DAPP THEORY
Y'all Just Don't Know
(2006)
1. Trickle Down * 3'54 Music: Andy Milne
2. Neoparadeigma 6'47 Andy Milne
3. In the Moment 5'26 Andy Milne
4. Con Alma * 5'46 Dizzy Gillespie
5. Bermuda Triangle 2'51 Andy Milne
6. Everywhere Dance * 4'25 Music & Lyrics: Andy Milne & Bruce Cockburn
7. Patterns Of Force 5'27 Andy Milne
8. Only Clave 4'04 Music: Andy Milne
9. Bad Air * 6'18 Music: Bruce Cockburn
10. Why 2 K? 6'45 Andy Milne
11. Lullaby 6'45 Andy Milne
Total Time: 51:43
Featuring:
Also Appearing:
Executive Producer: James Nicol
Project Manager: P.C. Jackson
Photography: Jose Ivey, P.C. Jackson (studio)
Cut-Paper illustrations / Design: Tamar Haber-Schaim
Carla Cook appears Courtesy of MAXJAZZ
Andy Milne uses KORG Synthesizers
Sean Rickman uses PEARL Drums and ZILDJIAN Cymbals
Rich Brown uses Ken LAWRENCE Basses and AGUILAR Amplifiers
Gregoire Maret exclusively plays HOHNER Harmonicas
*
Recorded: Michael Marciano, SYSTEMS 2, Brooklyn, NY, May 16th - 17th 2001
Recorded: Dick Rausch, Sir EEL RECORDING COMPLEX, Brookville, MD, Oct. 12th - 14th 2001
Additional Recording: Bobo Fini, Dick Rausch & Ed Ross, August - November 2001
Digital Editing: Bobo Fini & Andy Milne, STONEWAY STUDIOS, Brooklyn, NY, August - November 2001
Mixed: Dick Rausch, Sean Rickman & Andy Milne, INNERFACE, Annapolis, MD, November - December 2001
Mastered: Dick Rausch, Sean Rickman, INNERFACE, Annapolis, MD, December 26th 2001
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1. Trickle Down
Picture on a magazine
Boardroom popstar
Pinstripe prophet of peckerhead greed
He said "Trust me with the money"
The keys to the universe -
Trickle Down will give us everything we need
Brand new century
Private penitentiary
Bank vault utopia padded for the few
Tumors for the masses
Coughing for the masses
Earphones for the masses and they alt serve you.
Plowed fields in Brazil's rain forest
Soil is porous
The stench out their mouths reeks of phosphorous
Vote for us
Politicos with Cheshire smiles
Pockets full of tobacco leaves
Weave tales and stale dreams pale pleas
Patriot games without Harrison
GOP seeks to stock the garrison
Those sworn to uphold the law ρontinue the harassment
41 shots for leather guns
Missions to Mars seeking like to tether up the sun
Trickle down - give 'em the business
Trickle down - supposed to give us the goods
Cups held out to catch a bit of the bounty
Trickle down everywhere trickle down blood
What used to pass for education
Now looks more like ignoration
Take the people's money and slip it to the corporation
Yellow rain golden shower
Pesticide firepower
Summon feudal demons ξf sweatshop subjugation
Workfare, foul air
Homeless beggars everywhere
Picture-phone aristocrats lounge around the pool
Captains of industry
Smiling beneficently
Leaky - hull supertanker ship of fools
Trickle down - give 'em the business
Trickle down - supposed to give us the goods
Cups held out to catch a bit of the bounty
Trickle down everywhere trickle down blood
Harvest the moon industry inundated
With the same greed laced tunes
4th horsemen of the Apocalypse croons
Money consumes consumers presume
Prescriptions allude look as the evil exudes off their skin like sweat
Drops facades and set props
Lights camera action class wars
Patriot factions native American concentration
Camps casino reactions blankets
Laced with small-pox pull the lever
Triple six hits and your soul dies forever
Trickle down - give 'em the business
Trickle down - supposed to give us the goods
Cups held out to catch a bit of the bounty
Trickle down everywhere trickle down blood
2. Neoparadeigma
(instrumental)
3. In The Moment
(instrumental)
4. Con Alma
(instrumental)
5. Bermuda Triangle
(instrumental)
6. Everywhere Dance
Moon of plenty, moon of missed chance
It'll be what you went but you can't stop the dance
Try to count the steps and they change while you stare
And the translucent moon floats in waves of blue air
And we cry out for grace to lay truth bare
The dance is the truth, and it's everywhere
Pas de deux in stark silhouette
Pulsing against a clear orange sunset
As the distance shifts from skin unto skin
Look at how bodies shape the spaces they're in
See the limbs slide smooth through unresisting air
The dance is the truth, and it's everywhere
In grains of sand and galaxies
In plasma flow and rain in trees
In the sepia swell of silted up surf
In the ebb and the flow of dying and birth
In wounded streets and whispered prayer
The dance is the truth, and it's everywhere
7. Patterns Of Force
(instrumental)
8. Only Clave
And the fax read
No beach no fun no play
No sun no day
No bonita senoritas no man no way
Weeks of clave only
Brain twists rum sips
Cohiba Esplendido
Hand slaps on the skins make me miss Tito
It's hot people mango butter
Sizzle like the light drizzle rain drope on
