Everything Out of Tune

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Recorded by Steve Albini, features Sacha Dunable on "Trauma (Maybe I'm Forgetting Something)".

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releases October 13, 2017

All songs by The Oxford Coma. Additional writing on "Trauma (Maybe I'm Forgetting Something)" and "Smack and Temporary Enlightenment" by Sacha Dunable and Erik Vose respectively.

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The Oxford Coma Phoenix, Arizona

Progressive Psychedelic Rock from Phoenix. New album recorded by Steve Albini, ft. Sacha Dunable of Intronaut, coming 2017.

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Track Name: Trauma (Maybe I'm Forgetting Something)
Rattle me so
Rid em and go
Disguising enemy
a Wraith so pastured
Dons a riddle-me-site

A row
Glass bones smash box
Inchworm cord aux
Pastor cock sox
So much was promised
So much was promised to me

Pass Sycophant way
Count prizes
One of these old souls
(Sitting in the way)
And counting his Teeth
Nine thousand
Most of them old gold
Grinning at his luck
I eye eyes (sunken from memory (sitting in the back))
When he went sleep
Drilled all of them one at time pulled
Now he just pretends

Swing high Iodine
Swing high cyanide
Bullets aren’t cheap
Spirit centerfold
God just bless the fools
Nonesuch
Center infinite
Cancer killed the rat
Cradle infamy, steal some pills to sleep
Now you donate to rape-y charity

Send us some episodes
They think for me
Just got a little distracted at
Grabbing moneyman
That soul is quite a set of legs
They summon sex and the cold
Resentment from rejected whites
Scoop rifles and kill to fill that hole

Pass Sycophant way
Count prizes
One of these old souls
(Sitting in the way)
And counting his Teeth
Nine thousand
Most of them old gold
Grinning at his luck
I eye eyes (sunken from memory (sitting in the back))
When he went sleep
Drilled all of them one at time pulled
Now he just pretends more

C’mon jaw c’mon jaw you’re almost there
Track Name: Inflatable Patriots (Touching People in Their Sleep)
Someone is a patriot
Someone is afraid of a ghost
Someone dresses up as one
Someone watch it go up in smoke
Sum of all just minus one
Sum of rational little jokes
God would have abandoned us
If it weren’t the punchline he wrote

Just keep defending
There’s none for you, there’s none for you
Satisfy only one here
There’s none for you, none for you, none for you, none for you

Repeat what I tell you
Chant til the numb sinks in
Desperation fading from your eyes
It’s been such a privilege to keep a silent witness
And watch your hands reach bitter compromise
You don’t belong here
That much we both agree
But I’ve built your temple
So down on your knees

Keep descending
There’s none for you, there’s none for you
Satisfy only one here
Pleasure’s mine
Same time again, here?

Keep defending
There’s none for you, there’s none for you
Satisfy only one here
There’s none for you, there’s none for you, there’s none for you, there’s none for you
Track Name: Patterns of Thought
Same thing I was thinking
Over and over
Ask our turn you say
No place in the water
Safer in sinking
Whispering

Let’s make some money, mmhmm
Let’s have some violence, mmhmm
Let’s take him out back and put him through the floor
We’ll stomp out dissent before it kills us all

Totally awe inspired
Should make for quite an interesting year

They made him dance then killed in front of his family
And then they tossed his dignity tattered to his friends
There are many questions that can be answered with violence
Think this is one of them

Let’s make that money hand over fist fell
All hear me I need it all I need it all now
I am the warning
And yes the rest will want in
Your gracious new leader pisses
It trickles down

My man’s forming right
Better that anything wholesome dies
I swear I seen fortune rise
It's gonna rain, o lord
Make that money
Hand over fist
I have now seen it come to rise
Now we have everything
Swing through
Swing through
Track Name: Cartoons
The witness has got me
Pinned with the deadeye pairing
These cartoons will do now
Because they’re not illegal
I have an advocate
I am an advocate
Soon-loving-leaches
Not just anyone though

She made me touch the one she’d had
The little spot where they pull you round at
Not to spoil you
Just to get through
On my machine I watch them fill you and me

Around and above me
Electrical deceiving
Redemption is coming
It’s just a matter of forgetting
Getting older
I still remember

She made me touch the one she’d had
The little spot where they pull you round at
Not to spoil you
Just to get through
On my machine I watch them film you and me

