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DUCHAMPION

by duchampion

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1.
CT Soft Rock 04:18
When I get home Just call me Just to say a thing or two Like can't my home be yours, too? Coming in for a landing Over endless streets I place my hands on you Turn my chest into a river I place my hands on you And turn my chest - Into a river Snakes are green Snakes are so brown In the hills above I heard the sound Like can't my home be yours, too? Coming in for a landing Over endless streets I place my hands on you Turn my chest into a river I place my hands on you And turn my chest - Into a river You. You are. Red. You. You are. Red. It's all brightness. Even blindness.
2.
Lightbulb 04:34
Dirt in the yard Car left parked on the street You can sleep On my floor Dog on the tile Endlessly catching a ball Long haired men Wear nothing but towels Floors for living, houses in the field We slept standing. One bare lightbulb shone Oh - I'm asleep Endlessly passing a ball Quarterback My face cradled by sports Dog on the tile Tongue spilled out to the side Quietly We tracked dirt into the house Floors for living, houses in the field We slept standing. One bare lightbulb shone It shone One headlight shone on and across The last strands of grass Does a beaten dog offer up its throat?
3.
Sparklers 04:21
Burned out in a line Bulbs all cracked and bloomed Wallowing in suit Wallowing in full Sunburned on your neck Aloe's on my tongue Shoulders burn and radiate Underwire's warped Wiring's all shot House it hums at night Shallows off the dock Sucking on your fingernails Swearing the smoke Sweating through the cloth Yes I love America Retard though you are These are the lies that I've been telling you (They tried to swim around) These are the lies that I've been telling you (The oil rig) These are the lies that I've been telling you (Stroking out in droves) These are the lies that I've been telling you Diving off the pier Driver's license smile Coral's made of bones Ocean's piss and bile Pissing off the roof Beer has taught us love Beer has taught us everything Sparklers in the grass On the beach in Carpenteria Read a book by Charles Bukowski On the beach in Carpenteria Read a book by Charles Bukowski Emptying your glass Took me up to the little blue room Softening the edge Laid me down on the sagging bed Vacuum cleaners suck the dust Took me up to the little blue room From flagpoles in your crown Laid me down on the saggy bed They came running in He had something to say Speedos and bare feet Something about women Conquering the oil rig Happy Independence Day And bringing beaches home We all die anyway Day trip in the sunrise You never knew your own demise There's my papa and my uncles running naked in the sand
4.
I always wanted to be a singer In the redwood house so old Dark wood and green windows I slept against the floor In a fort made of blankets On the heating vent I'd crouch Rain came down in torrents Flooded roads and towns But at night Outside Everything's so alive They don't See me Down the stairs I'll dive I always wanted to be a jedi So I wore my robe hooded and long (thanks mom) Once a bird shit in my mouth I caught your ball anyway How did we learn to use our hands? How did we make enough space? But at night Outside Everything's so alive They don't See me Down the stairs I'll dive There was a tree Where we built the fort Where Robert lived He threw the painted spear at me They cut it down To build the house Where the butcher lived He cut the animal ligaments and knees His wife made bad cookies Thought she was trying to poison me I always wanted to be a singer In the redwood house so old Dark wood and green windows I slept against the floor In a fort made of blankets On the heating vent I'd crouch Rain came down in torrents Flooded roads and towns
5.
Ithaca 06:20
I killed a mosquito On my thigh The sweet smear of blood In its two days of life Did it learn anything? And if not - Could that be all right? Could that be all right? Could that be all right? Could that be all right? Understanding The form If I keep writing - Will I be born? Could that be all right? Could that be all right? Could that be all right? Could that be all right? Attention wanes and waxes I sit here each day I am afraid that I am lazy Cold cuts and nothing to say Fear it closes my eyes When I wake up in the morning Throw ourselves in the waves Separate the dead from the living She cursed me But I will be free
6.
Orange Rooms 05:06
Used to sleep In orange rooms On the rock Where Moses stood In a house Right near the tracks Potted plants And rotted wood Born in a cul de sac Streets have no outlet Fell once Into the pond Dyed my Hair blue Rode my bike All through the park Tasted blood From scraped elbows Born in a cul de sac Streets have no outlet He called for the rabbi He called for the rabbi He called for the rabbi He called for the rabbi And then he let go Born in a cul de sac Streets have no outlet There's a ditch with water there Cars crash behind the fence Born in a cul de sac Streets have no outlet He called for the rabbi He called for the rabbi He called for the rabbi He called for the rabbi And then he let go
7.
Swamp Thing 04:09
Somehow against the grain I took the knife And I slew her I slew Met up on the subway Shot up and downtown Lights coming down through the tunnel Body's sick and tired Spine is tight and wired I need you, cloud Met up on the subway Shot up and downtown Lights coming down through the tunnel I told you not to go to DC in the summertime My body is a drum Met up on the subway Shot up and downtown Lights coming down through the tunnel Come on get this demon Out of my body My body It's the return of the swamp thing
8.
Bellringer 06:14
In the deep day Bottom of the sun I panicked Thought you took me over Saw my mind reach down Inside Push my back away All my art Was useless in that sea Your hands they took But oh, you are me I'm not afraid in the land where all is wind Came to me Bird from the sea Falling of a hoof Rings the temple bell A lonely man's scream Before he hangs himself Becomes an equal cause To dance The land where all is wind Born by chance Not by chance Stars and stripes of many colored bars Came to me Bird from the sea Falling of a hoof Rings the temple bell A lonely man's scream Becomes an equal cause To dance The land where all is wind You've got a reaction Came to me Bird from the sea Perched on a wire Fell like songs Cracks in the bell
9.
Sparrows 05:03
Still a life well lived Don't understand it Water wrinkled skin Tallying the fall of every sparrow Teeth for toothy grins Wind the wire Tend the city's bees Sweep the skin scraped from Your hobbled knees Stole the window sill Don't understand it Sun bleached teeth Tallying the fall of every sparrow Wells for wired wreaths Barbed and broken Ash and glass and string Bind the water With the house's wings Oh, it's all I know Don't understand it Wind swept breast Tallying the fall of every sparrow Sleep for stolen rest Wells of water Framed in birch and briar Sparrows wanting Fell from hobbled wire
10.
Dreampt of wolves again Ate up all my limbs Tore off my head Pulled me through the snow Things they die, this I know Things they die, this I know We are running On the leftovers from yesterday's meal We are running On the leftovers from yesterday's meal How to make it new? And one or several wolves Come riding You watch from the city So far away Tell me I will return Who your Someday Enemies are So I I will return Can help Changed You hate them Changed

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released January 12, 2011

All songs by Duchampion.
Ben Seretan - guitars/vocals
Asa Horvitz - guitars/vocals
Jake Nussbaum - drums
Will Brant - guitars
Engineered and mixed by Tim Shrout of King Size Sound Labs.
Mastered by Tom Tierney of Spaceman Sound.
Album design by Angus McCullough
This album would not have been possible without the generosity of our Kickstarter supporters. Thank you.

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