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Pump and Gurgle Volume One

by The Gibbon Family Singers

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1.
This beast 02:34
Come on over Don't be shy There's something down there Locked inside It makes a noise A captured beast And on us It would feast If not for heavy Locks and chains That keep us outside Looking in The ones we know Are standing by See them stare In monstrous eyes What was hidden From our sight Is now familiar Held in the light It's motives open And on display It does hide What it it wants Hands that Take From the weak Everything That it can Indifferent To sympathy A bit like you More like me Do you now Recognize This beast I keep Down inside
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Track Two 03:41
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Hairless 03:04
What was that you said my friend I heard you whisper low If I was all covered with hair I would let it show But it's not right, I'm feeling white Don't really wanna know You've got yours and I've got mine That much I know is true I see the mammals, I pay the price Just like at the zoo I just cant tell which side of the cage is it me or you A walking ramp, a lighted stage A pole on which to spin Bulging pockets, with small change That lies within A little heat, a pounding beat Some inexpensive sin
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The River 04:02
Think it was you again We were walking in the night Until we came to the bank of a river Rushing by We couldn't go any further And we can't turn back You look at me and I know We must cross It's dark on this side We can barely see But a light shines down On the empty space across You take your clothes off Then I do the same Step into the water Start to swim It's cold and I'm lurching Through the waves I can't see you Or the other side My feet find the gravel And I scramble up Look to see if your there Your silhouette I didn't mean to look But I've clearly seen That you're deformed The same as me We put our shirts back on I don't know what to say You must have known All along
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Track Six 03:26
Taken from the masses Willingly they go Their personal entrapments Less important then the show Keepers feeding on the set Bring them in to their new cage (it doesn't matter who will win only that the tempers rage) The fans are getting restless Sitting in their sullen homes Distracted by a baby Or the ringing of the phone Caesar raised his mighty hand the host bears a smile then the doors are opened up And so begins the trial Black eyed mother slings a shot And the housewives give a cheer Her fat husband answers back To the booing and the jeers
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How We Met 04:01
In the month of october When the wind begins to chill It's then I go walking Way out in the hills Beyond the stores and restaurants Past the housing rows Through the brush a dusty trail Where a few hunters go There is a lonely reservoir Where the last road ends And a certain feeling Brings me here again High above the city Farther down below I walk along from top to top To see what they will show Near a rock I stop to rest And ease my ragged feet Take a drink of water Have a bite to eat Just a little further on Then I'll turn around I saw an alpine meadow And for it I am bound I reach my destination A field of grass so wide I see a man is standing Across the other side The figure moves toward me And I feel no fear I wonder who is wandering So far away out here As he's coming closer Soon we both shall meet It see the stranger's very tall Maybe seven feet And now a realization Slowly sinking in He seems somehow familiar Naked with red skin
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Five Cities 04:31
Walking at night Under the temple lights On the long way home The janitor grind Destroyed what's left of my mind soon it was easy to roll Well oh ho here we go Can't be worse than Idaho And no one will know where I am Drinking, smoking Shooting and snorting Still can't hold a job Don't pay no rent Cause I live in a tent In the weeds out by the bay But hey hey it's ok I'm an artist, so they say Sure am sick of the rain To get me some sun And some working done I crossed the texas plains Some pills I can test Before all the rest Plus a roof and a bed Well how-dy set me free All my blood and all my pee Now will you give me a check Out on the street Where the tourists meet Trying to get me a dime I landed here Without any fear That forethought might provide Hi-Ho what a show I'd feel safer in mexico I clean my gun every night I rode in train And I flew on a plane Crossed the ocean wide I met an old friend But my trip was to end In only a few weeks time Well heave ho here I go Where I'm bound I don't know Maybe I don't have a home But oh no I don't mind I got a gallon jug of wine Squeezed from Carlos vine

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Recorded direct to Tascam 424 cassette 4-track with two dynamic microphones in Hue's Palace over the fall of 1998 by Lars Appelgren.

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released February 22, 1999

Philip Gibbon - Vocals, Keybords
Lisa Gibbon - Bass
Bradley Gibbon - Guitar
Marcus Gibbon - Drums
Special Guest Ian Strong - Drums on Track Two

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