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Dan Kepnes; drums I NEVER FELT SO ALONE. I NEVER KNEW I COULD FEEL THIS SAD. I WANTED TO TEAR MY HAIR OUT, I WANTED TO DO SOMETHING REAL BAD. YOU STOPPED TAKING MY CALLS. BRAGGED HOW YOU BROKE UP WITH ME . TRIED TO EMBARRASS ME ONLINE. COMPARED ME TO A DOG. I HAD FEELINGS FOR YOU, I WAS IN LOVE WITH YOU. NOW THAT I MOVED ON, I FEEL LIKE A WANT TO DANCE. I WANT TO CELEBRATE GETTING RID OF YOU. THE GOOD THE GOOD RID DANCE. THE DANCE OF GETTING RID OF YOU. BYE BYE BYE SO LONG SO LONG NOT GOING TO MISS YOU. SO LONG SO LONG, GOOD RIDDANCE. BYE BYE BYE SO LONG, FAREWELL.
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Tatted 03:03
YOUR SISTER SHE’S SO, SHE’S SO PRETTY, SHE’S SO HEALTHY, I KNOW, SHE’S GONNA GIVE ME BIG KIDS. BIG STRONG KIDS. I LOVE YOUR SISTER, I LOVE YOUR SISTER. WILL YOU LET ME MARRY HER? MY KIDS WILL BE YOUR NEPHEWS AND YOUR NIECE. YOU CAN TAKE CARE OF THEM WHEN THE POLICE TAKE ME AWAY. SHE’S GOT A TATTOO ON HER NECK THAT SAYS THAT “I’M THE BEST” SHE’S GOT A TATTOO ON HER ASS THAT SAYS THAT “SHE LOVES ME”. SHE GOES TO CHURCH TO MEET MEN, SHE LIKES TO MEET THEM THERE, SHE LIKES TO TAKE THEM HOME. FOR PRAYER. AMEN BROTHER JOHN AMEN. I AINT GOT NOTHING TO WORRY ABOUT! I GO TO CHURCH EVERY SUNDAY, AND I GET DOWN ON MY KNEES AND PRAY. I’M GONNA GET IT MY WAY, YEAH YEAH! I AINT GOT NOTHING TO WORRY ABOUT. CAN’T GET A SIN ON ME, NO NO NO.
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dan kepnes; drums backing vocals. THE PHARAOHS ARE NOT MEN. THE PHARAOH IS A GOD RESIDING IN A MAN. AVERT YOUR EYES TO THE GOD. YOU MANAGED TO BUILD IT ALL. YOU MANAGED TO KEEP IT ALL. STILL I CAN’T SEE NOTHING BUT A PARASITE SUCKING FROM EVERYONE. IT’S ONLY A MATTER OF TIME BEFORE WE BUILD THEM ALL PYRAMIDS TO GLORIFY THEIR NEW NET WORTH. IT TAKES A SPECIAL MAN TO IGNORE THE SUFFERINGS OF OTHERS. IT SPECIAL WOMAN TO IGNORE THE PEOPLE SERVING HER. IT TAKES A SPECIAL CHILD TO LEARN WHAT THEY LEARN. WELCOME TO THE CORPORATE FAMILY ARISTOCRACY. TENS OF THOUSANDS WERE ENSLAVED. TOILED IN THE SUN, KEPT IN CHAINS. TO BUILD, YOUR GRAVE, A GRAVE. PHARAOH. BURN THE ROCK, CUT THE STONE. BURN THE FLESH, BREAK THE BONES. PHARAOH. YIPPY-EYE-OH. YIPPY-EYE-AYE. THE COWBOY LOST HIS MIND. IT WAS A LONG LONG TRAIL, IT WAS A LONG LONG TIME, TO BE AWAY FROM HIS LOVE.
