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The Ride

by The Miss

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1.
The CSLWV 02:33
You will be made to feel that this is the routine to abide by and People will take great interest in your improvement A junta of yentas will cackle at your door and In the interest of bearing children you will be forced to see a whore It’s a hard row to hoe But we take it with the base hits These are the nice liberal people we were warned of We get these commonsense remedies From doctors who will never write prescriptions Even people who have already forgotten Brezhnev Know how to order a drink at a bar Now I’m chewing on what Herr Baca warned me of: "These nice people, they will fuck you "With their commonsense liberal worldview" Does that make any sense? Well, I'd say not at all When we read the Prince We come back every fall
2.
Mules 02:30
Time was not on his side this time “These years were short, these days are long,” he said, I thought And we gasped for breath and looked for a drink of something This time he was a little late When providence finally showed there was some confusion The wrong man brought the doctor And the right man brought the counsel And after the charters and the treaties and all the secret meetings He let the mules kick the door down They seemed too near Paper said they’d disappeared Dregs and the Chrome Dome they stayed zipped up We took the blame but the joke was on us They disappeared It was the mules I feared Late, the day before He had run to the tune of a jeer Today, Turgidson stood, stood stock still and stared When he boarded we saw he had a tic This time, he was right on time It came too late to tell, and bits of paper fell
3.
“We cannot commit,” he said with a grin And under the kitchen I thought I heard a din This just in: man discovers fornication and some minor sins Let’s call all the neighbors to all come in Porcine bags ladies and their walrus men And when that scene was finally over He started to notice to notice the mechanicals outside Their daily greetings so cordial Their demeanor suggested some sinister purpose And the way they arrived before dawn And the noises he heard in his sleep This is a passage from which we take flight My guidebooks seem to chronicle tripe We cannot commit tonight These fruits of labor are overripe And from them we offer a serpentine bite This is a battle I’d rather not fight We cannot commit, is that all right? And to return to the present I have to offer you my latest edit And if you can get it to the press Print these last words, I will not digress If you’re after ignition, there will be no coition in my kitchen
4.
Another Name 02:30
Back in the early part of this era The fashionable knew that split personalities were de rigueur We met one who had no shame We never called her by her given name Isn’t it ironic that when schizophenia was the norm There weren’t enough laws on the books to keep “those people” locked up in the Pratt? If you knew her by her real name You’d get a shock when waking life you regained And she found her face And she wore it when she felt so ashamed it was just a mask, the kind that lets you take all the blame And when’s it outgrown that’s all right The Pratt Library is full of nuts of the worst stripe imaginable And I don’t just mean the homeless guys jacking off to the internet porn Two or three times she ran out of names In the back of her mind, she ran away from frame We knew her by another name it was the kind you have when you think about fame And now this new mask, it makes the depraved feel so ashamed It was no temple but now its sibyl’s been profaned What an end And she lost her face And when she took it off she didn’t feel ashamed And what an end we have now
5.
Monotory 01:45
Envision, and I think you can, two forces that are opposed to each other We’ll call one a whore and one a horse Two points on a line, in line with each other The whore moves in circles, she moves around The horse is stable like a good mother i’d like to put them in a room, a blank sparse room with each other What do they do? Do they interact? It’s a social experiment like none other They’d claw at the walls and tear out their eyes No matter what they won’t avoid each other When they get out the jokes they’ll tell, they’ll be so harsh they’ll make you shudder They’ll be so hard, laughing and crying, maybe they’ll kill each out When the Greek came in, he was twisted and pissed He had the look of one dead sober He’s the point, he’s the axis, he’s the fulcrum they rest under A triangular dome, much like a dome An eggshell’s a dome Is an omelette a blunder? We’re so cruel because of our mothers
6.
You’re riding a ride That you take for free Latched on behind were the dreams you stole from me Freudian dreams, not right at all But a good patient lies on the couch, you see And my doctor is owed his fee If this is the ride you take for free, then the loop-de-loop I’ve got to see RIDE Where are my bottles of wine? Hidden for your sake not mine Dine on the world if it’s so exciting You can send the check to me Ghost on the tracks, easily And if you run him over, then I didn’t see RIDE Take the ride you take and ride it down to your galleries one day your ride will break and when it does you’ll come to me Riding the ride you take You’ll be swollen like a flea And we’ll kill the cur that carries you when he runs to me
7.
Kitchenette 00:43
To return to the present I have to offer you my latest edit And if you can get it to the press Print these last words, I will not digress If you’re after ignition, there will be no coition in my kitchen

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Recorded fall 2002 by Rob Girardi at Matt Scoggins' Studio 808, 808 Low Street, Baltimore, Maryland.

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released August 9, 2011

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The Miss Baltimore, Maryland

The Miss was formed in 2000 from the ashes of Baltimore club scene stalwarts the Brogues when drummer Damir Marusic and bassist/singer Hank Baker sought a new guitarist. A plan for a rotating six-string player abruptly ended when Brendan Bartow of the Fuses joined and it became obvious that no further searching was needed. The Miss played local small clubs and art galleries till autumn 2002. ... more

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