Drafts

by Albert Alexander

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released June 8, 2011

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Albert Alexander Oakland, California

Folk, rock, and hip hop.

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Track Name: Burn the River
That girl's hair covers most of her face, she's a
Teenage member of the human race
Sister has a fuzzy hat, sipping diet coke, sitting at
a Jack in the Box outside Sacramento
They got touchscreens on mobile devices
Hello Kitty charms in miniature sizes
Livefeed tweeting to the Facebook
Check my blog for cute pix of Shannon and my dog
Phone click clicks as the chat and eat, then it's
Get into mom's car turn the key
They see me pumping gasoline
I wave, they frown, driving off with the windows down
Then the rain started. Me and my girl drove
South to the Target to get a coat
Then headed to the boat dock, cash in hand
For the pink haired girl who's selling wristbands

Beyond the length of highway that the atheists adopted
Near the private airport where the sleepy crops are dusted
The boat shed's kinda rusted, the river drinks the rain
And the folks at the marina throw a rave

They got thick hay to soak up puddles
For the combat boots all covered in mud
And it's a pretty good night for the faux fur
Bet he's warm with that hat made out of a gopher
And a photo op is a strange affair
You get bolted down to the electric chair
And the general's puffing on a spliff
Shock and flash, here's your pic, consider it a gift
Fire in the barrels but the rain is wet
So we migrate over to the DJ set
It's in a geodesic tent where the rave kids
Wiggle and bend, showing skin while the CDs spin
Until the set switches. The house gets vanilla
And the roof is leaking into the villa
So we leave to share wine with a gemini
He spins fire, long chains, LSD inspired

Beyond the length of highway that the atheists adopted
Near the private airport where the sleepy crops are dusted
The boat shed's kinda rusted, the river drinks the rain
And the folks at the marina throw a rave

My girl shares words with a chainsaw kid
He's gonna cut wood like his old man did
I chow down on chocolate chips
The gemini guy's on an acid trip
He says his wife only listens to drum and bass
And he can fix your chi just by touching your face
The dinosaur man's like, "Yeah right, dude"
Tipping his growler, drinking his homebrew
A gay man in fur sits down to think
A tutu girl sips on his cocktail drink
Wedding bells ring on the riverboat
And past the hills the open farmland
Soaks and soaks and soaks
The dinosaur takes a toke

Beyond the length of highway that the atheists adopted
Near the private airport where the sleepy crops are dusted
The boat shed's kinda rusted, the river drinks the rain
And the folks at the marina throw a rave
Track Name: Paso Robles
How many techs and ME's does it take
To help small mammals get out
From a pole that's standing on
The balcony
Get your pliers, screwdrivers
Undo screws and bend wires
'Til he's free, little sparrow
Like an arrow to the trees
Sun's shining through the wine
Red tint on white pine
And long shadows cross the hills
To meet the treeline
Light bikes and heavy gates
A rented house on a big estate
Long tables, able hands
Old wood and fresh paint

Paso Robles

Rocks strewn in circles
On the hill for unknown reasons
They're the remnants of
Some kids elaborate play
We throw them in the bushes
The thick plants make a squishy cushion
Scaring snakes into
Their narrow hidden holes
We run on flat soles, bugs scatter
Jump the rope swing old and tattered
Smell that simmering soup
Climb the hill steep as a ladder
Karaoke doesn't matter
When you're missing all the notes
A girl's standing on the table
Pouring wine down our throats

At Paso Robles

There was a party
In the vaulted ceiling guest house
A celebrated birthday
Everybody shake the stress out
Until some unthinking tree fell down
And cut the power
Now we're sitting in the dark
And it's the little hours
So pour another drink, and scramble
Find candles in the cupboard
Then sit and share secrets
While the little flames flutter
Then to bed, 'til at 5 AM
The power comes back
Pop awake to speakers blasting
Classic 80's rock tracks

Paso Robles
Track Name: When the Man Burns
The sun was red and I could see it moving
The clouds the dust the ground were brown gray
We and they were still just the sun on display
We say between the temple and the new day
And the bass throbbed
In the temple dead men's friends sobbed
Kids lobbed LED's at the laser-cut clouds
And I was proud to be there
And the water drained
Technicians wracked their brains
And made bacon pancakes
And any drug you wanna take is there
But I'm a square so I was sober and awake
Sitting in wait

For when the man burns
And I'll march in the wake when the man burns
The ground is gonna shake when the man burns
And we'll still be awake
We'll turn to see pagan priests
Stand and stir a glowing heap of embers
When the man burns

The dust made us look older
Our hair got grayer by the day, stone-colored shoulders
With windchapped lips we ate chips, canned beans, and string cheese
As melted ice pooled in the cooler
And the wind rose
Our eyes closed as dust cut through our few clothes
Tents were sent flying
We were trying to stay covered
Until night came
Heavy clouds spat rain and cleared every dust grain
The clouds were all revealed
Laughter pealed and I could see the Milky Way
We cranked bike chains

To watch the man burn
And I'll march in the wake when the man burns
The ground is gonna shake when the man burns
And we'll still be awake
We'll turn to see pagan priests
Stand and stir a glowing heap of embers
When the man burns