Straight From The Truancy Genes

by John Tabacco

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STAR SMILE STRONG Smokes and glossy idols like the titles of a wave Smash with planned abandon drawing pigeon popcorn slaves Plaid Formica run ways stop the o.j. from seeping down Coffee pot parables bring out the cannibals in us Get on the bus It’s time to leave and search for a better way Amputate the old and gray and blue Find room to breathe as pure as an icicle Remember Danny’s tricycle of truth Star, Smile, Strong! Bells and whistle folly, here’s to the garni du jour Eat your velvet Elvis in his studded white decor Re-run dreams of Jeanie still make your Beany - Cecil sore Sissy bar, black tube lights, high school gown full of mites and dust Gotta get on the bus ‘cause It’s time to leave and search for a better way Amputate the old and gray and blue Find room to breathe as pure as an icicle Remember Danny’s tricycle of truth Star, Smile, Strong! (Pompous movie theater music - and then suddenly...) Mr. Movie Trailer : Get out the popcorn! Meryl Mathews sings: I love the beach in Bikinicom My heart is pounding like the waves in the ocean Hot times in Bikinicom Where all the guys and girls cause a commotion Bikinicom open up and take me away Bikinicom open up I wish I could stay I wish I could stay Stay all day Baby won’t you take me for a...
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A PIECE OF CHERRY PIE Went to his doctor just the other day Clean bill of health for this D.O.A But something’s burnin’ like a bullet hole He wakes up crazy and aches and moans He’s in a state where he spends too much time on his own He needs a reason... That’s why this bastard’s beggin’ for a taste of cherry pie A piece can bring a smile to this sad and lonely guy Needs a piece of cherry pie Don’t try to talk to him ‘cause he’s like Jupiter on Mars But underneath the skin a child cryin’ out His deepest fears exposed They could bring an airplane down And he won’t be happy till his emptiness has been drowned and he finds a reason... That’s why this bastard’s beggin’ for a taste of cherry pie A piece can bring a smile to this sad and lonely guy That’s why this bastard’s beggin’ for a taste of cherry pie That’s what he needs to function on this roller coaster ride Needs a piece of cherry pie Needs it bad - Needs it bad Well he won’t take your money He’s got better things to do with his time He won’t take your wisdom No, all he wants is a piece from nature’s divine And he wants it now! That’s why this bastard’s beggin’ for a taste of cherry pie A piece can bring a smile to this sad and lonely guy That’s why this bastard’s beggin’ for a taste of cherry pie That’s what he needs to function on this roller coaster ride Needs a piece of cherry pie
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FEELIN’ SICK FEELIN’ OLD Feelin’ sick, feelin’ old Lousy from this ugly cold I know I’m nothin’ to behold And my toes are full of mold Every time I cut my skin The mark it leaves is less than thin Seems I’ve grown another chin But my beard could use a trim Happy old year baby - have another drink on me Happy new year baby - plug in the fiber optic Xmas tree Over weight under paid - not a chance of gettin’ laid I could rain on your parade - if i shot some lemonade Money comes and money parts Wish i didn’t have to fart Eat a cheese - clog a heart Come and watch me fall apart Happy old year baby - have another drink on me Happy new year baby - plug in the fiber optic xmas tree Can’t afford these doctor bills and my cat ate all my pills If you like the winter chills medicine could give you thrills Gotta lose this nasty cough Wish that I could turn it off But I’m a loser - I don’t care - death to me electric chair... (Honest to god sneezing goes here...) JT back in 1979 : If the city has ya cooped up and you need a place to get away from the stress and strain... JT’s subconscious : Oh no you don’t - gimmie that guitar! JT : Shucks I forgot JT’s subconscious : Stupid Corn face!