Black tops in the mid-summer
Sun under the weather
Sweaty like Eddie in Delirious red leather
Hot stepper like ini kamoze
Suppose we baila with N G Labanda slowly
Naw we slapped the wood blocks
Rock the palm tree top
Trunks three tropic
Temp therma stat poppin'
Like ya dermis in a tweed stocking
Breeze steady like Β ready to push the pedal heavy
Like when he mobbed with cool Ρ
E S T the ackniculous ridiculous plus we cantankerous
Ready to bust upon these plush conditions like mint rust
Seein' the red
Only the Ρ l a v e
Got me easy to bury
Band the d
Slang the dr
Rang the dru
True mtume juicy fruit
Hang from the vine
Clapping and singing
And chanting in time
Slippery incline
Inclined to go out of my mind
Mind your hands and feet
Toe tap the beat beat box
And with two sticks in hand I wrote my SOS note in the sand
On the beach I crept to with 3 others
1 sister two brothers
Sun lover
Plot never uncovered
Photo op still sits atop my desktop
Next to the fax that said
(repeat from top)
9. Bad Air
Judge said to the hooker,
"Can you come out to play?
I've been condemning people all day long.
That's how I get paid
My dreams are full of criminals frolicking about
Open up the window, let the bad air out!"
Strangled by confusion,
My mind is in decay
Can't picture tomorrow,
Can't remember yesterday
Send out for the Black & Decker and the psychiatric couch
Open up the window, let the bad air out
Police said to Diallo, "Man
Throw your weapon down"
I guess the economics of a wallet
Made a different sort of sound
Shots they rang out the gavel
Still gave no shout
Open up the window let the bad air out
Dubya winked at Dickie
Man you know Alaska' kinda of prime
Let's drill it 'til we kill it the crude is all refined"
Energy is the crisis Cali's got rolling blackouts
Open up the window let the bad air out
Judge said to defendant
Take a step back 5 years is the minimum
For 1 rock of crack
Wall Street started laughing
Man they've been sniffin' more than just an ounce
Open up the window let the bad air out
Too much monkey business, like Mr. Berry said
Drugs and oil and money don't mean nothing when you're dead
At the risk of being subversive.
Nothing left to do but shout
"OPEN UP THE WINDOW, LET THE BAD AIR OUT!"
Traitors in high places
Take my money, tell me lies
Take a walk past parliament, it smells like something died
They ask for trust, but somehow I've got serious doubts
Open up the window, let the bad air out
10. Why 2 K?
(instrumental)
11. Lullaby
(instrumental)
2. Neoparadeigma
(instrumental)
3. In The Moment
(instrumental)
4. Con Alma
(instrumental)
5. Bermuda Triangle
(instrumental)
6. Everywhere Dance
Moon of plenty, moon of missed chance
It'll be what you went but you can't stop the dance
Try to count the steps and they change while you stare
And the translucent moon floats in waves of blue air
And we cry out for grace to lay truth bare
The dance is the truth, and it's everywhere
Pas de deux in stark silhouette
Pulsing against a clear orange sunset
As the distance shifts from skin unto skin
Look at how bodies shape the spaces they're in
See the limbs slide smooth through unresisting air
The dance is the truth, and it's everywhere
In grains of sand and galaxies
In plasma flow and rain in trees
In the sepia swell of silted up surf
In the ebb and the flow of dying and birth
In wounded streets and whispered prayer
The dance is the truth, and it's everywhere
7. Patterns Of Force
(instrumental)
8. Only Clave
And the fax read
No beach no fun no play
No sun no day
No bonita senoritas no man no way
Weeks of clave only
Brain twists rum sips
Cohiba Esplendido
Hand slaps on the skins make me miss Tito
It's hot people mango butter
Sizzle like the light drizzle rain drope on
Black tops in the mid-summer
Sun under the weather
Sweaty like Eddie in Delirious red leather
Hot stepper like ini kamoze
Suppose we baila with N G Labanda slowly
Naw we slapped the wood blocks
Rock the palm tree top
Trunks three tropic
Temp therma stat poppin'
Like ya dermis in a tweed stocking
Breeze steady like Β ready to push the pedal heavy
Like when he mobbed with cool Ρ
E S T the ackniculous ridiculous plus we cantankerous
Ready to bust upon these plush conditions like mint rust
Seein' the red
Only the Ρ l a v e
Got me easy to bury
Band the d
Slang the dr
Rang the dru
True mtume juicy fruit
Hang from the vine
Clapping and singing
And chanting in time
Slippery incline
Inclined to go out of my mind
Mind your hands and feet
Toe tap the beat beat box
And with two sticks in hand I wrote my SOS note in the sand
On the beach I crept to with 3 others
1 sister two brothers
Sun lover
Plot never uncovered
Photo op still sits atop my desktop
Next to the fax that said
(repeat from top)
9. Bad Air
Judge said to the hooker,
"Can you come out to play?
