Hits Duh Bah Tomb Lion

by John Tabacco

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ALL ERMERICAN BUMBLE BAT All Ermerican Bumble Bat Waiting For Shark Attack All Ermerican Bumble Bat Is Working For You All Ermerican Bumble Bat Waiting For Shark Attack All Ermerican Bumble Bat Is Working For You They pass laws in the night time They pass laws over cheap wine Then they tax ya for sunshine They can afford to buy a diamond toilet seat While you and all your working buddies starve! It’s the Bottom Line... Shoot It! All Ermerican Bumble Bat Waiting For Shark Attack All Ermerican Bumble Bat Is Working For You All Ermerican Bumble Bat Waiting For Shark Attack All Ermerican Bumble Bat Is Working For You...
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THE BOTTOM LINE (Movement 1) Bradley Thunderbird Phoenix : Ahh, what is a - what is a typical day for you? JT : A typical day is to wake up and say, “how am I gonna get something to eat?” After I decide that I don’t really need anything to eat because I have this music I gotta do, I have to put this album together, I usually forget about that for a while. And then, say twelve hours go by and then I decide I think it’s time for me to get something to eat. So, usually a client or somebody will walk in, give me a little bit of money and ah, you know, I do the job (record them). And ah, you know (laughs) record some more music. And usually somebody will come down in the studio and probably shake their heads and say, “I can’t believe he’s still in the studio” JT Mockery : I can’t believe he’s still in the studio. JT : But ah, you know... You have to be reasonable in a situation. I live in a house with different musicians and ya know whatever free time I have I’m in the studio, recording, editing, whatever, doing art work. JT Mockery : Jerking off... JT : That’s it. That’s basically my life. BTP : Did you ever think that ah - hey, I need some cash. I need some money. Maybe I’ll do a 9 to 5 for a little while or a part time job? JT : No, I don’t even think twice about it. I think to do that I... right now at this point I’d feel like I’ve given up or I failed in my goal... JT Mockery : You sir have failed JT : ...in trying to really, really make it as an artist. There’s nothing wrong with doing a 9 to 5. You just have to find something you like and it’s very difficult if you just wanna create music all day. Who’s gonna wanna pay you for that, ya know? JT Mockery : Some people actually get paid! Well it’s the bottom line Mr. Cynic : (E pluribus zombiest) Well it’s the bottom line : Money. Mr. Cynic : That’s right. In money we trust! Well it’s the bottom line : MONEY. Mr. Cynic : Because GOD is money. It’s the bottom line : Money. It’s the bottom line Mr. Cynic : Polyester greenback that’ll get you to heaven! It’s the bottom line Mr. Cynic : You lust after money. You filthy pirates. Know me by my money and you shall be free. It’s the bottom line Mr. Cynic : Free as long as you have lots and lots and lots and lots of.. Money. It’s friggin’ paper! Money... The Priest : Money. For your very fabulous wonder star. Fabulic wonder desert star. Money that you can make by selling people anything you can get your hands on. Anything at all. Dead children. Dead monkeys. Anything dead. Phillup : Dead fried ice cream. The Priest : Dead - lots - living fried ice cream! Phillup : Lobster on a - on a rash. The Priest : Lobster on a rash. You can sell codfish with nails in it. Phillup : You can... (laughs) The Priest : I mean, the sky’s the limit. Well it’s the bottom line : Money Mr. Cynic : That’s right. In money we trust. Well it’s the bottom line : Money Mr. Cynic : Because God is money. It’s the bottom line : MONEY Pretentious Lounge singer : There have been times I feel that I’ve crossed the limit. Times like that the moment seems so cruel . But when I feel that I’ve been pushed passed my limit. I rest my head and dream of holding you... MONEY! (Ahh boloney) Well it’s the bottom line It’s the bottom line : Money Well it’s the bottom line It’s the bottom line : Money, Money, Money Money ... Money BTP : We all fall under the tyranny of the clock.
