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I Want You

by Strange Changes

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When you’re in the mood for different food When you’re been around all the diners in town Just find your way to the ancient theme buffet… Dinosaur Gravy When you’re in the mood for different food When you want more than the same 8 restaurants We’ve found a way to make everything better at Dinosaur Gravy Dinosaur gravy Dino gravy Triceratops steak on stegosaurus plates Aged since the late Cretaceous The meat’s a little dry, just between you and me It sure could use some dino gravy The waitress recommends deep fried raptor legs With poached pterodactyl eggs. I’ll pick up the check Isn’t this wine great? These prehistoric grapes Compliment the taste of dino gravy
2.
That night as I coursed through This country’s blackened veins I sensed His plan for me I understood His pain Well I could not avoid On that country lane The seraph sacrifice The child that Death would gain The impact transformed me I crawled towards the only light But He was waiting there To tell me I would live another night So I’m back from the Other Side The world’s so hard to bear Because He’s tainted me I can feel him the air But in my dreams There’s a world inside Where I escape Where no one dies It’s paradise The perfect suburb lives The pets, the children The perfect suburb smiles Where no one fades away I wasn’t always like this I used to be awake I didn’t feel so dark This life didn’t feel so fake I am fading now I’ll slowly waste away Inside the latent wish He’d have taken me that day But in my dreams There’s a world inside Where I escape Where no one dies It’s paradise The perfect suburb lives The pets, the children The perfect suburb smiles Where I can always fly higher
3.
I like angeldust in June And late in the afternoon Huffin nitrous from balloons And when the sun is settin soon I like huffin in the nude Well, ‘cept for my huffin shoes I like to shine ‘em up real good Then take another whiff of glue Cuz this might be the day The good lord takes me away and I’d be awful scared if these drugs would let me care cuz this might be the day the good lord takes me away and god might treat me worse if his drugs don’t kill me first I like trippin when fall comes And when the acid’s going strong A little coke to numb my gums A pint of whiskey just for fun I like tweakin in my socks Wearin argyles and smokin rocks Stole my mamma’s medicine box Her asthma medication sucks
4.
But moooommmm I don't wanna go to school today I just want to run and jump and laugh and scream and sing and dance and play with my new toy hand grenades How many more days till it's my birthday?!?! Grandma has chocolate milk, I want more!! But moooommmm I don't wanna take my pills today I just want to run and jump and laugh and scream and sing and dance and play music, goddammit
5.
I feel in the air I see it in the sky I sense it in the seas The water’s rising high The rich won’t ever see for complacency So the meek must raise their eyes We gave this sick world a terrible disease Now we’re beggin on our knees Oh please, oh please, oh please “Save this sick world oh ye priceless whores”* *Quoted from Mingus’s Beneath the Underdog
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Oh, Oh Lord 03:43
Sixteen years ago I met a man I’d never met before He’d just turned the age of 73 A simple, happy family man, he lived life as he wanted, and He said something incredible to me: “Some men want to go quietly, but I don’t want to die in my sleep,” he explained with a twinkle in his eye. “You only get one chance to die, and I’ll be damned if I waste mine on a heart attack in the middle of the night.” He sang: Oh, oh Lord, let me die a slow, slow death. Make sure my eyes are open when I take my final breath Oh, oh Lord, when I ain’t got much time left Let me savor all the pain and plumb each moment’s depth Well at the time I thought it strange to be so comfortable with pain, But now I know he was a wiser man than I. For pain is a process, part of life, it enables us to feel pleasure, like The changing of the seasons or the tides. Well in ’94 he got his wish, he was cooking when he slipped, The knife got him right through the chest. And at his funeral the mourners cried at the tragic way in which he died, But I smiled when I heard his last request. We all sang: Oh, oh Lord, let me die a slow, slow death. Make sure my eyes are open when I take my final breath Oh, oh Lord, when I ain’t got much time left Let me savor all the pain and plumb each moment’s depth Now I’m not a religious man, but sometimes at night I’ll fold my hands And repeat the words that he had taught to me. It’s not a prayer exactly, but it helps me to remember not To take my trials in life too seriously. I whisper: Oh, oh Lord, let me die a slow, slow death. Make sure my eyes are open when I take my final breath Oh, oh Lord, when I ain’t got much time left Let me savor all the pain and plumb each moment’s depth
7.
I was walkin in New York City on a summer afternoon Thought I’d drop by and check in on one of them Wall Street Tycoons Well those guys must really know somethin’ about securities Cuz JP Morgan Chased me right off his property Said “Son, if you ain’t got no money, you ain’t no good to me.” I gathered myself up and got back on my feet I scanned my surroundings for something I could eat That’s when I heard the vendor calling out to me… “American Sausage, it’s my favorite meat! American Sausage, it can’t be beat! American Sausage, why you taste so sweet? I wanna eat you five times a day!” Well I said, “I’ll give it a try. Hey man, that’s pretty good. Won’t you tell me what’s in that there sausage, if you would?” Well he said, “I don’t know what’s in that recipe. Them fat cats have it shipped in from overseas. You’ll have to head down to Latin America, go south of Belize.” I searched for weeks on end but nothing I could find In Panama I thought that I would lose my mind I knew it had to be close because of the smell The more I asked the people there the less they would tell ‘Till a young, scared-looking man pulled me aside He said, “My people, we have nothing to hide. “But I know this guy, around the way My sisters says he works for the CIA She says she saw him kill a man, but he didn’t have to pay ‘Cause he works for the USA! “Oh Uncle Sam, Uncle Sam, what will it take for you to understand? I just want to be left alone with my family and my land I don’t wanna be a part of your plans Oh Uncle Sam, Uncle Sam, why don’t you understand? Oh Uncle Sam, Uncle Sam, what will it take for you to understand? I just want to be left alone with my family and my land I wanna relax by the ocean in the hot summer sand Don’t wanna be part of your plans but I can’t run from your pointing hand Sayin’ ‘I want you, I want you,’ well I want nothin’ to do with you Oh Uncle Sam, Uncle Sam, why don’t you understand? “It’s that American Sausage, it’s the worst kind of meat. American Sausage, it can’t be beat American Sausage, why you taste like defeat? I wish you’d up and go away. “American Sausage, it’s the worst kind of meat. American Sausage, for the assholes on Wall Street American Sausage, why you taste like defeat? I wish you’d up and go away.” I was walkin’ in Panama on a sunny afternoon Thought I’d drop by and check in on this here CIA buffoon Well those guys, also seem to know somethin’ about security He knew I was comin’ before I set foot on his property Said, “Son, I know you’re here to ask me about that recipe. “Ten years ago I would have killed you just for asking But I’m retired now my instincts are relaxing I do possess the information you wish to know I’ll share it with you now for many others know There are two main components to the recipe: “BLOOD AND OIL! BLOOD AND OIL AND FAT AND A LITTLE MEAT! “Oh Uncle Sam, Uncle Sam, it took too long for me to understand! I just should have stayed at home with my family and my land I should have relaxed by the ocean in the hot summer sand But I got wrapped up in your plans, and now the blood won’t wash from my hands Singin’ ‘Out damn spot, out damn spot!’ and the guilt sits so deep in my gut. Oh Uncle Sam, Uncle Sam, why don’t you understand? “It’s that American Sausage, it’s the worst kind of meat! American Sausage, there’s blood in the streets! American Sausage, it’s stainin’ our feets And we’ll never wash it off again!”
8.
hello, good evening beautiful, won’t you tell me what’s your name? they call me Richard Nixon and I’m the greatest in the game i’m the biggest, baddest, jowliest, nosiest man you’ll ever meet i got more power than eisenhower and more lovin’ than the Kennedys so if the GOP ain’t your cup of tea, baby that’s okay you pretend you’re Marylin, and I’ll be JFK you and me and Checkers will lay down on the White House lawn i’ll deflower your rose garden until the break of dawn i don’t wanna hear you don’t return my affections talk like that will make a man like me lose his election sometimes my situation room can get a little sticky cuz i keep my willy slick and i keep my dick tricky Nixon is the one California’s favorite son and girl i’ll be your favorite too before this song is done i’ve got the brains i’ve got the power and you know you’ve got the looks and even if i steal your heart girl i’m not a crook do the nixon throw your hands up in the air like tricky dick, son, too powerful to care do the nixon you know i’ll never stop cause tricky dick will always be on top i can see you’re a little shy about jumping in to bed ask Kissinger, at first even Zhou Enlai played hard to get but he gave in cuz tricky dick just won’t accept defeat one way or another you’ll wind up in my pink sheets girl why won’t you return my calls, can’t get you off my mind got the secret service tailin’ you and i bugged all your phone lines if i get wind that you and ol’ Agnew are gettin friendly I’ll pop you in the head like you were Salvador Allende don’t you dare to turn me down that’s only just the start i’ll send a couple cronies out and break right into your heart and when we get it on i’ll record the love we make you’ll go down in history, unless i erase the tapes cuz lovin’ you ain’t a crime, and just to taste your kiss i’d even share a cell with that commie Alger Hiss my love for you is scandalous, it won’t ever abate it will live forever, our sexual Watergate

