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Tessellated Escher

by Lounge on Fire

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1.
Top of the World 03:39
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Sometimes I feel like I’m on top of the world When the world is on top of me I really like to hear the sound of your voice When I can’t sleep I want to feel like I’ve just conquered the world When the world has just conquered me I’d really like to feel the freedom of joy To some degree Give it to me quick and dirty or Just give it dirty to me Or, just give it to me Sometimes I feel like I’m the smoke from the gun But the gun is always pointed at me Want to be guided by the sound of your voice When I can’t see, oh Sometimes I feel like I’m the king of the hill When the hill has just buried me I’d really like to match the timbre of Your autonomy, so Give it to me quick and dirty or Just give it dirty to me Or, just give it to me, oh Give it to me quick and dirty or Just give it dirty to me Hell, just give it to me Standing in a pool of blood, I believe That the blood is coming out of me Taking blows to the skull and it seems that I cannot breathe I always thought of you as someone to love But your love is just suffocating And now I see that you’ve delivered the blows with no Apology, so Give it to me quick and dirty or Just give it dirty to me Or, just give it to me Give it to me quick and dirty or Just give it dirty to me Hell, just give it to me Sometimes I feel like I’m on top of the world But the world is on top of me I used to like to hear the sound of your voice But now I’m free I wanna feel like I just conquered the world When the world has just conquered me Now that I know that I can separate truth From fantasy Give it to me quick and dirty or Just give it dirty to me Or, just give it to me Give it to me quick and dirty or Just give it dirty to me Hell, just give it to me
2.
Reality 05:12
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I was drunk, I was bored; there was nothing to do, So I picked up my phone and I got it confused With the lights emitting from the television I was cursed, I was blind, wasn’t easy to see Then the light became so bright as it spoke to me And then I heard this screaming from inside: We won’t go down without a fight I was caught, I was trapped, I was under fire I was doped, I was smacked, I had crossed the wires Between the scans of the television I had hope that my breath would return to me Then the light began to rise in hyperbole I thought my heart was beating from outside We won’t go down without a fight Even if it means we’re going down tonight We don’t trust this reality We don’t trust this reality We will return into the sea Before we cave to our mortality I was drunk, I was bored; there was nothing to do, So I picked up my phone and I got it confused With the lights emitting from the television Mesmerized from the rush of dopamine I was wired on everything I’ve heard and seen Then the light pulsed, beckoning inside We won’t go down without a fight Even if it means we’re going down tonight We don’t trust this reality We don’t trust this reality We will return into the seaa Before we cave to our mortality We don’t trust this reality We don’t trust this reality We will return into the sea Before we cave to our mortality We don’t trust this reality We don’t trust this reality
3.
I'm Alive 04:38
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I’ll be there when you get bored You can chew me like a toy ‘fore you spit me in the Back of a Pinto Feed me to the void when you Wanna look at me like a Venereal disease in A freak show I’ll be there when you decide Do you like me scrambled? Do you like me fried? Do you wanna come inside or do you Wanna be my bride? Do you want a ride with me in The backseat with some benzo? I was there when it began If you want to understand Or expand in the only way you can If you want to make a grand Then let’s make some plans In the back seat of the limbo Cause I told you so but I don’t know If you’re alive or puppet show Dick Van Gogh, apropos But I’ll flow With the motion of Your tenderness of lotion-painted ocean ‘Til you toss me from the plateau I’m alive, I’m alive Barely, but I think that I’m alive I’m alive, I’m alive Barely, but I’m alive I was there when you got bored I was crude and maladroit Then you stuffed me in the Back of a Pinto Had me paranoid that youWanted to look at me as an Ephemeral release by The window I was there when you decided That you liked me scrambled But instead you fried me, Do you wanna come inside? Do you wanna ride? Do you wanna get high? I was there when your demand Drew an S.O.S. in sand Sleight of hand always points to where you stand If you want to take command then Let’s make some fans In the back streets of the limbo, well I Told you so, you didn’t slow Now I’m alive and you’re below Tic tac toe, x and o, Now I know That the notion of continuous Devotion to commotion Was what rocked me from the plateau I’m alive, I’m alive Barely, but I think that I’m alive I’m alive, I’m alive Barely, but I am alive I’m alive, I’m alive Barely, but I think that I’m alive I’m alive, I’m alive Barely, but I know that I am alive I’m alive, I’m alive Barely, but I think that I’m alive I’m alive, I’m alive Barely, but I am alive
4.
Teach Me Soul 05:43
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Teach me soul, teach me how to move out of control Teach me slow, teach me how to slip out of the hold Give me sight, help me liberate the captive light We’ll tango ’til we’re sore and we can’t dance anymore We’ll get wild, wild, wild, wild, wild We’ll get wild, wild, wild, wild, wild I don’t mind, I just want to loosen up the bind I don’t look, I just know what I’ve been taught by them books Teach me spunk, paint me with your favorite shade of funk Teach me soul, teach me how to glisten until I glow We'll get wild, wild, wild, wild, wild We’ll get wild, wild, wild, wild, wild Teach me soul, teach me how to move out of control Teach me slow, teach me how to break out of the mold Give me sight, help me liberate the captive light Teach me soul, teach me how to live out of control We’ll get wild, wild, wild, wild, wild We'll get wild, wild, wild, wild, wild
5.
Tessellated Escher 07:49