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THE BOTTOM LINE (Movement 2) A new age version of “My Friends Have Left Me” plays in the background : Well it’s the bottom line - It’s the bottom line : Money It’s the bottom line - Well it’s the bottom line : Money I’m worthless trash from nowhere I’m worthless trash from nowhere, that’s the bottom line Yeah it’s the bottom line : Money It’s the bottom line Yeah, it’s the bottom line : Money There they were. The two of them sailing in a mud puddle in a paper dixie cup boat. Susan Battley : It’s the bottom line. I Can Hardly Hold My Food Down Interlude Letty Fores : Ride the tubes up and down with a guy named Julio Spend my days and nights in a one room studio Walk the city streets, my walk, my blaring coolio Please fence me in... SB : It’s the bottom line etc... Letty Fores: Please fence me in - Please fence me in Pseudo Letterman : Oh my god he’s got a CD! Run for your lives! Marci Geller : ... no I was just sayin’ you have to read some of this stuff. Number 15 : Hyper laxative taxi pukers with pre-coordinated fetch alternatives sans hornulator. And then he’s got : The influences of Winnie The Poop toilet hoop covert fax sheet protectors will un-lickable linoleum wipe offs. It’s blatant afterlife effects on public access television morals. Oh man, what’s going on in that guy’s brain? SB : It’s the bottom line etc... Gotta Go Now dudes : Lattle lattle it’s a cattle it’s a cattle it’s a lattle lattle lattle it’s a cattle it’s a cat! (repeat) The Akai Connection interlude JT : I’m flipping out! L. Ron Hump : Money! I smell money. I need more money! (laughter and snare drum unison) The Priest : Barney was an old shoe salesman who sold slippers to Lake Victoria. Why he sold it to an inanimate object I will never know. I talked to the man once, he made no sense. But he knew how to tell a dirty joke. For instance, this one with the clown and the zebra. I.. seems I don’t remember that one so I guess I’ll just laugh it off. (Canned TV laughter and various montages around “I Can Hardly Hold My Food Down”) Nigey Lennon and JT : Please help me get to the bottom of it all Please help me get to the bottom Please help me get to the bottom of it all Please help me get to the bottom of it (More loops and Teddy Kumpel guitar improv) ND (singing a Paul Michael Barkan lick) : Drive me down... JT (under the song Wild Toys) : Signs? Neat idea. Why back home we have to scream for every exit. Exit 7! Hey! Laura Tabacco : (laughs) Nick DiMauro : The guy on corner every time a cars go by... EXIT 7! Scotto: Ahhhh... ND : Drive me down...
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Nicky : Drive me down... JT, ND, LT (road trip across the USA in a Red Suburu - 1986): JT : Signs? Neat "I-deer"! Why back at home we have to scream for every exit.. EXIT 7! Hey! (laughter) ND : The guy on the corner - whenever a car goes by : EXIT 7! Scotto: Uhhhhhhhh! Drive me down.... THERE THEY WERE Sri and Arty Rukidin : There they were. The two of them. Sailing in a mud puddle in a paper dixie cup boat. The two of them oblivious of each others feelings. Sharing nothing. There they were. The two of them. Two museums with no clue of how they depended on one another. One had a Louie the 14th table as a chest. The other a Tiffany™ lamp for a hair piece. Together they formed a unique medallion in the reflection of a squirrel’s eye. Witnessed by a baby rolling on the grass. Marci Geller : Marce iz sane, marce iz sane, marce iz sane, marce iz sane. Sri and Arty Rukidin : Yes, listen. There they were. The two of them. Two museums with no clue of how they depended on one another. They spin dry in the wind bumping into one another. Sparking. Igniting. Inviting a curious notion in the dreams of a foreigner on a bus to purgatory. Sand paper clusters smoothing out the threatening clouds dusting far beyond the means of breathing. Never stopping once to think of the impending danger of suffocating our unlikely pair. Not even the baby over there gets it. Yes, there they were. The two of them. Two museums with no clue of how they depended on one another. There they were. The two of them. With no clue. JT : Everybody Suffers The Bottom Line Everybody suffers it’s a well known fact. Everybody suffers it’s a well known fact in this world In this world Everybody suffers it’s a well known fact. Everybody suffers it’s a