITH A 1000 EYES EVERY LIFE YOU’RE LIVING IS MY LIFE AND IF YOU SHOW ME JUST WHAT IS RIGHT I WILL FIND OUR WAY OUT OF THE NIGHT I’M THE HERO WITH A 1000 EYES EVERY LIFE YOU’RE LIVING IS MY LIFE AND IF YOU SHOW ME JUST WHAT IS RIGHT I WILL FIND OUR WAY HOME THEY SAY ITS DARKEST BEFORE THE DAWN (I WILL FIND OUR WAY HOME) THE DAWN IS OVER, NOW ITS OUR TIME (TIME MELTS STREAMS) STREAMS OF NEW MYTHOLOGIES (THESE ARE DREAMS) METAPHORS LIVE LITERALLY NOW I CAN SEE AS OTHER’S SEE (A LIGHT THROUGH HISTORY) I’M THE HERO WITH A 1000 EYES EVERY LIFE YOU’RE LIVING IS MY LIFE AND IF YOU SHOW ME JUST WHAT IS RIGHT I WILL FIND OUR WAY OUT OF THE NIGHT (I WILL FIND OUR WAY HOME) I WILL FIND OUR WAY OUT OF THE NIGHT (I WILL FIND OUR WAY HOME) I WILL FIND OUR WAY OUT OF THE NIGHT (I WILL FIND OUT WAY HOME) (A LIGHT THROUGH HISTORY) (THESE ARE DREAMS) Lyrics copyright 2010 Phil Ristaino

Her favorite song I play dj Spinning other people’s songs all day I could blow away this bar But I can’t play the guitar She begs me for bon jovi She’s so drunk she’d promise anything Buys me an umbrella drink But will she be there in the morning She’s screaming All night long She keeps beggin’ me to play her favorite song She’s screaming All night long Boy you gotta spin it till the moon goes down So she can get down Underneath 9th st Slackers boogie to the local freaks I’m stuck backstage running sound While these honeys run around (lookit all the honeys) Put a guitar in my hands I’ll turn alcoholics into loyal fans When I finally get my chance Even the chick behind the soda jerk will get up and dance She’s screaming All night long She keeps beggin’ me to play her favorite song She’s screaming All night long Boy you gotta spin it till the sun comes round She’s screaming “if you play my song for me I’ll be grateful eternally Shake my thing till 4:03 and leave with you in the morning That’s what she promises I stare into her dress Her hypnotic cleavage Gets me so distracted and the record skips record skips Closing time comes around But c-c-crazy Katie ain’t nowhere to be found She’s passed out on the backstage couch Her head will be screaming in the morning She’s screaming All night long She keeps beggin’ me to play her favorite song She’s screaming All night long Boy you gotta spin it till the moon goes down She’s screaming All night long She keeps beggin’ me to play her favorite song She’s screaming All night long Boy you gotta spin it till the sun comes round So she can get down Lyrics copyright 2010 Phil Ristaino

Alchemical dependency Can’t go through life with no in your heart You can mix pop rox with jolt and sweet tarts Came to party in this bitch so let the party start Burn hits up charts, turn farts to art Call me Al Chemical mold flesh to gold Drum beats bang booties into tootsie rolls I’m known to turn the other cheek into a profit And every time you hear me speak, you hear a prophet You ain’t gonna stop it Turn the other cheek into a profit I’m so sprung when I open my eyes Every day I wake up and get addicted to life I spout off words running my mouf sprung a leak All the ladies say “honey, Money Shot’s a speak freak” Burn Hallow’s Eve calories from tricks to treats The brave inherit the earth, the meek inherit the weak Call me Mr. Show I’m understandishable Drinking cokesacola claxic with the new pope Turn the USA into a UFO Hear the shit I say, say them shits is doh! (real doh, on the real) You ain’t gonna stop it Turn the other cheek into a profit I’m so sprung when I open my eyes Every day I wake up and get addicted to life (we should go out for coffee some time) I'm addicted to change addicted to weed addicted to language fucked from tv I'm a fiend for music g-g-gimme a beat! strung out from getting your ass out that seat I'm a fool for the girlies walking down the city streets when they ass go boom and they titties beep beep celebrity porn is like heron to me hooked on phonics, phonetically you see the more..... the more I travel round this crazy world the less places there are to hide you might get sprung over a dime or a girl but I'm deeper than that, yeah, cause I'm addicted to life Lyrics copyright 2010 Phil Ristaino

