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Soul Token

by Skinny Cooks

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released May 1, 2016

Brianne Sargent - Vocals, Synthesizer, Cello, Bass (Glitzkrieg, Doing it Wrong and Superglue)
Nigel Newton - Vocals, Vibes, Keys, Percussion
Robert Trusko - Bass
Max Oepen - Drums
Evan Veenstra - Solo Bass
Alexa Dexa - Toychestra, Percussion, Vocals
D'Andra Taylor - Spoken Word
Even Weiss - Trumpet
Spenser Liszt - Clarinet
Paul Rigoli - Animal Alto Sax
Emsy Robinson - Guitar
Megan DeRubeis - French Horn
Alex Weaver - French Horn
Myles Blakemore - Trombone
Alex Silver - Tenor Sax
Wesley Case - PowerPoint Technician

Lyrics, Musics, and Horn Arrangements by Nigel Newton and Brianne Sargent
Programmed and Produced by Skinny Cooks

Mixed by Nigel Newton
Mastered by Nolan Brett at Crystal Clear Sound

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Track Name: Glitzkrieg
So the car speeding off
From the curb where it was
Had a mark like a scar
Like some glitter fuzz

Such a voice
Like a noise in an alien book
And the eyes in the mirror
Had a bitter look

Through the streets suburbian
In a cardigan
He was gone

'Cause you know how it is
'Cause you know how it is
'Cause you know how it is
Where it is that they did what they did
And dropped off the kid

So the man with a cough
And some crazy attire
Had a mark like the scar of a true liar

In the night they came again
And they left and then
They were gone
Track Name: Superglue
Sittin' downtown with a straw hat
Livin' run down 5th and all that
With a soul token
It's so old and broken
But he didn't cry
You know why
Nobody showed him

Help a young man outta combat
Gettin' gunned down knock it all back
With a soul token
It's so old and broken
But he didn't die
You know why
Nobody showed him
Track Name: Man of Wonder
Forgot your two funk clock
Check out the blue blocks band
Forgot your two funk clock
Back off the two clock plan

Got a letter in Canada
30 seconds ain't man enough
Got a weather man standin up
Now you let her in Amsterdam
And it took her damn hands apart
For a can of that vanilla stuff
Broke it down to a powdery puff

Oh I wonder how you know my name
The power is under - forget you saw my plan

She's on nine to five with no time to cry
'Cause the tears don't listen to the god inside
He's a tattoo sticker with ruby thighs
And a deer bank thicker than a hazy eye

Ninth island on a fiery land
Got a lever behind a man
Couldn't tell him back down a band
Got a weatherman standin up
Kept a cold sack and a cup
Can't tell him that candy stuck
Broke it down to a powder puff

Oh I wonder how you know my name
The power is under - forget you saw my plan
Track Name: Doing it Wrong
You'd have to be a crude angel
Defeated like a fool
Couldn't hack it to the moon table
Or drag it back to school
So you preach it with fire eyes
You said it all along
I'm doing it wrong
I'm doing it wrong

I could light out the skyline
In hazed veneer
Lace it over exospheres
From there somewhere to here

You take it through grave places
The darkest of the dawn
Twelve traces for the hell raises
I'm doing it wrong
Track Name: Dana Strikes Again
Somewhere below...
In the City of Truth
There's a backseat dereliction
Cruisin' out to St. Augustines
Bishop Frye's got the best connections
And sittin' there in the darkest pew
This woman's almost perfected
Natural hair and legs to shoot
But the smile's been auto-corrected
And then she looks
And your bones begin to bend
You never saw it comin
Dana strikes again

Now it's clear you love your Dana-poo
And hittin that pretty face
You can't see she's playin you
Son your soul's gonna get erased
It ain't my place
And I say this as a friend
It's antiquated torture
When Dana strikes again

She's back - back from the Black Lagoon
She's up all night dancing for the back of the moon

Meanwhile...
Back on the ground
Here's what's happening next:
You're all check out please
And you're free to leave
If you're cool with the side effects
She stays calm
She's counting up to ten
'Cause it's murder by numbers
Dana strikes again

She's back - back from the Black Lagoon
She's up all night dancing for the back of the moon

It's a bird!
It's a plane!
It's a spectre of doom
Rumor has it they've pulled the show
She's draggin you to a laughin place
Where all the happy campers go
Don't you know
There are two ways this can end
Best dig yourself a hole
Before Dana strikes again