Theme song to the underground, film-noir "4 O'CLOCK". More info about the movie at AJAX FILMS: https://www.ajaxfilms.com/4oclock

4 O'CLOCK underground film Theme (feat. Shannon Pengelly)

We Gave it Away

We did as we were told 
now we're left out in the cold. 
Things are not as they appear.

Repeated enough 
 I know it's tough 
not to give in to
 the fear.

Dividing lines  
make it a crime 
just to be 
yourself.

In less than an hour 
 they'll take your power
and give it to  themselves.

In the light of day 
maybe we gave it away. 
Freedom is a lot 
to  take.
Gave it away, we gave it away.

There's nothing I can 
do  to make it not true
 I guess we didn't care.

If you don't like what I say 
you can just walk away, 
pretend I was never  there.

Pay me a quarter
 I'll take ya cross the boarder. 
We could have a real  
good time.

A lot you can learn 
watching it burn 
from the other  side.

In the light of day 
maybe we gave it away. 
Freedom is a lot 
to  take.
Gave it away. we gave it away.

Pay me a quarter
 I'll take ya cross the boarder 
we could have a real 
good time.

We Gave it Away

STUMP AND A STONE

I come walking down Magoon Road
on my head is a heavy load,
on my back is what I own
been to the market heading back home.

One legged man standing up drunk
fell over sittin' on a stump
crazy man dancing on a stone
call me over on my way back home.

Stump and a stone
Stump and a stone
Stump and a stone
call me over on my way back home.

Jesus lizard in the burying ground tree
preparing a place there for me
uncle Joe's hat and a case of rum
open a bottle and pour us some.

Stump and a stone
Stump and a stone
Stump and a stone
call me over on my way back home.

Look for me on these dusty streets
it's just my shadow you gonna meet.
You may be right, I may be wrong
but it don't really matter 'cause I'm already gone.
don't really matter 'cause I'm already gone.

Said goodbye under the wisdom tree
that's the last they saw of me
drove a golden Cadillac 
drove away and didn't come back
drove away and didn't come back.

Stump and a stone
Stump and a stone
Stump and a stone
call me over on my way back home.
call me over on my way back home.

Stump and a Stone

WISHING ON THE SUN
I'm wishing on the sun
under the willow tree
on the pillow you gave to me
with the birds and bees.

I'm wishing on the sun
by the lazy stream
ride the light beam
through a day-dream.

I'm wishing on the sun.
You are the brightest star
but your still pretty far away,
that's ok...
I'll take you over the night, any day.

I'm wishing on the sun
wind blows
as the flower dances
clouds pass through the branches
smile down to me.

I'm wishing on the sun.
You are the brightest star
but your still pretty far away,
that's ok...
I'll take you over the night, any day.

I'm wishing on the sun.
I'm wishing on the stars high above.
I'm wishing for the moon and I'm wishing for love.
I'm wishing for the children, I'm wishing for the old.
I'm telling a story that has always been told.

The stars are associated with the night
but the sun is a star and it burns so bright.

I'm wishing on the sun.

Wishing on the Sun

THE GOLDEN EGG
You hope for the golden egg
but you get the silly goose.
It's alright, it's ok
it'll have to do.

Your picnic in the sun
is a sandwich in the rain.
It's alright, it's ok
it'll have to do.

It'll have to do till something better comes along.
It'll have to do just like the song I'm singing to you now,
It'll have to do somehow.
It'll have to do.
Yeah, it'll have to do.

The dreams in your eyes
it comes as no surprise
you've had to compromise them all.
Though they are not dead
get it through your head
your big dreams now are small.

You want to be a star
but you never got that far.
It's alright, it's ok
it'll have to do.

You want to hold the hand of your true love
but end up with an empty glove.
It's alright, it's ok
it'll have to do.

It'll have to do till something better comes along.
It'll have to do just like the song I'm singing to you now,
It'll have to do somehow.
It'll have to do.
Yeah, it will have to do.

