Krakatoa Lazer Punch

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released June 20, 2011

© 2011 Dash Heart Dash Music (BMI) All rights reserved.
Produced by Chris Lambert
Tracked at Radiant Radish Recording Studio
All Songs Written and Performed by Chris Lambert except Track 2 composed in collaboration with Australia's Polar Productions

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Track Name: Write It On My Hat
I’m going crazy
I’ve got pockets full of cash
Saline and alcohol
All dried in my mustache

I’m going crazy, Lord
There’s a bullet
In my brain
But who’s to blame?
I’m going crazy, Lord
There’s a bullet
In my brain
But what’s my name?
Have I got one?

I’m going broke
But I’ve got family for days
Pain pills and alcohol
And underhanded ways

What are you so crazy for?
There’s a bullet
In your brains
But who’s to blame?
They’re all so crazy, Lord
There’s a bullet
In their brains
I share their name
But I’m not one

I’m growing up today
I’m turning in my badge
If I need anything
I’ll write it on my hat
Track Name: Mockingbird Sing
If you could see me
Then you would
Overstate the problems
I’m having
Today

But quit the shouting
or you would
Exaggerate the volume
I’m trying
To stay
Calm

If you could find me
Then I would
Compensate your trouble
For hiding
Away
But quit the fighting
or you would
Go beneath the blankets
For hiding
Away

Mockingbird sing
Track Name: Calculator Eyes (Ah-ah-ah)
Your calculator eyes
They started forming floods for fun
Until your mother died
Son, we’ll get you another one (ah-ah-ah)

Your right triangle teeth
They started sucking blood for fun
They couldn’t cut me deep
You better try another one (ah-ah-ah)

And in my own pollution
I tear through the ribbon of sidewalk

Your calculator eyes
They started forming floods for fun
Until your mother died
Son, we’ll get you another one
And another one and another one and another one and another one and another one and another one and another one and another one and another one and another one and another one and another one and another one and another one and another one and another one and another one and another one and another one and another one and another one and another one and another one and another one and another one and another one and another one and another one and another one and another one and another one and another one and another one and another one and another one and another one and another one and another one and another one and another one and another one and another one and another one and another one and another one and another one and another one and another one and another one and another one and another one and another one
Track Name: A Confederacy
I have no solution
I’m like a blanket of tears
In my own delusion
I cut my veneers

I need a lawyer
Who can cover my loss
I need a lawyer
Who can cover my loss

Ooh ooh
Step away

Let me speak to Robert
I come bearing a gift
Leave a message for Robert
I came bearing a gift

I need my mother
To turn the other cheek
I’m going to California
For just a couple of weeks

Ooh ooh
Step away

I need a garden hose
I need a garden hose
I need a lawyer
Track Name: She Cannonballs
She fell down
Like a wrecking ball
With a Forest Whitaker jaw
She’s got a smile
Like a pumpkin pie
With a minor character flaw

She cannonballs

She grew up
She grew every way
With a rough Guy Banister wit
She’s got a roll
Like a tube of film
But it works, if the canister fits

She cannonballs

She stepped out
Of the doorway framed
Like a portrait of President Taft
She’s got a waist
Like a full suitcase
Holds her weight in her prominent half

She cannonballs
Track Name: The Duplicity of Dorothy Gale (Doo doo)
She holds her head upright
She pulls her socks up high
Ties her shoes up tight

She’s got an asterisk
With fine print on her fist
Only clear in light

Doo doo

She needs to show her face
She glues her lips in place
Doubles just in case

She screams to make a wish
She marks up both her wrists
Maybe I said too much

Doo doo

It hurts to say
I hardly knew you
Track Name: Blue Period
Back and forth with an awkward hop in his step
He’s a penny shined with a trip to the bank in mind
Side to side with a steady bob of his head
She can’t maintain what it takes to stay in line

He kissed her
Like a sister
He grew up calling
No man ‘mister’

Up and down like a nervous lavender rage
He’s a copper coin soaked in vinegar overnight
Left to right like a drunken mouse in a maze
To emphasize, she’s a sucker for his green light

He kissed her
Like a sister
He grew up calling
No man ‘mister’
His awkward swing
Completely missed her
Track Name: It Haunts Me (Ahh-ah-ah-ah-ah)
I worked for a company
Fixing television sets
Part-time from 10 to 3
And most days I’d forget

It haunts me

I drove to the country
Smoking filtered cigarettes
Got a job with a company
It’s the worst of my regrets

It haunts me
Track Name: After The Deconstruction
I need a garden hose
'Cause I know what the future holds
The population of cyborgs on your street
They’re copulating to fireworks

I’ve got an asterisk
A touch-tone telephone in my wrist
An irremovable tracking chip
Intoxication’s an empty sideways street
Like operating in time warps

I called the embassy
No one there remembers me
It seems the world’s forgotten me
It seems the world deleted me

And it goes so deep
Track Name: The Cenotaph of Channer Coffey Pt. 1
I was set to burn in a wooden crate
in a factory line
Don't call it a sign
That's a bit benign
I lost my mind in the perfect place
but the worst of times
Don't fall into wine
What a steep decline
Leaving us to fight
You try to justify
How it could've been my fault
I'm not the perpetual sort

I was quick to turn to a fast escape
from my fragile mind
Don't call it a crime
That's a bit unkind
I wrung my hands around a soggy book
about a friend of mine
Don't say it's divine
That’s a bit maligned
Making us comply
Never knowing why
Or how it could’ve been my fault
Making us comply
Never knowing why
And now I’m covered in asphalt
I'm not the residual sort

And I guess I learned how to pass the pain
At the worst of times
And not follow you blind
Into a steep decline
I was set to burn in a wooden crate
In a factory line
Don’t call it a sign
That’s a bit benign