DUCHAMPION

by duchampion

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credits

released 12 January 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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Track Name: CT Soft Rock
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.
Track Name: Lightbulb
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?
Track Name: Sparklers
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
Track Name: Green Windows
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
Track Name: Ithaca
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
Track Name: Orange Rooms
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
Track Name: Swamp Thing
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
Track Name: Bellringer
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
Track Name: Sparrows
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
Track Name: One or Several Wolves
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