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The Heart of the Matador

by The Dammitheads

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1.
I believe I’m back from the coast Some big comeback from this murder rap Cashing in on my some days To get it right maybe one day To get it right maybe one of these days We’re at our best when we come undone Bloodied but not to be outdone Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ah-ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! That’s what you wanna do That’s what you gotta do Bloodied but not to be outdone I believe it
2.
Get it right, get it straight Barrel down, cross lanes Fast cars, cheap thrills Speeds dope but art kills Fall in line, drop six Understand this When art dies, dumb sells Blood stains the wheel wells All is fair but don’t mix Art, war or politics! Don’t make a sound Keep an ear to the ground Interstates, speedways Too slow, some days Long shots, short kicks Blood lust & cheap tricks Neither hell nor high Water will hold this now! But it’s ugly old town Where thought runs aground Riot aches, the soft sell I’ll keep it down, yeah go to hell Cheap wine & mad skills Speeds dope but art kills The soft hits, the cold scenes That don’t say shit to me With all said & all done Gimme room, I’ll fire on the sun And set fire to the walls And watch them burn to the ground It’s an ugly old town Where thought runs aground
3.
A chance at grace The last great run The thrill of a chase That’s never over until it’s done In the heart of the matador Rise like light, a heart like fire An art like life, killer for hire In the heart of the matador The art of the matador It’s a lot like life Eyes like light, a heart like fire There’s truth in the fight But there lives a liar In the heart of the matador The heart of the matador It’s a lot like war It’s a lot like life The last gun shot Of the last great fight You take it to heart You say goodnight It’s an art like war It’s a lot like life Or something like life
4.
I was outside looking in Barely breathing in the interim I was taking in some good wine I was drowning in some cheap advice Though well meant I was struggling loose some verse Something I might have said Had someone not said it first I’d been listening for a long time But I could never find the right rhyme for it I kid you not Take the stage & storm the bow They treat you like some shade of hazy criminal I could never get the right words That is to say that weren't thought of afterwards I kid you not It’s cruel So take the stage & storm the bow Like some hazy shade criminal They clap their hands, everybody’s all right now But I don’t see you up there No I don’t see you at all
5.
Rise & Die 04:15
The stakes are in & without this time In softly through the eyes Down slowly through the wire Blood letting the days under the ice We follow the tide out past the line Where horizons end & suns will set All a life under the sea ice Drifting through under currents & tides Surfacing to take hold the light All of this be your kingdom tonight What right have you to want even more The razing of plans, the changing of the guard Mighty currents flow under the ice Steady as we go down though the brine The blood understands, take it from me All a life these fish in the sea Filing down through the leagues underneath Slowly churning the blood into wine Hearts & art dying on the vine We start letting go, we stand idly by Set the kingdom afire & dance in the light You can say it ain’t so but to say it ain’t so is a lie Underneath it all it’s just this left alive Underneath all this stone sea ice Slowly churning the blood into wine Trading my right to rise & die, alright Finding my way through greenish night In through the eyes, out through the wire Down through the tide, under the satellite But down alright
6.
The city lights fade into the ocean Beneath the waves, we don’t even notice The silence don’t speak, so much as it sings Droning out scores in unknowable keys After all you wanted to be How the hell could you end up here Sad songs are all that you sing It’s a nail you hang yourself on it Crucified souls drunk on the spirit Sound in voices so low that you hardly hear them & the city lights shine, but don’t shine on me Still under the canvas of a painting of the sea After all the city lights fade How the hell does it come to this Skewed lines at best that were vague I thought we was just taking the piss Giving ‘em hell No one in here is breathing tonight No one “out there” ever gets out alive The silence don’t speak so much as it bleeds Blood onto the canvas of a painting of the sea After all you wanted to say How the hell did you get to here Sad songs, they all sound the same It’s a nail you hang yourself on it, man The city light fade Does it all come to this At best it was vague I thought we was just taking the piss Giving ‘em hell How does it end? They way they always said it would
7.
Disappeared 03:37
These days are hard earned Lessons hard learned We are the words used Though unclear That raise the flags And run the ice down the backs That raise the sails & strike the fear Never let it be said There is only one way to get born again Drown out the arrows Let it up now, bring it up now They measure the time Like it was on our side Offer bitter pills for a better death Repeal the coins from eyelids of the dead And raise the glass high A little to the left Never let it be said There is only one way to get born again Baptize the skylines Let it rain down over static cities, dead Let forth the unborn, let it up now Raise it up & start again We gave it a name but when they called it something else It disappeared, well it disappeared These days are hard earned Lessons hard learned We are the words used unclear clear Go raise the flags And run the ice down the backs Raise the sails & strike the fear Never let it be said There is only one way to get born again Baptize the skylines Let it rain down over static cities, dead Let forth the unborn, let it up now Raise it up & start again Give it a name, let it go forth & return All disappeared All the disappeared