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Colin Firth 03:13
jason koerber; saxophone and all the tasty licks. leanne fox; backing vocals. hyomi mccarty; backing vocals. “ALL SINS SHALL BE FORGIVEN”-Jason Koerber MAMA TOLD ME “WHAT WE ALREADY KNOW". WHAT WE ALREADY KNEW.” SO WE FAKED IT AND THEN WE FAKED IT SOME MORE. SO WE FAKED IT 10 OTHER WAYS. 10 OTHERS WAYS TO SUNDAY ON FRIDAY. NOW SHE’S GOT YOUR ATTENTION, SHE TUGS ON YOUR SHIRT. SHE UNBUTTONS A BUTTON, SHE’S BEING A FLIRT. SHE SMILES AT YOU SLYLY AS SHE FLIPS UP HER SKIRT. SHE SHOWS YOU A TATTOO OF COLIN FIRTH. THE PRESSURE TO RHYME ALL THE TIME. MAKES NO DIFFERENCE YOU CAN’T CHANGE. THE LITTLE IMP IS BACK AGAIN. TRY TO MAKE SENSE, BUT YOUR’E DERANGED. JUST A THEORY, BIG BANG. GO TO YOUR HOUSE YOU KICK ME OUT. GO TO YOUR CHURCH, YOU START TO FLIRT. I GO YOUR MOM, SHE DROPS THE BOMB. I GO TO THE POLICE, THEY FRISK ME. COME TO MY HOUSE, I LET YOU IN. COME TO MY HOUSE, WE START TO SIN. DO GO THERE, I WOULDN’T DO THAT. FEFE FIFI FOFO FUMFUM FEFE HIFI FOFO FUMFUM FEFE HIHI WHY WON’T YOU COME? FEFE WHY WHY WON’T YOU COME?
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“WHAT WAS THAT”-Anna IN THE MOMENT OF MY FUN, MY DEATH CAME TO ME LIKE A SONG. THE VISION WAS SO CLEAR I THOUGHT WHAT COULD BE WRONG. THEN THE FEELING CAME, SOMEDAY YOU'LL BE GONE. THAT'S WHERE THE SORROW OVERCAME ALL IN LIFE THAT IS NUMB. DO DO DO DO YOU MAY NOT KNOW IT BE SHE HAS BEEN STUCK HERE FOR SO LONG. YOU MAY MAY NOT KNOW IT MUST IT ALL BE A HUE? NO WHERE MAN. MUST IT BE?  NO WHERE. CAN IT BE SOMEWHERE WE KNOW? TELL ME MORE, TELL IT MORE TOO, TELL IT MORE WHY CAN'T IT, WHY CAN'T IT, WHY CAN'T IT WHY CAN'T IT BE WHAT THE KIT WANTS.  YOU ALWAYS LOVED ME. WHY NOT LET THEM HAVE THEIR SAY. TO ME. TO ME. 
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BE A BIG LOVE AND GET ME A SCHNIPPY.” I WANT TO LIVE FOR FREE, I WANT TO EAT FOR FREE. I DON’T WANT TO HAVE TO DO ANYTHING TO GET THE THINGS THAT I NEED. I WANT A BIG SHINY CAR, I WANT A BIG FAT HOUSE, AND I WANT THE TAXPAYER TO PAY FOR IT ALL! ROLL ON, ROLL ON, ROLL ON, IT’S THE MAGI, MAGI, MAGI TRIP. ROLL ON, ROLL ON, ROLL ON, ONLY RINGO COULD HANDLE THE EGOS. I’M NOT TALKING WELFARE CHECKS, I’M NOT TALKING HANDOUTS. IT’S ALL TOO PROLETARIAT FOR WHAT I HAVE FIGURED OUT. I'M THINKING MORE LIKE A CONGRESSMAN, MORE LIKE A SENATOR, A LOBBYIST, A PREACHER, A BANKER WITH OIL TIES TO JESUS, AND MOSES, ARMAGEDDON IN HEAVEN, A ZIONIST HOLY-LAND WHERE I DON’T HAVE TO TITHE. ROLL ON, ROLL ON, ROLL ON, IT’S THE MAGI, MAGI, MAGI TRIP. ROLL ON, ROLL ON, ROLL ON, ONLY RINGO COULD HANDLE THE EGOS. GONNA BANK THE CAYMAN ISLANDS, GONNA FEED OFF THE CORPORATE TEATS. GONNA GIVE THEM LOOPHOLES, GONNA GET WHAT’S IN IT FOR ME. GONNA GIVE TAX BREAKS TO WHOMEVER WANTS TO PAY, GONNA ALLOW THE SAUDIS AND ZEALOTS TO HAVE THEIR DAY! GONNA GO LIVE ON FROCKS AND FIENDS, WHERE THE WOMEN WEAR SHORT SKIRTS. GONNA PLAY THE BLAME GAME, GONNA MAKE A REAL HURT. GONNA LOOK BETWEEN THOSE SKIRTLESS LEGS TO SEE IF MY HOSTESS HAS A BIGGER DICK THAN RUPERT MURDOCK. RINGO! ROLL ON, ROLL ON, ROLL ON, IT’S THE MAGI, MAGI, MAGI TRIP. ROLL ON, ROLL ON, ROLL ON, ONLY RINGO COULD HANDLE THE EGOS. RINGO, RINGO, RINGO, RINGO
