Supreme Court Sun Hex Lyrics

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-Relix Magazine

FRONTIER OF HERE

Once there was an ocean here
on this old frontier
its deep mines full of firesigns
soon to reappear
way out past the open plains
abandoned cars, abandoned trains
City of Gold, a mountain range
random stars, hands in chains
across the old frontier
adobe bells would ring
a sound we all could share
and there would be no king
with his one-man rule
and his white-man’s fear
of these strange designs
that are buried here
underneath this old frontier
way out past the open plains
abandoned cars, abandoned trains
City of Gold, a mountain range
random stars, hands in chains
across the old frontier
adobe bells would ring
a sound we all could share
and there would be no king

UNKNOWN WORD

On the trail to The Unknown Word
the water's bad and the talk is rude
a yellow map is the guide we've got
a crooked X marks the secret spot
packed my bags
and I'm heading west
the caravans have crept
on the trail to the Unknown Word
where the national secret's kept
our destination's clear
but what’s that sound we heard?
it's the sound we fear
they call the Unknown Word
the rock forms in big reptile
a Spanish Don with a thin-lipped smile
he sits us down for a five-day feast
at the end of the road is a Mayan priest
the solemn sun
holds no status where
the hopeless captives march
along the trail to the Unknown Word
through the broken span of a rainbow arch
our destination's clear
and we’re heading where
the sound we've heard
is called the Unknown Word
it's called the Unknown Word

400 POUND VIBE

He’s the leader of the ancient tribe
he’s got an extra rib
and a 400 Pound Vibe
it’s a mighty big vibe
the hollow gourd you see
hanging from a tree
breaks it on the road
not-so-secret code
then he plays a song
bangs it like a gong
all the people roar
want to hear it more
kneeling down before
400 Pound Vibe
it's a mighty big vibe
he’s the reader for the ancient people
he’s got an extra rib
climbing up the steeple
and he’s waving it high
400 Pound Vibe!

SUN HEX

Another day was dawning
they went down to the well
the moon sent out a warning
the sun put out its spell
the wind refused to blow
the crops refused to grow
their vision turned to specks:
Sun Hex
and it had its strange effects
and the whole town drinks
and the red moon sinks
and the sun put out its hex
he was a small town drifter
another ner'do well
the sun put out its warning
and then he cast his spell
the jealous preacher's rant
was the strangest sound they heard
til the desert magus chant
when he spoke the unknown word
and it had its strange effects
when his finger signs the text
and the whole town drinks
and the red moon sinks
and the sun put out its hex
and his face looks like a sphinx
and he moves on down the tracks
and I wonder which town was next
for the Sun Hex?
Sun Hex

MILLIONAIRE IN RAGS

The network’s snoopin’ round
digging up lots of dirt
they’re trying to bring me down
I hope they don’t get hurt
I’m the millionaire in rags
now there’s a good idea
the sun comes up and then
the moon comes up again
the angels ask for mercy
and count me as their friend
Satan was my pal
I made the old goat a loan
and when he came up short
I had to repossess his throne
he let out quite a squeal
"Sorry, I said, "Sorry, but a deal is a deal."
the dark prince was my friend
he’ll be there in the end
somebody carry the bags
for the millionaire in rags
the darkest of the angels
is watching over the graves
of all my favorite cousins
and favorite cousins’ slaves
casinos made of diamonds
and small-time chandeliers
so won’t you raise your glasses
to this sawed-off millionaire
the sun comes up and then
the moon comes up again
for the little man who begs
for the millionaire in rags
money is a good idea!
money is a good idea!
money is a good idea!

CIA '66

You tap your toes
I'll tap your line
to prevent the invasion
of the Aquarian Mind
don't need a reason
never need to pause
it's the first-class destiny
of the American Cause
CIA
Badge of Night
put away your
Bill of Rights
Bonneville trunk
Bag of tricks
CIA
In '66
cross continents
cross ocean wide
move with the stars
moon with the tide
the Telex rings
Saigon despair
have you seen the things
that they're saying 'bout us out there?
nobility of lies
just you write them down
cause our first class destiny
is landing on the ground
CIA
Badge of Night
throw away your
Bill of Rights
Bonneville trunk
Bag of tricks
CIA
In '66
cross continents
cross ocean wide
move with the stars
moon with the tide

ALL WE HAVE LEFT IS TOMORROW

Goin to Hawaii
threw all my troubles away
when I hear volcano sound
I don’t care if the sun comes up
or never goes down
beg steal or borrow
all we have left is tomorrow
beg steal or borrow
all we have left is tomorrow
surfing on a tidal wave
I’m entitled to a watery grave
then I hear the siren sing
in the land where the pineapple is king
beg steal or borrow
all we have left is tomorrow
beg steal or borrow
all we have left is tomorrow

DOWN IN CHICKENSWITCH

Down in Chickenswitch
we do the best we can
down in Chickenswitch
we just family men
all you drunken teens
you better slow down
cause in Chickenswitch
it’s just a family town
guess you heard they made a movie here
back in ’73
everybody looked stupid
everybody but me
they used to have a statue
in the old downtown
it was a statue of me
they knocked the damn thing down
I know you heard about the movie here
back in ’73
everybody looked stupid
everybody but me
a glass of ice water
and a piece of old toast
keep your pecker in your pants
at the Sunday roast
we ain’t real poor
no, we ain’t real rich
we just having up a love-in
down in Chickenswitch

CAN’T AFFORD TO FALL IN LOVE

I can’t afford to fall in love today
I ain’t got the time or the money to spend okay
I can’t afford to fall in love tonight
you never do a thing unless you can do it right
it’s not the kiss you miss for the first time
it’s not the kiss you miss for the last time
no way!
I can’t afford to fall in love just now
I ain’t got the time or the money to spend no how
I can’t afford to fall in love this minute
you never do a thing unless you can afford to begin it
you never win it

VENUS

Venus I’m your slave
let me hold the door
come into my life
you never let me down before
I turn attention to your charms
your lips are made of milk
milk is made to pour
your hair in braids of silk
you never took them down before
I turn attention to your charms
Venus I’m your slave
you sank a man-o-war
the oceans closing in
you never took me down before
I turned attention to your charms
on the special day when I returned your arms
I'm your slave


All Songs c 2010 by Jeff Calder & Glenn Phillips