Post Cro​-​Magnon Drift (The Citizens, 2006)

by Mark Lesseraux

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1) The Surfer Surfing underneath a west coast sun Water washing over everyone Keeping out the ultra-violet rays Neath the shelter of a late breaking tidal wave Ain’t no better time to be alive Every year is 1965 California girls are all I hear Singing on the radio I get around My seaside town I know everybody here by name Everything will always be the same Things that I don’t want to here about People have been whispering All over town All overtown All over town All over town About how… The circus is coming to town It’s gonna be a freak show They’re bringing the elephants and clowns They’re keeping the price low The circus is coming to town It’s gonna be a freak show With lions and tigers and bears Everything must go The circus is coming to town It’s gonna be a freak show They’re bringing the elephants and clowns They’re keeping the price low The circus is coming to town Its gonna be a freak show With lions and tigers and bears Everything must go Must go! I’m caught in the undertow With the waves crashing down It’s not that I want to go It’s pulling me out
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Domingo Hirsch and His Internal Flying Circus That guy is turning into a flower I can see him right through the window Or maybe I’'m imagining it I stand then I sit There’s something I was supposed to remember Or something I was supposed to forget I know that it was one of the two I may have already done it Can’t you see them in the back seat?- They’ve been lifting up their shirts.- They’re shouting stuff in different languages but very few of them know what they’re saying.- I know that I’ve been living here on and off for months and I’ve never had a problem.- Not like this. I just can’t handle all of the beauty The overwhelming mind-splitting beauty I keep it in the tiniest box Beneath my sweaters and sox They say that when you loose the connection You end up like a clown in a circus That’s in a town that nobody sees No not only me There’s a midget doing cartwheels and a leopard playing tennis. – I’ve got a good mind to let you in for free but I don’t know if I’m aloud to do that. – This is the end of an era; the sights, smells and sounds of some sort of revolution He’s got a friend in fifth grade English Who gives the answers to the Amish He’s got a friend he never tells on Silently sitting there with bells on But he knows There’s someone he used to be In a world that he once did know Before the big show You’ve got a nerve you’ve got a muscle You’ve got your thoughts all in a tussle The girls are getting sentimental But it’s not emotional it’s mental Don’t be sad There’s nothing to weep about Cuz soon we’ll be getting out Like summer vacation
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September 30th 1955 (date of James Dean's fatal car crash) Woke up, had a cigarette near the window Phone call and the argument, I got my way I made up my mind I'm taking the Spider Perfect day to drive around with the top down Hey, Its you and me kid Making History One way or another Chevron station coming up there on my left Old man waving from the grass beside the road Whizzing trees, eight degrees, a clear blue sky Veering slightly then i move toward impact Hey, Its you and me kid Making History One way or another James I don't know, i got a feeling Its all gonna blow if we keep pushing James I don't know, whats you're feeling? Are we over our heads? Are we over our heads James, in my gut i got a feeling Maybe we shouldn't go, maybe we shouldn't go James I don't know what your feeling Are we losing control? Are we losing control? Are we out of control? Hey, Its you and me kid Making History One way or another Hey, Its you and me kid Making History One way or another
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The Creator I guess it must be true, I saw it in the newspaper The karate instructor weighed well over three hundred pounds He took one of his students, drove him off and showed him how to kick like he means it He did it on a whim nobody has heard from him since He made it up as he went along and now he’s gone He made it up as he went along and now he’s gone She packed everything up and headed south on I-25 She leave it all behind looking for a new labor force Thumbing her nose at the monk with the hose watering his garden in winter “Nothing will grow like that!” She shouted driving by in her car She made it up as she went along and now he’s gone She made it up as she went along and now he’s gone And when she sings the company song she gets the chorus wrong With everybody singing along Cuz it’s a sing-along An invisible man who showed everyone how to proceed He got us to this point, died and left no one at the wheel He made it up as he went along and now he’s gone He made it up as he went along and now he’s gone Now who’s gonna tell us right from wrong And left from right He made it up as He went along And now He’s outa sight
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Apache Strobe Light The captain’'s phaser A broken arrow in the sand A stack of pornos A leather bracelet on a hand A can of soda Some kind of nuclear device A child’s notebook With scribbled suggestions That was all we found Do we still get payed the same? No one was around No one saw us there We stopped for pancakes With buffalo wings on the side C'’mon for Christ’'s sake I didn’t know that they could fly Quick grab the camera That there is an ancient burial site They put up Christmas lights So you can see it in the night... – ... it gets cold And darker than it used to Like everything else It takes time to get used to But with morning Came the sun Like a Strobe Light Flickering on What was left of The landscape You and I danced To old cassette tapes Kissing through Our face masks
