Business Of Dreams

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released February 3, 2017

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Business Of Dreams Los Angeles, California

Los Angeles musician, guitarist in Terry Malts and Magic Bullets. Runs Body Double reissue label, a Captured Tracks subsidiary (Omnian Music Group)
facebook.com/terrymalts bodydoubleltd.com

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Track Name: Repossessed
I used to be so low I would wonder
“Would I ever be free?”
from these human remains that wander
in this purgatory of ordinary

Repossessed

Every morning I woke up still dreaming
“Would I ever be free?”
from this mindless army that’s warring
in a limbo land of the ones who can’t

Repossessed

My time was bought and then used for nothing
“Would I ever be free?”
from the never-ending line where I
poured my soul and i watched it go
Track Name: Joyride
Driving up and down the lanes
driving our selves insane
Why don’t we go
out for a ride tonight?

Past the Shakespeare Bridge
all along the ridge
Why don’t we go
out for a ride tonight?

The concrete river runs dry
where we laid eye the sky
Why don’t we go
out for a ride tonight?

Joyride

Across the gentle slopes
by the box homes full of hope
Why don’t we go
out for a ride tonight?

Roll the windows down
there’s warm air all around
Why don’t we go
out for a ride tonight?

Joyride

The Ghost World buses drive by
without a soul inside
Why don’t we go
out for a ride tonight

Leave the stress and bills
they can’t afford these thrills
and we can go
out for a ride tonight
Track Name: Bottom Feeders
Couldn’t cut it
in the short con
Now you’re going
for the long one
Credibility
is not invincibility
on the matchstick stage

It's a creepy scene
You know what I mean
Bottom feeders

Shedding skin
for the cool one
Mold your soul
for ambition’s sake
Mediocrity is your philosophy
in a low stakes age
Track Name: To Be Exact
This is just to say
when the spring comes ‘round
sick to think I’ll feel the same
as when winter breaks to spring again in 2010

And to be exact
about the lips my lips had kissed
They firm up and prepare to give
a love that I had not yet known
and had feared
Track Name: What It's All For
The network has you on the run
Everywhere you look people are having fun
This system's sickening
I'm looking for a route
to get out

When I was 17 the world seemed without bounds
The days to freedom I would count
And when it soon arrived I thought that I would die
And that was fine

And on the map I marked an "X"
The very place where my innocence rests
A place of thorn and weeds
A place where no one sees
for the trees

The hardest part was where to rest
You find out that life is just one dull, lonesome test
But you can't deny the times you waited for a sign
that you'd arrived

So this is what it's all for?
Track Name: Turning Away
Watch your neck
this place is a big old wreck
Dry your face
we gotta get out of this place

In these times
when the unfulfilled life is a crime
Bought and sold
to a jeweled hand so cold

Total disarray
The world is turning away

We were sold a bill of goods
before we even knew they could
A sad lament
about the sorry way the state went

At the back of my mind
in a dream where everything is fine
Future days of waste
begin to fade to grey
Track Name: The World Wasn't Made For Us
Some would claim
my heroes
were only only total zeroes
Great outcasts
that were passed over and over

The ones who live the dogged life
The ones who stray from the easy way

From Chris Bell to Barrett
the songs of Peter Perrett
Judee Sill, a poet true
and Grant McLennan too

Late at night
a search for
a fragment of your core
These sad songs go on
and soon the drink is all but gone

These songs tattooed upon my brain
The songs that stray from the easy way
Track Name: Born Of No Class
In my room
laying on the bed
“I'm damaged goods”
running through my head

All my dreams
are all for naught
“I’m damaged goods”
with a core of rot

Nowhere to go
No one to be
“I'm damaged goods”
Can’t you see?

Let me drift
for a little hope
“I’m damaged goods”
at the end of my rope

Aerosol can
fire explodes
“I'm damaged goods”
and we all know

This old house
poor white trash
“I’m damaged goods”
Born of no class

Life is a dream to those who can afford
Life is a scream to those born without it

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