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Live @ WEXT 3​-​2​-​12

by The Hanslick Rebellion

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The fruit of man's best minds and hands The tower's now complete It shines like polished silver And it's right there on my street It's two miles high by two blocks wide And no one knows just what's inside All things within its shadow died Bereft of light and heat Build it high and strong Babble on, Babel on One day the sun will rise On a tower long gone Gazing on your works I can't help but crack a smile: The kitchen of the future The four-minute mile Oh, yeah Paint is chipping You've been slipping Let us pass you by Thinking you had more tomorrows Than there were stars in the sky But the wind that once kept you aloft Is now just an asthmatic cough You should have watched who you pissed off Here comes the little guy Build it high and strong Babble on, Babel on One day the sun will rise On a tower long gone Gazing on your works I can't help but crack a smile You're the kitchen of the future The four-minute mile Oh, yeah Ashes charred and spent Like dust so old and out of reach Stars numerous like grains of sand All spread out on the beach Yesterday's the dust And tomorrows are the sand But be careful now For either one Can slip right through your hand You are spent Like dust so old and out of reach We are stars like grains of sand All spread out on the beach Yesterday's the dust And tomorrows are the sand But be careful now For either one Can slip right through your hand.
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She waits for a fable For the start of a story That she heard long ago Too good not to come true I can't compete, no way. Because the man, the man in the moon Is cooler than me, so constant and brightly smiling Oh the man, the man in the moon Cuts holes in the night and leaves me washed out by his light Oh to be the man in the moon Nothing to prove, swaddled in nonexistence Oh and I'll be sick of this soon But she'll remain In love with the man in the moon. I wait for a fable For the start of a story That I heard long ago Too good not to come true
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Got off on a big hot Monday Gonna run you over, my dismal dear Got off on a big hot Monday Days of wine and roses are finally here. Rob is on call, Chris is AWOL Blow up a mall and maybe they'll learn Paulie's all wired, the dog is on fire That bitch is a liar and she's gonna burn 'Cause everything she says is all that matters She's a trilobite I am passive and resistant She's a trilobite 'Cause everything she says is all that matters She's a trilobite I am passive and resistant And I like you less with every instant, baby Got off on a big hot Monday Gonna run you over, my dismal dear Got off on a big hot Monday Days of wine and roses are finally here. Well, we're sorry, it's true - we're smarter than you We don't use a word unless we know what it means Neal's smile is wry, he's lithesome and spry He's wearing panties under his jeans 'Cause everything she says is all that matters She's a trilobite I am passive and resistant She's a trilobite 'Cause everything she says is all that matters She's a trilobite I am passive and resistant And I like you less with every instant, baby Got off on a big hot Monday Gonna run you over, my dismal dear Got off on a big hot Monday Days of wine and roses are finally here.

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A rare acoustic Rebellion performance, captured by Chris Wienk at WEXT Albany on March 2, 2012.

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released July 13, 2015

Cover photo by Harry Rubenstein

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