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The debut full-length release from Strange Changes, "a must-hear album" according to Cady Drell of the Boston Dig. Channeling Zappa, Mingus, and Mr. Bungle, the songs leave no genre untouched. Written by frontman Tom Dowd and produced by Geoff Nielsen, this record features an all-star cast of Boston players, including Evan Marien, Devin Collins, Lyubomir Tsanev, Joe Brogan, Erik Van Dam, Josh Crowley, Tiago Michelin, Sam Crawford, Craig Hill, Andre Farley, and Brandon Lopez.

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released September 1, 2012

Tom Dowd - Guitar/Vox
Geoff Nielsen - Trombone
Evan Marien - Bass
Devin Collins - Drums
Lyubomir Tsanev - Keys/Synths
Joe Brogan - Trumpet
Craig Hill - Tenor Sax
Andre Farley - Alto Sax
Jameson Stewart - Vox
Darrick Lucas - Vox

Written by Tom Dowd (c)2012

Recorded and Engineered by Geoff Nielsen at Lions Den Studios.
Mastered by Geoff Nielsen at Barefoot Studios.

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Strange Changes is an eclectic eight piece rock band comprised of musicians from the Boston music scene. Residing in Allston, they mix elements of American popular music with classical, jazz, metal, and more, in the tradition of the great American pop composers Frank Zappa and Charles Mingus. ... more

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