Who is that blue, glowing guy -- the ghost of Blue Rooms past? The ghost of Blue Room Post? The spirit of 76ers? The Philadelphia phantom? Ted Specter?

Soon Be Leaving This Town (Original Mix)

Produced by Steel Tipped Dove
Mixed and Mastered by Tenacity 
Artwork by Oscar 1992

Premiered by Paper Mag: http://bit.ly/1VqGmet

May: Protective Spells

I am the God of Hellfire… And I bring you—


All hail Vetruvius! Spittin’ fire like Mt. Vesuvius. 
Post-modern Prometheus, I roast and burn like Icarus. 
Cherish this fallen bliss. I lick her kiss. Savor the taste of licorice.

Cummin’ like a supernova like she got a quota.
Love relentless, never over, like Casanova.
Love-drunk like its October, so I fuck her til’ she’s sober.
Motor-boat her. Bend her over. Witness greatness like Jehovah.

I’m a predator: See in infrared.
Self-respect, she ain’t got a shred.
Spread like butter on my bread.
I’m her Judge. I’m your Dredd.
I’m in your head like—

I am the God of Hellfire… And I bring you—FIRE! 

(Chorus)
Captured heavens fire in a Bic lighter. I ignite every desire.
Turn a pussy to a tiger, when she feels me push inside her.
I steal fire with a kiss… Prometheus.

FIRE!

Lead us hot into temptation, on her knees she finds salvation, 
Taking my dictation like she got oral fixation,
Tongue in cheek. Hide and seek. I get brain like I’m a geek.
The physique of an ancient Greek. Make her legs weak.

I open a portal never seen by any mortal.
Immortalized, eyes hypnotized.  
I rise like dark knight between her thighs.
End of days, burn and blaze. My mind’s a labyrinth—I amaze.

FIRE!

(Chorus)
Captured heavens fire in a Bic lighter. I ignite every desire.
Turn a pussy to a tiger, when she feels me push inside her.
Pen to the sheets, and I’m the writer. 
I steal fire with a kiss… Prometheus.

But what is this?—the truth I can’t dismiss.
I’m lost in the abyss, and I can only reminisce
About the man I once was: the one still wrapped up in gauze
From these female’s claws. Pause… Hold your applause!

It was never my intent to begin this descent.
Heaven-sent, yet hell-bent. I’m two-faced like Harvey Dent.
Welcome to my punishment—Disgrace and torment.

I am the God of Hellfire… And I bring you—

Wish I had abstained. Is this guilt? Is this pain?
Either way, this shit’s insane! Rain, wash away the stain.
Only colder as I grow older. Satan perched on my shoulder,
Chained to a boulder. Eagle pecking at my skin.

Can’t fill the space within. Call me Apollo.
When did I become so hollow? Never meant for her to follow. 
Too late. The flames swallow us both. I made an oath….
I spread fire with a kiss…  Prometheus.

Prometheus

Run… Embark in dark night with fate uncertain.
Drop curtain. Sparks ignite fighting to escape this hurtin’.
I’m Tim Burton; she’s my corpse bride. Dead inside. Tears I cried, 
But I won’t hide, cause pain subsides, and Clyde rides Bonnie on the side.

My feet make the ground quake. Voice makes the street shake.
Every bone about to break. Rejoice alone without the ache.
Wondering how I’m running here now. 
The thunder and clout turned wonder and doubt.
I’m under and out, but not down for the count.
Rebound and surmount. Never about to burn out.

Curious, like the cat with a knife in its back. Let the chips stack. 
All in on black-out drunk on a flashback.
Picture that, picture perfect moments from the past,
So evanescent. Didn’t think a single second it could last.

(Chorus)
Only laughter on my way up the ladder. 
Lonely hatter only madder. She's before, but now he's after.
Nice guy finished last, running from his past.
Better not stop, boy, the devil moves too fast.

Chased by the pain, I race laps through my brain. 
Embraced by the jane, I relapse into disdain.
I’m erased. It’s insane to be replaced by Lil' Wayne, 
But now your reign is in the gutter. Blame yourself and no other. 
I was your best lover. Oh sorry, did I stutter?

Disgrace—how does it taste? Faced with the waste of all you forsaked.
Checkmate. Use sex as your escape, but don’t forget about our Vegas tape. 
Hope it leaves you wide-awake with a stomachache.
Once again, I give, and you take. Shed your skin. I forgive your mistake.

Only out of pity, cold and alone in the windy city. 
Open your legs up to committee just so you can feel pretty.
Welcome to reality— Fatality.

(Chorus)
Only laughter on my way up the ladder. 
Lonely hatter only madder. She was before, but now I’m after.
Nice guy finished last, running from his past.
Better not stop, boy, the devil moves too fast.
 
Asked myself one question to refreshen my demeanor.
Last confession. My repression. Did I lessen or demean her?
Cause I outperform, leave the norm ripped and torn. 
Find identity in supremacy. Just call me Jason Bourne.

Residual disease. Think you’re an individual? Please. 
More like habitual tease. I know how you did wheeze.
A shell of your former self? Damn, I’ll inform you myself.
That joke only knew a fraction of what I do, 
so after subtraction, what do you add up to?

