MEGAWATT
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1. Smuggler |
JBR
Megawatt – 2006
1. Smuggler
(3:44)
Smuggler – I’m under the gun
again. Smuggler – I’m under the gun again. Dealin the goods like a
deck of cards, keepin the program tight. I’m loading up a brown ’68
Chevelle in the middle of the night. I’m smoking the Feds like a cigarette,
setting ‘em up for the sting. I used to light up with a honey and listen
to green earrings. I love her green earrings. CHORUS. I don’t
wanna know where it came from, I don’t wanna know how much it cost. I
don’t wanna fuck around, get caught up in a shady plot. There’s a China
man up in Oaktown, but nobody knows his name. Said he’s the reason you
came here, and you’re playing in the game. He’s playing you again.
CHORUS. Said you don’t got to jive me, I know Kung Fu and 7 other Chinese
words, and someone gonna pay for the mix up, some shit I overheard. So
you better not be distracted and you better know green from red. And you
better know that girls curves ain’t worth getting a hole in your head.
CHORUS.
2. Digital
Dream (2:48)
I had a digital dream, set
to neon green, ultramarine, a digital fish in a digital stream, a killing
machine, nitroglycerine. I had a digital dream, somewhere in between security
beams, a digital girl made a digital scream. A partial machine, static on
her screen. D-D-D-D-Digital Dream. B-B-Borderline obscene.
D-D-D-D-Digital Dream. B-B-Borderline obscene. It’s a digital
bitch, they only love the rich. A Stygian Witch, a digital code with a
digital glitch. Bending the pitch, and frayed along the stitch. CHORUS.
3. Break ‘Em
Out (4:17)
Black diamond hangin over my
shoulder, blue square in a picture frame. The women here couldn’t get any
bolder, they could make the winter burst into flames. Free form,
projected on wide-screen, re-born drifting like a maple leaf. Snow storm,
smell of the evergreen, tuned in, I’m smoking like an Indian chief. Seen
everything but the kitchen sink and now that ‘s in, it’s hard to win when
you’re in the same race that the rat’s in. Sub zero sound on your alpine,
sub-dio, under he polar star. Stud hero, riding the tree line, bum deal,
they don’t even know who we are. Said the ghost of Mabel Gabel, the money
goes right here on the table, said the ghost of Davey Crockett, the money goes right
here in my pocket. Black diamond hangin over my shoulder, blue square in
a picture frame. The women here couldn’t get any bolder, they could make
the winter burst into flames. North America’s top vertical drop is
Whistler. Sleeping beauty won’t wake up till you kiss her.
4. Through
Jupiter (7:20)
Drive sports cars, date
movies stars, buy things that are not for sale. Define yourself, refine
yourself go searching for the Holy Grail. Looked down and saw my footprints in
the dust of the moon, they’ll be there undisturbed as I left them in stillness,
telescope view. Gliders on the night side, meteors collide, navigate
flares of the sun, seekers perihelion. Faster than a hurricane, delicate
feather clouds won’t rain, twisted by a cosmic hand, approach the equator.
My body in a state of flux, hot liquid through molten ducts, vanguard of the
moon patrol, light years away from home. Spoken: “Jupiter, Jupiter is
a frame of mind, it doesn’t exist really. A large planet, larger than
Earth, half the distance to the sun, it’s impossible to sustain life in a
planet that size. Engage light bend shields, bending shields plus one,
cignus plus five, disengage phantom power, reverse thruster, we’re going in.
Strap the harness to your cerebral cortex, your mind scurries through the
vortex. Irrational numbers and the chaos theory come together in a myriad
of ways. It’s not a simple question of what’s right and wrong.
What’s right and wrong or black and white”.
5. Chain
Reaction (4:33)
The vainest action is the
main attraction, uh, do this, chain reaction. A heinous action is the
main attraction, uh, do this, a chain reaction. It’s real low tech, good
calls from the refs, throw the long ball, standing wave connects, end zone
fool, bleed through your headphones. Bouncing all kind of sounds off the
black cones. Keep your steel cocked and ready, this chain’s for real,
rock ya steady. The heinous action is the main attraction, uh, do
this, a chain reaction. The vainest faction is the main attraction, uh,
do this, a chain reaction. Oo yeah hand over fist ya’ll, cutting wax top
of the list y’all, beat the clock strapped to your wrist ya’ll, it’s real easy
just to uh uh. Skeet shot, we never missed ya’ll, guerillas rush out of
the mist ya’ll, down shift if you insist ya’ll. It’s real easy just to uh
uh uh.
