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Taking Turns Being Taciturn

by Hot Liquids Burn Like Fire

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Where's that asshole lawyer Mister state college law degree Taking calls in the foyer Meanwhile I'd like to change my plea I stole a few script pads to drug the neighbor's Havanese Chronic barking had made me mad I propose puppy pharmacies This is semi-true In fact truth can demean no court no dog no pad just fog I'd like to strike the record clean My expensive lawyer Per diem and retainer fee That should make me employer Recession proof attorney This wool suit is itchy I feel so fake I feel disguised I'm so nervous I'm twitchy No wonder we despise these guys This is semi-true In fact this is nothing no boss no bills no wool Just pills I'd like to strike the record clean
2.
Won't you show me more than truth Show me family pictures You and your brother in the bath Birthday candles do their math I want to know where you came from Won't you show me something droll Show me family pictures You and your mother feigning smiles tight perms and other reigning styles I want to know where you came from It's in your family pictures Won't you show me more than truth Show me family pictures A childlike grin poisoned by wrath Still you grin like a psychopath I want to know where it came from Won't you show me something droll Show me family pictures Once you lost your self esteem Then found a psychiatric team I want to know where it came from It's in your family pictures
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I wrote a song for you I spent at least a fortnight oh, how pretentious to use the word fortnight I wrote the song in two weeks I can't count past four What's the password? abracadabra, witches' brew open sesame, please and thank you I wrote a riff for this song it wasn't here last verse it provides a little counterpoint and variation this riff with keep you listening I can't count past four What's the password? abracadabra, witches' brew open sesame, please and thank you I use such silly drum sounds wouldn't want you to think there was a real drummer musicians are so expensive and your song is just not worth it I can't count past four What's the password? abracadabra, witches' brew open sesame, please and thank you They say it's the thought that counts but each thought is an obsession it's not that the thoughts count it's that I can't count past four
4.
Well, hello there how do you do What! You don't recognize me? hmm I've got the part opposite you It's me, your leading man It's me, your leading man My reputation exaggerations I'm no prima dona or Don Juan I do have concerns I want them addressed Make it right! Do it right! Do it right! I demand a rewrite It's me, your leading man It's me, your leading man What kind of agent casts their only star in a low budget drama about a teacher? I need an Old Fashioned tell me, where is the bar? It's me you're leading, man! It's me you're leading, man! It's me, your leading man It's me you're leading, man! I once wrote one-act plays I once wrote one act, Dark, experimental plays dark, experimental Now I read lines by and for morons cliche, cliche sentimental morons Still each project ends, still each project ends in Development Hell, Development Hell, Development Hell, DEVELOPMENT!
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Passionfruit 03:38
She married for insurance she married for insurance she needed the meds so she married for insurance Let's see: there was a stilt walker, a trombone player, I remember a ... stilt walker She married for insurance needed the antibiotics two SSRIs, oh she married for insurance Let's see: there was a stilt walker, a trombone player, I remember a ... stilt walker Let's see: there was a trombone player... A parade of afternoon men Family values appointee, web cam, disrope, cocktail hour, can't catch a thrill by a toe, by belle or by beau, squid ink, urchin roe, extra mayo scotch in a bucket, Midori Sour When all is a thud and your mother is a prostitute go reach for, stretch and stretch for a passion fruit, passion fruit A boy has to be pretty desperate, damned destitute to pull from that branch a ripened passion fruit A boy has to be pretty, damned in disrepute, to lift from the ground a wizened passion fruit When all is a thud and your mother is a prostitute go reach for, stretch and stretch for a passion fruit You're either at ease, or rigid with the flag salute three day furlough, barracks shower, rations of fruit John Phillip Sousa on a piccolo flute
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One by one all of my friends are taking turns being taciturn with me
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She stares at me no offer of sympathy She stares at me instead of offering sympathy OCD, sleeping pills, Seroquel, lying still Can I please mention my oral health? I need some dental work done let me discuss my impacted teeth She stares at me (she's waiting, for her turn, to talk about herself) She stares at me (no pity, when waiting to talk about herself) She glares at me (she's waiting for her turn to talk about herself) and clears her throat haughtily She stares at me (No pity...) soliloquy unequivocally OCD, sleeping pills, Seroquel, lying still Let me condemn that investment scheme I sank my savings into now I will be working until I am dead She stares at me...
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about

Toward the beginning of writing this set of songs, I had a middling epiphany, which was that I write show tunes. My previous attempt at describing what I did went something like, “I write electronic music, not meant for dancing, and with sarcastic lyrics." It was a mouthful and did not encourage further investigation.

There is hubris to saying that I now write show tunes, and a rather serious credibility flaw - there is no show: no producer, writer, stage or stagehand. In truth, I write show tunes for musicals that won't exist. Still this is a better description of what I do. I can live with the hubris.

I view this project as a transition, since some of these songs were written before my aha moment while others are obviously steeped in Stephen Sondheim's influence. In spite of the varying origins, I contend that Taking Turns Being Taciturn is my best work so far, and I am pleased to share these songs with those that find them. Now I think I hear the chimes, better take your seat, silence you cellphones, the show is about to begin.

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released April 15, 2014

Elliott Marx: Music, Lyrics, Production and most instruments
Dyingseed: Vocals

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