Political Criminal Wave your sacrifice around With a selfless fist Blow up the ones you mean to save And save yourself a facelift the backhand of God Drunk on power, righteous to shiv Say “It’s a privilege to kill For people Dying to live.” I’m dying to live You are who you believe you are But you can’t always see who you believe you are Take time to see through your beliefs Believe you are The morning star is not who you believe you aren’t And there you are Right back down at the start Believing that you are what you believe Criminals trust their instincts When the politicians drive us to drink Pirates spinning spider webs Liars wielding tridents of truth You think its all about you You think its all about you Now I’m a criminal Pay no taxes, live off the grid Do what’s wrong for the right reasons To mirror your bullshit I’m forced to help myself Take my life into my own hands You take away our rights For our protection, no Criminals trust their instincts When the politicians drive us to drink Pirates spinning spider webs Liars wielding tridents of truth You think its all about you (but its not all about you) two sides, the same disgrace we wear each other’s faces I’d try to take your place But I hate what you do You Lie and do the opposite of what you say you do to be the opposition I must do the opposite and same as you Criminals trust their instincts When the politicians drive us to drink Pirates spinning spider webs Liars wielding tridents of truth You think its all about You think its all about You think its all about you lyrics copyright 2010 Phil Ristaino

Watershaker Woke up this morning everything had changed Water shook the evil up and washed it all away Called out to my baby “something feels brand new today” She said “what we oughta do is let the water shake” Shake it for me one more time One more time One more time Shake it for me one more time One more time One more time Driving cross the bridge the light is gold the air is clean Baby’s hand inside of mine so cool yeah she’s my dairy queen She says “I feel like I could live forever only more” We shook up the highway waves till we reached the ocean shore Shake it for me one more time One more time One more time Shake it for me one more time One more time One more time Annunaki made me I ain’t come from plankton Trip the deep space set like I was Splangston Angstrom Drank some protein from queen vagine a water shake Immortality awaits now I’m wide awake Every minute hour day yo these are dreams water bears the ebb and flow of energy to everything Sip the Aten’s rays till the soul is slaked Living for this day so let the water shake Shake it for me one more time One more time One more time Shake it for me one more time One more time One more time Lyrics copyright 2010 Phil Ristaino/Allen Towbin

33 If everybody wanted to be me then were would I live? I couldn't fit them in my American room if everybody wanted to be as pretty as you what would you wear? we'd have to loot the bodies for irregular shoes if everybody wanted to win the trophy smelting factory would never close i had me a dream that didn't have me in the dream how can I be washed up at thirty three? I'd like to thank the academy (for this "greatest lover's" trophy) but all alone its just a hollow victory if everybody wanted to smoke weed then who'd be on time? we'd change New York back into New New Amsterdam (if you live in Istanbul then you once lived in Constantinople) if everybody wanted to be on TV then you should check the warranty cause I don't think this box can handle that density (I am your density) if everybody wanted to breathe we better shut down the trophy factory I had me a dream that didn't have me in the dream how can I be washed up at 33? I'd like to thank the academy (for this "greatest lover's" trophy) but all alone I’m just a pyrrhic victor I am the winner of a thousand years of emptiness and A champion of worldwide airwave lies We’ll turn the graveyards to amusement parks at gunpoint Singing “Give Peace A Chance” Hand in hand All night To win a hollow victory a hollow victory a hollow victory to win all alone is just as empty Lyrics copyright 2010 Phil Ristaino