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See Saw 03:00
I SEE SHE SAW BLACK SEA, BUZZ SAW. RED SEA, HACK SAW. TURN AWAY, DON'T LOOK BACK. THERE IS NOTHING THERE FOR YOU ANYMORE. NOTHING FOR YOU TO KEEP TRACK. ROLL THE DICE, TAKE A CHANCE. SPIN THE BOTTLE, PIN THE TAIL. SHARE A BLANKET UNDER LOVE'S SPELL. AND I WANT YOU TO KNOW, HOW SPECIAL YOU ARE. WHILE NOVAS EXPLODE LIGHT YEARS AWAY. AND AS WE HURL THROUGH SPACE, A MILLION MILES PER HOUR. THE MYRIAD OF STARS AREN'T AS BEAUTIFUL AS YOU ARE. SHE SAW I SEE. RUSSIAN FLEET ON THE BLACK SEA. UKRAINIAN PERSON SIGNALS TO ME. TURN AROUND, SHOW ME YOUR FACE. YOUR SO BEAUTIFUL, I LOVE YOUR HAIR, I LOVE YOUR STYLE , I LOVE YOUR GRACE. AND I LOVE THE WAY, YOU TAKE CARE OF ME. MAKE ME FEEL LIKE I'M ONE OF THOSE SHINING STARS ABOVE. AND I WANT YOU TO KNOW, I DON'T NEED NOBODY. TO CONVINCE ME JUST HOW WONDERFUL YOU ARE IN THIS WORLD. SHE SAW I SEE. RUSSIAN FLEET ON THE BLACK SEA. UKRAINIAN PRESIDENT POISONING. MOM EXPLAINING THE BIRDS AND BEES.
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“NA NA NA NA NA.”-XAVIER, I’M SO HIGH…PY. I’M FLOATING ON A TIN CAN. THE CATS WANT FED. THEIR FOOD IS IN THE TIN CAN.
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dan kepnes; drums. anna fox-widow vocals. YIPPEE-KI-YOH YIPPEE-KII-YAY THE COWBOY LOST HIS MIND, IT WAS A LONG LONG TRAIL, IT WAS A LONG LONG TIME TO BE AWAY FROM HIS LOVE. THE TREES WERE HIS JURY, THE BOULDERS LOOKED LIKE HOUSES, AND EVERYWHERE HE LOOKED HE SAW HIS LOVER'S FACE. PLEASE, SOMEBODY SAVE ME. PLEASE, SOMEBODY SAVE ME. THE ARROWS KEPT FLYING BY THE ARROWS KEPT FLYING BY THE ARROWS KEPT FLYING BY. I HAD THIS DREAM, YOU KEPT HAUNTING ME, HAUNTING ME, THIS DREAM, KEPT HAUNTING ME. YOU COULD NOT FIND ME, YOU COULD NOT FIND ME. I KEPT SEARCHING FOR YOU, YOU COULD NOT FIND ME THE WIFE CRIED LOUDLY, AS THEY BURIED HER MAN, SHE WAS ALL ALONE IN A FRONTIER TOWN. HER SILVER WAS MISSING, THEY TOOK HER HORSE AWAY. THE MEN SAID “BE BEST IF SHE REMARRIED THAT DAY”. PLEASE SOMEBODY SAVE ME. PLEASE SOMEBODY SAVE ME. KILLERS PROPOSED TO HER, TRAPPERS PROPOSED TO HER, CUTTHROATS WANTED HER TO BE THEIR WIFE. THE MAN LOOKED OUT HIS CELL, HE SAW A CROWD OF PEOPLE, HE SAW A CROWD OF LAWMEN, AROUND A HANGMAN'S NOOSE. HE NEVER SAW A JURY, HE NEVER HAD A TRIAL, EVERYWHERE HE LOOKED  PEOPLE WANTED HIM DEAD. PLEASE SOMEBODY SAVE ME,  PLEASE SOMEBODY SAVE ME, THE WIDOW YELLED OUT, "THIS IS THE MAN I WANT, THIS IS THE MAN I WANT, I WANT TO BE HIS WIFE.”
