Tiny Weapons

by Galen Green

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released 01 April 2010
Written, Performed, and Produced by Galen Green

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Tiny Weapons, released April 1st 2010, is a completely solo studio project, the brainchild of Seattle's own musical ... more shapeshifter, Galen Green. The music has been likened to Prince, Frank Zappa, and Talking Heads. In concert, the band features the highest caliber multi-stylistic musicians in the Northwest, including a horn section, and excluding guitars of any kind - mostly out of spite. less

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Track Name: Popular Science
First there is confusion can't distinguish
Where you are from where you've been
What's your major weakness who's
The competition are they closing in
Inevitable submission to the rational
In the absence of belief
Delicate equilibrium of the structure
And the chaos underneath
Gradual decrescendo to surrender
Like a victim in the snow
Everyone still remembers how they captured
You and chose to let you go

Echoing in the distance comes the cruelest
Message mortals ever heard
Suffering from exhaustion you become
The perfect vessel for the word
Terrible excitement and a swelling
Of contempt inside your breast
Predictable parabola you are
The sum of all that you ingest
Singular intersection like the nexus
Of the scalpel and the nerve
Deepening understanding that the enemy
May not get what they deserve
Did you hear a rumor like a sickness
Spreading just below your skin
Next there is confusion can't distinguish
Where you are from where you've been
Track Name: New Sunglasses
I'm gonna buy some New Sunglasses today
I am a bad, bad man, baby tell me my name
Head in the air and feet on the ground
I need a lens just for looking around
What am I staring at, ain't nobody can say

Hey hey hey

I'm gonna buy some New Sunglasses today
I did a bad, bad thing, now I'm feeling ashamed
I can't bear how you staring me down
And that's the reason why I'm wearing a frown
I'm gonna cover the upper part of my face
Track Name: Mixmaster
Step back, slide down
Accent the funky sound
Distortion, clear it up
Threshold, that's enough

Mixmaster, don't delay
Cut shuffle, somthing to say
Compression, show balloon
Shape drum, alter tune

T to the A to the S to the C to the A to the M
Play it again

Feedback, run the test
Step level, defeat the rest
Start lengthy, mass amount
Clear filter, turn it out

Export, but not too much
Fast forward, feel the touch
New pattern, turn away
Mixmmaster, don't delay
Track Name: Dirty Bomb
She got the drop on me
She caught me unaware
She kept me in suspense
She left me hanging there
She was a real prime mover
She had a real tricky mind
She made me think I had a bright idea
She took me straight down the line

It never struck me maybe something was wrong
She played me just the way I'm playing this song

She dropped the dirty bomb

She'll be the death of me
She's all I'm thinking of
She calls it self defense
I calls it making love
If I could start it all over
I'd make the same mistake again
I ain't a sucker, I ain't a puppet
I ain't expecting to win
Track Name: Work It Out
I been watching you sexy lady
I been liking what I can see
Enough talk about this
Put your moneymaker where your mouth is
And give it to me

You been teasing me sexy lady
Now I got to get real with you
How you grind you wind me up
Time to make your mindie up, what you gonna do

You like the lines I'm blowing
I like the moves you're throwing - down, down, down
You know this show ain't stopping
Until them clothes are dropping - on the ground, ground, ground

Don't you play with me sexy lady
I've been patient as I can be
Make it easy for once now
I gets what I wants now, so give it to me

You're the sneaky one sexy lady
I been searching so long for you
You were here and gone again
Now the thing is on again, what you gonna do
Track Name: Ann Darlington
Ann Darlington
Rock it over here, my darling one
One single suitcase, say goodbye

Dawn of the year
She gone to the southern hemisphere
Still I’m chilling in Kauai

A-N-N, no E!
She’s so fly, help me!

She got a handyman
Living in a custom zebra van
He keep that orchard looking tight

She got a Bob or two
She fire up the Honda when the sun is through
She don’t even dig the songs I write

What’s that sound? Roostie!
What’s that smell? Noni!
A-N-N, no E!
She’s so fly, help me!
Track Name: Don't Touch Me
This ain't no free for all
This ain't no land of luxury
You think that I need you
But the truth is I need me
Slow motion overdose
Fantastic magic taxi ride
Elective - fading static symbol
Of the mystery shit inside

Don't touch me

Digestion predatory
Increase illusion of command
Emerging premonition
Ocean flowing over sand
New vocabulary
Heavy punctuation big surprise
Synthetic superhero
Contradiction never compromise
Track Name: Baby Don't Sweat
If you pick a number
Soon it's gonna come around
If you get excited
No one gonna shut you down
Please enjoy the music
I don't wanna say it again
Grab the one that's with you
Never let the bastards win

Baby don't sweat
Aluminum zirconium chlorohydrex
Triple protection

Light another candle
Make another list
Keep a tiny weapon
Hidden in your fist
Something just exploded
Someone's got to pay
Nearly back to normal
Crazy everyday