Live at the SYNC Vancouver

by State Radio

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released 18 July 2006

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Track Name: Indian Moon
On this earth not alone we stand
Outstretched arm and upturned hand
Never knowing when the shakes steady
And 'till now we have seldom seen
And I will go if you go with me
Understand I will wait for thee
I'll try to catch up if you move quickly
If the rain does blow

And oh sir
If you ever lose your way
You can call upon this family
You can call upon this day
And oh mam
If you ever lose your way
You can call up on this family
You can call upon this day

'Cause you're my present my future
My lesson my teacher
Oh... My world is still
You're my guard you're my guide
In my life I confide to ever shelter your will
And my words are forerver you're my blanket my shiver
Whatever you give I'll never lack

You're my chorus my refrain
The verse of my first pain
Let the voices come barrelling back

'Cause I can stand to stay right where I am
Let the water fill this hand
Bring it to your mouth
And pass beyond your lips
No gale can down this ship

And I'll stand on your shoulders
To watch us grow older
I can see us far along the road
As the trail grows deeper
your my giver my keeper
Laughter for years untold

'Cause I can stand to stay right where I am
Let the water fill this hand
Bring it to your mouth
And pass beyond your lips
No gale can down this ship

And wherever you go there you are
And if I go I won't go far
Wherever you go
There you are
And if I go I won't go far

And oh sir
If you ever lose your way
You can call upon this family
You can call upon this day
Track Name: State Inspector
Let me trip the reason of your lecture for a change
Let me tell you how it feels
Let me strap you down a put morphine in your veins
Let me fuck this bed of steel

'Cause here comes the State Inspector
So doctor all the resident records
Truth is he really don't care less
It's just the function of the politics and the business

'Cause here comes the State Inspector
So doctor all the resident records
Truth is he really don't care less
It's just the function of the politics and the business

Deinstitutionalization
Had a wife but left her at the station
And there's women in the stairwells
Where their love lives don't fair well
They be whoring themselves away in the kitchen

But look see that woman gettin' all dressed up
She's putting on her earrings and her makeup

And in another world there's a long necked girl
Who's wishing she'd never been a grown up

Oh the squalor
Woah oh the squalor
Let it empty me
Welcome to whatever God may do
It's no secret that you'll never leave

Maybe today I wont get the wrong meds
Maybe today I'll get my 46-cent
And maybe today I'll jump that barbed wire fence
And leave this place all together

'Cause were calling all the presidents men
'Cause I’m stuck in this room locked in
Wont you do me a favor and give me ten so I can peek into the hallway again

Oh the squalor
Woah oh the squalor
Let it empty me
Welcome to whatever God may do
It's no secret that you'll never leave
Track Name: Omar Bay
Dear Mr. Omar Bay
I head about your retirement today
You still countin' them taxi cabs
Takin' you back to the time you have left

And now you're saying we got another Vietnam on our hands
You used to say we all do what we can but did you have to leave us all
And go away

Omar Bay I think I'm falling to pieces
Won't you help a good man get up and back on his feet
'Cause five winters five winter in New York is plenty
I'd even say it's four too many
Won't you help a good man get up and back on his feet

Dear Mr. Omar Bay saw your old friend Pops today
He said you went to see God in a church
Or to get some warmth, whatever came first

And now your stand pipe it stands alone
If where you place your hat is your home
Do you have to leave us all and go away

Omar Bay I think I'm falling to pieces
Won't you help a good man get up and back on his feet
'Cause five winters, five winters in New York is plenty
I'd even say it's four too many
Won't you help a good man get up and back on his feet
Track Name: Camilo
Woke him up with a barrel to his head
His eyes shut tight bracing for the blow
Resigning his life
To the metal held in another man's hand

Twenty days in a concrete fallout
What life have I to take your own
Oh my country, won't you call out
Doorbells are ringing with boxes of bones
And from another land's war torn corners
To a prison cell in my own
Punish me for not taking your orders
But don't lock me up for not leavin' my home

Your words just a bloody fallacy
A house of cards you painted white
You tried to recreate Normandy
But you made up the reason to fight
And now red oil is spillin' down on the street
And your eyes so big for the belly is weak
Will you not refuse this currency
Or is blood money just money to you
Or is blood money just money to you

Twenty days in a concrete fallout
What life have I to take your own
Oh my country, won't you call out
Doorbells are ringing with boxes of bones
From another land's war torn corners
To a prison cell in my own
Punish me for not taking your orders
But don't lock me up for not leavin' my home