She made me touch the one she’d had
The little spot where they pull you round at
Not to spoil you
Just to get through
On my machine I watch them fill you and me
Track Name: Junkies & God
Got new veins to show from all the honor
Several thousand years rejected proverbs
Spent on waiting
Echoed pacing

What you say? Ex solus, what will come, silent after us
Turn your gods into nests
Cop this path
Hope your number’s called
Now to rise
Mine’s today
Soon enough
I’ll see you anyway
Now to rise
Mine’s today
Number’s up
I’ll see you anyway

Sympathy fatigue out on the bayou
They won’t get what’s mine, what’s yours, or his too
Time is draining
Quiet shaking

Well you stay as you like, or walk on son, silent as per us
Shoot your gods into necks, sinking stones, cliché aftermaths
Young did rise
Time’s today
Soon enough you’ll get yours anyway
Now to rise
Mine’s today
Number’s up
Will be mine any way

Watch and stay if you like
Don’t be long, violence starts at night
Burned all gods but our nests
Narrow path
Now our number’s called
Now to rise
Mine’s today
Soon enough I’ll be there anyway
Now to rise
Mine’s today
Number’s up
I’ll see you anyway
Track Name: Everything is Out of Tune (My Only Victories are Others' Failures)
Come and see all the rage
Better show couldn’t be expected
Networked harder than all those evolved
Bitterness takes hold
End resents the youth
I have just delivered you the goal

Take a bow
Raise a stage
But just for us
I can see that red door in your
Label gown
Just one more sordid out
Of all the wailing
And the drone intentions
Ever-gaping red door in your head

Stolen magic
Hard work pageants
With non-combatants
One nerve exposed

I suppose you don’t know
Where
To
Go
When
Old
Age
Creeps
In

Take a bow
Raise a stage
But just for us
I can see that red door in your
Label gown
Just one more sordid out
Of all the wailing
And the drone intentions
Ever-gaping red door in your head
Track Name: Reciprocal Damage
End up in here
Conditioned, babied and sorted here
Going there again to offer apologies
Consider prayer

Steal our tide and say the sea fares better
Withstand all that constant pleasure
Go there again and ask it whether
You rolled on all us when asked why
Guess I can’t speak for the dead

He’s somewhere around here
Fly by windows looking white

Got there just in time to watch it torn apart
Maze has turned, I’m coming home
Down this god damn road alone
Track Name: Smack & Temporary Enlightenment
Listening and
Under the assumption that I can hear you
Closed in the door
What I built between us
Was my pride and joy
But it was between us
Why are you here?
Give me a color and add around me
Install everlasting doubt
In me alone
I’ll be as one
If I feel at all
I feel so lost

Why? We’re wrong
Not wrong
You’re bending

Nodded so many times
Author failure quality
Why run?

Silently and under the assumption
That I can hear you
Tell me the whole truth
So mistaken
Took me a while to realize
I can feel you
Under the door
I’ve nodded so many times
So many lies

Nodded so many times
To reveal pink wet soul
So…
So long go
So long go
So long go
So long

Get up, get up you’re not breathing
Your eyes, your eyes you are not real
Share me, show me, shed me

So many times
Track Name: Good Job Boys
Pale like them all
The thrill of your empire’s dreams
Gradually real it would seem
Temporary, but a need, so

Show me what you got wanna see what you
Besides this what are you waiting for?

Hypocrites scream in circles
That’s why I’m left guessing
How I ended up watching TV through an icy screen
I noticed what you think I didn’t notice
You lecturing from and empire of bodies
Fucking basket case, thrown away sayin’

Show me what you got
Show me what you got
Show me what you got

And so I wait
Watch your parade
Amount to nothing
I see your feet standing still
Mouth is still moving
You see this great aging landscape
Burns just like you will
And so I’ll wait, seems so long, likely for nothing

Show me what you got with that better spot
Just cracked open, deciding
Touching fingers to the ice under you
Merciful inch or two
So long boys
Show me what you got
Show me what you got

Gloating your fate, credit the way you came from nothing
Ignorant to how little pain you’ve put behind you
Burn on great lake, gravity’s wake, pull these inside you
Expect I’ll wait, still so long, tempting as nothing

Show me what you got
Climbing to the top
Ascending body on body a time
A guardian angel polices
Helicopter spot
Scramble end your plot
Look out upon the expanse that is you
Finally arrived alone
Guess we’ll see