I've been condemning people all day long.
That's how I get paid
My dreams are full of criminals frolicking about
Open up the window, let the bad air out!"
Strangled by confusion,
My mind is in decay
Can't picture tomorrow,
Can't remember yesterday
Send out for the Black & Decker and the psychiatric couch
Open up the window, let the bad air out
Police said to Diallo, "Man
Throw your weapon down"
I guess the economics of a wallet
Made a different sort of sound
Shots they rang out the gavel
Still gave no shout
Open up the window let the bad air out
Dubya winked at Dickie
Man you know Alaska' kinda of prime
Let's drill it 'til we kill it the crude is all refined"
Energy is the crisis Cali's got rolling blackouts
Open up the window let the bad air out
Judge said to defendant
Take a step back 5 years is the minimum
For 1 rock of crack
Wall Street started laughing
Man they've been sniffin' more than just an ounce
Open up the window let the bad air out
Too much monkey business, like Mr. Berry said
Drugs and oil and money don't mean nothing when you're dead
At the risk of being subversive.
Nothing left to do but shout
"OPEN UP THE WINDOW, LET THE BAD AIR OUT!"
Traitors in high places
Take my money, tell me lies
Take a walk past parliament, it smells like something died
They ask for trust, but somehow I've got serious doubts
Open up the window, let the bad air out
10. Why 2 K?
(instrumental)
11. Lullaby
(instrumental)
3. In The Moment
(instrumental)
4. Con Alma
(instrumental)
5. Bermuda Triangle
(instrumental)
6. Everywhere Dance
Moon of plenty, moon of missed chance
It'll be what you went but you can't stop the dance
Try to count the steps and they change while you stare
And the translucent moon floats in waves of blue air
And we cry out for grace to lay truth bare
The dance is the truth, and it's everywhere
Pas de deux in stark silhouette
Pulsing against a clear orange sunset
As the distance shifts from skin unto skin
Look at how bodies shape the spaces they're in
See the limbs slide smooth through unresisting air
The dance is the truth, and it's everywhere
In grains of sand and galaxies
In plasma flow and rain in trees
In the sepia swell of silted up surf
In the ebb and the flow of dying and birth
In wounded streets and whispered prayer
The dance is the truth, and it's everywhere
7. Patterns Of Force
(instrumental)
8. Only Clave
And the fax read
No beach no fun no play
No sun no day
No bonita senoritas no man no way
Weeks of clave only
Brain twists rum sips
Cohiba Esplendido
Hand slaps on the skins make me miss Tito
It's hot people mango butter
Sizzle like the light drizzle rain drope on
Black tops in the mid-summer
Sun under the weather
Sweaty like Eddie in Delirious red leather
Hot stepper like ini kamoze
Suppose we baila with N G Labanda slowly
Naw we slapped the wood blocks
Rock the palm tree top
Trunks three tropic
Temp therma stat poppin'
Like ya dermis in a tweed stocking
Breeze steady like Β ready to push the pedal heavy
Like when he mobbed with cool Ρ
E S T the ackniculous ridiculous plus we cantankerous
Ready to bust upon these plush conditions like mint rust
Seein' the red
Only the Ρ l a v e
Got me easy to bury
Band the d
Slang the dr
Rang the dru
True mtume juicy fruit
Hang from the vine
Clapping and singing
And chanting in time
Slippery incline
Inclined to go out of my mind
Mind your hands and feet
Toe tap the beat beat box
And with two sticks in hand I wrote my SOS note in the sand
On the beach I crept to with 3 others
1 sister two brothers
Sun lover
Plot never uncovered
Photo op still sits atop my desktop
Next to the fax that said
(repeat from top)
9. Bad Air
Judge said to the hooker,
"Can you come out to play?
