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Trout Brook Serenade

by Amphion Busky

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1.
You took the high road I was keeping low Invoking Mathew, Mark and Luke I dropped my payload On some so and so In back of Raji’s trying to puke I bought a star map Marked it in red Twisted over Mulholland drive Behind the bull crap Of the things I’ve said I knew inside I was in a dive You best steer clear Of bankers, priests and blow And lawyers people know Then there was you I got a bank slip From the machine I got nothing above the point On that tight ship I was coming clean And not the one who you’d anoint
2.
No masterpiece to my eye Too ra loo ra loo la roo lie If it’s all the same to you, it’s all the same And same to you Your troubles came in twos and filled the frame And aiming to Here comes the cavalry But I like the Cherokee and I I perished any thought in a tiny box and see Now darkened and forgot behind its locks and me I'm in the cavalry But I like the Cherokee and I I can’t hear no more Now go close that door for me No masterpiece to my eye No masterpiece in you lies No masterpiece to my eye Too ra loo ra loo la roo lie
3.
If I were a dream, I wouldn’t tell you You couldn’t pick me out from the air Tea in the cream that I knew too well to Stir the clouds into despair How do we make it soon You know it’s our ruin I see It gnaws at me How can we make it soon when inopportune in reality In agony How do we make it soon You know it’s our ruin I see For society Evening sun in the eye of a sparrow They bury the dead with a song and a dance Darkening places you wouldn’t dare go And that is where you find you by chance
4.
Devil's Food 05:04
One spoon leveled down of sugar Two shakes for the mind Stirred in ‘til it’s sweet as you are Baked until you’re kind Streams of sun came looking for The darkness round the bend Hiding in the dust I’m bound for A taste of bitter end And here the devil you see And inside the devil you know Let stand ‘til you know it’s cool Season for your taste Accept exceptions to the rule That nothing goes to waste Streams of sun came looking for The shadows on the wall Dancing for their supper Dressed up for the ball And here’s the devil you see And inside the devil you know I wrote a little message On a tiny page With a stub of pencil That’s all the rage
5.
Reaching Out 04:16
And if he is reaching out to you you've half a mind to hope that it is true
6.
He drove a car Of his Company With all of his mistakes He wrote it off With piety And that God was on the take. And now Here’s this picture of you And what’s he look like he is going to do He kept his speed The island man And the good was in the greed Blue Pfizer pills Hardened his plans And he saw he felt a need And now Here’s this picture of you And what’s she look like she is going to do Feeling a malaise you know what I mean man? It spreads like mayonnaise you know what I mean man? He likes the wood In a merlot And coffee to be sweet He finds you harsh His tip is low snap a shot as he retreats And now Here’s this picture of you And what’s he look like he is going to don’t Feeling a malaise you know what I mean man? It spreads like mayonnaise you know what I mean man? Feeling a malaise you know what I mean man? It spreads like mayonnaise, you know I'm not amazed
7.
See (A tree turned upside down) the light all around you don’t you (Leaves are in the ground) See (Conveniently conceived ) What love abounds in all you do (By who’d have you believe) It’s true The Saving of the scared I don’t believe in you I don’t believe I do Elephants and beads The crops justify the weeds Saving all the scared Told that they’ll be spared
8.
Take a step Toward getting better You can’t think Until you get her For her you could wait a little longer On a trip Automatic You hear a tune through the static For her you could wait a little longer If you say so I’ll move on forget it If you say so n’ it fades out I’ll let it Go Kill the time Save it for later Spend an hour With an operator For her you could wait a little longer
9.
I need a boat to get me free wherever it floats that’s where I’m gonna be I need a sea To open wide And swallow me Out in receding tide Ya What is there to do ‘Cept turn a page or two Out of this world The city leans The bridges rust The rain it cleans Parade balloons went bust New banks To hold in the streams Of hungry counting their change No thanks For them taking your home and your range.
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Ghost Town 04:00
You’re going to ride it out And you know you ought to leave A sweating Eagle Scout With nothing up your sleeve With a lightning rod Looking for the juice See. The finger of god With a deal you can’t refuse Your pants squeezing tight Dead ducks all in a row Spinning every night Like Rose of Tokyo Turning up the gas Turning down your bed The pain in your ass Is aching in your head Giving you the keys To Ghost Town Come down Take a knee (on wounded knees) Giving you the keys To Ghost Town Tumbling tumbleweeds In the breeze
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Who among you dares to speak With your daddy’s boat springing leaks And bridges all ablaze You’re still just hungry for his praise He shot his leg from in the holster Screwed the pooch trying to bolster A sagging bottom line Are you waiting for a sign Well... See, if you move her I’ll have to doubt it all In your maneuvers See if you move her The born agains had found their pilate To fly their plane into a riot Let’s give him another chance To keep it in his pants Let’s say the end is near As you take your final dance No enemies in your rear To see How bad is this next one going to be

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"It could have been longer."
Jack Seamore- Rock Rock

"I got halfway through."
Anon.- Blogs and Clogs

"I was surprised to hear that Busky was not ill."
Sting- Musician

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released April 13, 2018

Brian Stevens - vocals and bass
Amphion Busky - everything else

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Brian Stevens New Milford, Connecticut

I am an alien that was sent to earth to study humans and report my findings to minister Zolumb on the planet Yat. To fit in with other middle aged men in my area, I took up pretending to make music. Enjoy.

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