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HOW’ BOUT A How ‘bout a Yodels™ How ‘bout a roll How ‘bout two egg whites without any pepper How ‘bout a muffin’, fresh from the stove That would be $21.74 total How ‘bout a burger How ‘bout a shake How ‘bout a Dagwood without any mayo How ‘bout a salad How ‘bout a steak That would be $42.74 total Got no food stamps baby and these coupons are out of date Got no food stamps baby Imaginary FST announcer on an old TV set : Surrounded by super-sized, quintuple smooth, dark chocolate cheese nightmare. And inside it’s obesely delicious. That’s Stent Brothers Heart Attack Deli - We deliver. I’m hungry. I’m hungry. Feed me now! How ‘bout a bagel How ‘bout a water How ‘bout a pizza (hold the anchovies) How ‘bout a Slurpy™ How ‘bout my daughter That would be $86.74 total Got no food stamps baby and these coupons are out of date Got no food stamps baby Good Christ I’m hungry! Yes, I’m hungry. Fat and soft and American and hungry. We’re all hungry so let’s eat! LET’S EAT (eat it raw - eat it raw - eat it raw) Nick DiMauro and JT on P.I. trip in 1994 : Just when I thought it was safe to shut up my hair started to bleed again in public. Very depressingly and cataclysmic ally reforming myself into an energy field involuntarily suggesting that I become part of the system. Just as I thought I was free to bend myself into the light beams of justice the sun came forth and "erasipated" my menstrual cycle causing me to punish myself.
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I WISH I COULD STAY Many times you’ve been stranded here And the water gets too high But it’s time you give up the ghost it’s time to fly I wish I could stay - stay all day I wish I could stay - stay all day I wish I could Many ships will have traveled here in the name of many Gods But it’s time to re-think the quest And even out the odds I wish I could stay - stay all day I wish I could stay - stay all day I wish I could The Doctor is in : Hello. I do not randomly test for neutralizing antibodies. I would not initiate therapy. As long as I am comfortable about the diagnosis of MS immunose specificity of gliterama acite because they sometimes lose track by sensory disturbances and immunologic disturbances of cerebral spinal fluid... In simple terms : The bottom line is the hard data. ylf ot emit s’ti tsohg eht pu evig uoy emit s’ti tuB hgih oot steg retsw eht dnA ereh dednarts neeb ev’uoy semit ynaM I wish I could stay - stay all day I wish I could stay - stay all day I wish I could stay - stay all day The Doctor is in : Yes, hello? Frankly however, history of multiple attacks I would not initiate therapy. In simple terms : interferon beta 1a the most convenient it makes sense to prescribe this agent. Makes it attractive. Post infectious insephlimyolitus, Preferable quality of life. Really needle phobic. Yes, hello.
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Cold Turkey (free) 03:54
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SNOT COLLECTION (phlegm bow, spat poop) (Cora’s such a wet drip - we buy Kleenex™ etc...) Snot is in the season The season to be snotty again Snot is just the reason A time we get to pick our old friends Wouldja like to see my snot collection? Wouldja like to see my snot rejections? Wouldja like to see my snot collection? Wouldja like to see my snot infections? Well, for Christmas could I be your boogie man! Snot is in a bubble Snot is on your torn up jeans Snot is on a pinwheel Full of hair and lovely green Flung across late at night Carpet hides that stale delight In with your sleep dirt Smudged on yer T-shirt Well for Christmas could I be your boogie man! (day-yupe, day-yupe) I saw ya stickin’ it under the table in the yard for POOTS!
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WORDIN'ARIELY / I'M BETTER THAN YOU ARE GD as our waiter : Geiger counter culture and it’s reluctance to wear foreskin umbrellas. Stravinsky back up straps. Out of transit celery markers and legitimate Sigmund Freud toast. Enjoy. How would you ever get along with me? How could we ever stand to be in the same room? We don’t think alike We don’t smell alike We don’t even share a name But if you need to ask me a question That could be arranged ‘Cause I’m better than you are I’m a much more evolved person And I can sympathize with your ignorance I was once where you are ‘Cause I’m better than you are I’m a much more divine person And I can change the course of your history I’m a super sonic humanoid A much finer breed than you. A much finer breed than you Now you may ask yourself How can I reach this level of perfection? Well, you can’t. You’re destine to be a loser Maybe in the next life you’ll get it right ‘Till then, I’m better than you are I’m a much more evolved person And I can sympathize with your ignorance I was once where you are ‘Cause I’m better than you are I’m a much more divine person And I can change the course of your history I’m a super sonic humanoid A much finer breed than you Than you.