I've been condemning people all day long.
That's how I get paid
My dreams are full of criminals frolicking about
Open up the window, let the bad air out!"
Strangled by confusion,
My mind is in decay
Can't picture tomorrow,
Can't remember yesterday
Send out for the Black & Decker and the psychiatric couch
Open up the window, let the bad air out
Police said to Diallo, "Man
Throw your weapon down"
I guess the economics of a wallet
Made a different sort of sound
Shots they rang out the gavel
Still gave no shout
Open up the window let the bad air out
Dubya winked at Dickie
Man you know Alaska' kinda of prime
Let's drill it 'til we kill it the crude is all refined"
Energy is the crisis Cali's got rolling blackouts
Open up the window let the bad air out
Judge said to defendant
Take a step back 5 years is the minimum
For 1 rock of crack
Wall Street started laughing
Man they've been sniffin' more than just an ounce
Open up the window let the bad air out
Too much monkey business, like Mr. Berry said
Drugs and oil and money don't mean nothing when you're dead
At the risk of being subversive.
Nothing left to do but shout
"OPEN UP THE WINDOW, LET THE BAD AIR OUT!"
Traitors in high places
Take my money, tell me lies
Take a walk past parliament, it smells like something died
They ask for trust, but somehow I've got serious doubts
Open up the window, let the bad air out
10. Why 2 K?
(instrumental)
11. Lullaby
(instrumental)
4. Con Alma
(instrumental)
5. Bermuda Triangle
(instrumental)
6. Everywhere Dance
Moon of plenty, moon of missed chance
It'll be what you went but you can't stop the dance
Try to count the steps and they change while you stare
And the translucent moon floats in waves of blue air
And we cry out for grace to lay truth bare
The dance is the truth, and it's everywhere
Pas de deux in stark silhouette
Pulsing against a clear orange sunset
As the distance shifts from skin unto skin
Look at how bodies shape the spaces they're in
See the limbs slide smooth through unresisting air
The dance is the truth, and it's everywhere
In grains of sand and galaxies
In plasma flow and rain in trees
In the sepia swell of silted up surf
In the ebb and the flow of dying and birth
In wounded streets and whispered prayer
The dance is the truth, and it's everywhere
7. Patterns Of Force
(instrumental)
8. Only Clave
And the fax read
No beach no fun no play
No sun no day
No bonita senoritas no man no way
Weeks of clave only
Brain twists rum sips
Cohiba Esplendido
Hand slaps on the skins make me miss Tito
It's hot people mango butter
Sizzle like the light drizzle rain drope on
Black tops in the mid-summer
Sun under the weather
Sweaty like Eddie in Delirious red leather
Hot stepper like ini kamoze
Suppose we baila with N G Labanda slowly
Naw we slapped the wood blocks
Rock the palm tree top
Trunks three tropic
Temp therma stat poppin'
Like ya dermis in a tweed stocking
Breeze steady like Β ready to push the pedal heavy
Like when he mobbed with cool Ρ
E S T the ackniculous ridiculous plus we cantankerous
Ready to bust upon these plush conditions like mint rust
Seein' the red
Only the Ρ l a v e
Got me easy to bury
Band the d
Slang the dr
Rang the dru
True mtume juicy fruit
Hang from the vine
Clapping and singing
And chanting in time
Slippery incline
Inclined to go out of my mind
Mind your hands and feet
Toe tap the beat beat box
And with two sticks in hand I wrote my SOS note in the sand
On the beach I crept to with 3 others
1 sister two brothers
Sun lover
Plot never uncovered
Photo op still sits atop my desktop
Next to the fax that said
(repeat from top)
9. Bad Air
Judge said to the hooker,
"Can you come out to play?
I've been condemning people all day long.
That's how I get paid
My dreams are full of criminals frolicking about
Open up the window, let the bad air out!"
Strangled by confusion,
My mind is in decay
Can't picture tomorrow,
Can't remember yesterday
Send out for the Black & Decker and the psychiatric couch
Open up the window, let the bad air out
Police said to Diallo, "Man
Throw your weapon down"
I guess the economics of a wallet
Made a different sort of sound
Shots they rang out the gavel
Still gave no shout
Open up the window let the bad air out
Dubya winked at Dickie
Man you know Alaska' kinda of prime
Let's drill it 'til we kill it the crude is all refined"
Energy is the crisis Cali's got rolling blackouts
Open up the window let the bad air out
Judge said to defendant
Take a step back 5 years is the minimum
For 1 rock of crack
Wall Street started laughing
Man they've been sniffin' more than just an ounce
Open up the window let the bad air out
Too much monkey business, like Mr. Berry said
Drugs and oil and money don't mean nothing when you're dead
At the risk of being subversive.
