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The Singer Addresses His Audience The Decemberists We know, we know, we belong to ya We know you built your life around us Would we change, we had to change some We know, we know, we belong to ya We know you grew your arms around us And the hopes we wouldn't The Singer DeLaurentis I always had the voice, and now I am a singer. The audience grows silent when I open up my mouth. I sing the words I've written every night before a crowd. As if I were a poet or some legendary mind. Easy Come, Easy Go The Decemberists Limber Jack, he landed on his back Was bedding on the netting when the rigging went slack Was a moonless night, the stars all lending light She's leering in the mirror when the rodent rode right Cause Billy Liar The Decemberists Billy Liar's got his hands in his pockets Staring over at the neighbor's, knickers down He's got his knickers down So the summer is eternity for you? Make It All So Real Steve Forbert Take your seat in the table Watch the cabaret fill Ted came down for the singer He saw the name on the bill How the minutes were draggin' As the audience grew Ted was growing impatient As he swallowed Priestess Audience Connor-Gemmel Bathed in moonlight, devil worshippers chanting Throughout the night music grew ever haunting High on her throne, Satan seated beside her Face cold as stone, Prince of Darkness to guide her The Mariner's Revenge Song The Decemberists dying cried: Oh Ohhhhh "Find him, bind him Tie him to a pole and break His fingers to splinters Drag him to a hole until he Wakes up naked Clawing at the ceiling Of his grave *sigh*" It took me fifteen Nancy Audience Connor-Werth-Williams Nancy was a farmer's daughter everything her Daddy taught her honestly, honestly And even though her Pa was poor he always kept within the law and so did she, so did she Because there's Eli, The Barrow Boy The Decemberists Eli, the barrow boy Of the old town Sells coal and marigolds And he cries out All down the day Below the tamaracks He is crying: “Corn cobs and candle wax for the buying” All down the day “Would The Rake's Song The Decemberists The Rake: I had entered into a marriage In the summer of my twenty-first year And the bells rang for our wedding Only now do I remember it clear Alright, alright, alright! The Singer Barbra Streisand In a small caf On a crowded night In a spot of light Stands the singer, And the band begins And the beat is strong And the room belongs To the singer, All the people turn to hear The sad refrain And catch The Infanta The Decemberists Here she comes in her palanquin On the back of an elephant On a bed made of linen and sequins and silk All astride on her father's line With the king and his concubines And her nurse, with her pitchers A Beginning Song The Decemberists Condescend to calm this riot in your mind Find yourself in time Find yourself in time If I am waiting, should I be waiting If I am wanting, should I be wanting And all around me All around me Document the The Folk Singer Jimmy Justice He use to sing his songs to his Sara Jane The folk singer His songs filled with love made the mountains ring To the folk singer At first Sara Jane was to be his bride But as his fame grew she was And The Singer Sings His Song Neil Diamond And the singer sings his song, And the children dance along, And the singer sings his song, And we dance along. Good it was when it was, We chased the flowers, Warm summer showers. God's Own Singer The Flying Burrito Brothers Straight-backed chair and a table Where he sits when he's able To walk over from bedridden misery To record from his thoughts On a worn out table cloth Where he'd been while His mind breaks sleeplessly The House On The Hill Audience Connor-Werth-Williams I've been told about the house on the hill So high and old, the house on the hill Say that there's a King Rat who wears a judge's black cap And I wouldn't go near the house on the Silky Soul Maze "There was a man I knew Who was smooth as smooth can be His music his smile And his sweet sweet melody Do you recall that mentor And the voice with the velvet touch I'll never forget how he moved us all Down By The Water The Decemberists See this ancient riverbed See where all the follies led Down by the water and Down by the old main drag I was just some towhead teen Feeling round for fingers to get in between Down by the water Calamity Song The Decemberists Had a dream You and me and the war of the end-times And I believe California succumbed to the fault line We heaved relief As scores of innocents died And the Andalusian tribes Setting the lay of Mistral The Decemberists So we already wrecked the rental car And I've already lost my way But feet entombed in this cursed bar For a day, anyway So lay me down on the cobblestone And then furrow this aching jet The streets are June Hymn (Live) The Decemberists Heres a hymn to welcome in the day Heralding a summers early sway And all the bulbs all comin in To begin The thrushes bleeding battle with the wrens Disrupts my reverie again Pegging clothing on The Soldiering Life The Decemberists Ambling madly all over the town The call to arms you likened to a whisper I likened to a radio You were a brickbat, a Bowery tough, so rough They culled you from a cartoon Pulled out of your pantaloons The Bagman's Gambit The Decemberists On the lam from the law On the steps of the Capitol You shot a plainclothes cop on the ten o'clock And I saw momentarily They flashed a photograph, it couldn't be you You'd been abused so horribly But The Wrong Year The Decemberists Gray Jane was a riverchild Born down by the river wild Said hey what I wanna be Nobody's gonna intervene And she wants you but you won't do And it won't leave you alone And the rain falls on the wrong Valerie Plame The Decemberists Oh, Valerie Plame, if that really is your name I will shout the same to the world Dear Valerie Plame, so they made a wreck of you Well, give me the rest of you, and I'll get the world But you were just I Was Meant For The Stage The Decemberists I was meant for the stage I was meant for the curtain I was meant to tread these boards Of this much I am certain I was meant for the crowd I was meant for the shouting I was meant to raise these hands Cavalry Captain The Decemberists I am the cavalry captain I am the remedy to your heart I am the carbon collected I am the printing upon your stars And when you sharp shine your eyes Looking lost, looking bright Wheel away on the light Better Not Wake The Baby The Decemberists Kick a hole in the hallway While singing like a painted lady Use your skull like a cannonball But it better not wake the baby How long will this go on How long, indeed You can bang a drum 'till the money's A Bower Scene The Decemberists Second Voice: “Thou unconsolable daughter,” said the sister “When wilt thou trouble the water in the cistern? And what irascible blackguard is the father?”