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Chaotic Narcotic

by Jak Locke

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1.
I could hear the railmen all the way across the river last night Color coordinated, yelling fiction in a house with no light Braziers warm the vagabonds with strips of magazine in the fire Gospels of the starving, nothing that was never spoke by a liar On Chameleon Alley there's a riot with a five dollar charge On Television Hill the beached redundants watch their wallets enlarge Meantime down in Boxville everyone is stoned or playing pretend No one says a word that's not repeated back by all of their friends I could hear the railmen all the way across the river last night Laughing at the track's end off the cliffside hanging just out of sight This rail ain't got long to live Got to know it's bound to give I can see the daylight even when it's midnight I'll see you at the top of the cliff
2.
I got plenty of time we got nothing to say You gotta take it to the limit on the devil birthday Lookin for somethin to bide my time Gotta find someone to kill some time With a pocket of change and a bag full of brown You can taste the laced bass in the spot downtown Junkyard hustlers and a heart attack smile Grandfather time'll be high for a while Pincushion arms all the spoons are black Tornado weather yellow blazer on his back And he's the type that like it when the sky fall down We all the type that like it when the sky fall down We all the type that like it when the sky fall down Oh my God that's loud, I want to make it fall! Another drip in the faucet with a tip in the jar Another singin waste of space that'll never go far Another grain on the beach another stain on the wall And she the type of woman want to be with them all We love the type of woman want to be with them all Drifter jailbait totally naive I wanna throw it all away like you wouldn't believe About the stupidest goddess that I ever did see And I won't be happy til she sleepin with me Everybody wants it and they looking for some Well run and hide -- cuz here I come Suicide -- and a bottle of rum Suicide -- and a bottle of rum, yeah, yeah, yeah! Ask for time I got plenty to spare Never asked your name got no reason to care Never expect nobody to ask me to stay And I couldn't care less you hear a word I say No, I couldn't care less you hear a word I say City park carnival making some headway Slam piece trailer beast looking for threeways See the man sleeping at the One Eyed Jack's Two tone lone drone put it on wax stoned Tokin up homegrown stupid and white When the wrecking ball come I'm gonna be all right When the wrecking ball come we gonna be all right When the wrecking ball come we gonna be all right Turn it out
3.
Tragic priestess caught me in a sonic snare To wash my vision with visions of trespassing To take the invisible path to the dream of a reckoning Just to walk the lane that you'd be passing Shimmer baby, slide down my veins The dreamer can run dry through the storms when his head is full And in the awakening you'll still be on a pedestal Just to tease me into the loom unintentional Where I'm blindsided by your croons ever sensual There's plenty of nothing coming soon As long as I'm reaching for mirages I'm still nothing more than another faceless pawn In the back rooms far behind the castle wall Where the pendulum is swinging much too fast There isn't a reason why there's any reason at all That you'll ever share your secrets with me at last And if I arrive there still can't be a guarantee The dreamer can run dry through the storms when his head is full And in the awakening you'll still be on a pedestal Just to tease me into the loom unintentional Where I'm blindsided by your croons ever sensual There's plenty of nothing coming soon As long as I'm reaching for mirages I'm still nothing more than another faceless pawn The dreamer can run dry through the storms when his head is full And in the awakening you'll still be on a pedestal Just to tease me into the loom unintentional Where I'm blindsided by your croons ever sexual There's plenty of nothing coming soon As long as I'm reaching for mirages I'm still nothing more than another faceless pawn The dreamer can run dry through the storms when his head is full And in the awakening you'll still be on a pedestal Just to tease me into the loom unintentional Where I'm blindsided by your croons ever sensual There's plenty of nothing coming soon As long as I'm reaching for mirages I'm still nothing more than another faceless pawn
4.
Cyanide 05:22