Nothing left to do but shout
"OPEN UP THE WINDOW, LET THE BAD AIR OUT!"
Traitors in high places
Take my money, tell me lies
Take a walk past parliament, it smells like something died
They ask for trust, but somehow I've got serious doubts
Open up the window, let the bad air out
10. Why 2 K?
(instrumental)
11. Lullaby
(instrumental)
5. Bermuda Triangle
(instrumental)
6. Everywhere Dance
Moon of plenty, moon of missed chance
It'll be what you went but you can't stop the dance
Try to count the steps and they change while you stare
And the translucent moon floats in waves of blue air
And we cry out for grace to lay truth bare
The dance is the truth, and it's everywhere
Pas de deux in stark silhouette
Pulsing against a clear orange sunset
As the distance shifts from skin unto skin
Look at how bodies shape the spaces they're in
See the limbs slide smooth through unresisting air
The dance is the truth, and it's everywhere
In grains of sand and galaxies
In plasma flow and rain in trees
In the sepia swell of silted up surf
In the ebb and the flow of dying and birth
In wounded streets and whispered prayer
The dance is the truth, and it's everywhere
7. Patterns Of Force
(instrumental)
8. Only Clave
And the fax read
No beach no fun no play
No sun no day
No bonita senoritas no man no way
Weeks of clave only
Brain twists rum sips
Cohiba Esplendido
Hand slaps on the skins make me miss Tito
It's hot people mango butter
Sizzle like the light drizzle rain drope on
Black tops in the mid-summer
Sun under the weather
Sweaty like Eddie in Delirious red leather
Hot stepper like ini kamoze
Suppose we baila with N G Labanda slowly
Naw we slapped the wood blocks
Rock the palm tree top
Trunks three tropic
Temp therma stat poppin'
Like ya dermis in a tweed stocking
Breeze steady like Β ready to push the pedal heavy
Like when he mobbed with cool Ρ
E S T the ackniculous ridiculous plus we cantankerous
Ready to bust upon these plush conditions like mint rust
Seein' the red
Only the Ρ l a v e
Got me easy to bury
Band the d
Slang the dr
Rang the dru
True mtume juicy fruit
Hang from the vine
Clapping and singing
And chanting in time
Slippery incline
Inclined to go out of my mind
Mind your hands and feet
Toe tap the beat beat box
And with two sticks in hand I wrote my SOS note in the sand
On the beach I crept to with 3 others
1 sister two brothers
Sun lover
Plot never uncovered
Photo op still sits atop my desktop
Next to the fax that said
(repeat from top)
9. Bad Air
Judge said to the hooker,
"Can you come out to play?
I've been condemning people all day long.
That's how I get paid
My dreams are full of criminals frolicking about
Open up the window, let the bad air out!"
Strangled by confusion,
My mind is in decay
Can't picture tomorrow,
Can't remember yesterday
Send out for the Black & Decker and the psychiatric couch
Open up the window, let the bad air out
Police said to Diallo, "Man
Throw your weapon down"
I guess the economics of a wallet
Made a different sort of sound
Shots they rang out the gavel
Still gave no shout
Open up the window let the bad air out
Dubya winked at Dickie
Man you know Alaska' kinda of prime
Let's drill it 'til we kill it the crude is all refined"
Energy is the crisis Cali's got rolling blackouts
Open up the window let the bad air out
Judge said to defendant
Take a step back 5 years is the minimum
For 1 rock of crack
Wall Street started laughing
Man they've been sniffin' more than just an ounce
Open up the window let the bad air out
Too much monkey business, like Mr. Berry said
Drugs and oil and money don't mean nothing when you're dead
At the risk of being subversive.
Nothing left to do but shout
"OPEN UP THE WINDOW, LET THE BAD AIR OUT!"