You hope for the golden egg
but you get the silly goose.
It's alright, it's ok
it'll have to do.

The Golden Egg (Live)

Ghosts of the Road
Rail road tracks run straight through town
everything is closed, it all shut down.
No need to stop 'cause there's nowhere to go.
Riding, yeah riding, searching for the highway home, riding with the ghosts of the road.

Caution light, big yellow moon,
you're longing for a familiar tune.
Running through your head is all the people you know.
Riding, yeah riding, searching for the highway home, riding with the ghosts of the road.

Riding, Riding...
When I began my journey, there was snow around my knees.
When I reach my destination there'll be flowers on the trees.
It's a paradise that no map shows.
Riding, riding...riding with the ghosts of the road.

All-night dinner, get ya something to eat.
Look at the faces of the souls you meet.
All of them heading where they don't know.
Riding, yeah riding, searching for the highway home, riding with the ghosts of the road.

If you want to arrive alive,
kick back, let the white line drive.
Black river running sweet and slow.
Riding, yeah riding, searching for the highway home, riding with the ghosts of the road.

Riding, Riding...
When I began my journey, there was snow around my knees.
When I reach my destination there'll be flowers on the trees.
It's a paradise that no map shows.
Riding, riding...riding with the ghosts of the road.

Highway will take you, take you home.
Country road cuts straight to the bone.
In the rear-view mirror you are never alone.
Riding, yeah riding, searching for the highway home, riding with the ghosts of the road.
Riding, riding, riding...with the ghosts of the road.

Ghosts of the Road

The Rain Falls on Belvedere (w/Mott McCampbell)

SITTING TOGETHER

We can sit together, watch the sun shine through the window,
or stay in bed with the curtains closed.
Read to each other from a book of poetry,
anything you want to do is good with me.

I’m happy to give you all my time,
sent on the wings of a dove.
As long as I’m with you, you know I’m fine.
Sitting together in love.

We can get up, cook us something good to eat,
or wander to the cafe at the end of the street.
Drink a margarita or a cup of tea,
anything you want to do is good with me.

I’m happy to give you all my time,
sent on the wings of a dove.
As long as I’m with you, you know I’m fine.
Sitting together in love.

I’ve been without you once or twice,
never did like it from the start.
In the dark I had to turn on the light
without you I just fall apart.

I’m happy to give you all my time,
sent on the wings of a dove.
As long as I’m with you, you know I’m fine.
Sitting together in love.

We can go walking in all kinds of weather,
or stay home and watch a silent film together.
Laughing and dancing as our ideas unfurl,
planning how we are gonna take over the world.

I’m happy to give you all my time,
sent on the wings of a dove.
As long as I’m with you, you know I’m fine.
Sitting together in love.

Sitting together in love,
Sitting together in love,
Sitting together in love.

Sitting Together (acoustic version)

A little note of affection for one of my favourite silent-movie stars of the 1920's, the "it" girl, Clara Bow.

Clara Bow Silent-Movie Star

Domestic robots learn to speak....and dance.

I Know Your Name (Lo-Fi)

She wore a Cheap Black Raincoat; she broke my heart. La femme fatale. Features the brilliant Ryo Sasaki on horns and the lovely Suzan on vocals.

Cheap Black Raincoat (feat. Ryo Sasaki & Suzan)

Freddie Mac (the mortgage pimp) is back looking for his lovely lady Fannie Mae.

Freddie Mac is Back (the mortgage pimp)

The melancholy end of Summer...with a beat.

Summer Falls Apart

Picture hanging crooked on the greasy kitchen wall
I'd stand up to straighten it, afraid that I might fall.
The bottle is almost empty, the light is fading fast.
I don't know how much longer all this madness going to last.

Don't think about what you won or you lost.
Jesus playing 'possum up on the cross.
Nothing is as it seems, there is a fire in the sky.
No need standing around wondering why.

