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The Society for the Advancement of Inflammatory Consciousness
  1. First Gate
  2. New Horizons
  3. Love is the Law
  4. Don Coyote's Confession
  5. Lock up your sons
  6. Eugene
  7. Second Gate
  8. Cry for more
  9. My Talisman
  10. Third Gate/A.A.H.
  11. The Inward Way Out (Retrotrip)
  12. Vision number 6

The Society for the Advancement of Inflammatory Consciousness

New Horizons

New Horizons!
Baby don’t you know we’ve been waiting for you?
Soon you’ll know the code & enter
New Horizons!
Are you sick, are you lonely are you out of your mind?

Let’s go inside & get you out of those clothes,
We’ll wash away the scandal with homemade soap
& keep you off Tenth Avenue
Another night

Anyone can see
You’re a sensible girl
& everyone agrees
That we’re going to be friends
For a long, long time

Bring me the babe!
Bring the babe to me!
Bring me the babe
To the Society for the Advancement of Inflammatory Consciousness
Oh yeah

New Horizons!
Baby don’t you know you’re ahead of your time?
Well so am I
New Horizons!
Are you looking for a flavor you can’t find in a jar?

Well don’t look far
It’s sitting under your nose
The boys in the next room are waiting for you
To show them what you learned today in the Colony

& don’t be afraid
Of your jealous sisters
& the careless whispers
Telling you you’re the Favorite One

Bring me the babe…

Love is the Law

Imagine a state
Of practical bliss
Exists in everything
In peace and ecstasy
Where Love is the Law
Where Love is the Law

Remember the phrase
Now does it conceal
Reveal and/or confuse?
Become the living screen
Where Love is the Law
Where Love is the Law

Let’s put on the wings
The voice says “Proceed”
In perfect harmony
Don’t ask for reasons why
Where Love is the Law
Where Love is the Law

Who can explain the key to this sweet mystery?

There’s just one rule: don’t be cruel, don’t be cruel, don’t be cruel…

Don Coyote’s Confession

You were the sun
And now you’re gone
I’m thinking of buying a gun

Jubilee is green in the bathtub…I’ll call my lawyers & I’ll let them know
This party is proceeding… with such alarming spontaneity
Excuse the inconvenience… out of order, use the one

Upstairs the maid is pawing at the wreckage in the sheets
The valet has predicted a stampede of stockinged feet
So take this drink it’s rum I think with ayahuasca tea
Let’s fight our way through canapés and find a place
Where we can be alone

Come into my room
I will show you the edge of the universe
Atoms colliding and fortune deciding
The paths of the stars in our eyes
This bed is made of light
Our planets are aligned…
Surrender the moon
Take my hand
And finish my thoughts for me
You be Blue Lady
And I’ll be the one
Who knows your secret name

Don’t ask me any questions… and I promise not to tell you any lies
Oooh, the sodium pentathol… makes me say such curious things!
It’s a phrase worth repeating … always lick the butter from the knife

Lock up your sons

It’s 5:15
Let’s check the maps
We drive gypsy cadillacs
Through this land of obese pets
We wait for flaming signals
And (we) scoop them from their beds…
And start again

In January’s arms
They told of house arrest
How they made love to their laptops
Glued feathers to their chests
Then wrapped up in their prayer rugs
And chewing amaranth
They fell asleep

Wake up
It’s time to go
LOCK UP YOUR SONS
Don’t sweat
We are your family now
LOCK UP YOUR SONS

When I look at you
Walls fall down
Don’t call it a crime
This is just the start
Of something new

Leave them all behind
Empty out your mind
Come away with me
I am on your side
LOCK UP YOUR SONS

Eugene

He chased the sunset, came on strong
Parked his board, just seventeen,
His name was Eugene…

He checked the closets, did the splits
Lined ten pennies in a row,
& spit in the pool

Sparks & vodka turned the key
His boxers hit the marble floor
He started to grind:

Eugene! Who is the father?
Eugene! Who is the son?
Eugene! No one is watching
Let’s have a little fun
Don’t you know
Heaven can’t hold you Eugene?

For 40 days & 40 nights,
He closed his eyes & dreamed of some
Faraway street

I bought a final fantasy
The master bedroom filled with clouds of
Permanent smoke

Business turned to anarchy
He tagged the door and spun away
Into the night

Eugene! Who is the father?
Eugene! Who is the son?
Eugene! You’re biting your pillow
You’re not the only one
Don’t you know
Heaven can’t hold you Eugene?

Cry for more

You can’t see the eyes on the Other Side

More
Why cry for more
When there isn’t any more?

You can’t hear the lines on the Other Side

More
Why cry for more
When there isn’t any more?

Please don’t make a scene
Wait hopefully
For something Monumental

Why cry for more when there isn’t any more?

My Talisman

Finally I understand
The properties of my talisman
First I take him in my hand
And wait for his Transforming Flame

His burning hair perfumes the night
His eyes reflect a doomed delight
In the dark he comes alive
And showers me with silver sparks

I swear I’ll never let him go
I keep him close to me on a chain around my neck

He is cruel and he is kind
He is fragile he is heartless he is hard
He is bursting he is wordless he is blind
He is my talisman
He lifts me high he lays me low
He is youthful he is grown up he is old
He is wounded he is dying he is dead
He is my talisman

He knows the price for the final hour
He fights for air and shudders twice
I feel no pain I only smile
At the details of the sacrifice

When cities flood, when towers fall
We can float above it all
The wall goes up I close my eyes
And feel his lies become the truth

Third Gate/A.A.H.

The Attitude Adjustment Hour
The Attitude Adjustment Hour
I am not who I want to be
The Attitude Adjustment Hour

The Inward Way Out (Retrotrip)

for Marcia Moore

1.
One thing led to another
Nothing now can ever be the same
I left behind my two old mothers
For the promise of an extraordinary man
On Journeys into the Bright World
I saw things I never want to see again…

2.
Now find a bed or a reclining chair
Lie on your back with your arms at your sides
Speak to your fingers and thighs
As if they were children and they will obey
Relax your chin and your jaw
Your cheeks and your forehead and the back of your head

Now let the light of the All-Seeing Self
Cut through the shadow of ancient mistakes
Your face is a mask to erase
Let down your defenses and rest in the light
Give us vision, give us a sign
Count down from 10 and may all things be blessed!

3.
Tell me what you see
I see fire, fire
Tell me what you feel
I feel warm and empty
Tell me where you are
In a room…it’s blue
Tell me who you are
I don’t know anymore

4.
Now I’m walking upstairs
There’s a door I need to pass through
(The Inward Way Out)
Now I’m a circle
An ocean, a field, a dune
(The Inward Way Out)
Now I’m a vibration
Dissolving into the night
(The Inward Way Out)
Now I’m with the stars

Vision Number Six

Préparons-nous mon cher camarade
Echappons à la campagne
Oublions la vie moderne
Récoltons les promesses de la terre

Ecoutons les paroles du prophète
Détruisons le château de larmes
Nous n’avons besoin ni de roi ni de reine
C’est l’utopie à deux personnes