Traitors in high places
Take my money, tell me lies
Take a walk past parliament, it smells like something died
They ask for trust, but somehow I've got serious doubts
Open up the window, let the bad air out
10. Why 2 K?
(instrumental)
11. Lullaby
(instrumental)
6. Everywhere Dance
Moon of plenty, moon of missed chance
It'll be what you went but you can't stop the dance
Try to count the steps and they change while you stare
And the translucent moon floats in waves of blue air
And we cry out for grace to lay truth bare
The dance is the truth, and it's everywhere
Pas de deux in stark silhouette
Pulsing against a clear orange sunset
As the distance shifts from skin unto skin
Look at how bodies shape the spaces they're in
See the limbs slide smooth through unresisting air
The dance is the truth, and it's everywhere
In grains of sand and galaxies
In plasma flow and rain in trees
In the sepia swell of silted up surf
In the ebb and the flow of dying and birth
In wounded streets and whispered prayer
The dance is the truth, and it's everywhere
7. Patterns Of Force
(instrumental)
8. Only Clave
And the fax read
No beach no fun no play
No sun no day
No bonita senoritas no man no way
Weeks of clave only
Brain twists rum sips
Cohiba Esplendido
Hand slaps on the skins make me miss Tito
It's hot people mango butter
Sizzle like the light drizzle rain drope on
Black tops in the mid-summer
Sun under the weather
Sweaty like Eddie in Delirious red leather
Hot stepper like ini kamoze
Suppose we baila with N G Labanda slowly
Naw we slapped the wood blocks
Rock the palm tree top
Trunks three tropic
Temp therma stat poppin'
Like ya dermis in a tweed stocking
Breeze steady like Β ready to push the pedal heavy
Like when he mobbed with cool Ρ
E S T the ackniculous ridiculous plus we cantankerous
Ready to bust upon these plush conditions like mint rust
Seein' the red
Only the Ρ l a v e
Got me easy to bury
Band the d
Slang the dr
Rang the dru
True mtume juicy fruit
Hang from the vine
Clapping and singing
And chanting in time
Slippery incline
Inclined to go out of my mind
Mind your hands and feet
Toe tap the beat beat box
And with two sticks in hand I wrote my SOS note in the sand
On the beach I crept to with 3 others
1 sister two brothers
Sun lover
Plot never uncovered
Photo op still sits atop my desktop
Next to the fax that said
(repeat from top)
9. Bad Air
Judge said to the hooker,
"Can you come out to play?
I've been condemning people all day long.
That's how I get paid
My dreams are full of criminals frolicking about
Open up the window, let the bad air out!"
Strangled by confusion,
My mind is in decay
Can't picture tomorrow,
Can't remember yesterday
Send out for the Black & Decker and the psychiatric couch
Open up the window, let the bad air out
Police said to Diallo, "Man
Throw your weapon down"
I guess the economics of a wallet
Made a different sort of sound
Shots they rang out the gavel
Still gave no shout
Open up the window let the bad air out
Dubya winked at Dickie
Man you know Alaska' kinda of prime
Let's drill it 'til we kill it the crude is all refined"
Energy is the crisis Cali's got rolling blackouts
Open up the window let the bad air out
Judge said to defendant
Take a step back 5 years is the minimum
For 1 rock of crack
Wall Street started laughing
Man they've been sniffin' more than just an ounce
Open up the window let the bad air out
Too much monkey business, like Mr. Berry said
Drugs and oil and money don't mean nothing when you're dead
At the risk of being subversive.
Nothing left to do but shout
"OPEN UP THE WINDOW, LET THE BAD AIR OUT!"
Traitors in high places
Take my money, tell me lies
Take a walk past parliament, it smells like something died
They ask for trust, but somehow I've got serious doubts
Open up the window, let the bad air out
10. Why 2 K?
(instrumental)
11. Lullaby
(instrumental)
It'll be what you went but you can't stop the dance
Try to count the steps and they change while you stare
And the translucent moon floats in waves of blue air
And we cry out for grace to lay truth bare
The dance is the truth, and it's everywhere
Pas de deux in stark silhouette
Pulsing against a clear orange sunset
As the distance shifts from skin unto skin
Look at how bodies shape the spaces they're in
See the limbs slide smooth through unresisting air
The dance is the truth, and it's everywhere
In grains of sand and galaxies
In plasma flow and rain in trees
In the sepia swell of silted up surf
In the ebb and the flow of dying and birth
In wounded streets and whispered prayer
The dance is the truth, and it's everywhere
7. Patterns Of Force
(instrumental)
8. Only Clave
And the fax read
No beach no fun no play
No sun no day
No bonita senoritas no man no way
Weeks of clave only
Brain twists rum sips
Cohiba Esplendido
Hand slaps on the skins make me miss Tito
It's hot people mango butter
Sizzle like the light drizzle rain drope on
Black tops in the mid-summer
Sun under the weather
Sweaty like Eddie in Delirious red leather
Hot stepper like ini kamoze
Suppose we baila with N G Labanda slowly
Naw we slapped the wood blocks
Rock the palm tree top
Trunks three tropic
Temp therma stat poppin'
Like ya dermis in a tweed stocking
Breeze steady like Β ready to push the pedal heavy
Like when he mobbed with cool Ρ
E S T the ackniculous ridiculous plus we cantankerous
Ready to bust upon these plush conditions like mint rust
Seein' the red
Only the Ρ l a v e
Got me easy to bury
Band the d
Slang the dr
Rang the dru
True mtume juicy fruit
Hang from the vine
Clapping and singing
And chanting in time
Slippery incline
Inclined to go out of my mind
Mind your hands and feet
Toe tap the beat beat box
And with two sticks in hand I wrote my SOS note in the sand
On the beach I crept to with 3 others
1 sister two brothers
Sun lover
Plot never uncovered
Photo op still sits atop my desktop
Next to the fax that said
(repeat from top)
9. Bad Air
Judge said to the hooker,
"Can you come out to play?