well known fact in this world In this world How long can we keep holding on? How long until we give it up? Maybe there’s a reason that we can’t explain A perfect beast maybe the end results of pain in this world In this world... The “I Can Hardly Hold My Food Down” / Meryl Mathews / Teddy Kumple 1995 improvisation Interlude plays here... L. Ron Hump (as a younger man) : La La La La La! Well I gotta work. And I gotta feed. And I gotta work and I got no time to read. And I only got two days a week to be alive. And I gotta go back to work and that’s the bottom line. Gotta work. Gotta feed. Gotta work. Only got two days a week. And that’s the bottom line. JT and FST : This small change is reflected best perhaps in the sand dollar which shrank to almost nothing at the bottom of the pool. Well that’s the bottom line. Susan Battley : It’s the bottom line. LRH : But that’s the bottom line. SB : It’s the bottom line. LRH : But that’s the bottom line. SB : It’s the bottom line. LRH : But that’s the bottom line. SB : It’s the bottom line. LRH : But that’s the bottom line. SB : It’s the bottom line. ND : I keep the cash in my pocket. I like to keep it next to my wallet If you get it you have defeated me But I can get it from the woman who created me. Nigey Lennon : Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah... So anyway, I got hold of this now defunct record label and they indeed were interested. Hashed out the terms of a contract and it was, you know a fairly good deal for me. Problem is, being a small label I never saw any money (laughs). But that’s another story. Mr. Edison : What was... what was the label? Nigey Lennon : Ahh, well I guess we can talk since they are defunct. It was called Muffin Records. They’re in Austin, Texas. And ahh, it was quite - quite amusing dealing with them. Ah, very strangely little run operation (laughs). Ah, kind of surreal. Wouldn’t you say John? JT : Yahh, surreal. SB : It it it it it it it it it it it it it it it’s the bottom line. More montage and MM and TK improvisation along with “There they were” and SB saying : “It’s the bottom line” Letty Fores : Please fence me in. Please fence me in. Please fence me in. Please fence me in. Please fence me in. Nigey Lennon : What it is, is both of us had started out working in our respective bedrooms as kids with tape recorders at different times. Memphis Pie Hat : An instrumental from 1982 I wrote out and got my sister to play flute on. It was recorded on that respective tape recorder Nigey was talking about : The Akai GX-4000D. JT : Some days I hardly have money Some days I walk around broke with nothing to eat But then a dollar bill blows by It's just enough to keep me from starvin' Though I know I could follow in the footsteps of Father and Mother and teachers of old And fall into a safe routine I can't get past what my heart really feels So then I - I go back downstairs and mumble into this microphone in hopes that something good comes out While all the time the world goes on indifferent to me I guess that's just the bottom line of this reality Nobody cares about the music I make unless it makes a ton of green That's the bottom line! Quartet singing over an 11/4 ostinato : It's the bottom line! JT, Chris Pati and interviewer Deena Charles on WHPC, Hoftra University Radio 1987: DC : So how do you put yourself into a good frame of mind? Do you just-a wake up in the morning, take a few minutes to thank God and thank the Universe for what you have... CP : I do that all the time. I always thank God for - for everything I have been given in my life and that I've been able to acquire through being intuitive and being able to ... you look like you are about to laugh... JT : Nothing it's great! I was just gonna say "Carrots". Big screaming carrots will get me in a great frame of mind. DC : Eat a carrot it might taste great! JT : I must have been a vegetable or something and ate it all up. CP : (laughs) Well I got a good line but I'll pass on it. DC : (laughing) : Part of that overflowed into this life some time. CP : Something along those lines - we have to work together like... JT : Things are really really abstract sometimes. I don't know. CP : Carrots, hah? JT : Yeah... CP : OK. DC : Oh Boy! What advice um... I'm gonna ask both of you this because I'm sure you both have different answers... JT : Money. CP / DC : (laugh) It's the bottom line...