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18 Dover Shadows Pulling down the shade on window You’ll pick it up again tomorrow It couldn’t have been more than an hour ago That we were talking On the telephone “"Hello"” you said, “"Who is it?...She’s not home!”" But you were A blurry outline through plexy-glass And 27 yards of cut grass Every seventh day the magenta dress And your hair pulled back Makes you look much older Better when it cascades down your shoulder "“Hello"” Hi miss We'’re offering a special service For those who have been feeling nervous About all the creepy business In the neighborhood So you’re at 18 Dover We’'ll send one of our men right over “"Thank you good bye"” Sooner than you know “"Thank you good bye"” Sooner than you know “"Thank you good bye"” Sooner than you know “"Thank you good bye" Sooner than you know
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A Makeshift Militia Marching to the beat of a distant drum machine Drawing up a plan during the approach Playing it by ear This could be our year Following a hunch and a lingering reverie Reconsidering now would be ill-advised Better to proceed We'’ve got all we need Nothing wrong with improvisation We could make it up as we go along We’'ve got no time for hesitation This is what we’ve all been waiting for Aiming toward the east at the new horizon line Shooting from the hip at whatever moves As the sun goes down As the earth spins round Nothing wrong with improvisation The moral is up and the will is strong We’ve got no time for hesitation This is what we’ve wanted all along Seems like the limit is the sky Putting it together on the fly Holding down the fort with a team of specialists Answering the phones, straightening up the mess Keeping home base clean For the new home team Nothing wrong with improvisation We could make it up as we go along We'’ve got no time for hesitation This is what we'’ve all been waiting for
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Meat On The Major’s Mind Double deals on ferris wheels with men from from Mars Fallen popes do horoscopes in family cars Quiet kid with candy bar wishes on stars Holy water swimming pools are catching fire A lifeguard sleeps in an army jeep, the major drives Gritting his teeth at fields of sheep on which he thrives There’s Meat on the Major’s Mind, look into his eyes (Battle lines, bodies in their prime) Watching him jump the gun that shoots at the sun (The bull’s eye, see it open wide) There’s meat in the Major’s eyes, they fall and they rise (Some resign, while others plot their climb) There’s Meat on the Major’s Mind, from the dawn of time (Swinging from vines, quoting the divine) Kids carouse the monkey house for picture frames For photographs of chimpanzees, all toilet trained In freshly laundered underware which does not stain He’s got'’m in spades He shoots bows and arrows He’s got friends out in the yard There’s Meat on the Major’s Mind, look into his eyes (Battle lines, bodies in their prime) Watching him jump the gun that shoots at the sun (The bull’s eye, see it open wide) There’s meat in the Major’s eyes, they fall and they rise (Some resign, while others plot their climb) There’s Meat on the Major’s Mind, from the dawn of time (Swinging from vines, quoting the divine)
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Interstate Prayer Where to begin? He could feel the cold coming in He knew that it was time to embark On the road trip He'’d read about it in books His friends and family giving him looks When you’re a rebel They do that He put in gasoline For where he’'d never been he was bound Out on the open road Embracing the unknown as his own He’'s been gone for a while He'’s lost track of the months and the miles But he knows he'’s coming up on something And when he wants to turn back He just thinks of Alan and Jack And other pioneers like Carnegie They all hung in there And eventually mad a name for themselves There’'s a new frontier Haven’'t found it yet but I know it’s here I could use a hint or a clue Some kind of sign showing me what to do Where is my north star? Guiding me home Where is my north star? Guiding me home Where is my north star? Guiding me home Where is my north star? Guiding me home
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In Your Stars Hands on your head what Simon said you didn’t catch Walked when they ran your shirts and pants never quite matched Pledge of allegiance not again you called in sick For which it stands open your hands and drop those peanuts There’s something else In Your Stars Can’t you see the signs It’s your birthright baby Giving you looks bishops and rooks protecting kings Mowing the lawn a lowly pawn at least you can sing Driving a car and turning on the radio At the top of the charts they’re breaking hearts and selling sofas There’s something else In Your Stars Can’t you see the signs It’s your birthright baby Wait it out a while And I will guarantee That you’re gonna be a smash Wakin' up the monster mash That you’re gonna be a smash Breaking up the monster mash That you’re gonna be a smash Breaking up the monster mash That you’re gonna be a smash Breaking up the monster mash
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I Dream Of Wires (written by Gary Numan) I am the final silence The last electrician alive And they called me the sparkle I was the best I worked them all New ways, new ways I Dream Of Wires We opened doors by thinking We went to sleep by dialing 0 We drove to work by proxy I plugged my wife in just for show New ways, new ways I Dream Of Wires So I press C for comfort I dream of wires The old days New ways, new ways I Dream Of Wires

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engineer - Hector Castillo
cover art - Marshall Arisman.
producer - Mark Lesseraux
A concept album about man's (possible) thwarted evolution

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released March 1, 2006

Thom Loubet - electric guitars
Jason DiMatteo - bass
John Bollinger - drums percussion
Katherine Miller - keyboards, sound effects, backing vocals
Mazz Swift - violin, backing vocals
Mark Lesseraux - vocals, piano, keyboards, percussion, acoustic guitar, production

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Mark Lesseraux New York

Mark’s mother was Irish Catholic. His father, a Russian Jew. In the 2nd grade, Mark veered “off course”… secretly. It is not clear how the "thread" was lost, but it had to do with a botched reading assignment; a chapter in a blue and yellow book left unread. Later, there were 2 nervous system glitches and at least 2 ecstatic dot connecting sessions. Finally, a Need… to sing. ... more

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