I've been condemning people all day long.
That's how I get paid
My dreams are full of criminals frolicking about
Open up the window, let the bad air out!"
Strangled by confusion,
My mind is in decay
Can't picture tomorrow,
Can't remember yesterday
Send out for the Black & Decker and the psychiatric couch
Open up the window, let the bad air out
Police said to Diallo, "Man
Throw your weapon down"
I guess the economics of a wallet
Made a different sort of sound
Shots they rang out the gavel
Still gave no shout
Open up the window let the bad air out
Dubya winked at Dickie
Man you know Alaska' kinda of prime
Let's drill it 'til we kill it the crude is all refined"
Energy is the crisis Cali's got rolling blackouts
Open up the window let the bad air out
Judge said to defendant
Take a step back 5 years is the minimum
For 1 rock of crack
Wall Street started laughing
Man they've been sniffin' more than just an ounce
Open up the window let the bad air out
Too much monkey business, like Mr. Berry said
Drugs and oil and money don't mean nothing when you're dead
At the risk of being subversive.
Nothing left to do but shout
"OPEN UP THE WINDOW, LET THE BAD AIR OUT!"
Traitors in high places
Take my money, tell me lies
Take a walk past parliament, it smells like something died
They ask for trust, but somehow I've got serious doubts
Open up the window, let the bad air out
10. Why 2 K?
(instrumental)
11. Lullaby
(instrumental)
8. Only Clave
And the fax read
No beach no fun no play
No sun no day
No bonita senoritas no man no way
Weeks of clave only
Brain twists rum sips
Cohiba Esplendido
Hand slaps on the skins make me miss Tito
It's hot people mango butter
Sizzle like the light drizzle rain drope on
Black tops in the mid-summer
Sun under the weather
Sweaty like Eddie in Delirious red leather
Hot stepper like ini kamoze
Suppose we baila with N G Labanda slowly
Naw we slapped the wood blocks
Rock the palm tree top
Trunks three tropic
Temp therma stat poppin'
Like ya dermis in a tweed stocking
Breeze steady like Β ready to push the pedal heavy
Like when he mobbed with cool Ρ
E S T the ackniculous ridiculous plus we cantankerous
Ready to bust upon these plush conditions like mint rust
Seein' the red
Only the Ρ l a v e
Got me easy to bury
Band the d
Slang the dr
Rang the dru
True mtume juicy fruit
Hang from the vine
Clapping and singing
And chanting in time
Slippery incline
Inclined to go out of my mind
Mind your hands and feet
Toe tap the beat beat box
And with two sticks in hand I wrote my SOS note in the sand
On the beach I crept to with 3 others
1 sister two brothers
Sun lover
Plot never uncovered
Photo op still sits atop my desktop
Next to the fax that said
(repeat from top)
9. Bad Air
Judge said to the hooker,
"Can you come out to play?
I've been condemning people all day long.
That's how I get paid
My dreams are full of criminals frolicking about
Open up the window, let the bad air out!"
Strangled by confusion,
My mind is in decay
Can't picture tomorrow,
Can't remember yesterday
Send out for the Black & Decker and the psychiatric couch
Open up the window, let the bad air out
Police said to Diallo, "Man
Throw your weapon down"
I guess the economics of a wallet
Made a different sort of sound
Shots they rang out the gavel
Still gave no shout
Open up the window let the bad air out
Dubya winked at Dickie
Man you know Alaska' kinda of prime
Let's drill it 'til we kill it the crude is all refined"
Energy is the crisis Cali's got rolling blackouts
Open up the window let the bad air out
Judge said to defendant
Take a step back 5 years is the minimum
For 1 rock of crack
Wall Street started laughing
Man they've been sniffin' more than just an ounce
Open up the window let the bad air out
Too much monkey business, like Mr. Berry said
Drugs and oil and money don't mean nothing when you're dead
At the risk of being subversive.