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IF YOU LEAVE TO GO OUTSIDE If You Leave To Go Outside If you leave to go outside They will eat you up alive And spit out all your mem’ries and savor your sins Commercialize the secrets you’ve been hiding within It’s not like you can sue them or do anything If you leave to go outside, yeah. If you leave to go outside Please remember not to cry That’s what they eat for supper time And smash your face right into the table Owwww! Pseudo Letterman : What a segue. BALLOON FARTING CONTEST ( Music written for Bradley Thunderbird Phoenix's Montage Radio Theater fades in juxtaposed with Bottom Line music and the melody from “ I Got Style, I Got Class”. All this while... JT : There are only two days left before the big balloon farting contest and I want to win first prize. I've been practicing for this event for 27 years and I think I finally have it down to a science. I can control the air in my balloon so as to maintain a relative pitch of A-440 for over three minutes. The sound doesn't waver and only four of the six gerbils will actually loose consciousness in the interim. My advice for those single couples driving in from Jamestown, New York : Leave your I Love Lucy inflatables at the door. Too much Mylar becomes a fire hazard once the hot air flames reach 600 Celsius. Remember, we are not messing with cold fusion here, only a ghost of the real thing. JT Mockery : Yeah. You’ve given up. You sir have failed. An authentically sick JT sings : I can hardly hold my food down Mayonnaise and Crisco™ grease Bubbling in my stomach with some meat grinds Hot dog juice and cold Listerine™ Errrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. KB : Word?
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JTTK's BOTTOM LINE That’s the bottom line - It’s the bottom line That’s the bottom line That’s the bottom line - It’s the bottom line That’s the bottom line - It’s the bottom line That’s the bottom line - It’s the bottom line It’s the bottom line! HOW MUCH DOES EVIL COST? I will always be a wealthy man when my working day is through ‘Cause I will always have you in my hand And there’s nothing else I’d rather do Old lady next to the Priest’s alien abduction : Let me out, let me out, let me out, let me out, etc... (The early 8 track instrumental “That Sud’n Bug” plays here) Unknown R&B girl : There was time... It’s not the way out SHE'S A BIG DREAMING KABLOONA JT : Trying to figure out what to do after the funeral. It’s gonna cost seven thousand dollars to bury somebody after they’re dead. Ya end up spending more money...they have ta get buried in a box, in a hole, a box, a hole, the hole, in front of the dirt, the dirt... etc... Pseudo Massimo : When dey whistle blows and sleep is in my head who will I be dreaming of? Jim Dexter : She’s big. Pseudo Massimo : When I pull the shades... Jim Dexter : She’s big? No. Pseudo Massimo : And you’re not in my bed.. Jim Dexter : She’s big. Ok. Pseudo Massimo : Who will I be dreamin’ of? Jim Dexter : She’s... oh more to it. Get it right. She’s big! Pseudo Massimo : For you and I... Jim Dexter : She’s big. Pseudo Massimo : ...have magical ties Jim Dexter : She’s big. Heh, heh, heh. She’s vast. Larger then life. Pseudo Massimo : For you and I have three things in mind: A kiss, a tough, a double sided rule Where the devil in our hearts melted like a fool Maybe this was more than what we hoped for? Jim Dexter : Bigger. Bouncier and I don’t know - what? She’s Big! She’s big? No. She’s big. Extraordinarily huge. She’s big! JT : (Over a reggae version of “Roll Off Kabloona”) The premise for what I was trying to get at in this tune is like a huge pair of pants? Jim Dexter : Yeah? JT : And people kind of live in the pants and it kind of like travels different areas but da... it’s like... it’s sym, symbolic kind of thing where things are actually in workable fashion. Everybody works together. Jim Dexter : Yeah? JT : And they get to go around anytime, anywhere... Jim Dexter : So it’s like a pants... it’s, it’s like a colony.. JT : Right! Jim Dexter : ... of people living in these pants and the pants actually walk around, JT : Right. Exactly. Jim Dexter : Because of the actions of all the people. JT : Right. Something like that. Jim Dexter : That would be big. Heheheh. JT : A big pair of pants. Jim Dexter : A big... An orchestra going “animal” creshendos here... EVERYONE'S AN ANIMAL Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Everyone's An Animal! Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Banana Everyone's An Animal! The beast inside works 9 to 5 - got to stay alive Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Everyone's An Animal! Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Banana Everyone's An Animal! The beast that roars cannot be ignored like a dinosaur King of the wild frontier made noise for thousands of years The primal urges are so (animal, animal have some fun) Kick off your shoes and let go! Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Everyone's An Animal! Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Banana Everyone's An Animal! The beast that roars cannot be ignored like a dinosaur King of the wild frontier made noise for thousands of years The primal urges are so (animal, animal have some fun) Kick off your shoes and let go! It’s the bottom line! Jump all night - bark at the moon Everyone's an animal Escape from the sun not a moment too soon Everyone's an animal Lose control - everybody needs room Everyone's an animal Animals unite! We're on our own! Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Everyone's An Animal! Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Banana Everyone's An Animal The beast inside cannot be denied like a pizza pie! King of the wild frontier made noise for thousands of years The primal urges are so Kick off your shoes and let go! King of the wild frontier made noise for thousands of years The primal urges are so Kick off your shoes and let go! (repeat chorus until Backdoor Studio owner Bob Minetta comes downstairs into the control room and shuts us down) It’s the bottom line. B.T.P : We all fall under the tyranny of the clock. Also wanted to mention why I call myself Bradley Thunderbird Phoenix. And that’s because I’m both African American and Native American at the same time. Ok? The thunderbird is the mystical bird for the Indians (the native Americans) and the phoenix is a Greek word for the African concept of that mystical bird which represents spiritual re-birth. Ok. let’s move here. Let’s see. What have we have here on Columbus? It says here : Columbus. The only thing that Columbus discovered was that he was lost. That’s the only thing he really discovered. Other than that the people were already here!
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VISTA ALLOCATION Vista allocation from the lunch box committee won’t ya squirt a little light in my hole? Why is the turkey bird filled up with confetti and the news of how you doctored the polls Ain’t it a shame that my cynicism’s clear? Pledges of allegiance are a thing of the past Ain’t it a shame that I’m less than cavalier? Oh vista allocation who to trust? For there’s no more truth except for the files on us C.I.A Dude : Let me see ah... 27b Stroke 6, curly haired man going bald around forty pretending to be a composer... That’s you, right? Lawyer caledonia cantoneezer fat bologna past the participle pirates parade It means a bunch of nothing like those bozo politicians at the poly fickle liars brigade Ain’t it ashame that the eagle had to die? Leavin’ it’s scrawny caucus on the poor people’s lawn Ain’t it ashame that that the eagle has expired? Oh vista allocation we’ve been had By the one true god and who smells just like money and gnads... (Smell it. Big ones. Go Nads. Go team go!) Longwood Cheerleaders : YEAH... GO TEAM WIN! Push says the dolly as I nail her with my body in a dream I had In comes the born again conservative