Dreamjob

by Giggle the Ozone

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released November 27, 2012

All music composed by Dylan Sparrow
©2012 Laser Seizure Music

Steve Honoshowsky - Drum
Dylan Sparrow - Voice, Keyboard, Guitar

Recorded, mixed and co-produced by Mark Ospovat @ Emandee Recording-Rehearsal, Brooklyn, NY

Additional recording by Martin Bisi @ B.C. Studios, Brooklyn, NY
Mastered by Adam Chimera @ Chimera Music and Sound, Brooklyn, NY

Special thanks: Sam Weisberg (Guitar solo on 6,7), Tom Shad (Bass and slide on 8), Sylvana Joyce-Opris (Voice on 3, 8), Tim Byrnes (Trumpet on 4), Django Gold (Bass on 6).

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Track Name: Been Done
You can say or do just about anything,
it's not as great as way back when
Squat so reverently in the shadows of
sarcophagi of supermen
Learn your place, discern your face among an endless sheet
of souls who missed the boat
Color wheel spins so fast now there's only gray,
the color of that's all she wrote

They don’t make them like they used to
At least that’s what you believe is true
Take a look inside yourself
Are you anything more than an NPC
When you’re telling me

It's all been done, that's what they said when you did
It's all been done, who are you trying to kid?

Once I asked a child if he finished his test,
and he said “Man, I been did it.”
Once I paid admission to an afterlife
with money that was counterfeit
Every single cell is so susceptible
to cheap dead-end nostalgia
Metastasis option one is Frankenstein,
option two is Dracula

They don’t make them like they used to
At least that’s what you believe is true
Take a look inside yourself
Are you anything more than an NPC
When you’re telling me

It's all been done, that's what they said when you did
It's all been done, who are you trying to kid?
Track Name: The Light of Hopelessness
Don’t pretend you have a say
Do not feign naiveté
Stop pretending that they care
Sugarcoating the despair
You have nothing left to lose
When every day’s the evening news

Stop talking about it
You need the light of hopelessness
This is for your benefit
You need the light of hopelessness
Don’t run, cover your ears
You need the light of hopelessness
You’re living in fear
You need the light of hopelessness you see is not so bad after all
It’s just the spring before the fall

You will never get your share
Earth is screwed beyond repair
When at max capacity,
there’s no room for you and me
If one of us has to lose,
Which one you think I should choose?

Stop talking about it
You need the light of hopelessness
Track Name: Untouchable One
Transfixing gaze engorges interest
You're naked to me no matter how you're dressed
Diminished the minute you met my eyes
Now none other nobodies need not apply

The more distant I am the more that you adore me
Your bridled banter frankly only serves to bore me
My power extends as far as your imagination
I am the Untouchable One

Your stockpile of verve is weighing you down
More talk I'll unnerve, one more gem in my crown
Distracted by everything except you
Now roll over, beg and then go fetch this clue:

Don't read too deeply into anything I've said
There's absolutely no way to get me in bed
But sometimes I'll throw in mixed signals just for fun
I am the Untouchable One

I'll hover over all your mental masturbation
My humility is on permanent vacation
Make sure you close the door whenever you are done
I am the Untouchable One
Track Name: Boneheads
Boneheads come from ‘round the globe
Boneheads, rock-hard faggophobes
Boneheads, reckless and elite
Boneheads knock you off your feet

Johnny Chester grips a chain,
busts open a water main
Kaz Cadenza strokes a pipe,
swats your ass ‘cause you’re his type
Dude dressed like the Duke of Earl
thinks that you punch like a girl
Honor code done been reneged
Crack your head just like an egg

Boneheads come from miles and miles
Boneheads, stone-cold phallophiles
Boneheads, the force won’t intervene
Boneheads want to hear you scream

Laughing, crying, all the same
Nature calls, no one to blame
Denim Menace, high on Raid™,
makes some Levi® lemonade
Ring the bell before he croaks
He’s the punchline, ain’t no joke
Foreman James, that big galoot
Can’t afford to give a hoot

Noggin bone
Track Name: PostCrypt
I’m supposed to care because you’re no longer there
And I’m supposed to cry because you cannot reply
They don’t want to know why I speak this way
Always knew you’d go, always far away
While they cheered for more, you had one foot out the door
Tongue was always tied, so fucking preoccupied
They don’t want to know why I speak this way
Always knew you’d go, saw you couldn’t stay
In your heart you knew, every moment you withdrew
And when that heart failed, you could finally exhale
I will tell you why I no longer care
I mourned long ago, when you weren’t there
Track Name: No, More
I see you’re afraid to be the only one
And wonder if you believe your own opinion
Say you’re realistic, and I am so bizarre
I say that you’re cystic, and you have gone too far

No, more

Your tenure in servitude has reduced you
The face on the flatscreen so seduced you
And I hear your voices coming through the wallboard
You’re telling me choice is something we can’t afford

No, more
Track Name: Old Kentucky Zebra
Celebrate the syndrome that touches all I see
There's a leaden raincloud hovering over me
If you like food and shelter, be prepared to crawl
‘Cause that old Kentucky Zebra, sixty inches tall

Now I hear tell of children with heads for telephones
And I've seen supermodels poached for pheromones
But one thing I've never seen is what I don't recall
That old Kentucky Zebra, sixty inches tall

Now I've never hopped a turnstile, and I've never skipped a beat
And I've never jumped to a conclusion I could not delete
Stood up sideways on the Gravitron and I got sick
But that old Kentucky Zebra, thirty inches thick

So slap a supercilious smile on your face
And tell those folks in congress you're happy with this place
When I think of all the fractured friendships unresolved
That old Kentucky Zebra, sixty inches tall

Sometimes life seems so shitty, and oh so meaningless
And no one's there to help you, and you barely exist
And though those things are often true, the story, that ain't all

That old Kentucky Zebra, sixty inches tall
That old Kentuck Zebra, sixty inches tall
Track Name: Countersurvival
Dropped out of prison at two weeks old
Graduated with an honor parole
With a single word
and the crimes inferred

Walked buck naked out of the human zoo
Rode my tricycle to the job interview
'Cause the course is clear:
Bioengineer

This is countersurvival
Petitioning life's arrival
Want to live, not stay alive? You'll
count on your countersurvival

Homeless president on a subway train
Asked him why, and he tried to explain:
"Even if I knew,
I could not tell you."

Knocked-up newborn or an in vitro fee
Scrape the slave off of the Master's degree
With that single word
You already heard

There is something you should know:

This is countersurvival
Petitioning life's arrival
Want to live, not stay alive? You’ll
implement countersurvival

This is countersurvival