Monkey dancing backward on the banana moon.
I'm staggering around in my living room.
The band plays underwater, and I am on the ground.
Fell over dizzy with the world spinning around.

Where you been living, hiding in a cave?
I ain't been living, I just rose from the grave.
Well, you got the prophet's eyes, and you got the prophet's touch.
I know what I know and it ain't too much.

I know what I know and it ain't too much!
I know what I know and it ain't too much!
I know what I know and it ain't too much!
I know what I know and it ain't too much!

Fire In The Sky

CITY OF DREAMS
I met you on the Roof
of the Roosevelt Hotel.
I threw a coin
into your wishing well.

Took the elevator
to penthouse 
number ten,
saw you from the balcony,
wanted to be friends.

Swimming in the fountain
at Washington Square.
I didn't recognize you,
you had changed your hair.

The dealers deal,
the children skate,
living in the shadow 
of the Empire State.

You walk the line of fearlessness.
You cross the line of recklessness.
and you fight the line of hopelessness.
I want to be part of the scene
when we rebuild the 
City of Dreams.

We said goodbye 
in Puertorican-Chinese.
I'm on Eighth Avenue
down on my knees.

The wail of the siren,
the roar of the train,
you said goodbye,
it'ill never be the same.

You walk the line of fearlessness.
You cross the line of recklessness.
and you fight the line of hopelessness.
I want to be part of the scene
when we rebuild the 
City of Dreams.

City of Dreams...

Web City of Dreams loud  for web- 5:26:20, 2.41 PM

City of Dreams (a NYC story)

Upbeat Quadrille (a happy song)

ALTAR OF GOLD

When we crossed that river
we were desperatos for sure.
We had our six-shooting guns 
and our jingle-jangle spurs.

There weren’t one among us
that hadn’t done time.
There weren’t one among us
without gold on his mind.

We rode into Guatalupe
without a sound
to the church of San Pedro
in the centre of town.

If I told you our plan
your blood would run cold,
the altar of the church
is made of solid gold.

A procession with flowers
at high noon,
a wedding procession,
a bride and a groom.

With them angels watching
from high above,
us desperatos laughed
in the face of love.

Like a herd of of long-horns
we made our stampede,
driven by madness
and blinded by greed.

When the bells tolled
I knew I was done,
the Padre with the cross
he pulled out a gun.

The altar shone
in the sacred dark,
a shot rang out
and echoed through my heart.

Instead of a wedding,
a funeral they had.
Things had gone 
from good to bad.

In the square, the Padre blessed
this desperato’s dance of death.
As I marched where ya can’t come back
the sky went dark and the sun went black.

I sing this song,
from the grave
a warning from beyond, 
your soul to save.

When we crossed that river
heading back from town
those desperatos left me 
lying on the ground.

Altar of Gold

Angel over-dosed down the stairs,
came back to life and began to tear
at everything standing 
in her way.

Homeless priest waving the flag
marching up and down the main drag
chasing a woman from 
the old regime.
It's just another dirty city scene
and the whole thing is totally obscene.

I keep an ear to the word on the street
but oh, the way  the people speak,
I can't understand a word
they say.

They talk of God, country and love
but the message it don't come
from above.
Those people are down right mean,
while pretending we are all so clean.
The whole thing is totally obscene.

A crack whore covered in scabs
collapses in front of a taxi-cab
praying someone will
take her home.

But nobody knows the way today.
They  leave her alone and just walk away,
face down in a gutter of steam.
It's just another dirty city scene
and the whole thing is totally obscene.

So, pull your pants up
and wipe that smirk off your face,
quit acting like you own this place.
I have seen you tremble, you are afraid.

Don't plead that your powers have gone,
you still know your right from your wrong.
It's time to wake from this walking dream.
I can see through your little scheme,
and the whole thing is totally obscene.

Yes, I can see through your little scheme
and the whole thing is totally obscene.

Totally Obscene  Lo-Fi (drunken version, flaws and all)

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