kind of robot tryin’ to thwart my plans What is right isn’t exactly what is right or by nature what it’s suppose to be Harry Harrison, Harry Harrison, Harry could ya play a golden oldie for me? From the good old days Yeah, the good old days When I was still young and naive (back in the gray years - back in the salad days) Vista allocation from the lunch BOX committee won’t ya sneak a little soul in my shoes The ones I got are hurtin’ from your man behind the curtain Mr. “latest tax evasion guru” Ain’t it a shame that us poor ones have to cry? Your medical mafia meanies keep us barely alive Ain’t it deranged that your neutral is in drive? Oh vista allocation blessed it be What a mess you’ve made What a mess you’ve made What a mess you’ve made! Better off that we don’t see Hear no, see no, speak no evil - oh no Hear no, see no, speak no evil - oh no Hear no, see no, speak no evil - oh no RUDOLPH'S ANNOYING BOTTOM LINE The OLD MAN : Why is he always by himself all the time? Is there something wrong with the kid? Is there something wrong with the plate? Voice of Reason : He’ll grow out of it. Take it easy. The OLD MAN : Take it easy? Whaddaya mean take it easy? The world’s got no time for this guy. Ya can’t take it easy. What’s a matter with you? There is absolutely no time to take it easy. Everybody run, run, run, don’t you know? If you’re not out there working... you’re already twenty one... (un-intelligible dialog) FLO : I think somebody kicked him in the head or something. I’m not really sure. Alice? Doug McKenzie : You know a lot of people have asked me... Nervous Comic : Why in the world does the guy have such a weird voice? Doesn’t he know? Doesn’t he realize? (Under a warped version of "Residual Echoes Residing In Bogle Cabinet #47 (part A)", Susan Battley speaks : Let’s start today with a brief detour to the Oxford English dictionary to look up the term, “entrepreneur”. Not surprisingly entrepreneur is derived much as it sounds from the French language. With references to it’s use in English going back at least to the 15th century. The French verb, “entrepondre”, means to undertake. And entrepreneur is someone who undertakes a task. Indeed, entrepenuers are supreme enterprises today as they were some five hundred years ago. Speaking of today, with feet planted firmly in the present we’ll change our focus from the past to the future.
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SAME NOW MORE OR LESS Rain cries Flower children paint umbrellas Mindless and void of reason like lemmings lead to the water So it's so easy to discover fascist lies Under covers you commit your compromise Paisley patterns thrown up on the wall Never thought they'd fade this early Peace sign candles lay cracked on the floor Hoped they'd always keep on burning I guess But it's the same now more or less Safe nights Sheltered by the stars that became the 1000 ponts of light Hear the guns click off a the new order It’s so easy to preach to others ethics and moral fibers Time to realize you've become your parents in disguise.... Paisley patterns thrown up on the wall Never thought they'd fade this early Peace sign candles lay cracked on the floor Hoped they'd always keep on burning I guess But it's the same now more or less You're terrified, I’m paranoid Can't verify our destination Self sacrifice - Internalize Why oh why oh why? Paisley patterns thrown up on the wall Never thought they'd fade this early Peace sign candles lay cracked on the floor Hoped they'd always keep on burning I guess But it's the same now more or less!