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Vegas 03:15
jason koerber; saxophone. anna fox; vocals. “SIR YOU’RE MAXED OUT”-Anna WHEN YOU’RE IN VEGAS. LAS VEGAS. NO NEED TO BRING THE WIFE AND KIDS. “WE’LL BE BACK MONDAY THE LATEST!” SIN CITY, SODOM AND GOMORRAH. A PERFECT PLACE FOR A CONVENTION. WHAT HAPPENS IN Las VEGAS STAYS IN LAS VEGAS. UNLESS IT’S HERPES OR CRABS. WHAT HAPPENS IN VEGAS STAYS IN LAS VEGAS. UNLESS A HOOKER IS TRYING TO EXTORT YOU. I’M A HUNK-A-HUNK OF CHURNING LOVE. A HUNK-A-HUNK OF BURNING LOVE. A HUNK-A-HUNK OF SWIRLING DERVISH. I GOT TINY BUBBLES IN MY BATHTUB. A HOOKER THINKS THAT I’M DON HO. A HOOKER THINKS THAT I’M THE HO. A HOOKER AINT GONNA MAKE NO DOUGH. NOW YOU ARE WRONG, LAS VEGAS IS NICE! WE HAVE DONE EVERYTHING TO CLEAN UP ITS VICE. BRING YOUR CHILDREN, BRING YOUR WIFE. THEY CAN PLAY ON THE PLAYGROUND, SHE CAN ROLL THE DICE. SO WE DRIVE TO THE CASINO. MY KIDS LOOK OUT THE WINDOW AND SAY “HEY WHAT’S THAT WOMAN DOING WITH THAT MAN?” THEY’RE EXCHANGING MONEY AND HUGS AND LOOKS LIKE SOME DRUGS. “HEY IT’S THAT MGM GRAND, THE HOME OF JUDY GARLAND AND THE WIZARD OF OZ?” THE HOOVER DAM. DAMN YOU. “WAS AN IMMENSE COST TO THE COUNTRY OF THE UNITED STATES, EVENTUALLY PROVIDING ELECTRICITY FOR ALL THE NEON LIGHTS OF LAS VEGAS. TODAY THE COLORADO RIVER DOES NOT EVEN MAKE IT TO THE PACIFIC OCEAN ANYMORE. IT IS MORE IMPORTANT TO HAVE NEON LIGHTS. TO ENTICE, TO ENTICE, TO ENTICE NO NO NEED TO CARE. NO NO EVER NEED TO CARE. “GIVE ME THOSE DICE, I KNOW I CAN WIN MY HOUSE BACK! I JUST KNOW IT!”
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Moving Away 02:32
james vinci; violin. IN A BLOCK, THERE WERE KIDS I SAW EVERYDAY. ONE DAY BETH’S FAMILY MOVED AWAY. NEVER SAW HER AGAIN. I HEARD SHE WAS BEAUTIFUL, AS WE ALL WERE ONCE. NEXT DOOR, WAS A REVOLVING DOOR, OF FAMILIES. I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT THEY ARE DOING TODAY. KIDS CAME EVERY SUMMER TO VISIT THEIR GRANDPARENTS. AND WE WOULD PLAY, ALL THE LONG LONG DAYS. EVERY FALL THEY WOULD BE GONE, UNTIL WE MOVED AWAY. NEVER SAW A SINGLE ONE OF THEM AGAIN. WE WERE TOO YOUNG TO REALIZE, FAMILY DYNAMICS’ PLAYED ITS PARTS. DIVORCES, JOBS LOST, FINANCIAL RUIN. LET’S GO OUT AND PLAY.

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released March 21, 2022

CHRIS FOX; VOCALS, ACOUSTIC AND ELECTRIC STEEL STRING GUITARS, ELECTRIC BASSES, SYNTHESIZERS, PROGRAMMED DRUMS, LYRICS AND CHORD PROGRESSIONS.
DAN KEPNES, DRUMS, VOCALS.
JASON KOERBER; SAXOPHONES.
JIM VINCI; VIOLIN.
ANNA FOX; VOCALS.
LEANNE ZAFAR AND HYOMI McCARTY; VOCALS.

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chrisfox-keene Keene, New Hampshire

Chris, Dropped out of his Business major at Marian U. Changing studies to classical guitar&theory at Keene State. Writing since 1980's. First digital studio in 2000 with help of friends TJ and Sean. Has amassed several hundred songs of interest, humor, love and satire. ... more

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