It's a dead man hanging in a children's parade It's a daylight betrayal and a midnight charade See your corpse in the mirrors of the shards of your houses of glass It's a carnival freakshow where the deaf kill the blind Where the able are slaughtered but nobody minds Another day going nowhere, if you're lucky it won't go too fast When the codeine's flowing, want to take my time Want to sing a love song with the funeral chimes To a girl who pretends that the fallout is nothing but snow Cyanide in the water and I'm dry like a bone If you won't violate me then just leave me alone Another dirt-poor suicide waiting for the time to go I can see that each beginning brings about nothing more than countdowns to their end Me, I'm just waiting waiting for the rain to pass the time Nothing left to believe, got nothing to defend Now my alibi's level, holding hands with the devil Kill the silence with violence while the holy ones revel And I'll watch from the corner til the minutes are too few to waste When your angels approach you for to carry you home Try as hard as you can not to see you're alone Another surplus soul spent as ten more are born to replace I can see that each beginning brings about nothing more than countdowns to their end Me, I'm just waiting waiting for the rain to pass the time Nothing left to believe, got nothing to defend So they say, so it goes I'll be shooting holes in the sky So they say, so I guess I could leave it all behind I could take the words from your mouth I could jump out of the window I could walk the streets and sleep I could wake up any minute Nothing worth saying here There's no reason to say anything Epitaphs in the clouds "Say goodbye before the shots ring" I could take the words from your mouth I could jump out of the window I could walk the streets and sleep I could wake up any minute
5.
Come on and lie to me baby I want to hear it when I'm slipping out your hands Yeah yeah you think you can enslave me Better save your breath and get out while you can Get out while you can I don't give any slack All you got to offer's when you're on your back Yeah and I'll make you scream in ways you never forget But baby never forget there's not a thing I believe in except for myself My my my my my myself Just want to waste my sweet time time The temporary feels the sweetest in your hands Yeah you got nothing that could change my mind Better change your own or get out while you can Get out while you can I don't give any slack All you got to offer's when you're on your back Yeah and I'll make you scream in ways you never forget But baby never forget there's not a thing I believe in except for myself My my my my my myself All I want is a vanishing thrill I'm just being honest trying to get my fill I'll be your slam piece if you repeat after me Love ruins everything Love ruins everything Love ruins everything Love ruins everything Love ruins everything Love ruins everything Love ruins everything Love ruins everything Love ruins everything Love ruins everything I don't give any slack All you got to offer's when you're on your back Yeah and I'll make you scream in ways you never forget But baby never forget there's not a thing I believe in except for myself All I want is a vanishing thrill Get out while you can All I want is a vanishing thrill Get out while you can All I want is a vanishing thrill Get out while you can All I want is a vanishing thrill Get out while you can
6.
Looking out the window for a day or two with the sun above the roof Kicking back and waiting for to sober up with a vodka 80 proof Listen to the cars and people passing by as the fan blades go around Now the phone is ringing as I take a drag, pick the phone up off the ground Nothing but time time time is that a crime Nothing on my mind mind mind and that's just fine Nothing but time time time is that a crime Nothing on my mind mind mind and that's just fine Talking to my girl until I hear a knock and I tell her "call you back" Open up the door and it's my boy Scotty in his beat up Cadillac Cruising down the highway with a paper bag wrapped around my day's intent Park at the apartments, pass another hour just to know that it's been spent Nothing but time time time is that a crime Nothing on my mind mind mind and that's just fine Nothing but time time time is that a crime Nothing on my mind mind mind and that's just fine Over to the club after the sun goes down, see my friends up at the bar Buy another beer to wash the liquor down, we shoot pool for about an hour Get back to the house around three A.M., not worried about no strife I'm not really sure just what tomorrow brings and that's my kind of life Nothing but time time time is that a crime Nothing on my mind mind mind and that's just fine Nothing but time time time is that a crime Nothing on my mind mind mind and that's just fine Nothing but time time time is that a crime Nothing on my mind mind mind and that's just fine
7.
Good Luck 04:52
Head full of kerosene waiting for a spark In the dead of the night when my window ain't dark Let it all flow, keep your thoughts running thick Kill time for no reason til the nothing makes you sick She's a total homegrown angel A violent refrain She's a strange hallucination left out in the rain Obnoxious letdown throw a plank in the gears In the drowsy afternoon apathy's all that's clear Beautiful rusted leaning on a wall Get closer to the truth and then to nothing at all She's a total homegrown angel A trespassing mirage She's a jaded makeshift cynic stoned in the garage Take a hose to the masterpiece, save a magazine Amazing in drag and redundantly clean Relevant, irrelevant, it's powerfully mundane Never mind, don't rewind, it's completely the same She's a total homegrown angel A freedom from the mass She's a self-inflicted letdown in a bed of broken glass She's a total homegrown angel A passion suicide She's a tragic ending seeker, she will not be denied
8.