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He’s innocent. He’s innocent. I swear ta God he’s innocent. I’M SURE YOU CARE Karma will have you... I’m sure you care I’m sure you think everything’s alright Even though you see your whole world crumble You wrote us off the day we asked ya for a bite You watched us rot and take the tumble Well you were never one for tears Only catalyst for fears and controlling everyone Yeah you could send us up to space With a lie so deeply laced with hopes and dreams we carried as if we took the plunge and married Well don’t be afraid of thunder No, it’s not a sign It’s just the sound of a rifle And don’t be afraid to wonder Who’s behind your back Karma will have you The spell you cast The spell you’ve woven in our souls have kept us medicated zombies We got no freedom Every move is on parole We just eat the shit you’re serving Someday you’ll slip, you’ll miss a beat and you’ll lose a blink and in that time we’ll be good to go We’ll make a move so quick you’ll never know what hit But when it does they’ll be no words forgiven You’ll be among the living So don’t be afraid of thunder No, it’s not a sign It’s just the sound of a rifle Don’t be afraid to wonder Who’s behind your back This karma will stab you Don’t be afraid of thunder No, it’s not a sign It’s just the sound of a rifle Don’t be afraid to wonder Who’s behind your back Karma will have you Gonna have a heart attack! Gonna getcha in your back When you least expect it You will be infected And the “only One” will save you I know nobody cares and that’s the way it is And it will always be like that I’m sure you know But precious gifts they come in threes And behind your eyes you’ll see that everyone still hates you Until they masturbate you out Out! Oh No! Don’t be afraid of thunder No, it’s not a sign It’s just the sound of a rifle Don’t be afraid to wonder Who’s behind your back Karma will have you Don’t be afraid of thunder No, it’s not a sign It’s just the sound of a rifle Don’t be afraid to wonder Who’s behind your back Karma will have you
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PRE-OLD AGE, HARD WAYS (an cute instrumental that pre dates the song There’s A Hole In the City by about eight years. Cold Days - Hard Ways - I don’t care I don’t feel like crying etc...
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OLD AGE, HARD WAYS Q.R.D : Well folks as you can see for yourself the way this CD is progressing : TIME IS AN INFLICTION You’ve let me down so many times before Just when the going got real tough Left me high and dry with nothing more than patent promises of fluff One day you’ll wake up and you’ll miss me and you’ll wonder where I’ve gone By then it’s too late, I’m in heaven Much too happy to feel crappy Well, old age - hard ways Over here there’s no need for crying Old age - hard ways, just relax we all end up dying Ain’t no use to dwell on right and wrong I’ve learned my lesson in your hell The only truth that’s worth believing in is the one you live to tell Someday you’ll wake up from a nightmare and you’ll wish I was around By then it’s too late, I’m in heaven laughing at your staid existence Well, old age - hard ways Over here there’s no need for crying Old age - hard ways, just relax we all end up dying We all end up dying, so there’s no need for crying No No No... Q.R.D filosofizes : “Now a quick glance at your erratic behavior tells me you’re an absurd time delineating apparatus that operates out of fear and frustration due to the lack of vision regarding the conceptual continuity of this life or the possibility of any other”... Outside your own space for a moment you’ll be confronted with some doubt Perhaps you’re rule book got it backwards Life is death and death is living Well, old age - hard ways Over here there’s no need for crying Old age - hard ways , just relax, that’s the point of dying Old age - hard ways Over here there’s no need for crying Old age - hard ways, Just relax we all end up dying We all end up dying, so there’s no need for crying It’s just a change - just a change..
