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The Renovated Enervated

by Jak Locke

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1.
Fireplug 04:13
Innuendo gives me chills for all my days Sophomoric devil woman knows my ways Effervescent, hung my boots up on a nail Ephemeral through the skies tied to a sail Participle disciple-ing my lonesome years Blind and hollow, corrupting the purest tears Seraphimic waves that crash upon the rocks Intersession, pack my soul up in a box
2.
Where there used to be a laugh, a silence lingers The car we used to cruise is far away Once again we feel time's icy fingers Years from months from weeks from a few short days Those lifelong friends how quick they end as soon as we go different routes A dead romance, no second chance All that was gained is on the outs, that's what it is all about Where there used to be a kiss, a cigarette rests The hair where hands flowed through covered with bleach Relationship we built, another fine mess Once so close forever now out of reach Those lifelong friends how quick they end as soon as we go different routes A dead romance, no second chance All that we gained is on the outs, that's what it is all about Responsibility, a thing of the past Commitment, a mark of a time long gone Impossible these days for something to last Past the time from when it was first begun Those lifelong friends how quick they end as soon as we go different routes A dead romance, no second chance All that was gained is on the outs Those lifelong friends how quick they end as soon as we go different routes A dead romance, no second chance All that was gained is on the outs, that's what it is all about
3.
I don’t claim to have an understanding And from the view I’ve got, it seems it’s gonna stay that way Unknowingly I’ve bargained down my dignity Coyly Babylon, she slipped away Mystery, the city of the ancients Screaming out the wretched siren wail that she now bears And I, with my role discarded in the wasteland Coyly Babylon, she hardly cares Master of her realm, she marches carelessly This perverse Samaritan that she passes as her guise And shimmering slightly in the mists of all the storm lands Coyly Babylon, she spins her lies My eyes, they see nothing my voice, it speaks less My ears hearing nothing but the world while it turns And she, pathetic more so than the one she’s now forsaken Coyly Babylon, she never learns
4.
Glorious 03:16
I don't know what the world's view is, I don't wanna know History proves itself right and wrong, it's such vertigo All false prophets and philosophers fill up the masses with meaningless words I can't explain and, no, I can't complain for profanity Even today when a phrase can't be without insanity Just looking on with millions in pain, playing your lute while your city's in flames What's the difference and what does it mean to the two of us No matter what we say it will go on in lieu of us I ain't no messenger sent from above, all I can do is ask where is the love War and peace and war once again it's forevermore Plumes of threatening breakers of fear crash back on our shore Trust is illusion, illusion departs, even one's friend can be Brutus at heart Allied together we fall at the feet of catastrophe Snowball effect, assassination turns to mobility We win the battles again and again but do our mirrors frame pictures of men?
5.
Red Amerika 01:50
Well I once heard that this country was free But is it really free for you and me Or is it for those fuckin pile-a-shitheads From the White House to the courthouse right in our own backyard Rape me and take my money and tax everything in sight Go ahead and throw me in jail when I'm partyin Saturday night How did we get from the colonies to this? From democracy we're filthy fuckin Communists Decisions made by spoiled bourgeoisie If we're not in a high tax bracket then who the fuck are we? Rape me and take my money and tax everything in sight Go ahead and throw me in jail when I'm partyin Saturday night (written by Shane Padilla and Jak Locke)
6.
Raining Song 04:31
You got my name but I ain't got yours Is there a purpose to walking out of my door I'm stuck on top the levee with my clothes and all my things If you want to help me just help me sing We're singin like this La la la la la la la la la la la la lalala I'm singin la la la la la lala la la la la la lala If I could I'd be a mattress and lay horizontal all day Got nothin to do or think or be or feel or say, whoa yeah I just wanna have some time to myself if that's all right So if you want me I'll be here all morning, afternoon and night, right here and singin La la la la la la la la la la la la Yeah I'm singin la la la la la lala la la la la la lala I talk to folks up and down the sidewalk, they don't ever listen what I got to say The same for you and all the state legislature, y'all don't listen anyway You never know until it's past too late which way the world is gonna bend Singin hymns of days long past to the wall and the ocean my friend I'm happy singin La la la la la la la la la la la la Get up I'm singin la la la la la lala la la la la la lala Even in my own daydreams I never get so very far I had one the other day I got run over by a rich man's car All the EMTs came to get me but I didn't have no insurance I tried to get up and find the first doctor I could but I did not have any endurance So then I grabbed my wallet and tossed out some change and a card that had my name I said "You can be ensured that this is what they call me" They said "That's not what everybody claim" Then I looked him in the eye as my final breath escaped through the hole in my chest With final words screamin "He who dies richest dies best" And I was sittin singin Singin singin singin singin singin a-singin singin sing it with me La la la la la la la la la la la la la Put up I'm singin la la la la la lala la la la la la la la Yeah come on I'm singin la la la la la la la la la la la la I'm forever singin la la la la la la