No more need to run. Victory’s sweet on my tongue.
Embraced by the sun. It ain’t lonely on the podium.
So you can live vicarious. There’s no more use comparing us.
The thought of repairing us— Now that shit is hilarious…

(Chorus)
Only laughter on my way up the ladder. 
Lonely hatter only madder. She was before, but now I’m after.
Nice guy finished last, running from his past.
Better not stop, boy, the devil moves too fast.

Gone... Gone... Gone...


I’m a Jekyll. I’m a Hyde. I’m the heart that you hide on the side.
Two-faced ace up your sleeve, cheated but never deceived.
So naïve to believe in your bluff. Guess one heart wasn’t enough, 
So I grieved. One-eyed Jack never thought to look behind his back and see
His Queen’s got a full house of Kings to receive. I guess it’s New Years Eve.

I’m just a guest in the Church.
Watch how the lust converts.
I follow inside, but you say I come first.
Just imagine if our roles were reversed.
Maybe then you’d understand my hurt.

You can say that you love me the most.
Raise a toast and boast that there’s no bloke close,
But he makes you feel alive, while I’m just a ghost.
I guess I’ll just sit back and let you fuck the host!

Can you see into the blacks of my eyes?
See me despise your words like lies. 
Say that you love me, but you lie with other guys.
I can’t feel the beat of my heart when it dies…

(Chorus x2)
I’ll be a Tin Man, turned gold.
Cast from a hateful mold.
Specimen to behold.
Prince charmer in an empty suit of armor without a soul.

I’m the joker in the deck. Loser crazed from neglect.
Left to reflect on every defect as girls dissect and disrespect,
But they won’t talk shit when I’m perfect.

Let’s pretend that you don’t have a boyfriend. 
How much money am I gonna have to spend
On drinks? In the end, side swiped by your best friend.
Bet Barbie’d take me home if I looked like Ken!  

I can play nice and meet your parents.
Mask my hate, so it ain’t so blatant.
Nice to meet you. What’s her curfew?
Buy whatever you like off the menu. 
Need a tissue. Girl I got you.
Just so long as you give away your virtue…

Oh! I’m a creep. I’m a weirdo. Yeah? You’ll Pass over me— 
But you’ll give it all up to him though?
What’s he got that I don’t have!? Except for a six-pack of abs.
Stare into the mirror, grab handful of flab. How sad. 
Thought it was hot to have the bod of a dad.

(Chorus x2)
I’ll be a Tin Man, turned gold.
Cast from a hateful mold.
Specimen to behold.
Prince charmer in an empty suit of armor without a soul.

Hapless actress ignoring her cue. 
Can’t tell me apart from the crew.
Guess I could never lead a scene with you. 
Just tell me all about your latest breakthrough.

How long do I have to listen ‘bout all the villains
You’ve been kissing and missing. The nice guy’s patience is thinning, 
Cuz only assholes are winning. The revolving door’s spinning, 
But there’s no getting in…

Then she booked a ticket. Couldn’t believe she did it.
My thoughts were illicit, thinking maybe she’d give it, 
but all she did was take and make it explicit she wouldn’t permit it.
Friendship was the limit. Then why did you visit?
Sex was implicit, and yet you prohibit.
You’re wicked, yet you wonder why I quit it? 
I’m addicted and I get it, just the friend who never benefited,
But I know you’ll crawl back when my body is gilded. 

(Chorus x2)
I’ll be a Tin Man, turned gold.
Cast from a hateful mold.
Specimen to behold.
Prince charmer in an empty suit of armor without a soul.

I’ll be an empty suit of armor without a soul…
Without a soul… Without a soul…
Without your love.


Tin Man (B-Side)

Can you hear my whisper?
I'm more than just a whisper.
I'm just a ghost. I'm just a figment from your past.
I wish you would remember.
That I'm more than just a whisper.

I remember running through dark Mississippi nights.
The only lights were behind me. They couldn't find me.
And I remember running through the streets of New Orleans.
My mask kept me from looking beside me, 
But still I knew it's you. The barefoot beauty tied me.

Can you hear my whisper?
I'm more than just a whisper.
I'm just a ghost. I'm just a figment from your past.
I wish you would remember.
That I'm more than just a whisper.

I remember running. Free and naked across California beaches.
The beauty she teaches me to be free, no matter what the light sees.
And I remember running. Packing up Los Angeles in cardboard boxes.
Looking up, the clock says that it's time to go. 
So I turn my back on beauty's glow!

Can you hear my whisper?
I'm more than just a whisper.
I'm just a ghost. I'm just a figment from your past.
I wish you would remember.
That I'm more than just a whisper.

In Phoenix I'm still running.
The light has fallen behind me. Once again.
There is no end to a race I run alone.
No beauty to be shown!

Can you hear my whisper?
I'm more than just a whisper.
I'm just a ghost. I'm just a victim.

Can you hear my whisper?
On this cold December.
I'm just a ghost. I'm just a victim.


Ghost

A rap song about Ray-Ban sunglasses.

Recording/Mastering by Noel Torres

Ray-Ban (feat. Teddy Walter, Bobby Simpson, Shianne Gobin)

Andras Ostrom

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