Sheddin sweat bullets like a sawed-off gun Flyin off walls in a room for one Peelin off plaster from my ceiling fan With a neon stigmata in the middle of my hand Limp wet dollar laying down in a glass With a filter smokin killer jumping on my ass Broken record rockin from five to nine With a burnt-out loser workin for the wine Yellow-eyed junkie waving plastic flags Wake of confusion in my sleeping bag He got blue dye runnin down the side of his face Singin "I want a whiskey sour with a shot of mace" Corporate disco on the side of the street Now my dusty gray bones looking for a beat Wastin my life at the side of the ditches While your Frankenstein monster's pickin at his stitches Suckin back tobacco like there's no tomorrow Sittin in a joint with some temporary sorrow Semaphore lover in my distant past Smokin joes takin blows to my fixated ass Silver tongued artist with the tarnish blues Road hockey hitcher with nothing to lose I want to be cremated in a black ashtray Leave me outside on Decatur til I'm blown away This drifter lifestyle calling both of my names Chain smokin chasers with no one to blame Tall blond waitress with the punchcard blues Tryin hard to fight time and she's bound to lose Workin class stiffs two tables away Livin for the paycheck and never for the day It's a shame for a person to be so stuck Though my future's gettin high in the back of a truck Throwin out numbers of the local bars Dirt-poor zeroes who don't want to be stars Stars are too common and come out too soon I make my wishes on a bright blue moon
9.
Yeah it's just me, as you can see I'm high again with no place I'm going Tell her I'm not there, I am nowhere And nothing's just what I want to be knowing Nothing less I could've said It's a beautiful day to be dead Lock the door, kill the feeling Now we stare at the ceiling Something I could not decide Where I've been, the devils could sell you On cold concrete we spoke our piece Now the dust speaks all I could tell you Nothing less I could've said It's a beautiful day to be dead Lock the door, kill the feeling Now we stare at the ceiling Somehow I see this goodbye Without an end, hardly a parting A different face, another place Behind the rust, the cycle's restarting
10.
Uptown Siren 05:34
Run all the rules through the jaw machines I can give the devil five in a poverty scene Pointless tuning out the screams in the street Pointless trying to hide your stash from the heat Cash and two dimebags fall on the floor Acid folk laughing back behind the door I could use a lift to the uptown end Where the losers hope and delusions bend The sad but true insatiable The sad but true insatiable The tie that binds unbreakable Repetitious vicious cycle Phantom plastic vision false Complete chaotic cosmic waltz Scraping change and changing tides Thrift store reject hitching rides The sad but true insatiable The sad but true insatiable The tie that binds unbreakable Repetitious vicious cycle Stand in the rain til Sunday Hide what you have to prove til you forget It's a total letdown I'm a total letdown No one left to violate now Shot in the leg and I can see the black tide rising around the ocean sky and I say Shot in the leg I found the fine line between the devil and I, my my my my my my my A total ripoff trashcan riff Stuck in neutral on the edge of a cliff Obviously tailored redundant and loaned Echoes colors hardcore stoned Fuck it, I'm a drugged-out jaded guest An unpromoted solitary best Fuck it, I'm a drugged-up jaded guest A non-promoted solitary best The sad but true insatiable The sad but true insatiable The tie that binds unbreakable Repetitious vicious chain of The sad but true insatiable The sad but true insatiable The tie that binds unbreakable Repetitious vicious chain of The sad but true insatiable The sad but true insatiable The tie that binds unbreakable Repetitious vicious chain of The sad but true insatiable The sad but true insatiable The tie that binds unbreakable Repetitious vicious cycle
11.
Equus Ultima 03:30
After all that we've waited look at the sun we've created Swallowing rose stems in the radiation graveyard Night will come soon with frost pale arms Running black with the opened veins of a god Yes, sweet like mercury we'll drink this sunset Scored by echoes of yesterday's battles And I can't remember a single reason for regret Our last dance to the harmonizing death rattles Where is your mirror now, Narcissus? I want to watch everything fall And who could dream of resisting this? Ashes to ashes, after all

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released August 29, 2009

JAK LOCKE -- CHAOTIC NARCOTIC
All music and lyrics written, mixed, mastered and produced by Jak Locke
Album art by Jak Locke
Jak Locke: all instruments and vocals except for
Zach Dufrene: keyboard on tracks 1,2,8;
Jeremy Borne: some bass on track 8
www.JakLocke.com
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Recorded by Jak Locke at Total Sonic Chaos, New Orleans, LA, April 2008 - August 2009
All music and lyrics (R) © (P) 2009 Jak Locke

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Jak Locke is a multi-genre songwriter and performer based in and native to New Orleans, LA.

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