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Crank It Up!

by by Carsh

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Burning Man 05:26
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songwriter: Clay Bowman Some people say "throw some water on that man", others cook a hot dog and warm their hands. Sing old fashioned campfire songs, throw some water on that man, Sing old fashioned campfire songs. I'll burn, I'm a Burning Man on fire, and I'll burn, I'm a Burning Man on fire, And I'll burn, I'm a Burning Man, twisting in a sharp, sharp fire. Some people say "hey Burning Man, why do you burn so long?" And I say "why don't you play me some of your old fashioned fire and water love songs?" Throw some water on that man. I'll burn, I'm a Burning Man on fire, and I'll burn, I'm a Burning Man on fire, And I'll burn, I'm a Burning Man, burning in a sharp, sharp fire....
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At The End Of The Mechanical Age 05:58
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songwriter: Ralf Melendes He is coming! He is coming in his suit of lights over the moons & mountains, parking lots & fountains towards your silky scythe... He's got a coat of many colors & all the major credit cards And he's striding to meet you & culminate your foggy dreams In an explosion of blood & soil He will come preceded by fifty running men And fifty dancing ladies throwing leaf spinach out of little baskets in his path He is perfect & he sighs out loud And he's full of these interesting tragic flaws So mad is he, even his socks are ironed But he's also right down to the mud with the rest of us He markets that mud at high prices for specialized industrial applications And he's striding, striding, striding, striding towards your waiting heart He is coming, watch out! He is coming, look out! He is coming! He is coming in his suit of lights over the moons & mountains, parking lots & fountains towards your silky scythe...towards your waiting heart Of course, you may not like him, some people are just awfully picky At the end of this mechanical age...
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We Danced With Pretty Girls 04:28
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songwriter: Clay Bowman Some monster claws, maybe velvet covered claws maybe teflon claws inhabits my dreams, whistling, whistling And I says "yo monster, how goes it with you?" And he says "quite well, dreammate... there are certain problems, though... The curator of archetypes thinks I don't quite get it, Thinks I'm shuckin' & jivin', when what I should be doing is Attacking, attacking, attacking, attacking at night..." I just zip into that new incorrigible great white sharp knife music at night (at night was a chaos & other cults were an obstruction other peoples were a violent manifestation of other cults we were in conflict with ourselves...we were in conflict with ourselves... through conflict we fashioned an approximation of freedom It was a freedom, not unlike death...) Oh, how did that feel? Awed, & wonderful? The body knows, the body is perspicacious The body ain't dumb Words can't say what the body knows Sometimes I hear them howling those words, just howling, howling I can't speak those words, & I think I'm gonna whop myself upside the head words And we danced with pretty girls at night We danced with pretty girls, all right And we danced with pretty girls at night
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As The Universe Goes On 04:56
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songwriter: Harry Leverette She's in love with your car, but it's just a machine Her laugh hasn't changed since yesterday Like a bird flying backwards you can see where you've been You were so bored you were counting your teeth Yes, you're lucky in love As the universe goes on... Take down your guitar, & turn your sins into a song About rock em' sock 'em kisses that you never got You're not a man of memories, you never told too many stories Her face glowed like water in sunlight As the universe goes on, as the universe goes on... As the universe goes on, as the universe goes on... You wish that some morning the whole world would change That some day the good life would fall at your feet But the night sky is empty, & so is your heart You're wide awake, & you're not alone As the universe goes on, as the universe goes on... As the universe goes on, as the universe goes on & on...
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Give The Girls What They Want 04:37
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songwriter: Clay Bowman So you thought you had it made Well, time to see a brand new way You push, you shove, you cry out loud And you won't last another day If you don't know, & she doesn't know You hang your heads & turn to go But something's bigger than you both What you don't like you can't let show You've got reasons, just forget 'em Making sense, well, who needs it? Shouting through a veil of tears Yes, I heard it but I cannot believe It's never why but where you go Never what but who you know Take it, or end up sleeping in the snow Give the girl what she asks for, give the girl what she wants... So you thought you had it made Well, time to see a brand new way You push, you shove, you cry out loud And you won't last another day If you don't know, & she doesn't know You hang your heads & turn to go But something's bigger than you both What you don't like you can't let show Give the girl what she asks for, give the girl what she wants... Give the girl what she asks for, give the girl what she wants... Give the girls what they ask for, give the girls what they want... Give the girls what they ask for, give the girls what they want... Give the girls what they ask for, give the girls what they want... Give the girls what they ask for, give the girls what they want...
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Do These Bones Live? 04:33
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songwriter: Harry Leverette What is to be done, I recognize the will to kill I understand might makes right real, there was no Rome without the legions When Rome was everything, when Rome was everything What is to be done? What is to be done? Reason & sentiment, a clear desire, a pulsing idea And men created Rome for twelve hundred years We have one world to govern, & countless to explore Challenge stares us in the face, what is to be done? It wasn't the Germans, it wasn't the Christians, it wasn't the emperors It was the end of challenge & the loss of idea & the loss of desire And then the fall of Rome, what was to be done? Red menace, red buttons & the red telephones Hello, anyone there...do these bones live? Reason & sentiment, a clear desire, a pulsing idea And men created Rome for twelve hundred years We have a whole world to govern & countless to explore Challenge stares us in the eye, we stare at hungry transients their scars & sores & tattered clothes We stare at the traffic lights, & we stare at each other's sex We stare at the big TV Challenge stares us in the eye, what is to be done? We have a whole world to govern, & countless to explore What is to be done? What is to be done? What is to be done, I recognize the will to kill I understand might makes right real, there was no Rome without the legions When Rome was everything, when Rome was everything What is to be done? What is to be done?