Twenty days in a concrete fallout
What life have I to take your own
Oh my country, won't you call out
Doorbells are ringing with boxes of bones
From another land's war torn corners
To a prison cell in my own
Punish me for not taking your orders
But don't lock me up for not leavin' my home

Camilo
Track Name: Riddle In Londontown
Heard of a land held by a troubled hand
Where the whiskey runs the coal
Don't you dare go ask the newsman
Cause he'll tell you everything
He don't know
She was the daughter of the second American Revolution
A tall girl with a stones constitution
And when she looked into their eyes to see
She know she ain't never going back to what she believe
To what you believe

So go and riddle me over
I'm a man got nothing to show for
My work in the ground
In this here Londontown
So go and riddle me over
I'm a man got nothing to show for
My work in the ground
Got my back to the fire
But it ain't the bridges that are falling down

They said they would never fight no more
After the day she went away
What in the world are we all fighting for
If we don't give they're going to take

So go and riddle me over
I'm a man got nothing to show for
My work in the ground
In this here Londontown
So go and riddle me over
I'm a man got nothing to show for
My work in the ground
Got my back to the fire and my feet on the ground
But it ain't the bridges that are falling down

Ophelia used to swim in the rain
Nothing she'd rather do
I was beside myself when the news it came
And it had nothing to do do with you
And they
They said they would never fight no more
After the day she went away
What in the world are we all fighting for?
If we don't give they're gonna take

So go and riddle me over
I'm a man got nothing to show for
My work in the ground
In this here Londontown
So go and riddle me over
I'm a man got nothing to show for
My work in the ground
Got my back to the fire and my feet on the ground
But it ain't the bridges that are falling down

She did again
She did again
It ain't over but she know the end
She did again
Rollin' away today, oh please
Oh what's not to hold in place?
Rollin' again
Roll me again
She know it ain't over but she know the end
Riddle me over
Riddle me over
Riddle me over
Riddle me over
Riddle me

So go and riddle me over
I'm a man got nothing to show for
My work in the ground
Go ahead and go
And riddle me over
But it ain't the bridges that are falling down

*Said you can fall
Not just a lover
Had you wish you
They were runnin'
Had your son you know watches you around
Hold him, know him
Hey you say
You will leave if they fuck you around
Hold it now
Hey the song
Say you will love but you were already on
Riddle him over today
I'm a man
Baby*
Track Name: Held Up By The Wires
Bought the old farmland for a song
Sold it for many reasons
Too many of them wrong
Horseshoe bets and the women that came along
Blind-drunk on their demon rum

Is knowledge a product of his loneliness
A mad cousin to his holiness
Maniacs in cages
And patriots and sages
A cruel old/on telling of the books

But I'll not give
Myself, to the ground
I kill more than I
Live so slowly
Live so slowly

Say one thing and then do another
Bunker down in your alsatian den
We 'aint got room for your politics here
Politicians make a bad name for the con-man

And water felt like burning metal
Set off by a dying sun
Them women they circle
Like covered wagons crying
Their loved ones back from where they, gone

And I'll not give
Myself to the ground
I kill more than I
Live so slowly
Live so slowly
Track Name: Mr. Larkin
I work in the kitchen
At an old folk's home
I do my best, but I too am getting on
I do the dishes but lately I been dropping plates
See as I get older, my hands are starting to shake

So, so Mr. Larkin
See I, I got to hold this job
Did you misspeak when you told me
She's all but gone
So Mr. Larkin
Dock me my one weeks pay
But don't ask me to leave
I can't afford that today

Ten years ago, my wife took sick
So I brought her here, my job I quit
I started working for the home
So I could be by her everyday
We couldn't afford the cost in any other way

So, so Mr. Larkin
See I know she know who I am
Every now and then, she'll squeeze my hand
It's what I live for and it's why she don't die
So Mr. Larkin won't you
Won't you give me this try

I walk to work on Route 27
I see the same cars pass everyday
And through all this New England weather
You know never once have I been late

So Mr. Larkin
See I, I know she know who I am
Every now and then, she'll squeeze my hand
It's what I live for and it's why she don't die
So Mr. Larkin won't you
Won't you give me this try

I see the argument you're making
And I understand you got to do your job
And believe me I know she's turning angel
But you see this woman is all I got

So Mr. Larkin
See I know she know who I am
Every now and then, she'll squeeze my hand
It's what I live for and it's why she don't die
So Mr. Larkin won't you
Won't you give me this try