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PRIVACY ISSUE Instrumental (As if there was any doubt that this was gonna be a problem.) I remember when the internet was a fad I remember the privacy I had I remember a time I wasn’t scared But now that time has gone!
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MAKE IT RAIN OVER EASY (Attempt #4) Life can be cruel Life can be so indifferent Nothing you do seems to bring things around Stuck in a basement Where feelings fight for air You hold them there and blow it off That’s sad You gotta make it rain over easy Let the tear drops down Make it rain over easy Won’t you let it down Oh won’t you let it down Make it rain...
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IT DON’T TAKE A GENIUS No show You’re not a social one You walk the streets alone In the night time Wishing that long lost friends would take you home The neighbors with their holiday families you secretly wanted to join... As moonlight bounces off their driveways Lighting up a stage for every dead leaf to parade Well it don’t take a genius to figure it out You made many choices that were wrong It don’t take a genius to connect all the dots You were meant to suffer on your own Death could provide a cure “Cosmos” : Here is the collage diner where the young bloods feast In the corner that’s where sit and stab your salad beast Then suddenly you wake up And it’s in your face. All this time recording (gone) see it laid to waste And for a moment, man it hits you hard You should have taken chances Shoulda gone that extra yard Well it don’t take a genius to figure it out You made many choices that were wrong It don’t take a genius to connect all the dots You over stayed your welcome, now you’re old It don’t take a genius to figure it out You made many choices that were wrong Death could provide a cure In time you will know for sure... ( “Bluebird” paraphrased sax solo) Suddenly you wake you and it’s seems so clear The numbers for perfection are written everywhere Do you enjoy it? And live in the now? No. A blessed revelation you never could allow Well it don’t take a genius to figure it out You made many choices that were wrong It don’t take a genius to connect all the dots You over stayed your welcome, now you’re old It don’t take a genius to figure it out You made many choices that were wrong Death could provide the cure In time you will know for sure... In time you will know for sure... Maybe next time
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POINTLESS REQUESTS FROM THE CASIO™ CONCESSION I remember innocence in all of it’s glory I remember happiness like a fairy-tale story But now the truth revealed: They were just an illusion The search for what is real only leads to confusion town I don’t need to hear about the year 2000 I don’t need to hear about the second coming I’m not in the mood to think about some kids with guns Deed is done 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 don’t have to wallow in this hype wars merchandise It’s a vice I don’t need to read about the President’s member I don’t need to hear about the nukes in China Don’t need to figure out this ethnic cleansing plan Man’s inhumanity to man has always been : Self inflicted sin! Don’t need to hear about it (year 2000) I don’t need to hear about it (year 2000) I don’t need to hear about it (year 2000) I don’t need to hear about it (year 2000) I don’t need to hide from evilness I only want to face it as it is (It z what it iz) I pray to someone that I get to the bottom of it all! I don’t need to hear about the year 2000 I don’t need to fear about the planets aligning What is this new-age pyramid dogma scheme? Is it a dream? I don’t need to hear about the next stigmata I don’t want to sanctify more military spending I just wanna find a spot where grace and balance grow Is it close? Is it close? Is it close? Are we close?
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PEACE WON’T COME AROUND “Partly sunny this afternoon with highs 65 to 70. Chance of participation, up to you.” Every now and then we like to do a little dance Dancin' for the sake of feelin' fine Loosen up the shackles trying to keep us all in check Always grab a little piece of mind Peace intuition is blowin' your way With answers that are plain enough to see Peace intuitions' got plenty to say But only if ya ready to be free cause, Peace won't come around knockin' on your door No peace won't come around if it don't feel right Peace won't come around knockin' at your door If ya wanna find some piece of mind ya got gotta activate yourself Preacher, pastor, promises, prayin' on TV Well,maybe you've been taken for a ride Drop those chosen charlatans for somethin' more unique Somethin' that has always been inside Sinners and saviors keep coming our way sellin' answers to the questions on the bus Peace intuition you don't have to pay All ya gotta do is open up ‘cause Peace won't come around knockin' on your door No peace won't come around if it don't feel right Peace won't come around knockin' at your door If ya wanna find some piece of mind ya got gotta activate yourself All we know is what we need know Is what we have to know in given time All we know is what we're meant to know Is all we have to know for peace of mind ‘Cause peace won't come around knockin' on your door No peace won't come around if it don't feel right No peace won't come around knockin' at your door If ya wanna find some piece of mind ya got gotta activate yourself ‘Cause, Peace won't come around knockin' on your door No peace won't come around if it don't feel right Peace won't come around knockin' at your door Ya gotta, ya gotta, ya gotta ya gotta, ya gotta activate yourself Peace won't come - No no no Peace won't come around knockin' at your door Ya gotta, ya gotta, ya gotta ya gotta, ya gotta activate yourself You really do. Look, it’s written right here, I can see it.