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City Of Sludge 03:15
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songwriter: Mike Huard There's destruction in this city, where filth rules the masses Buildings crumble & rats abound, bodies stare & scream out loud What's this slimy crud that oozes beneath my feet Dripping from my nose, my eyelids are stuck Covering my body & mind in the city of sludge Taking my peace & grinding it to pieces It's there, & there...can't you smell it? There's murder in this city, where blood baths cleanse sick minds Stalking about, dressed in any color Maiming, slicing, leaving flesh & a foul odor Can you feel it coming closer, breath of depression drawing near Down on your knees, you beg for mercy But it doesn't hear & it doesn't help Yes, I'm the slimy shit that seeps into the feet Dripping from every orifice, makes the eyelids stick I have no body, but my minds are awfully sick I live in the brains of the mad, the poor & the rich But my power is no power, I'm just a state of mind
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The Wonder Of It All 04:40
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songwriter: Carshal Heinbuch The purpose of our lives must be to realize The world on which we live is almost paralyzed We dig into the Earth, torture her from birth Sell her for a price, dig for all she's worth By men who have the money, money made from lies Men who have the power to protect, or vandalize The wonder of it all, the wonder of it all Can't you see what's around us all, the wonder of it all The wonder of it all, the wonder of it all Can't you see past technology, the wonder of it all? Look at what we've done, we're hurting everyone Punching through the sky & burning in the sun Nature's under fire, her casualties grow higher Losing all the battles in the war on man's desires Creatures full of pain drink the acid rain Wise men tried to warn us, but we take them all in vain & crush The wonder of it all, the wonder of it all Can't you see what's around us all, the wonder of it all The wonder of it all, the wonder of it all Can't you see past technology, the wonder of it all? We do some good & then we tear it down again There's another city where a forest should have been Got to stop it now, & turn around somehow We're poisoning the air we breathe, & this we can't allow Go outside & stare at the stars up there Don't forget to make a wish & say a little prayer For the wonder of it all, the wonder of it all Can't you see what's around us all, the wonder of it all The wonder of it all, the wonder of it all Can't you see past technology, the wonder of it all?
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Wolfgang & Harley 06:23
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songwriter: Carshal Heinbuch Imposters hail the hypocrites who hail the second coming Living in a colorized world that is slightly out of focus Weather forecast: hammers in the sky, time to jump out the window Kingfisher caught in an animal trap, resident goats must go to hell There's no backin' down... Wolfgang & Harley staring it down, the fur is at attention One's the Sheriff of Dottingham, one's the King of Thunder But they were just alike, just alike, stand your turf, no backin' down They thought they were enemies, they never stopped to wonder Cruelty loves misery, accompanied by savagery But they were just alike, stand your turf No backin' down, they're mad as hell Too many bald eagles picking through the trash, It's time to thin their numbers Harley stares at the pile of dirt, & without a pause, declares it's art Just a punk ass monkey bitch, needs to have that ass smacked Like small, misshapen ugly apples have the best of flavor Too many jaybirds pickin' through the peanuts, time to clip their feathers Just a punk ass monkey bitch, need to have that ass smacked You're mad as hell, you think that you're the class act Wolfgang's tired of the status quo, & stands up on his hind legs "Me too" cries Harley at the top of his lungs & stands up on his hind legs The toast always falls on the buttered side as the plums begin to blossom Wipe my face with the deadliest touch in a failed snuff test smoke fest The toast always falls on the buttered side Weather forecast: hammers in the sky The toast always falls on the buttered side You're mad as hell, but full of pride
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Crank It Up! (you deaf old fart) 06:41
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songwriter: Carshal Heinbuch You finally got past the news you're past your prime You moved into the trailer park in record time You flailed about wildly & caused a scene You threw your weight around so much it made you lean When your posse comes they shout out "Crank it up, you deaf old fart" Crank it up, this ain't no art, it don't make you smart Forget about the mind control & follow your heart You commandeered your evil twin to make the trip You couldn't hold your tongue, you couldn't bite your lip You staggered so decidedly across the ground You patiently offended every friend you found You collapsed a heaping mound of self despair You ejected prematurely far from there You took a series of right turns, & now you're left You've got to crank it up old fart, you're going deaf So crank it up, you deaf old fart, crank it up you mean old fart You crawled across your rubble on your hands & knees but You never had the gumption to say "please please please please" You better save up now so you can buy the farm You better make amends before they do you harm You've always got an alibi reserved online You wallow in your pity but you'll not get mine You undermine authority at every turn You abdicate your duties & you never learn You cannot get down & you can't get it up You're the old dog being upstaged by the pup You've allowed the past to fade away to black You've become the point where there's no turning back So crank it up, you deaf old fart, crank it up you mean old fart This ain't no art, it doesn't make you smart Forget about the mind control & follow your heart When your posse comes, they shout out "Crank it up!"

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released October 31, 2021

songwriters:
Clay Bowman, Harry Leverette, Mike Huard, Ralf Melendes,
Carshal Heinbuch

all vocals & instruments performed by Carsh
engineered, recorded, & produced by Carsh at Airport Shadow Studios
Seattle WA USA

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by Carsh Seattle, Washington

by Carsh is a one man band, consisting of: Carshal Heinbuch
Formerly of the Houston punk scene of the early 1980's,
Carshal drummed with various punk, rock & electronic bands until relocating to Seattle in 1995.
By Carsh began recording his own songs in the early 2000's at his home facility, Airport Shadow Studio.
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