7.
Asylum 03:59
Things left alone will rot that way, eventually be forgotten When left alone we rot that way and wish it could be forgotten Whoever said love is just a game evidently never played it Her memory lives forevermore, for nothing will it be traded So here I sit in bonds of sorrow, it really never should have ended this way Isolated, there's no tomorrow, in this dark I can't tell night from day My asylum, my asylum Images surface in my eyes of times that are gone forever Her soft arms folded 'cross my chest, the days when we were together How I would look into her bright blue eyes and lose myself inside them But now she's gone and I sit alone in my inner asylum So here I sit, the key's been thrown away, forever locked inside this living death So far away yet still so close to me and she'll be here until my final breath My asylum, my asylum, my asylum, my asylum
8.
I am employed under the daughter of a sailor I make enough in one year to pay for a trailer There's junk outside the yard and I really should clean it There's things that I could talk about, you don't wanna hear it, hello, hello There's children born in garbage pails inside my backyard I get things, I like to drink milk when it starts to get hard Beef jerky, mayonnaise, that's my diet Give me any kind of food, I'll try to fry it I'm broke, unemployed, got no way to get around Every time that I talk I make a whining sound Now I'm employed under the daughter of a sailor I make enough in one year to wanna hang myself in the trailer
9.
Why you cannot see you're just like me Under the waves darkness engraved You, you were the one, defiant one Filling a hole, your empty soul You, you've strayed off your way You, dark soul, a black ray No, can't remember how Now to whom shall you bow You under the guise of brightness dies Straight down beneath, death is so free Final release, holder of keys Fall through the hole, your empty soul You, you've strayed off your way You, dark soul, a black ray No, can't remember how Now to whom shall you bow (written by Greggor Chaisson and Jak Locke)
10.
Locked inside a never-ending task or so it seemed By my side, the devastation wreaked on all these dreams If I'd have known that things would ever be this way I'd do the same knowing my mind Another hour another noon another day Let's play this record one more time Killing time cuz with me there's nothing else left to kill Ring that chime and hear it fade until you've had your fill If I'd have known that things would ever be this way I'd do the same knowing my mind Another hour another noon another day Let's play this record one more time One more time! If I'd have known that things would ever be this way I'd do the same knowing my mind Another hour another noon another day Let's play this record one more time Let's break this record one more time Let's kill this record one more time Let's smash this record one more time
11.
Out in the rolling fields where the plowmen harvest grain Beyond these humid winds I sing my lone refrain To Absalom I can relate my fortune is my pride To pages of the calendar I sift through in my mind You can see it in Picasso's hand painting on the hangman's hood And your silence speaks it better than her speeches ever could James Reddick and Greg Johnson shaking hands along the trail To my discrepancy I watched the evening pale And in this campaign of particulars, Joab as my Fury muse On the Wailing Wall I count my hands knowing of this mocking ruse Now Annas and Caiaphas wait in line to take my place When I fall to earth just hold my hand and I'll ignore your face In electrical ecstasy I cannot help but hope The graves they open constantly in the shadow of some pope But me, I just can't keep staring, I can feel the tide start to rise So I'm going to Oklahoma where the ground is twice as high

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Shane Padilla plays:
drums on all songs except "Fireplug", "Routine Cocktail", "Oklahome Plain"
bass on "Routine Cocktail"
guitar on "Red Amerika"
keyboard on "Fallen From Grace"

Erick plays drums on "Oklahoma Plain"

Jak plays everything else

recorded at Shane's place DWS!, April thru July 2002 except for "Oklahoma Plain" recorded at ROL

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released July 20, 2002

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Jak Locke New Orleans, Louisiana

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

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