Everything is Happening LP

by !mindparade

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EVERYTHING IS HAPPENING:
Alex Arnold: vocals, guitars, bass, synth, keys,
trumpet, percussion, samples, FX, programming
Jack Stewart: drums, percussion
Andrew Pickel: bass, background vocals
Zach Frasier: electric guitars
Kevin Hinnefeld: tenor sax
Zach Wendell: trumpet
Aaron Comforty: trumpet
Patrick Hitchings: violins
Special Guests:
Jen Burch: background vocals (10)
Eric Arnold: tenor sax (4, 6, 7, 8)
Alex Akers: trumpets (4, 8)
Tim Koop: flutes (5, 8)
Supernova: howls (1)

Recorded and mixed by Alex Arnold.
Mastered by Mike Notaro. Album art by Zac Roz (www.zacrozart.com).
Self-released September 2012

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released September 29, 2012

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Track Name: Arrange Blood
I will arrange blood
in the hills by the sanatorium
my brain, covered in mud
develops gills as I brew euphoria

no one believed that I could breathe under water
so no one was spared as I prepared for the slaughter, for the slaughter

I gave them God.
I carved his face into a log
they had no brimstone, no ash,
until I tossed them a match

now they've got hydrogen bombs
they kill in my name and give alms
they've mastered war and fear,
what have I done to my dears?
Track Name: Gravitation
is there soul in expectation?
we like to hover 'round the poles of gravitation

so you've opened a box you can't control?
try to hover 'round the poles of imagination

is your mind a scary place to be?
or have you learned how to control your concentration?

are you strugglin' to be free?
or do you live inside the land of inspiration?

never stick to one side
keep the magic in our eyes
we'll never stick to one side
we'll keep the magic in our eyes

these are the measures that we've turned to
and if apocalypse is near
we'll go out silent but with virtue
instead of giving into fear

it was a mad charade
only for the tycoons to get paid
its just a mad charade
only for the tycoons to get paid

is there soul in expectation?
we like to hover 'round the poles of gravitation

so you've opened a box you can't control?
try to hover 'round the poles of imagination
Track Name: Time
do you have the time to wait for rhyme to tell?
you say you're getting old, but I could never tell
I haven't got the time to wait for time to tell?
you say you're feeling fine, you say you're feeling fine

do you have the time to listen to this spell?
you say you're getting old, but only time can tell
I don't have the time to listen to this hell
you say it's in the mind, you say it's in the mind

I don't have the time, I don't have the time
I don't have the time, I don't have the time

do you have the time, any time to spare?
you said you didn't mind, then suddenly you cared
I haven't got the time to listen to you dwell
you said that you were blind, but I could never tell

so do you have the time to wait for time to tell?
you say you're feeling fine but I could never tell
I don't have the time to listen to this hell
you say its in the mind, you say its in the mind

I don't have the time, I don't have the time
I don't have the time, I don't have the time
Track Name: OK
come on, what do you know?
how do you know that you know?
if you've ceased to believe that you control all that you know
then what do you know?

OK, it's over, it's OK, brother
OK, it's over, it's OK, its OK
OK, it's over, it's OK, brother
OK, it's over, it's OK, its OK

let go
of all you know
so your soul
can grow

OK, it's over, it's OK, brother
OK, it's over, it's OK, its OK
OK, it's over, it's OK, brother
OK, it's over, it's OK, its OK

OK, it's over, it's OK, brother
OK, it's over, it's OK, its OK
Track Name: Gonna Be
it's gonna be wrong, its gonna be bad
but it's gonna feel good, it's gonna feel good

it's gonna make you mean, it's gonna make you mad
but it's gonna feel good, it's gonna feel good

it's gonna make you sick, it's gonna make you sad
but it's gonna feel good, it's gonna feel good
Track Name: Why
I don't know why
I let it get to me
I let it get to me

smile, show it wry-
you clever little beast-
I'll let you get to me

that wasn't right,
was never meant to be.
never meant to be.
sky knows the mind is only just a lease-
you'd better let it be,
better let it be
Track Name: It Is Strange...
we awoke, a long time ago
in space like a beam
dreaming of conscious and light

gravity came, and it pocketed our change
and whatever it was, whatever it is, it is strange...

Aha

who have you offended?
how will you repent? oh

oh, you knew the conditions
and how they would all end
oh, oh
Track Name: The Age of the Connected Man
no more messin' around I want to talk about the real things
because I'm pulling my head out the ground
instead of sticking 'round to play the game

do you know of a hole where I could go to get away for a while?
if you do would ya let me use it to fuse some ideas in my mind?

it seems that everybody wants to know where they're going
and when and how they'll go
this is the age of the connected man
full of information with a short attention span
over medicated, constantly communicating
with his digital friends in the world in his hands

and they take for granted what bliss we could know
how to people stand it? don't they want to grow?
crazy for some comfort, I can't say I know

it seems that everybody wants to know where they're going
and when an how they'll go
this is the age of the connected man
full of information with a short attention span
over medicated, constantly communicating
with the digital friends in the world in his hands
Track Name: Better
you cannot explain the mind
if you have no control
I cannot contain the soul
if I cannot define

you cannot explain the mind
that you do not control
I cannot control the soul
that I cannot define


but we can make it better
we can make it better
we can make it good, good, good

we can make it better
we can make it better
we can make it good, good, good


you cannot explain the mind
if you have no control

and I cannot contain the soul
that I cannot define

you cannot contain the mind
that you do not control
and I cannot contain the soul
if cannot define


but we can make it better
we can make it better
we can make it good, good, good

we can make it better
we can make it better
we can make it good, good, good
Track Name: Supercomputer Predicts Revolution
freaky force is changing the home range
the blue beat kasparov stopped grinning
gigaflops are spotting the hammer drop
tipping slides on the savannah

pigeons lay porcelain eggs on the boardwalk
mystic revelry is just around the corner
images of rheumanating dregs are talking
the discipline insists on your subscription

plug me in to the data machine
turn it on cuz you know its a dream
can you feel a human force paint revolution on the screen?


supercomputer predicts revolution, revolution, it's revolution
supercomputer predicts revolution, revolution, it's revolution
supercomputer predicts revolution, revolution, it's revolution
supercomputer predicts revolution, revolution, it's revolution


fate says the data machine
faith in fate says the data machine
faith in fate says the data machine
faith in fate says the data machine

plug me in to the data machine
turn me on cuz you know im a dream
can you feel a human force paint revolution on the screen?


supercomputer predicts revolution, revolution, it's revolution
supercomputer predicts revolution, revolution, it's revolution
supercomputer predicts revolution, revolution, it's revolution
supercomputer predicts revolution, revolution, it's revolution