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by Jim Pastor

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1.
Throw Down 03:38
THROW DOWN Throw down - throw down - mmm hmm Throw down - that heavy weight Throw down - throw down - yes Throw down - that heavy weight The time is now to liberate The time is now - (throw down that heavy weight!) The time is now don't hesitate The time is now - throw down that heavy weight Throw down - throw down - mmm hmm Throw down - that heavy weight Throw down - throw down - yes Throw down - that heavy weight The time is now to elevate The time is now - (maximize your leverage!) The time is now - don't be late The time is now - throw down that heavy weight lay your burden down lay your burden down lay your burden down lay it down Throw down - throw down - mmm hmm Throw down - that heavy weight Throw down - throw down - yes Throw down - that heavy weight ohhh soto makikomi tomo nagi uki goshi uchi mata tie otoshi nagewaza ich - ni - san - roku! Throw down - throw down - mmm hmm Throw down - that heavy weight Throw down - throw down - yeah Throw down - that heavy weight The time is now to levitate The time is now - (sore o shita ni nagero!) The time is now don't hesitate The time is now - throw down that heavy weight Throw down - throw down - mmm hmm Throw down - that heavy weight Throw down - throw down - yes Throw down - that heavy weight
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RUNNING IN PLACE Ba bah da bah da bah da bah Ba bah da bah da bah da bah Ba bah da bah da bah da bah At the end of the day I'm just running in place And it really doesn't matter anyway You know I'm not going anywhere You could come back in a thousand years Long after this day is done I'd still be running in place right here Ba bah da bah da bah da bah Ba bah da bah da bah da bah Ba bah da bah da bah da bah You're getting like zero miles to the gallon, dude We gotta seriously open up the hood and see what's going on under there, man See what's giving you a bad car day The abbreviation for running in place Is the same as rest in peace Which means you're not going anywhere You could come back in a million years Long after this day is done I'd still be running in place right here James, kindly bring around the Bentley I'm sorry sir, the Bentley is currently indisposed Indisposed? How could the Bentley possible be indisposed? It's a matter of some impropriety I'm afraid Good Heavens! Corriendo Corriendo en lugar Corriendo en lugar Ba bah da bah da bah da bah Ba bah da - badda badda bing Ba bah da - badda badda bling - ha ha! Welcome to Purgatory! Have a seat! Make yourself comfortable! You're gonna be here a long, long time! Enjoy!
3.
WAS NOT A LIBERAL Sam as a young man had his cake, ate it Tried to sell it back to the baker Got slapped, but was not shaken In love as he was with the American Dream All right light up the night seen at first light red blue and white was not a liberal Had a gas-guzzling seventies flashback Dreaming up wide dashboards And giant back seats to upright Every Miss this side of the Misses Hippy WAS NOT A LIBERAL! Had wide flange collars and a straight eight Making the most of 10W30 viscosity Blazing past Kerouac on the open flat Loving his women when the moon was fat All right do it all night feeling just right high as a kite but was not a liberal Almost made Jack drop his daisies Pop his crazies and howl in place Loved the American Dream so much Couldn't let it go first sign of a bad cam on the backroads WAS NOT A LIBERAL! Finally got caught speeding in the zone Of cop-crazed bumper booting highway's Most sublime mounties decked out in Broad-rim hats and boots, sirens, buzzers and bells Yeah right bring on the fight muscle makes might bark is his bite was not a liberal Talked his way clean, good old boy that he was Waving the banner like some swanky overlit neon sign On the Vegas-bound section of the interstate -- Pull over, man -- I think I'm gonna getting sick All right driving all night seeing first light hanging a right was not a liberal All right wrong makes a right muscle makes might go fly a kite no, was not a liberal
4.
Seven Suns 04:41
SEVEN SUNS How many ..... corpses .......... have you ............... gentrified How many ..... dwellings .......... have you ............... occupied How many ..... cities .......... have you ............... fortified I see seven suns I guess I'm not the only one How many ..... spirits .......... have you ............... purified How many ..... temples .......... have you ............... sanctified How many ..... saviors .......... have you ............... crucified I see seven suns I guess I'm not the only one Get out of your head - You're the dancing dead Get out of your head - You're the dancing dead Get out of your head - You're the dancing dead Get out of your head - You're the dancing dead! How many ..... rollers .......... have you ............... rockified How many ..... crowds .......... have you ............... electrified How many ..... nations .......... have you ............... unified I see seven suns I'm not the only one
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Blue Skies 05:33
BLUE SKIES [chorus rpt]: Blue skies are fading [voice over]: High above our earthly maiden I want you all to meet me at that proverbial railroad station And together we'll trek across this nuclear nation For one last trip ... [chorus]: Blue skies are fading High above our earthly maiden I'll meet you at the Palladium Save me a seat at the stadium Driving all over in your Range Rover Treading on patches of fine green clover Bring your suit, your wine, your flute And your haircut specific militia recruit Maybe if you're lucky she'll lick your boot When you go in for the kill make sure you get the root [chorus]: Blues skies are fading Meet me at the railroad station We'll trek across this nuclear nation For one last trip, one last vacation [chorus rpt]: Gonna lick your boot [voice over]: Licking your boot, baby Gods behind bars, feeding on stars Gathering up speed to slingshot around Mars The greed, the lust, the need All hell will break loose when they're finally freed Since back in the day they've been growing like weeds And now its too late (they've spread their demon seed) [chorus rpt]: Blue skies are fading [voice over]: We're done digging up coal, done digging for oil Oh mama, forgive us -- we've done ruined this soil We'll trek across this nuclear nation For one last trip, one last vacation I wanna frak with you baby I wanna frak with you baby, come on come on I wanna frak with you baby I wanna frak with you baby, come on come on come on come on Radioactive countdown! You're tuned in to the CRAZIEST after-world party this side of the post-apocalypse. Starting us off was "I Wanna Frak with You Baby" by Pimp Asteroid. Speaking of heavenly bodies that are out of this world -- got a ride off the rock yet? Orbital condos are going fast. Hurry and reserve now -- space is limited! [chorus]: Blue skies are fading Time to climb aboard the space station I need my dose of radium Gladiators running loose in the stadium Yeah baby ... I know you like it like that Covering you in oil, spreading it all around It's gonna be real slick You and me baby, 'til the end of time Doing it right

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released November 5, 2015

Recorded at Suburban Hermit Studios and JP Studio Live
Written, performed and produced by Jim Pastor
Engineered and mastered by John Tabacco
Artwork concept and production by Jim Pastor
Art direction and production by Derek Beecham and Chris Aoki-Kalin
Portrait photography by Joe Gioglio
Japanese translation for "Throw Down" by Chaco and Chris Aoki-Kalin

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