The New Corn

by Gelatinus Cube

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released June 7, 2014

Recorded and produced by Mike Hayes, 2013-2014

email at: hayes.439@buckeyemail.osu.edu for information.

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Track Name: Red Snow
Theres no stars at night
squelched by city lights
somewhere they shine bright
so far away.
Billboards call for war
with other department stores
lets keep those freaks next door
or far away.
Tapping in morse code
in D Dorian mode
they watch the town explode
so far away.

No!
We weren't watching close
when the king took off his clothes
and crossed the street exposed
so far away.
Treading in red snow
no green things can grow
don't look back lets go
so far away.
Track Name: Remote Control
You've got my heart in your pocket don't you know?
You've got my heart in your pocket,
please just let me go
let me go
You've got my soul in a locket, don't you know?
You've got my soul in a locket
please just let me go
let me go

I see you twitching in your sleep
a promise you cannot keep.
Make believing truth deceiving:
Everything is under our control!
Track Name: Burroway
Stranger in the crowded room alone
trapped inside a skull case all her own.
Tramped the world in search of someone else,
but found herself.
Now you don't have to hide anymore.
You don't have to lie anymore.
You don't have try anymore.

Everyone's got darkness that they keep,
hold that in reflect insanity.
Well my friend take this small light from me:
set yourself free
so you don't have to hide anymore
You don't have to lie anymore
You don't have to try anymore.
Track Name: So, So, So
Old stone roads
houses boxed in rows.
Followed by a ghost that wears your smile
and all your clothes, but it fades away
once it gets close.
Soft brown eyes, small trembling hands.
Take them into to yours I'll speak from below
these bones best I can:
Listen close so that you understand...

I could live without sunsets
fading to blue moonlight
(as the reds and the orange pass away in the ice cream sky)
I could live without money
and a comfortable life.
(no more credit cards rental cards built upon burgoise lies)
but I can't live without
you
here
by my side.

So just come back home
we could fix whats broke,
because growing together is better than wandering scared
shivering here... all alone.
I'm not crazy I just miss you
so, so, so.
Track Name: Blood
The parking lots vacant
and your eyes just can't take it.
As you walk past the vagrants
and refuse to make change.

Because there's blood on the pavement!
There's blood on the pavement!
There's blood on the pavement,
the kind that you can't see!

Words roll down, drain to the gutter.
Wash your hands, but you can't get clean.

So just bring home the bacon,
all steadfast and unshaken.
Let the low ones keep slaving,
so you can watch TV.

Because there's blood on the pavement!
There's blood on the pavement!
There's blood on the pavement,
the kind that you can't see!

Words roll down, drain to the gutter.
Wash your hands, but you can't get clean.
Track Name: Cheap Seats
Don't go
unless you have to.
I'll take my season tickets back to the reception booth
and exchange them for ones way high up in the back
behind the tall guy with the obnoxious novelty hat
that prevents me from seeing when you step up to the plate
and the scoreboard tells me when you do something great
and your friends and family stand up and cheer,
for the worst
part
of my year
up here
in the cheap seats.
Track Name: It's Inconvenient
So ya made a big mistake:
mistook something real for something that was fake
and your lack of preparation from the excess celebration
left your grandiose scheme in its wake.
Now you're acting like the fool
swimming naked in my pool
well we all fall down.
well we all fall down...
let me help you stand up!
let me help you stand up!
let me help you stand up!
let me help you stand up!
(it's inconvenient)
Track Name: The New Corn Suite
A Serious Warning:

Friend please could you spare some change and take heed of my tale?
It may sound inconceivable but its coming!
I was a volunteer test subject in a top secret South American lab,
my god it chilled me to the bone when I saw what their making there.
El maize nueva te' cambiara
Humanidad terminara
They said it would make us stronger improve reaction time 15%
They did not mention side effects: a world conquered by plants!!
Don't eat it don't touch or you will become it you can see by my arm its fact!
Friend you must leave this world, while you still can...
El maize nueva te' cambiara
Humanidad terminara

part c) New friend
I would like to see you again... beautiful new friend.

part d) In Tune
Going crazy, mowing daisies
why can't we stay in tune?
Just one more try, I'm still surprised,
please help me stay in tune!
My chords open, but you've chosen...
Why can't we stay in tune?

part e) The Don Croot Theme Song

Don Croot is your new best friend!
No Warranty he can't extend!!
Don Croot is your only friend!
No price he won't undercut!
You don't need any other friends!
50% if you're in luck!
Cause Don Croot is your new best friend,
Lets Do Business, Lets Do Business, Lets Do Business NOW!!

Don Croot is your new best friend!
Give Don a call if you have a phone!
Don Croot is your only friend!
He may not answer, he's never home
You don't need any other friends
He does his work from the back of his van
Cause Don Croot is your new best friend
(I'm awful strange but I'm an honest man)
Lets Do Business, Lets Do Business, Lets Do Business NOW!!

part f "The Bees are on my Head Reprise"

It has risen, from the ground to your lips New Corn Hallelujah!
Track Name: Worthington Street
Well I'm dusting the shelves of my trophies
that I never deserved or received.
Yes I'm holding back the floodgates
so I can clearly see while you leave.
And it feels like my dreams
are shorting out like an
old guitar cable.
I just wanted to make them real
while I'm young and able...
So far my friends are still here,
but I don't know how long that will be...
so
Please
Please
Don't you forget bout me.

I'm drunk on the very last beer
that my roommates defaulted to me.
I'm smoking the last cigarette
as the memories blow off in the breeze...
but can you blame me for feeling so sentimental?
Cause' its not like these past seven years were all accidental.
My mind says, that I've been deceived...
am I crazy cause I still believe?
so
Please
Please
Don't you forget bout me,
and the little grey house and the hope
on Worthington Street.