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Tent City EP (2011)

by Elevator Art

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1.
Good Morning 01:34
Good morning, Tent City Let's sing a song a let's make it pretty Home is not a building its your body and a feeling Its not where you come from its where you belong From the one celled organism To the one celled in a prison Served my first nine months confined in the womb Now I serve a life sentence in America's room And I know damn well that if these walls could talk One of the walls would talk behind my back.
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Tent City 04:15
Good morning Tent City Let’s sing a song and let’s make it pretty Home is not a building it’s your body and a feeling It’s not where you come from its where you belong From a one celled organism To the one celled in a prison Served my first nine months confined in the womb Now I serve a life sentence in America’s room And I know damn well that if these walls could talk Then one of these walls would talk behind my back. Chessboard checkmate street to street I think the ground just moved right underneath my feet Got to find a place that I call home Hello Tent City here I come Oh no oh no oh no oh no Hello Tent City here I come Hello Tent City here I am Got pray on those who pray That’s how I get by everyday I know my church seems kind of odd But I’ve got to believe in humans before I believe in Gods Oh no oh no oh no oh no Hello Tent City here I come Hello Tent City here I am Good morning Tent City Let’s sing a song and let’s make it pretty Fa la la la la la la la la la
3.
Settle down and have a drink with me We're gonna be, we're gonna be in heaven Ollie ollie ox I'm free. Not only is this drink a drink It's a taste and a toast to love, to love. Doctor, doctor, you will see Cut me open and drink my blood You'll know God, you'll know God. If God is dog spelled backward and men are dogs He sleeps in the same shit hole as us poor pathetic little sods Look into those beady eyes and you will see the sadness of man, understand? Look on through those childrens smiles and you will see the madness in their souls, it'll grow. My body's like a homicidal desert The vulture's prey, and even they say "there's no life here, no life here." I need a phone to call my damn expression I learned my lesson and I'm so tired of depression, depression. Look into those beady eyes and you will see the sadness of man, understand? Look on through those childrens smiles and you will see the madness in their souls, it'll grow. Sand and worms, little squirms diggin' in my brain In and out, in and out like thoughts on a train Magic clover, mystic rover can you make it rain? Little rainbow, pretty angel please take my pain away.
4.
Killing Time (free) 06:25
Let’s have homicidal thoughts to kill some time It would be the perfect crime Tick Tock That baby in your brain is an alarm clock Telling you it must be time You got a reason why? Maybe there’s no reason why Maybe there’s no reason why Hold its hands, cover its face Numbers fallin all over the place Take your time You got a reason why? Maybe there’s no reason why Baby there’s no reason why Ill be the first one to go If it’s the last thing I do Time is money and money is time So if you’re runnin out of money than its time to die So make the money to stay alive You know your runnin out of time You know your runnin out of time Now you’re runnin out of time The hurrier I go the behinder I get I gotta try to remember that I shouldn’t forget All the reasons why Ive got no reasons why Maybe there’s no reason why Baby there’s no reason why Ill be the first one to go If it’s the last thing I do
5.
Wind-Up Toys 04:50
Shake it down in twenty-ten Why do we all go on living and pretend we're not wind-up toys? Wanna tell you all about the man who has everything there ever was to have Well he ain't had it all. It won't stop, 'cause the gears don't stop. If the gears don't stop, then you won't drop out. You're just a toy making noise. Take on step back and you will see that life can be a tragedy But to the rest of them, it's one big comedy routine. Sweaty summer city street, we got them dour boys spittin' beats diggin' deep, Chemical brains can flow. Boom! Bang! Shot 'em in the head, he lying on the ground, he ain't playing dead now, The sound of trepidation grows! And he's coming for the only pride you got left in your soul And he's coming for the only road you know that takes you back home And he's coming for the only song you ever wrote, that good old rock 'n' roll... Hey, he's coming for the only road you know Yeah, he's coming for the only pride you got Hey, he's coming for the only song you wrote.
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Lesbian Father (free) 06:08
My lesbian father Married my mother Over the internet But they have never met Married a mirror I know it well No sense in making love When love can make itself I love my husband and my wife The government says that’s alright We are the perfect family Normal doctors would agree Black, brown, pink, green, red, or white The government says that’s alright We are the perfect family So let’s cut down the family tree Great, great, great, great, grandfather Happy Birthday! You will live forever So you don’t have to pray So you don’t have to pray But at grandma’s baby shower I heard the children say I love my husband and my wife The government says that’s alright We are the perfect family Normal doctors would agree Black, brown, pink, green, red, or white The government says that’s alright We are the perfect family So let’s cut down the family tree We are gathered here today To see everyone on there way If anybody, does object, speak now or regret I don’t, I don’t You are what you love you are what you love Not what loves you

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released December 9, 2011

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Elevator Art New Jersey

By breaking the fourth wall between the stage and the audience, Elevator Art will have you feeling like a part of the band in no time. An average performance includes witty lyrics, catchy guitar licks, keyboard solos, megaphones, party horns, flute, and engaging vocals from all six members proving the point that art is a verb ... more

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