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Track Name: Joshua Musicant - Solus Surge (Wake Up Alone)
Joshua Musicant – Solus Surge (Wake Up Alone)


It’s ok
in the day
Bent double,
old beggars in sacks,
Knock-kneed,
coughing like hags . . .
Til on haunting flares
we turned our backs,
And towards our
distant rest began . . .
Men marched asleep,
lost in their boots,
Limped on, blood-shod,
gone lame, gone blind;
Drunk with fatigue;
deafened to gas,
shells dropping
softly behind.


Fiercely in dreams,
seizing of guts,
Flooding with dread
Soaked in soul,
swimming of eyes
put to bed
Pouring all over them,
moon spilling in
And they wake up alone . . .


Ecstasy fumbling
Fitting clumsy helmets in time,
Someone yelling and stumbling
Floundering,
men in fire or lime,
Dim through misty panes,
a thick green light,
As under green seas
and drowning from sight,
Some smothering dream,
sensing to pace
Behind the wagon,
helplessly flung in,
And watch white eyes
writhing in faces,
Like devils
sick of sin.


Fiercely in dreams,
seizing of guts,
Flooding with dread
Soaked in soul,
swimming of eyes
put to bed
Pouring all over them,
moon spilling in
And they wake up alone . . .


Hear every jolt,
blood gargling
of corrupted lungs,
Obscene
as illness,
bitter as cud,
Incurable sores,
innocent tongues,
Friends would not tell
with any zest
To children ardent
for some desperate glory,
Senex est:
Dulce
et decorum
Est
Pro patria mori.


Fiercely in dreams,
seizing of guts,
Flooding with dread
Soaked in soul,
swimming of eyes
put to bed
Pouring all over them,
moon spilling in
And they wake up alone . . .
And they wake up alone . . .
And they wake up alone . . .
Track Name: Mike Ricci - Forever For Awhile
Mike Ricci – Forever for Awhile

Key: Open D (1, 4, 5)

Intro D
(Verse 1 Guy)
G D
He bought a ring and he/ made you sing every night
G D
Then you were forsaken/ when he left you high and dry
A G D
Well, come with me and I’ll love you forever for awhile

(Repeat with harmonies)
A G D
Come with me and I’ll/love you forever for awhile


(Verse 2 Gal)
G D
You built a home/ but now you’re alone every night
G D
Ya say you were forsaken/ and that she left you high and dry
A G D
Well, I won’t leave if you love me forever for awhile
(Repeat with harmonies)
A G D
I won’t leave if you love me forever for awhile


(Instrumental/solo)


(Verse 3 Guy and Gal)
G D
I’m feelin’ warm and fuzzy/ and my heart is open wide
G D
But there’s a risk we’re takin’/ This love may leave us high and dry
A G D
But you and me will be in love forever for awhile

(Repeat with harmonies)
A G D
You and me will be in love forever for awhile

(I’ll love ya if ya love me back)
Track Name: Margaret Bryant - Dear Gov. Pat McCrory
Margaret Bryant – Dear Gov. Pat McCory


Dear Governor Pat McCory
Look with me into the void
Can’t you put your bigotry to rest?

Your state hates you, don’t you know?
Or did someone not tell you
So what the hell have you brought us to?

Fuck your homophobic bomb
How you never admit your wrong
Guess you’ve always done your job that way

But don’t think you’ll shut us up
We’ll scream until your hands are up
And HB2 lay in your grave with you

We’ll do much worse than fork your lawn
Consider this our warning song
Your god can’t save your public policy

So fuck yourself and HB2
And everything you’ve put us through
You’ll be up for reelection soon
So get the fuck out of our bathrooms

Dear Governor Pat McCory
Look with us into the void
Can’t you put your bigotry to rest?

So fuck yourself and HB2
And everything you’ve put us through
You’ll be up for reelection soon
So get the fuck out of our bathrooms
Track Name: Megan Heise - One Bigot, an Old Love, a Ton of Fear
Megan Heise – One Bigot, One Old Love, a Ton of Fear

Intro:
I wanna tell you a story
Bout a song I had to choose


Verse 1:
So I’m thinking what to perform for y’all
And I’m thinking — let’s do something cool
And I’m thinking
Let’s put some poems to music
Let’s take it a little ways back
Let’s do Dante’s Inferno (HOT!)