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LET THE RAIN WASH IT AWAY Broken hearts and broken dreams align along a shelf Out of touch or so it seems, we hide it from ourselves But when the day remembers to find familiar ground Under the box of surrenders the sound rings out Sleepless nights & restless days disguise an open heart Letting go of open ends not knowing how to start But when the day remembers to find familiar ground Under the box of surrenders the sound rings out Let the rain wash it away Let your tears float into history Let the rain wash it away Let it lift you from the ground Where peace of mind is found Promises and trusted friends may take a twist of fate And so at times there is no one to ease that heavy weight But when the day remembers to find familiar ground Under the box of surrenders the sound rings out Let the rain wash it away Let your tears float into history Let the rain wash it away Give your fears up with your misery Let the rain wash it away Let it lift you from the ground Where peace of mind is found Light after rain frees the innocence of children singing Light after rain See the chance you have for new beginnings Light after rain frees the innocence of children singing Light after rain see the chance you have for NEW WAYS! Let the rain wash it away Let your tears float into history Let the rain wash it away Give your fears up with your misery Let the rain wash it away Let it lift you from the ground Where peace of mind is found
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PRE - 9 / 11 DNA ROAST 8th Grade Processional To The Principal’s Orifice This piece was recorded on 8 Tracks mostly using the classic Roland™ keyboard : The Juno 106 Pre - 09/11/01 Contains a sample from the song “Things Are Looking Up” and a backing track of the song “Start Living Life Again”. The whole nightmare was edited from a 90 minute montage of overdubs in a 1992 collection recorded on DAT tape called Thermoil. Also buried in this cacophony is singer Ken Anderson fighting for some acoustic space with some cheesy Mirage keyboard improvisations and spontaneous loops. I’ll Cry For A Quaker With Pitchforks The jazzy music was recorded for vocalist Julie Ronneberger back in 1992 at Modern Voices. Anthony Pomes and I were just winging it in the Sonic Underground Studio’s vocal booth about eight years later. Bouzouki Hell - Fire Someone left a Bouzouki at the studio. Naturally, I had to pick it up and write a piece with it. Also, a little bit of Gian DiMauro’s song “Goodbye” can be heard toward the very end which is sad but true. Nick DiMauro : You got a wig on. Somebody tune this guitar. When I find you, I’m gonna set you on fire. Hey! Bradley Thunderbird Phoenix : Gym Announcer
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What Does It Matter? I am a soul just like my sisters and brothers Made from love and hate and dark and light Pushing our ego’s for approval from others But in the end what does it matter? If in the end we are one?

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This is the second CD culled from what was originally titled "Thermoil Chapter 2".

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released September 9, 2014

Recorded, edited and mixed by John Tabacco at Sonic Underground Studios, Stony Brook, NY circa : 1992 - 2003
* Recorded and Mixed : Suburban Hermit Studios II, Stony Brook, NY, circa 2006 - 13
** Recorded in 2005 at President Street Studios, Centerport, NY
SA3 Mastering by JT
Cover photo : "JT in Staten Island" by Eric Weaver
Art design by Farben Fosfeen Artwerks

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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.

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