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Aquele Peso Em Mim

by Sidecar Rider

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1.
Cupid’s bound the win the primaries at this fall’s election No rival candidate can hope to challenge her, or get ahead Sure as the rising sun, which damn well came up again Indeed they’ll pay for it, a debt that’ll never be squared Gone all the unicorns that terrorized our nights Scared the children, made them all cry Don’t stand there unless you got something to say Don’t root for trouble again Pull your head up out of the sand As years and years pile on the sacred gets a little profane Like a fallen angel drinking all alone at the bar in my hat there is rabbit’s weight in faith, I cannot say if today’s gonna be my day With its stealth the rough beast crouches in a pile of leaves We wrote our poem in the sand And soon became the sand we wrote in While the bell kindly tolled enough is enough
2.
Right after the tournament, she said ‘Nothing goes away And after all is said and done We’ll still have one last night To hold each other tight And look for mercy from the sky Look for mercy in the night’ `Given to the rise in Christian sacrifice And the low low price of lion prides It can only mean one thing To the likes of we who were born in the wrong time’ ‘Look into my eyes’ she cried and I cried ‘nothing to be done’ and so we sank into the earth with sun ‘Given to the size of my heart in your eyes And the encroaching steps of soldier strides I’ve become calmly resigned To the fate of the likes of you and I’
3.
When I was in my mother’s womb there was barely time for sleep The thuds, the blur, vibrating through the muffled floating pink The shouts, the riles, the ceiling tiles, the bleating of the sheep The Turks, the Moors, the wandering hoards, drinking my father’s mead When I was a young man I would float in the Dead Sea Ears beneath the surface are deaf to endless pleas To ride at night between the humps away from the shining star The cold night winds of Babylon, no place was too far When my chin was full with beard, my words clear, deep and sure Resigned to ride back to the place where all the fuss was born To walk across the silent sea and open up the eyes Of all the men who’d follow me within inches of their lives
4.
Given to werewolf fang and tonic water and loose leaf slang Given to greasy spooners and midnight crooners Given to stop watchers and catalogue collectors Given to tarantulae.... that just might bite Like an ocean that swallows up the shore in the night Given the sheer size and the prizes divvied up right It’s a hell of thing to miss out on the call When the birds is chirping and the bells are ringing It’s the only thing left from the fall Given to district lines and one thousand and one nights Given to Wembley sized gaps between my neighbour and I Given to math formulae...that just might bite Like a notion that gobbles up the poor in their prime Given to the real time and the sizes drawn right It’s a hell of a way to wait out the time When it feels like flying but it’s only falling And the ground is rushing up from behind Given to the histrionic brine that covers up crime Given to holy wars and liquid paper stroked over endless scores Given to stocks and bonds and everything gone Given the blocks and stocks that just might bite Like a sofa cushion that swallows up my soul in the night Given the queer sense that everything has been said It’s a wonder how we ever got it right When it works on feeling but it feels like working We gotta blow it up and head back home
5.
Little by little the past is gonna get em Gonna riddle their mind, ravish their bones Get em by the lovin, eleven in the dozen Till there aint nothing left but a rib cage home Goodbye times of so long days Gonna weave myself a tapestry Keep my mind deep in a haze Of northern lights and memory Line by line the tree rings chime Till the man comes without no eyes Side by side, tide after tide Salt sea sky, salt sea sky Little by little the past is gonna em Passport pages passport pages Get em by the belly, pull em by their heavy Salt sea sky, salt sea sky Heaven knows I made the rounds Passport pages passport pages Pole atop to pole way down Take a deep breath and drift around Little by little the past is gonna get em Gonna riddle their mind, ravish their bones Get em by their lovin, eleven in the dozen Till there aint nothing left but a rib cage home Little by little the past is gonna em passport pages passport pages get em by the belly, pull em by their heavy salt sea sky, salt sea sky
6.
Wrap your head around the firmament Keep in mind the case that Once in a long long while it is permanent So reap the vines and we drink to Your wife, your life, your health and the daily bread To get this weight in me, my heart Off my chest and through my new t-shirt It won’t be long till Wembley stadium Ride into the night little bumble bee Your prehistoric flight has to be Set in stone in your little wings your little feet You’ll find your way home without the need For radar screens to glean the way forward Stick to your heart, this is all in your head The light around these parts really gets to me Round late 6 o’clock in the month of February nights of freeze on the marginal The summer sights, the breeze It’s just enough to suck the air right out From within the vacuum of a forty watt light bulb
7.
Aquele Peso 01:45

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Sidecar Rider were:

Alan Leblanc
Pedro Aronchi Neto
Murray Fergusson
Sean Mugan

Alan plays - Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Cavaquinho, Ukulele
Pedro plays - Electric and Acoustic Guitars, Bouzouki, Bass
Murray plays - Violin, Multi-Tracked Strings, Piano, Keyboards
Sean plays - Acoustic Guitar, Percussion and Vocals

Produced by Sean Mugan

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released April 4, 2011

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