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Break Our Fall

"Promise Land" is a song off of Dispatch's new album Break Our Fall, out now.

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LYRICS:
One man get killed by a man sworn to protect him
we reeling and dealing and elect a white nationalist president
Unconvicted people just sitting in prison
Families are struggling to swim against the corporate system 

is this the promise land 
who is the promised man 

He only talks when the chopper blades spinning
chopper help the ego of the narcissist kidling
but we need to look at our selves, more or less how we voted
What’s that tell you now, tells you that we wrote it 

I guess it should come as no surprise 
Its just you’d think that we’d have done better, with all the time, all the generations 
And now we’re on the edge of loosing it all, if we don’t kill each other, Mother Nature will 
And can you blame her,, all we have is each other, all we have is you

Promise Land (feat. Raye Zaragoza)

"The Poet Nurse And The Identical Queen" is a song off of Dispatch's new album Break Our Fall, out now.

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LYRICS:
She bled so hard during his birth
she was the middle child, the poet nurse
to the union dying swayback horse
and the future of the universe

can we get the king to catch the cannonball
When he was on the high wire
And the queen was on the trapeze, hanging from her knees
She could see revolution in the nose bleeds with a smile a mile wide

She found her son’s heart that lives in a lucky unlucky man
To the strangers chest she holds her hand
he getting lost in the ceiling fan
and his modified American plan

can we get the king to catch the cannonball
When he was on the high wire
And the queen was on the trapeze, hanging from her knees
She could see revolution in the nose bleeds with a smile a mile wide

The outcast, is digging in the yard
He found the mast of the Scottish second guard
But wait, when he found the Van Gogh
but no one lent an ear

can we get the king to catch the cannonball
When he was on the high wire
And the queen was on the trapeze, hanging from her knees
She could see revolution in the nose bleeds with a smile a mile wide

Isn’t there a peace we all been looking for
Day and night Far and wide
Don’t everybody got to just grab hold, lock souls
All rising and prizing on the high tide

The Poet Nurse And The Identical Queen

Les Claypool's Duo De Twang - D's Diner

Jon Gutwillig- Guitar
Marc Brownstein- Bass
Allen Aucoin- Drums
Aron Magner- Keyboard, Synths

Written By: The Disco Biscuits
Published By: Try the Veal Inc (ASCAP)
Produced By: The Disco Biscuits and Benji Vaughan
Recorded At: Studio 4, Conshohocken, PA
Recorded By: Phil Nicolo and Ian Cross
Mixed By: Benji Vaughan
Mastered By: Brian Gardner, Bernie Grundman Mastering

To purchase visit www.discobiscuits.com
For Lyrics, Thank Yous, and more credits visit www.discobiscuits.com/OWLAC

Lunar Pursuit

Born in the desert heat, forged by sweat and fire ,  she wasn't raised on frozen lakes, but that didn’t stop her from becoming a legend between the pipes.

"The Ballad of Señor Pantalones Rojo" is a hard-driving outlaw country epic about a lone Arizona goalie who trained under the burning sun to take down the most feared name on skates ,  the infamous, red-pants-wearing enigma: Señor Pantalones Rojo.

He’s fast. He’s ruthless. He plays dirty and smiles while doing it.
But she didn’t come all this way to lose. From goalie camp to solo sessions in the dry heat, she built herself to block, hit, and strike back.

Now it’s game day. The final standoff happens not in a stadium, but on an old outdoor rink, surrounded by dust, dusk, and the ghosts of everyone who ever underestimated her.
No refs. No mercy. No way out.

This isn’t just hockey. It’s war.

The Ballad of Señor Pantalones Rojo

Li(f)e

Slow Man

"SEASON 1" EP available for free NOW at www.tinyurl.com/Season1EBM

Physical versions of the EP on Galactic Blue-and-Orange Colored Vinyl, limited edition Phaser Beam Glitter Cassette, or Autographed CD NOW at www.StrangeFamous.com

EBM is on the road all through 2018! Upcoming tour dates can be found at
www.strangefamousrecords.com/events/

PLAY the EPIC BEARD MEN WEB GAME at http://EpicBeardMen.com!

After a decade of sharing stages and crafting collaborations in the studio, real-life rap BFFs SAGE FRANCIS and B. DOLAN have finally caved to years of fan pressure to form an official group: EPIC BEARD MEN. The super-duo embraced the absurd name as a reminder to themselves that, while they tackle a lot of difficult subject matter in their solo work, this group’s mission boils down to one thing: “This is supposed to be fun, for fuck’s sake.”

The “SEASON 1” EP is stacked with a signature blend of dusty breaks and absurdist lyrics, infectious grooves and slapping snares, plus the effortless rapport of two of indie rap’s best passing the baton back and forth with the only other emcee capable of running this rap race at such a breakneck pace. EBM’s full-length debut album is slated to drop in October. In the interim, fans can expect videos, remixes, social media meltdowns, and lots...’o...touring.