Nothing left to do but shout
"OPEN UP THE WINDOW, LET THE BAD AIR OUT!"
Traitors in high places
Take my money, tell me lies
Take a walk past parliament, it smells like something died
They ask for trust, but somehow I've got serious doubts
Open up the window, let the bad air out
10. Why 2 K?
(instrumental)
11. Lullaby
(instrumental)
No beach no fun no play
No sun no day
No bonita senoritas no man no way
Weeks of clave only
Brain twists rum sips
Cohiba Esplendido
Hand slaps on the skins make me miss Tito
It's hot people mango butter
Sizzle like the light drizzle rain drope on
Black tops in the mid-summer
Sun under the weather
Sweaty like Eddie in Delirious red leather
Hot stepper like ini kamoze
Suppose we baila with N G Labanda slowly
Naw we slapped the wood blocks
Rock the palm tree top
Trunks three tropic
Temp therma stat poppin'
Like ya dermis in a tweed stocking
Breeze steady like Β ready to push the pedal heavy
Like when he mobbed with cool Ρ
E S T the ackniculous ridiculous plus we cantankerous
Ready to bust upon these plush conditions like mint rust
Seein' the red
Only the Ρ l a v e
Got me easy to bury
Band the d
Slang the dr
Rang the dru
True mtume juicy fruit
Hang from the vine
Clapping and singing
And chanting in time
Slippery incline
Inclined to go out of my mind
Mind your hands and feet
Toe tap the beat beat box
And with two sticks in hand I wrote my SOS note in the sand
On the beach I crept to with 3 others
1 sister two brothers
Sun lover
Plot never uncovered
Photo op still sits atop my desktop
Next to the fax that said
(repeat from top)
9. Bad Air
Judge said to the hooker,
"Can you come out to play?
I've been condemning people all day long.
That's how I get paid
My dreams are full of criminals frolicking about
Open up the window, let the bad air out!"
Strangled by confusion,
My mind is in decay
Can't picture tomorrow,
Can't remember yesterday
Send out for the Black & Decker and the psychiatric couch
Open up the window, let the bad air out
Police said to Diallo, "Man
Throw your weapon down"
I guess the economics of a wallet
Made a different sort of sound
Shots they rang out the gavel
Still gave no shout
Open up the window let the bad air out
Dubya winked at Dickie
Man you know Alaska' kinda of prime
Let's drill it 'til we kill it the crude is all refined"
Energy is the crisis Cali's got rolling blackouts
Open up the window let the bad air out
Judge said to defendant
Take a step back 5 years is the minimum
For 1 rock of crack
Wall Street started laughing
Man they've been sniffin' more than just an ounce
Open up the window let the bad air out
Too much monkey business, like Mr. Berry said
Drugs and oil and money don't mean nothing when you're dead
At the risk of being subversive.
Nothing left to do but shout
"OPEN UP THE WINDOW, LET THE BAD AIR OUT!"
Traitors in high places
Take my money, tell me lies
Take a walk past parliament, it smells like something died
They ask for trust, but somehow I've got serious doubts
Open up the window, let the bad air out
10. Why 2 K?
(instrumental)
11. Lullaby
(instrumental)
"Can you come out to play?
I've been condemning people all day long.
That's how I get paid
My dreams are full of criminals frolicking about
Open up the window, let the bad air out!"
Strangled by confusion,
My mind is in decay
Can't picture tomorrow,
Can't remember yesterday
Send out for the Black & Decker and the psychiatric couch
Open up the window, let the bad air out
Police said to Diallo, "Man
Throw your weapon down"
I guess the economics of a wallet
Made a different sort of sound
Shots they rang out the gavel
Still gave no shout
Open up the window let the bad air out
Dubya winked at Dickie
Man you know Alaska' kinda of prime
Let's drill it 'til we kill it the crude is all refined"
Energy is the crisis Cali's got rolling blackouts
Open up the window let the bad air out
Judge said to defendant
Take a step back 5 years is the minimum
For 1 rock of crack
Wall Street started laughing
Man they've been sniffin' more than just an ounce
Open up the window let the bad air out
Too much monkey business, like Mr. Berry said
Drugs and oil and money don't mean nothing when you're dead
At the risk of being subversive.
Nothing left to do but shout
"OPEN UP THE WINDOW, LET THE BAD AIR OUT!"
Traitors in high places
Take my money, tell me lies
Take a walk past parliament, it smells like something died
They ask for trust, but somehow I've got serious doubts
Open up the window, let the bad air out