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Remember the tenants of emotion are married to devotion, but are they happy? I want to make it under pressure: tessellated Escher’s faces You’re a starry eyed incision; careful in division, aren’t you? Want to be cared for and astounded, chemicals confounded, eh? So leave me here just like you found me, tentacles surround me; are they yours, bae? Flickering chorus under moonlight with rapid heartbeat insight, please tell me, do ya? Warped in horizontal action, radical reaction, to your fiction As I fade into you slowly, Mazzy must just know me, bae I’ve got those kind of blues that don’t dissolve at the bottom of booze Or diffuse by abusing the snooze button on the fuse of a flickering salty bruise Or confusing the vendors of my liquor cabinet with the shoes On which I puke up the power to choose exactly which I way I lose, Lord, it’s so confusing, babe, so confusing I’ve got those kind of chills that you can’t stifle by stuffing pills Or acquainting myself among the thrills involving crimson, and the indigo, and the vanilla frills Or refusing surrender of my crown of thorns until I feel I’ve killed the will to drill a pair of lungs into my gills Lord, it’s confusing, babe, so confusing So just wrap your baby arms around me; don’t be scared to drown me, baby Takin’ care with your secession, dressed in fake depression, I’m comin’ right over Love’s a blonde, festered infection; satirical connection, in this moment My hands are shackled with your leather, fantastically heathered, bae Love is so confusing
6.
Machine 03:57
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You’re nothing but a machine, I said, I said You’re nothing but a machine, a hole in my head You’re nothing but a machine, I said, I said You’re not even real to me I said what I said To the opposite man In this conversation To the only one I know You’re nothing but a machine I clothed and fed You’re nothing but a machine I clothed and I bred You’re ethereal to me, I said, I said You’re the mirror clone of me, I said what I said To the opposite man In this conversation You’re the only one I know You’re nothing but a machine I said, I said Turn around and look at me, I said what I said Turn around and look at me, I said, Cause you're nothing but a machine that woke up in my bed To the opposite man In this conversation You’re the only one I know To the opposite man In this conversation You’re the only one I know You’re nothing but a machine, I said, I said You’re nothing but a machine, a hole in my head You’re nothing but a machine, I said, I said You’re not even real to me I said what I said You’re nothing but a machine I clothed and fed You’re nothing but a machine I clothed and I bred Turn around and look at me, I said, I said Turn around and look at me, I said what I said To the opposite man In this conversation To the only one I know To the opposite man In this conversation To the only one I know
7.
FMJ 04:58
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Balls against the wall As we climb up over the sand To strike fear into the hearts Of the other common man Balls against the pale As we drift down into the breeze And we fill the hollow void Under the skies of blasphemy Blood is dripping from my snout And oh my god, I’m freaking out What is on the other side? What are we fighting for? Balls against the head As we cannon into the air And we shake the golden hands Of kamikaze Laissez-Faire Balls against the hatch As we flip down into the hill To greet all them godless schmucks And avenge the blood they spilled I’m what’s left lurking about when All your candles flicker out I’m what’s on the other side of what you’re fighting for Balls against the wall As we return into the sand To strike fear into the hearts Of the other common man Balls against the hull As we march right into the sea Even if we are destroyed To fulfill our prophecy Gods have mercy, there’s no doubt that I will split you inside-out What is on the other side? Is it worth fighting for? Balls against the wall Balls against the wall Balls against the wall Blood against the wall
8.
Come Back 05:29
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I won't be there when you are hung to dry, defiled, with your eyes sunken, fading I won't be mangled with the spires and soaked in turpentine and watching, shaking I won't be there when the wolves lick you while their hungry lips are cloaked in vapours I won't be where you are, I won't be where you are Until you come back, come back Come back and I'll be waiting Come back, come back To the hell you created Come back, come back Come back and I'll be waiting Come back, come back... I want you standing as the fires arise above the tide with breath abated I want you left to your devices when your skin is crawling with them faces I want you swept under the stifled laughter of the skies and serenaded I want you where you are, I want you where you are Until you come back, come back Come back and I'll be waiting Come back, come back To the hell you created Come back, come back Come back and I'll be waiting Come back, come back... I won’t opine as your disguise expires and you are left in trepidation I want you blanketed with orchids as your mind is coveting elation I want the lips of Calypso to kiss your tired eyes as you are waking I want you flat on your back, I want you flat on your back Until you come back, come back Come back and I'll be waiting Come back, come back To the hell you created Come back, come back Come back and I'll be waiting Come back, come back...

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released February 3, 2023

Lyrics by Nathan Norton
Music written and performed by Lounge on Fire
Recorded by Steve Fulton and Pat Storey at www.audiolab.org
Original Artwork by Bruce Maurey
Album Art by Ken Koeberlin
Mixed by Steve Fulton
Mastered by Joe Lambert at JLM

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A 7-deep battalion with a horn section, fused from the ashes of indie rock, seductive soul, and psychedelic funk, Lounge on Fire is a cacophony of formidable freaks. Rapid and percussive vocals often combine with dark and hypnotic grooves reinforcing a boisterously brassy fanfare to create a unique coalescence of rock, soul, jazz, Latin, disco, hip hop, and funk. ... more

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