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THE BOTTOM LINE IS KING JT, Gian DiMauro and Anthony Pomes : The Bottom Line The Bottom Line The Bottom Line The Bottom Line The Bottom Line The Bottom Line The Bottom Line is money The Bottom Line The Bottom Line The Bottom Line The Bottom Line The Bottom Line The Bottom Line The Bottom Line The Bottom Line is money The Bottom Line The Bottom Line The Bottom Line The Bottom Line The Bottom Line The Bottom Line The Bottom Line The Bottom Line The Bottom Line The Bottom Line The Bottom Line The Bottom Line The Bottom Line The Bottom Line The Bottom Line The Bottom Line The Bottom Line The Bottom Line The Bottom Line The Bottom Line The Bottom Line The Bottom Line The Bottom Line The Bottom Line It's duh bah tomb lion The Bottom Line... JT : Music, art and cinema well they used to inspire Purest forms of humankind reduced to a dollar The bottom line is king Like the kings of out father’s then Be grateful for the things that slip through out father’s hands... I don’t need to hear about the year 2000 I don’t need to fear about the second coming I’m not in the mood to think about some kids with guns Deed is done Mitch Coen : Stravinsky back up straps. Out of transit clearly markers - celery markers! Out of transit celery, transit, celery out of transit order. Country lime dancing in wolves it’s influence on Sally Struthers fly paper children. Teeth teasers : Large or too large? Siberian butter fudge mutation vibrating above the Mexicananapolis 5000. Geiger counter culture and it’s reluctance to wear foreskin umbrella mittens. That’s all I ever learned how to read. JT : That’s pretty good Mitch. Thank you. Mitch Coen : Heh.. where do you, where do you make these things up? SB : The future... JT : S...A...3
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KEEPS ON TURNING Some are born so proud, yet easy to sell their dignity Some are lost and found A twist of the fate brings you closer to me Well, walk without a sound and you'll see an eternity Some are sacred, some are naked, Throw the dice and you'll see what I mean People always come and people always go But the world don't care it just keeps on turning Sometimes it’s a yes and sometimes it’s no But the world don't care it just keeps on turning Yeah ... eh yeahhhhh Brother stole a car Sister lost her virginity Mother licks her scars Father split with the nun from the farm... People always come and people always go But the world don't care it just keeps on turning Sometimes it’s a yes and sometimes it’s no But the world don't care it just keeps on turning Life can move real fast and life can move real slow But the world don't care it just keeps on turning Yeah.. Hey yeahhhhh, Hey yeahhhhh, Hey yeahhhhh, Gian DiMauro : This was where a solo was gonna go except our soloist... kind of a sad story... It has to do with a duck! JT : Gorgo Twain has gone Hahwhyin! Gian DiMauro : That’s for Scotto. This is where we all come together. GD / JT : Keeps on turning! People always come and people always go But the world don't care it just keeps on turning Sometimes it’s a yes and sometimes it’s no But the world don't care it just keeps on turning Life can move real fast and life can move real slow But the world don't care it just keeps on turning Yeah.. Hey yeahhhhh, Hey yeahhhhh, Hey yeahhhhh, Gian DiMauro : This is all based on a true story. JT : Teach it with the proper! Gian DiMauro : I’d like to now bring up the Gearettes. JT : Well it’s the bottom line : Money Yeah it’s the bottom line God, it’s money THE TIME WILL COME Well you can’t hold on to what you got Ya got to let it go No matter if it’s riches or the person you love so No matter if it’s the house you built Or the kids you’ve raised The time will come when everything will all be taken away So live life to the fullest Live it day by day Don’t let petty worries get you down ‘Cause no matter what you do No matter what you say The time will come when everything will all be taken away Yeah, the time will come when everything will all be taken a way! And that’s the facts Jack, THE BOTTOM LINE. God hctaw eht dloheb ‘oL God hctaw eht dloheb ‘oL God hctaw eht dloheb ‘oL God hctaw eht dloheb ‘oL J. Seibert : Potato wax inhalation among unconsenting cereal kittens Unconsenting serial kittens. Unconsenting cereal kittens. Unconsenting serial kittens. Unconsenting cereal kittens. Unconsenting serial kittens.
