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This Tone Aint Big Enough for the Both of Us

by Tritone

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1.
It’s been a long time since I last saw you But nothing worked out like we wanted it to I said I’d never leave you, said I’d always be true But that’s just not enough. I could give all my money to a local church, Spend a couple years doing volunteer work And I would still be an irresponsible jerk ‘Cause it’s just not enough, To ignore the things I love. I must be miles off course, never see a destination Just the water condensation on the windshield of my car I’ve never been this lost. This long gigantic highway Sure aint goin’ my way very far. You know I always try to lend a helping hand Support the corporations and the common man But neither of the two will understand, they say That’s just not enough. I will try to conform to the status quo But I feel like a traitor everywhere I go. I try to be helpful and never say no But that’s just not enough to ignore the things I love Isn’t it what you want, for me to ignore my own convictions, And believe all the contradictions that I take in every day? Isn’t it what you want? My soul is public domain. Just take it you don’t even have to pay. How can I be sure? How can I be sure, When the lack of some permission makes me so damn insecure? How should I react? How should I react, When the good things in this life I always end up giving back? Whose fault is this? Who’s to blame, That I’m guilty and I’m restless and yet I can’t complain? I’ll take in all your pain for you. I’ll take in all your… I know, I’m on your list But I’ve become a person who doesn’t exist With everybody’s cuffs around my wrists I know that’s not enough. I’ve convinced myself despair is fake. I act quite happy from the moment I wake A lobotomy would make this easier to take ‘Cause it’s not good enough to ignore the things I love. Now I’m headed for disaster as my hands are shaking faster And knocking all the plaster from the ceiling to the floor I’m in no shape to drive, I wonder if I’m alive And I can’t say what it is I’m striving for. How can I be sure? How can I be sure, When the lack of some permission makes me so damn insecure? How should I react? How should I react, When the good things in this life I always end up giving back? Whose fault is this? Who’s to blame, That I’m guilty and I’m restless and yet I can’t complain? I’ll take in all your pain for you. I’ll take in all your pain.
2.
You Tonight 03:12
Here’s a bit of advice, baby Here’s a bit of advice: Don’t go answering your door if the people don’t knock more than twice. Your face is pretty Your face is kind And i know that you’d believe me if I told you that you’re gonna be mine. I’m painting pictures I’m painting signs And the warning on the label tells me that I gotta keep on tryin’. ‘Cause I want you, yes I want you, now I want you, cause I want you, yes I want, want, want, want, want you tonight. Love the way that you dance. Yes I Love the way that you dance. Although I never watch your body, I just watch your face and hands. Hands. Your walk is perfect Your walk is smooth And I know that you would trust me just by watching the way you move. The world’s in trouble Twisted and sick Put your total faith in me and you’ll forget about that quick. ‘Cause I want you, yes I want you, now I want you, cause I want you, yes I want, want, want, want, want you tonight. Could I be in love again? I could be in love again. I could be in love with you. Could I be in love again? I could be in love again. I could be in love with you. Hey! Zum gali gali gali Zum gali gali Zum gali gali gali Zum gali gali Zum gali gali gali Zum gali gali Zum gali gali gali Zum gali gali Ha shalom le maan ah amin, Ha amin le maan ha shalom. Hechalutz le maan avoda Avoda le maan hechalutz.
3.
Radio Says 04:18
Your subconscious is real. So tired of hearing ‘bout love A feeling that we’ve made a product of You either have it or you don’t, it exists on it’s own Makes it’s own decision Love enslaves you, love will save you Just a gift that someone gave you. Like the radio said: When you’re not here I’ll go out of my head When you come back, all the tears I shed Will lie forgotten on the floor. I will follow the straight and hollow path I’m led to prevent my sorrow. Now I don’t feel so lost. How much will that cost? I know love is the boss. Now I don’t feel so lost. When the media finally wins We will be released from all our sins Love will be the same for everyone the 4th reich begins. Yes I love you, just like they do Just the way that I’m supposed to. Like the radio said: When you’re not here I’ll go out of my head When you come back, all the tears I shed Will lie forgotten on my bed. I will follow the straight and hollow path I’m led to prevent my sorrow. And I will feel no pain. No loss, no gain. Just make me ultra sane. And I will feel no pain. In a world such as this Love and lust always coexist Mass produced love and a lust for numbers, it’s gettin’ me pissed. Our impulses need disguising Lead us forth through advertising. And through the masquerade Just a small part I have played I’ve been living three decades Missing all the money I could have made. If I end up in that position I’ll sell my adolescence to my children. They won’t feel so lost. How much does it cost? For my subliminal boss. They won’t feel so lost.
4.
My head is spinning like the wheels of your car. I wish I’d never met you last night at the bar. Big lump in my throat, I think I might pass out, But last night I was so drunk I cast away every doubt. I knew I heard your name, but I didn’t know it was you. I thought that it was just another case of de ja vu. Hey! Wasn’t that the name of the wine that we drank, When we went to your apartment and into my arms you sank? My stomach’s turning like your car down my street I wish that I knew better but last night you seemed so sweet. I listened as you told me all your problems at length Then we made love till we had exhausted all of our strength. I got home last night ‘bout five minutes to four. I saw your name and number on a note pinned to my bedroom door. I didn’t tell you ‘bout myself last night, I didn’t know what to say. Then I found out you’re the therapist I’m supposed to see today. Enough has happened today. Enough has happened this week. As if I don’t have too many problems My entire life is one long losing streak, losing streak. If you can’t help me, it’s gonna be your own loss. My heart is pounding like your fist on my door You didn’t know about the girls that I’ve dated before. I always turn into a monster after the first date An abusive jealous creature, all my love turns to hate. I listened to your troubles as I drank all your wine And now I have to pay you to listen to mine. Now you’ve got a problem, we’re emotionally involved, You won’t get a good nights rest till my psychosis is solved.
5.
She said it’s no big job to break your heart Knock you down, tear you apart I just need a place to start, some frayed edge of your soul. You haven’t made me cry, You never told me lies, But now I’ll say goodbye. She said I bored her to death And my smile mede her sick And the sound of my voice drives her insane. She said: How can I love you? How can I love someone like you? How can I love you? How can I love someone like you? How Can I love You? I give her all that I could give I was so sensitive and that was why she couldn’t live anywhere near me. I never made the same mistake twice, I was always extra-nice She was always cold as ice.
6.
Refreshed, alert, relaxed. Alert, relaxed. That’ll work just fine. Relaxed. Close your eyes, Make sure your headphones are on, Stop. Your subconscious is real. Your subconscious is real. Your subconscious is real. Your subconscious is real.
7.
Bus Clown 23:44

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This album was recorded in the extra bedroom of an apartment and released in 1988. Originally it was released on cassette tape only and there were only 200 copies made. Now it's available here for everyone to hear, 36 years later! It includes the mini-rock-opera "Busclown".

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released September 1, 1988

"All music thrown together and performed by David Minnick-
Produced, engineered and mocked by Joshua Silverstein-
Additional vocals crooned by Joshua Silverstein and Lara McCollum-
Recorded at Double Exposure/Tanglewood Studio, Southfield Michigan."
(the original liner notes)

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David Minnick Detroit, Michigan

David Minnick is obsessed with choosing seemingly impossible musical projects and seeing them through to completion. He creates music in a multitude of genres (orchestral, blues, ska, free jazz, gamelan, klezmer, psychedelic pop, pirate music, a cappella, to name a few) and plays several instruments.
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