My eyes burn from listening. I cannot only be the small sum of my experiences but must be a channel for those that I have never had and maybe never will. Otherwise I can only hear the music through my finite human filter instead of hearing independent frequencies. Frequency and tone are autonomous and of the multiverse not just of my meager knowing. We can transcribe musical experience from the multiverse if we can be exactly that --- perceptive scribes and co-creators instead of needing to be the only creator, how lonely.
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LYRICS BIG WHEEL
Bösendorfer and Vocals: Tori Amos
Drums and Percussion: Matt Chamberlain
Bass: Jon Evans
Electric Guitar: Mac Aladdin
I’ve been on the other side
Got my lips smacked now they’re dry
Then you call me call me in
You think I am your possession
you’re
Messing with a southern girl
But my recipe is on
With your
stale bread yeah it’s hot
But baby I don’t need your cash
so BABY maybe I let your
Big Wheel turn my
Fantasy
Don’t you throw that shade on me
I’ve been drinkin’ down your pain
Gonna turn that whiskey into rain and
Wash it away
Wash it away
Wash it away boy
Let’s go
I’ve been on my knees
But you’re so hard
hard to please
Did you take me take me in
So you are a superstar
get off the cross we need the wood
Somehow you will rise
But without a tool
I know honey you’re a pro
But BABY I don’t need your cash
Mama got it all in hand now
Big Wheel turn my
Fantasy
Don’t you throw that shade on me
I’ve been drinkin’ down your pain
Gonna turn that whiskey into rain and
Wash it away
Wash it away
Wash it away boy
Gimme 8
Gimme 7
Gimme 6
Gimme 5 Gimme 4 Gimme 3
I. I. I am a M-I-L-F don’ you forget
M-I-L-F don’ you forget
M-I-L-F don’ you forget
Baby I don’t need your cash
so BABY maybe I let your
Big Wheel turn my
Fantasy
Don’t you throw that shade on me
I’ve been drinkin’ down your pain
Gonna turn that whiskey love into rain
Gonna turn your whiskey boy into rain and
Wash it away
Wash you away boy
Wash you down
Big Wheel
DIGITAL GHOST
Bösendorfer and Vocals: Tori Amos
Background Vocals: Clyde
Drums and Percussion: Matt Chamberlain
Bass: Jon Evans
Electric Guitar: Mac Aladdin
It started as a joke
Just one of my larks to see
if somehow I could reach you so
I swam into your shores
through an open window
Only to find you all alone
Curled up with machines
now it seems you’re slipping
out of the land of the living
Just take a closer look
Take a closer look
At what it is that’s really haunting you
I have to trust you’ll know
this digital ghost
But I fear there’s only so much time
’cause the you I knew is fading away
Hands lay them on my keys
Let me play you again
I am not immune to your net
Find me there in it
I won’t go even if in
your heart only beats ones and O’s
Switch you on my friend
Pull you from that rip current
But only you can fight against this
Take a closer look
Just take a closer look
At what it is that’s really haunting you
I have to trust you’ll know
this digital ghost
But I fear there’s only so much time
’cause the you I knew is fading away
fading
fading
away
FATHER’S SON
Bösendorfer, Rhodes and Vocals: Tori Amos
Drums: Matt Chamberlain
Bass: Jon Evans
Electric 12 String Guitar: Mac Aladdin
Steady girl on your feet
You and your wonderings
Bread can feed a few
so can some cartoons
So it ends so it begins
I’m my father’s son
Plant another seed of hate
in a trusting virgin gun
Steady girl for the show
God versus God ringside
Littered with corpses
neither God can forgive
So the desert blooms
strawberry cactus
Can you blame nature
if she’s had enough of us
So it ends so it begins
I’m my father’s son
Plant another seed of hate
in a trusting virgin gun
Stead boy watch them pray
To you I suspect
If you keep my flesh firm
I’ll ready those sacraments
So it ends
So it begins
I’m my father’s son
So it ends
So it begins
I’m my father’s son
Plant another seed of hate
In another father’s son
CODE RED
Bösendorfer and Vocals: Tori Amos
Drums: Matt Chamberlain
Bass: Jon Evans
Acoustic and Electric Guitar: Mac Aladdin
Some say that I will and some say I won’t
Victory is an elusive whore
She is as easily mine
as she is yours
Slip and slide my way through this charade
I know all the players and I must say
Do this long enough
you get a taste for it
I’ll do this last one and I’ll grow me some wine
Leave them troubled boys all behind
What you stole, I would have given freely
Code Red you’re staring Code Red staring at me
Well sometimes he do and sometimes he don’t
Sometimes I love myself best alone
Do this long enough
you get a taste for it
A six pack of Coke and a bottle of Jack
“whatever you do” he said “look after that,” yeah well
being trusted and lusted
it could be worse than that
I’ll do this last one and I’ll grow me some wine
Leave them troubled boys all behind
What you stole, I would have given freely
Code Red staring Code Red staring
Come on baby I can drink you down
Then I have my job to do and do well
Since you won’t give guarantees
I’ll be cashing out
I’ll do this last one and I’ll grow me some wine
Leave them troubled boys all behind
Said I’ll do this last one and I’ll grow me some wine
Leave them troubled boys all behind
What you stole, I would have given freely
Code Red staring Code Red staring
POSSE BONUS
Bösendorfer and Vocals: Tori Amos
Drums: Matt Chamberlain
Bass: Jon Evans
This is your posse bonus
This is your extra
This is your posse bonus
Because I like you
This is your posse bonus
This is your extra
This is your posse bonus
‘cause I like you
Because I like you
‘cause I like you
porcupine
burrow your way
to freedom
This is your posse bonus
This is your extra
This is your posse bonus
‘cause I like you
Eat your greens
Feed your head
Mind the doubts
they harvest them
Broccoli
Feed your head
Their ideas
are fried in fat
This is your posse bonus
This is your extra
This is your posse bonus
‘cause I like you
Because I like you
‘cause I like you
porcupine
burrow your way
to freedom
You say that “you’re not bothered
to lie beneath pigs
then go on Laura
here’s a flower for your grave”
This is your posse bonus
This is your extra
This is your posse bonus
‘cause I like you
I like you
I like you