6. Carolan
(2:56)
I don’t need a pop song at
the top of the charts Carolan. I don’t try to fix things when they fall
apart Carolan. And I don’t need and explanation cause I know you’d just lie to
me. Leave me alone with my booze and my sins and my hard earned
sanity. I don’t believe in magic or in zodiac signs Carolan. I
don’t believe that joining a cult would help me free my mind Carolan. And
I don’t need an exorcism to drive a demon out of me. Leave me alone with
my booze and my sins and my hard earned sanity. For all those rhythm and
blues she helped me wash away, still in debt to my lady to this very day.
I don’t need a prostitute to fill the void Carolan. I don’t need a pinchy to
get me paranoid. Somehow you confuse what’s real with what’s just
fantasy. Leave me alone with my booze and my sins and my hard earned
sanity. For all those rhythm and blues she helped me wash away, still in
debt to my lady to this very day.
7. The Thin
Line (4:04)
Balance, it comes and it
goes. How to control it nobody knows. Desire, its all in your
head. Are you the needle or are you the thread? When the clocks are
moving at such a painful rate you walk the thin line between love and hate.
Emotion ain’t so sweet anymore. You been down so long you forget what
you’re down there for. Freedom, isn’t is bliss, I’d rather be drowning
that dealing with this. When the telephone ain’t ringing and it’s so hard
to concentrate you walk the thin line between love and hate. Aw, “it was
the best of times and it was the worst of times” - the most legit of all the
old lit lines. So I’ll just keep believing and leave it up to fate and
cross the thin line between love and hate. Come on - cross the thin line.
8. Here We Go
(4:36)
Said what’s happenin up the
block? What they doin I can’t tell. Said what’s happening up the
block? What they doin I can’t tell. Well if they playin here we go,
it’d be cool as hell. What’s happenin up the stairs? Is he slappin
her around? What’s happenin up the stairs? Is she slappin him
around? When you push a little bit too far the hammer comes
down. Why do people trip? Why do people laugh? Why am I in
the kitchen looking at an old photograph? Why do I just not care?
Why is my neighbor goth? Why am I in the kitchen listening to David Lee
Roth? Well here we go down the road out to Cali, play some cuts with
guitar. To the Fu Manchu, to the Dynasty, to the heavy waves of Todos
falling in the sea. What’s the method man? To the madness man?
When inevitability fails, I hope you got a back up plan. CHORUS.
Here we go done the road to the cabin play some cuts with guitar. Here we
go down the road down to New Orelans. Here we go down the road, I like it
when you grit your teeth. Watch out its rough and mean.
9. Valentine
(3:47)
Oh - here came a dove on
wings as hot as love, born in the dust of the break. Oh - now would she
land ever only in my hand, all of my senses awake. Hot dang - in outta
the rain I went face down a little insane. I played with a dangerous
toy. Go-go give it all away it’s the mile to the Mecca on the top if you
wanna be a bad boy. Under the surface I’m hypnotized. I can’t put
her out of my mind. Won’t you be my Valentine. Won’t you be my
Valentine. Switch the lava lamp on power up the amp bending the groove
like a g-string. Time and solar space stealing away the face of angels on
the wing. Jump like a pack of dogs can’t be right if I’m wrong barking up
another tree. Come back down to earth with me. Cupid you got it wrong
from the start to the end of the song. Oh what can this fool
believe. Out on the night beat we harmonized. That’s when I knew
you were mine. CHORUS.
10. Taking It To
The Top (3:28)
Moving with a reason, moving
with a rhyme, I ain’t ever giving up, I ain’t ever gonna hide. Strip it down,
to the skin, gonna bet, gonna win. Gonna claim what is mine. You’re
gonna fly when I hit the mainline. Taking it to the top with the power of
soul. Taking it to the top with the power of soul. Cruisin in a hot
rod, got a Motorhead, feeling real sleazy, I’m running in the resad. Hot
as love cool as ice 50 grand if the price for a cial of the best I’m goin in
with a bullet proof vest. CHORUS. I’ll put ya down in a hole.
CHORUS.
11. Sons Of
Winter (5:20)
There was a time not so long
ago, that we would dance the night away, no signs of life out on the radio -
just keep rollin your way back home. Just like they roll the wagon wheel
way down in the country, still standing at the top of the hill I am - just keep
rolling your way back home. Suspected of a dirty crime about the time we
took the stage and we’ll be guilty of it every time - just keep rolling your
way back home. Place a hand upon your favorite axe, the time has come for
you to shine. First shock is bound to knock you back - just keep rollin
your way back home. Have you been down where the Masons dwell? Back
corner of the old hotel. And if you listen you can hear them still.
Just keep rolling your way back home. Hey now Mr. Mailman won’t you
please send me a letter and get it here just as fast as you can – just keep
rolling your way back home. Just like they roll the wagon wheel way down
in the country, still standing at the top of the hill I am - just keep rolling
your way back home. CHORUS.