So I goes to my favorite translation
Of a triplet in canto 28
Circle 8, bolgia 9, the sowers of discord
It says: between his legs all his red guts hung
With the heart, the lungs, the liver, the gullbladder
And the sac that passes shit to the bung
Pretty great right?
I look it up online to get the translation right
The website says you know who this is about?
I said NO
I read this 10 years ago, all I remember’s I baked a cake about it
Website said, well you’ll wanna know then
Said, you’ll wanna know it’s about the Prophet Mohammed
I said well fuck
I’m not okay with that
The website said, it’s true
I said I’m not gonna align myself with that
So out the door Dante went

So I look through my other ideas
I’m thinking, I’ve got all kinds of love poetry shit
I’m in love with this dude back in New York
Already married – monogamous (BOOO!)
Doesn’t matter to me tho
Of course not
I’ve written aaaaaaall about it, you know
I think, I could write some letters
Maybe like breaking ties emotionally
But it feels kinda lame, you know?
You can say it, I KNOW
So I think to myself
Maybe I wanna do something else
I said yeahhhh
I’m tired of writing this guy poetry
Lord, I am
So out the door he went

Everyone say
Whatchu gonna write?
I say, look man
I’m fresh out of ideas
They say, what you got?


Chorus:
One bigot, one old love, a ton of feeeear
Well I can’t adapt Dante cause he’s a bigot, I found
I saw for real what he was sayin and I turned right around
don’t wanna write no more unrequited love poems
Wanna find something that don’t deal with no tropes
My predicament’s tough, I’m sure you can see clear
I got one bigot, one old love, a ton of fear
One bigot, an old love, a ton of fear


Verse 3:
So I’m sitting down on my zabuton
In the Naropa Performing Arts Center thinking
What’m I gonna do for this song?
I’m thinking bout these old poems I’ve got
About depression and decomposition
Maybe put em to music
But I’m scared, you see, cuz
All I’ve got is a bigot
All I’ve got is an old love
All I’ve got is a lot of fear
Everybody’s asking what I’ll do for my song
They say, what you got?


Chorus:
One bigot, one old love, a ton of feeeear
Well I can’t adapt Dante cause he’s a bigot, I found
I saw for real what he was sayin and I turned right around
don’t wanna write no more unrequited love poems
Wanna find something that don’t deal with no tropes
My predicament’s tough, I’m sure you can see clear
I got one bigot, one old love, a ton of fear


Instrumental Solo


Verse 4:
Now by this time I’m thinking
Let’s just get meta
Let’s get reeeeeeal meta, now
So I write this song about
All the other songs I couldn’t bring myself to write
And I put it all to a tune that a white dude ripped off of African American musicians
So I learned
So it’s real imperfect and a little problematic
There’s one for your bingo card (BINGO!)
But it’s all I’ve got because the other options are still


Chorus:
One bigot, one old love, a ton of feeeear
Well I can’t adapt Dante cause he’s a bigot, I found
I saw for real what he was sayin’ and I turned right around
don’t wanna write no more unrequited love poems
Wanna find something that don’t deal with no tropes
My predicament’s tough, I’m sure you can see clear
I got one bigot, one old love, a ton of fear
One bigot, an old love, a ton of fear
Track Name: Travis Klempan - Throw the Old Poetry Away
Travis Klepman – Throw the Old Poetry Away

We’ll be alight if the ink stays in the pen
We’ll be alight if the ink stays in the pen
We’ll be alight if the ink stays in the pen
And we’ll never write again.

Oh, we’ll throw the old poetry away
We’ll throw the old poetry away
We’ll throw the old poetry away
And we’ll never write again.

We’ll be better if we tear out ev’ry page
We’ll be better if we tear out ev’ry page
We’ll be better if we tear out ev’ry page
And we’ll never write again.

And we’ll throw the old poetry away
We’ll throw the old poetry away
We’ll throw the old poetry away
And we’ll never write again.

We’ll be just fine if we burn our journals now
We’ll be just fine if we burn our journals now
We’ll be just fine if we burn our journals now
And we’ll never write again.

And we’ll throw the old poetry away
We’ll throw the old (poetry away)
We’ll throw the old poetry away
And we’ll never write again.

We’ll learn to tell the truth about ourselves
We’ll learn to tell the truth about ourselves
We’ll learn to tell the truth about ourselves
And we’ll all be poets soon.


And we’ll throw the old (poetry away)
We’ll throw the old poetry away
We’ll throw the old poetry away
And we’ll never write again.

And we’ll throw the old (poetry away)
We’ll throw the old (poetry away)
We’ll throw the old poetry away
And we’ll never write again.