Weightless I made a mistake today And gave my whole life away To shoulder the burden of your trust I don’t care you think I’m wrong I’d rather be left alone Sifting the sand for light in dust Should I die for what is gone? hanging on broken imagination bear the heavy veil of freedom? defy gravity or sleep on as Slaves chained to diamonds Carbon holding pearls Names heal the ages of facelessness We become weightless When Atlas lets go of the world Nothing in sight forever So Atlas shrugs and forgets the endeavor Wanders straight into the new sun Billions all tied together A shift to the side and the old wreck goes over Left to rebuild or ruin Do you know which side you’re on? Brittle leaves torn in a windstorm either choice a weight is borne defy gravity carry me beyond the Slaves chained to diamonds Carbon holding pearls Names heal the ages of facelessness We become weightless When Atlas lets go of the world Do you know which side you’re on? Do you know which side you’re on? Do you know which side you’re on? Do you know how to carry me beyond the Slaves chained to diamonds Carbon holding pearls Names heal the ages of facelessness We become weightless When Atlas lets go of the world Lyrics copyright 2010 Phil Ristaino/Allen Towbin

THE POST RELEVANT MOVEMENT It comes from nowhere and it goes back into nothin Zuben El Genubi with his fingee on da button It comes from nowhere and it goes back into nothin Post relevant movement gets behind all that is frontin It comes from nowhere, it flows near, Halt, who goes there? Infinitesimal tap dancing, microscopic Fred Astair Climbing Ginger Roger’s dna debuting debonair It is a spiral without rival and a debutante with flair It comes from nowhere always something generatin Puzzlein and piddlein two riddilin for concentration You can focus hocus pocus on its magic while you’re matin Rhyme and reason Jackie Gleason sends you “To the moon!” frustratin Every earthly attempt to tune in the big G’s home station You can clear and you can repeat, or repeat a clear pause Applause thanks, and money, too, Zoinks! Shaggy and Scooby getting greedy snackin oinks Bong rips and bumpin hips in the mystery machine Animatin Post Relevancy fancy and obscene Its obscurity is purity, its wisdom obsolete Cause it’s over when it started, before it’s finished it’s complete (plete) I have seen (I have seen) Windows to dreams (Windows to dreams) Feeding (A glowing machine) Breathing Freedom A pattern Esher understood Post Relevancy dances wid da wiccas in da wood Doin whatever comes naturally to bruddas in the hood Jumpin ropes at zeotropes, baptisin popes because he could So all the Chinese in the house say “Post Lerevancy” The business men see $ and say “What’s in it for me?” The Eskimos eating ice cream say “Shit, it’s fuckin freezing!” And all the sisters round the way say “Saltine you crazy!” No I ain’t crazy, I’m Post Relevantly wack I ain’t lazy, I post relevant slack Do I amaze thee? Then you must PR lack And can I touch those titties? You got the PR rack So don’t be mad or sad because the fad ain’t fake I’m Post Relevantly rad my dads is bad with the rake Liftin the Autumn leaves to re-align with the trees Cause spring is back in rotation modulating a permanent vacation I have seen (I have seen) Windows to dreams (Windows to dreams) Feeding (A glowing machine) Breathing Underneath it all Comes from nowhere and it goes back into nothing El Genubi with his fingee pokin’ pop n’ fresh’s belly button Stuntin’ Moving mountains into molehills munchkins Take a pudgy penguin pavement pounding till that bird’s a puffin It’s a whirlwind with a spiral generator with a spark It’s a baby black sheep’s baba, white milk in the dark It’s an underwater engine serenading all the sharks It’s the belly of the whale and a walk in the park It’s a movement It’s a movement To tap in you raise antennae and groove with it After all, you will recall no need to prove to it Cause its you when you are through and you are smooth and mint Mocha chip double dip cream dream so flavoric Silver surfer smurfing solar systems top of my cool whip I trip on every possibility, nothing specific The Movement’s anything wrapped into none just listen to it… lyrics copyright 2010 Phil Ristaino