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You got a right, don’t get me wrong There’s 9 or 10 ways to get on So travel light & you’ll go far Accept sometime the way Sometimes things are You got blood if you want it, but I don’t Make it hard if you want to, but I won’t now You’re taking the longest ways & leaving with naught now & you got blood if you want it Don’t take it to heart Don’t make it so hard Take it up You’re seeing lights, you’re seeing stars Headlights though windshields of borrowed cars I know the talk, yeah, but it’s just talk The great poets & drunks are best loved When they’re gone
10.
Positively 03:40
This is us (history in the making) This is where we takes us (repeats itself) From underneath these grids & lines Up through the cross talk We’re silver & gold (the currency of new machines) We’re money on the table now (sold American) This is where the new dream takes hold This is happening (right now) Don’t be here when the night comes Don’t be anywhere at all The blood is gold here No heart is innocent They suck the blood through the bone Beneath the overpass (bright light, big city) We’re tricks of the light (history repeats itself) We’re bolted down cut thin with blades & thrown to anyone (set, go) With a fix or a trade (born currency) For the blood of les tricoteuses (repeats itself) This is art turned inside out & it’s most unwelcoming (right now) Don’t say anything that you know Don’t say anything at all The blood is gold here No heart is innocent They cut their teeth on the bone These are the days Life under the gun (repeats itself) This is our confessional (our refusal) But it’s only safe to speak out here Between the syllables Don’t be here when the night comes Don’t say anything at all Where blood is gold No heart is innocent Are you ready for war?
11.
If you go out, let me know what you find You’ll find out it’s hard to keep the rabble behind You get lost between lines again Build it up just to knock it down Hard to roll when they rock the merry-go-round Response, it goes down & then You feel it coming but you don’t know when You take it all based on how it comes & faking it now, is not so easy So trained in the art of man Making it up, play it straight Make believe, in love with all the things that you hate First a joke; an aside, as you laugh through a sigh D’you feel honest when you’re telling lies? You take it all based on how it comes You’re faking it now, life is not so easy So trained in the art of fucking off That faking it now, it serves no reason Follow along; you’ll learn where the art begins Go on, try it then, it’s taking the dive You’ll get by If you go out, let me know what you find Don’t look down & keep the rabble behind You’ll get along just fine without the lines Speak no evil, boy, hear no lies You take it all based on how it goes & faking it now, life is not so easy So trained in the art of fucking off That faking it now is treason
12.
On 02:20
Finding out it’s just a matter of time & that’s all God speed yeah, don’t you wait too long Don’t sleep, oh will you come on Drink deep from the well, fill your cup & come on Come on, well it’s on, oh it’s on Down & up is just a white light flicker tonight Gimme danger, get me uh, keep me hung on the vine How are you so risk un-taking? Can you doubt it if you ever had a stake in at all? Come on, well it’s on, I said come on Drink deep; get drunk on it By virtue or wine, by word or by song Baudelaire said, “Don’t be the martyred slaves of time” I’m standing on the ceiling; the floor is holding me down I’m lulled to sleep, yeah; I’m bored out loud You lead & I’ll follow What you spit I swear I’ll swallow Come on, oh well it’s on, I said come on Drink deep; get drunk on it By virtue or wine, by word or by song Baudelaire will you take us home tonight Take us home, come on!
13.
No Trouble 03:40
Should you find 3am tonight May no trouble find you The stars are lost on the city tonight May no trouble find you You sing sha la la la la la at the moon Should you find 3am tonight May no trouble find you The parties lost in the city tonight May no trouble find you I've got a new world tonight Yeah well awaiting the stars, hit collide Weighing ocean light May no trouble find you You’ll stick a lot in this dust tonight May no trouble find you God is lost in the city tonight May no trouble find you You sing sha la la la la la at the moon Should you find 3am tonight May no trouble find you Cities lost in the world tonight May no trouble find you You should beware, you’re not the only one All good, take care but beware You feel that tonight? You’re not the only one May no trouble find you
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Roll over in your grave, Edwin Armstrong For the days you could not foresee There’s static raining down on the city streets We’re wasted at the scene Roll over in your grave We've got the blood You know we have the power But we’re stuck in a grave Static media shower Roll over in your grave, Edwin Armstrong Raise the flagship Jupiter Tell Major Tom & all the crew There’s at least on Exile left of Main Street Who would like to come with you Roll over in your grave, sweet Rock & Roll Let It Be & Let It Bleed

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released November 5, 2005

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David Tomaloff as Bob Bomb
Steve “Wupnlee” Hawkins as stevehawkins

(see individual tracks for specific credits)

Recorded throughout 2005 at the Hey! Low Sound System
by David Tomaloff and Steve Hawkins. Additional recording: Renwood Messenger Studios and Studio G, Brooklyn.
Produced by Bob Bomb

Mixed by Joel Hamilton at Studio G, Brooklyn
Mastered by Doug Henderson

Artwork layout and production: Tim Chiapeta
Matador and Bull paintings by Ben Cooper

All Songs by David Tomaloff
©2005 Hey! Low Sounds (BMI)

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