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Yellow Light District

by Jak Locke

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released October 15, 2003

All songs written, produced, mixed, recorded and mastered by Jak -- Sept. 2003 - Oct. 2003
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All music and lyrics Copyright © ® 2003 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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Track Name: Tick Tock
Living a kaleidoscope of broken bottles of alcohol
Waiting for the time to pass runnin up against another wall
Feeling so good about a tired phase with the jaded faces laughing at me
Manacles lined on the wall just waiting for a hint of levity
Speed it up honey c'mon don't make me wait
You're just getting started it's already too late
The city sings an apathy tune that I don't even care to hear
Lounging on the highway side with a canteen full of beer
Got the devil in the back of my head and your daddy's lost his mind
Who the hell'm I gonna lean on now that the death warrant's been signed
Live live live live live it up girl so I can
Give give give give give you up girl uh huh
Break it down
I'll be truckin down the line with my bag around my neck
You'll be here and doin fine, livin life like a rubber check
Oh yeah
Track Name: Chemical Soul
Leave behind your troubled days and tie your cares behind
Tin can ashtrays on the floor fifth time hitting rewind
There's a naked man in the corner and a film crew passing by
Emasculation trees and white rocks that you taught to fly
Chest pains dead brains lost gains
Half the periodic table running through my veins
Plastic cups tipped over bad story of the week
Statutory cradle thief a purple ink leak
Billiard solitaire solo hermit all past his prime
Broken windows in the dorm ain't no one gonna confess the crime
Chest pains dead brains lost gains
Half the periodic table running through my veins
Killin time with a can of gas a minimalist arsonist
Knives and phony guides to life a rubber woman's kiss
A cheap façade a jaw machine a goddess of the fake
Virtual stupidity a bone that you can't break
Chest pains dead brains lost gains
Half the periodic table running through my veins
Track Name: Oklahoma Plain
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 flip 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 ecstacy 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
Track Name: Nothing But Time
Looking out the window for a day or two with the sun above the roof
Kicking back and waiting for my pager's hum with a vodka 80 proof
Listen to the cars and people passing by as the fan blades go around
Feel my pager buzz against my belt and hip, pick my 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 Dennis in his beat up Cadillac
Cruising down the street and never stopping once on our way to anywhere
Waving hi to people I don't even know, they wave back if they don't care
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 a couple beers to wash the liquor down, shoot some 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 will bring, man if this ain't the life, yeah
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
Track Name: Long Way To Babylon
It's a long way to Babylon with the crosses all along the trail
It's a long way to Babylon I'll meet you there if you ever raise the bail
No ties that bind me anywhere no man alive that I fear
It's a long way to Babylon and for now I'm fine stayin here
You can hear that long lonesome whistle as the train pulls out again tonight
We can watch it as it goes in the sunset as it glows
I ain't a-ridin but who knows, tomorrow I just might
It's a long way to Babylon and the climate suits me fine right where I am
It's a long way to Babylon so I'll be here while the town still gives a damn
No timepiece I'm a slave to beyond death's old auction block
It's a long way to Babylon but no rush for me to get down to the dock
You can hear that long lonesome whistle as the train pulls out again tonight
We can watch it as it goes in the sunset as it glows
I ain't a-ridin but who knows, tomorrow I just might
It's a long way to Babylon but I can't leave at a time like this
It's a long way to Babylon but the folks and wine are just too marvelous
I can make it in the morning I can sleep when I'm dead
Cuz it's a long way to Babylon and tonight I'd rather be here instead
You can hear that long lonesome whistle as the train pulls out again tonight
We can watch it as it goes in the sunset as it glows
I ain't a-ridin but who knows, tomorrow I just might
Track Name: Trespassing Mirage
The tortoise shell-like shimmer glint from Sophia's necklace shines
To prisms of the eyes of God which constantly strike me blind
And kissing corpses dredged up from vacations in the swamp
My liege comes strolling vicariously with circumstance and pomp
Sophia knows her place quite well, she wears it on her arm
As wedding bells and carnivals announce her righteous charm
Me, I'm rolling in the carpet from the trial yesterday
And trying to forget about the debt that I must pay
The fifteen dollar sacrifice is going up for sale
To Louis the Fourteenth and Apostle Paul in jail
You can't find truth in fiction like Sophia always says
Now I'm walking to Arabia sorting through this mess
The terrapin and Uncle Remus riding on his back
Make light of all the cargo loads that the tired sailors stack
So I perforate my clothing and my alabaster face
And wait here for Sophia to show me to my place
Every man has his price
Only some of us know ours
Track Name: Mattress Blues
The doors are broken and mosquitoes comin in
I'm layin round got the mattress blues again
Cable modem and a broken VCR
Kids are boxing on a rusted out old car
Ain't much to say
Ain't much to do today
Commercial vacuum and a Crown Victoria
Eighty bucks and plastic euphoria
Kickin cans in bags so bored you're keeping score
Takin time like you could come back for some more
Ain't much to say
Ain't much to do today
Stoned and drunk and wired and blowed and wide awake
Tomorrow's one more free donation you can take
Blowin smoke into the rising morning's face
Don't know what's happening but I've already set my pace
Ain't much to say
Ain't much to do today
Ain't much to say
Ain't much to do today
Track Name: Behemoth
Out from below, like a flood the evil shadows flow
Earthquakes began as the monster walked onto dry land
I can see away
I could walk away
I could drift away
I could die today
Cloaked by a shield, only to my eyes is it revealed
Come just for me, come to kill me oh so silently
I can see away
I could walk away
I could drift away
I could die today
Born of the flame, in the end just it and I remain
Formless and free, chasing phantoms floating randomly
I can see away
I could walk away
I could drift away
I could die today
Pushed down below like a flood the searing venom flows
Rainbow of gray, it pursues me to my dying day
I can see away
I could walk away
I could drift away
I could die today
Track Name: I'm Feeling Generic
Idols made of wax, pretentious to the max
Crankshaft people walking down the waves
Immaculate mockeries, plugged-in sonic factories
Archived like there's something worth to save
A carnival of cliques
Who wants to be like yesterday's pick
Waste of space religions rotting in the kitchen
Complacent dirges best in semaphore
A festival of rejects, recycled dope and cold sex
Back to the dry wells to tap some more
A carnival of cliques
An audience of stones and bricks
Amplified distortion, completely lame proportions
You watch them all voraciously depart
You can see it in the sewer, in the piles of manure
Put a nail through crap and call it art
A carnival of cliques
Leave me be I'm feeling generic