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From "and then the training takes over..."

Sublimation is the process of turning ice directly into steam
Laser printing is the process of printing something with a laser beam

Don't get so worked up
When your process fails
Love your process as is
Love it warts and all

Don't get so wound up
When your process fails
Love your process as is
Love it warts and all
Take that process as is
Love it warts and all

Sublimation is the process of turning ice directly into steam
Laser printing is the process of printing something with a laser beam

Don't get so riled up
When your process fails
Love your process as is
Love it warts and all
Take that process as is
Love it warts and all

Love your process as is
Love it warts and all


(Geoffroy Sisk - lead vocals
Greg Kutcher - additional guitars
Lauren London - additional backup vocals)

Copyright 2008 Zach London

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From "Forced to Breed in Captivity"

The ivys tongue
It chokes the trellis rung by rung
The sun is clawing at my eyes
Azaleas bloom
Their pink reflections haunt my room
The windows drum roll with the suffocating houseflies

I won't come out
Just leave me alone
I won't until
The summers gone
The summers gone
I won't calm down
My pain is my own
Just wake me when
The summers gone
The summers gone

It's so, it's so
So hard to make it through this
I know
Someday the days will get short again
We'll go, we'll go
And put our hooded jackets on
If this is a dream
Give me five more minutes
Oh please

The dog has strayed
A futile quest in search of shade
His panting tongue hung pale and parched
The tyrant sun
Subjugates the cities one by one
She herds us blindly in an
Endless desert death march

I won't come out
Just leave me alone
I won't until
The summers gone
The summers gone
I won't calm down
My pain is my own
Just wake me when
The summers gone
The summers gone

It's so, it's so
So hard to make it through this
I know
Someday the days will get short again
We'll go, we'll go
And put our hooded jackets on
If this is a dream
Give me five more minutes
Oh please

It's so, it's so
So hard to make it through this
I know
Someday the days will get short again
We'll go, we'll go
And put our hooded jackets on
If this is a dream
If this is a dream


Copyright 2003 Zach London

Rabbi:
This evening's sermon is a tale from my youth,
A tale of things that have been.
About a noble man who quested for truth,
And found the answer within.
This man was loved and hailed by all,
When I wore a younger rabbis shawl.

Indeed the Fixer was everyone's friend.
He was both skillful and nice.
And folks would bring him their trinkets to mend
And then stay for advice.

Townspeople:
Hey Fixer, look what morning brings...
More broken souls with broken things.
Hey Fixer, work those tools
And make your honest pay.
There's a feastala waiting,
Wating at the end of the day.

Person 1:
Hey Mr. Fixer there's a hole in my porch,

Person 2:
And I need glue for my cane.

Person 3:
I burnt my hat playing catch with a torch,

Person 4:
And I've got weeds in my drain!

Townspeople:
Hey Fixer, fix my roof! My bed!

Person 5:
Hey, Fixer, fix my fish... he's dead!

Townspeople:
Hey, Fixer work those tools
And make your honest pay.
There's a feastala waiting,
Waiting at the end of the day.


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Copyright 1996 Zach London

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From "Soft Taco"


Hello, Buttercup,
In the sunny shiny shining sun.
Waiting for the people sipping wine.
On a magic cloud,
Floating through a cup of silver tea.
Is it you or is it me
I don't know! (Oh, no!)

Looking for the man who has no face to take my place he's me.

Fellow tangerine,
Would you join me for a drop of bliss
Silly sun you have no clock
Tick tock for now.
Hello, Buttercup,
Did you see the ice that's yet to come
Spinning little eyes around and around, ahhh!

Waiting for the man who has no face to take my place he's me.


(Lauren London - additional voices)

Copyright 1998 Zach London

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