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Quit your Job. Move To Las Vegas Pat Adkins : This guy lives in the Midwest. One day he wakes up getting ready to go to work. Hears a voice in his head. The voice says : “Sell your house. Quit your job. Go to Las Vegas.” He thinks wow, that’s strange. But you know he gets up. He goes about his day. Gets out. Goes to work. During lunch time he’s sitting out in the field there looking at things. It’s all nice. Taking a break. And here’s this voice in his head again and it says : “Sell your house. Quit your job. Take all your money. Go to Las Vegas.” He goes, “Man, this is very strange”. That night you know, he’s laying in bed as he’s going to sleep he hears the voice : “Sell your house.” And he’ll hear, “Quit your job”. And he hears, “Take all your money. Go to Las Vegas.” Now this starts to go on a lot in his head and it’s making him crazy. He’s going to work. He’s at work. It’s in his mind constantly. So one day he says, “I just can’t take this anymore”. So he does it. He sells his house. Takes all the money out of the bank. Hops on a plane. Goes to Las Vegas. He’s on the plane. Plane lands in Las Vegas. He gets off the plane. He’s sort of wandering in the airport when all of a sudden he hears the voice in his head : “Go to the casino.” He goes, “Ah, ok”. So he grabs his stuff and he goes to the casino. He’s in the casino. He’s wandering around. He’s looking. And he hears the voice say : “Go to the roulette wheel”. He goes, “Oh cool. Ok.” (rubs his hands) So he gets to the roulette wheel and he’s there. He’s looking around the table. He’s getting the vibe and he’s getting his chips together. And he hears the voice and the voice says, “Play red 17. Put all your money. Everything you own on Red 17.” He goes, “Aw this is it man. I’m so excited. I know this voice is gonna make me a lot of money”. He puts all of his chips down on Red 17. The croupier spins the table. The turntable’s going. The ball’s rolling. It drops. Black 9. All of a sudden the guy looks up and he hears the voice in his head. The voice goes : Fuck! JT / Pat : Ha ha ha ha ha ha....
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DEPRESSING BOTTOM LINE WALTZ You and I have seen hard days Cold and lonely nights Not a prayer left, barely able to move Frozen motion and nothing to prove I don’t know... Is it worth the pain to live? I don’t know... You and I have weathered the storms Made right from wrong so it seemed But then we thought again looking back on our lives How is it any different when the next cross road arrives? I don’t know... Is it worth the pain to live? I don’t know... Life is just a memory waiting to forget When we’re dead and gone will it make a difference? To this question I regret, I have no answer No sure answer But you are here at least I think Blessed be my friend Take me up to the last day we hear each other speak The sound of the floor boards the last time they creek I don’t know... I don’t know This stupid fucking life leaves me cold.
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The Time Will Come (free) 01:06
THE TIME WILL COME Well you can’t hold on to what you got Ya got to let it go No matter if it’s riches or the person you love so No matter if it’s the house you built Or the kids you’ve raised The time will come when everything will all be taken away So live life to the fullest Live it day by day Don’t let petty worries get you down ‘Cause no matter what you do No matter what you say The time will come when everything will all be taken away Yeah, the time will come when everything will all be taken a way! And that’s the facts Jack, THE BOTTOM LINE.

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Money is the one world religion. It's empty food for this alien system set up here on Earth. It dissuades most humans from getting in touch with their spiritual self and breeds greed. Yeah, it can buy us temporary happiness but in the long run I doubt we're gonna need it when we pass on. Maybe you shouldn't get too crazy about it. But what do I know? I've never had a lot of it. Just enough to make this music. Salute to the piece of cotton/linen paper with the incomplete pyramid and lizard eye on the back. You don't care.


This Collection is dedicated to some of the fine folks at WUSB 90.1fm: Bill Amutis, Rosanne Hoffmann, Kenyon, Brian Katz, Rob Rothenberg, Dave Kline, Jim Dexter, Bradley Arrington, Mary Anne Devine, and Norm Prusslin.

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released September 30, 2014

Produced, recorded and edited by John Tabacco 1999
Recorded and mixed at Sonic Underground Studios, Stony Brook, NY except:
Everyone’s An Animal - Recorded and mixed at Backdoor Studios, Huntington Station, NY

Mastering : Robert Ball for SA3™/ EXP9f process

CD design : Farben Fosfeen Art Werks
“JT Through The Fish Bowl” : Photo courtesy of Gian DiMauro

www.youtube.com/watch?v=B_9EL40pl4w

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John Tabacco Stony Brook, New York

John Tabacco is a composer, singer-songwriter, producer, recording engineer, and visual artist.

Like an unfolding musical diary / puzzle, Tabacco’s music and art are constantly being re-worked, juxtaposed and intertwined.

For more info : www.johntabacco.net
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