Keep up with the adventures of the Epic Beard Men at:

www.Twitter.com/EpicBeardMen 
www.Facebook.com/EpicBeardMen 
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Season 1

"TWO DIFFERENT WORLDS" - Epic Beard Men [Season 1 EP]

Keep On Keepin' On

Love Is a Gun

"May We All" is a song off of Dispatch's new album Break Our Fall, out now.

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LYRICS:

He went to Hyannis to let go of Alice for the third and final time 
I asked him if it worked when he got back, he said he didn’t have the time 
 
the time to tell me anything or the time to let her go
But I guess it wasn’t a good time to press, so I guess I’ll never know, I’ll never know
 
on the way back looking straight ahead, we were hypnotized by the road
saw the coins on the dashboard truck and decide that they could float
 
in the air I looked down at the time, and mistook it for the radio
I thought about the little choices we made along and the song played on as if it didn’t know 
 
May we all be forsaken:
Like the soldier trying to leave, the mother trying to sleep

May we all be mistaken:
about our current state, about the current of hate 
 
bleeding on and on and on to sell our soul
Asked me why I was crying, said I stubbed my toe, and I wanted to blame the roots of the trees for pushing up the concrete but now I know
 
in the air I looked down at the time, and mistook it for the radio
I thought about the little choices we made along and the song played on as if it didn’t know 
 
May we all be forsaken:
like the black man trying to breathe, or the woman that’s never believed 
 
May we all be mistaken:
about our current state, about the current of hate 
Bleeding on and on and on and sell our soul
Ask me why I was crying, said I stubbed my toe and I wanted to blame the roots of the trees for pushing up the concrete but now I know 
May we all be forsaken:
Like the soldier trying to leave, the mother trying to sleep
May we all be mistaken:
about our current state, about the current of hate
May we all be forsaken:
like the black man trying to breathe, or the woman that’s never believed 
May we all be mistaken:
about our current state, about the current of hate

May We All

"All This Time" is a song off of Dispatch's new album Break Our Fall, out now.

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LYRICS:
I saw it for a second but then the light was fading 
Sister morphine was my lady in waiting
Can I help it if I can’t help it now, all the stories I tell myself 
What can I say to you all, it’s fair to say, no words will do 
 
All this time, time is speeding, it’s hard to recognize the life we’re leading 
it’s time to trip the light of the evening and go now
And in this land there’s shade and shadow, we break bread and consecrate the battle
cradle to the grave, sword to the saddle, it’s each other we will miss 
 Oh the happiest moment of my life, was the saddest moment of my life
Was in prison when my daddy died
They didn’t tell me for fear of suicide 
Told me when I got outside, I started using as soon as I was alone that night 
And I died and I went up straight to him
He said where you been, my troubled son
All this time, time is speeding, hard to recognize the life we’re leaving 
it’s time to trip the light of the evening and go now
And in this land there’s shade and shadow, we break bread and consecrate the battle
cradle to the grave, sword to the saddle, it’s each other we will miss 
 
Oh the happiest moment of my life, was the saddest moment of my life
 
Oh my love can I just sit and hold your face. We finally made it here but now the light is low.
 
All this time, time is speeding, hard to recognize the life we’re leaving 
it’s time to trip the light of the evening and go now
And in this land there’s shade and shadow, we break bread and consecrate the battle
Now I’m feeling kind of faint, I think I need to lay down    
 
Oh you almost saved me
You almost saved me
You almost saved me now
All this time we pledge allegiance to the tune of a thousand treasons 
One nation under something, under water, under mass incarceration
In the age of feast and famine can we disrupt the social canon
Let our children lead s’we all believe, let us see the forest for the trees

All This Time

"One by One" is a song off of Dispatch's new album Break Our Fall, out now.

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LYRICS:
Came of age racing round the Georgia hills
Grew tall and straight around the backwood stills
you could do anything on the court and field, but you preferred getting high on the roof of the motel
 
One by one all the living that we done, how the days they seemed so long and true
One by one all the whiskey that got drunk, nothing ever felt as good as you
 
I saw you first from the back of the room
We drank together by the light of the moon
Built a fire and slept when the ground chooses you and wake up with the morning sun
 
One by one all the living that he done, how the days they seemed so long and true
One by one all the whiskey that got drunk, nothing ever felt as good as you
 
But can you give us all a sign, I don’t know how to let go or hold tighter still,
remember when you were mine
but now it’s all over, no chance to reconsider, I want to call you in from the outside, I want
to call you in for dinner
but you’re not there, you’re not there, what do I do with the years I have left that don’t belong to you
 
One by one all the living that he done, how the days they seemed so long and true
One by one i got whiskey i got drum, nothing ever felt as good as you
 
Let’s get a jump on this, before it’s too late, can we love each other harder before we all fade away, if there’s any way that we can live without you, it’s to live with all the love that you gave

One by One

GarciaLive Volume 15: May 21st, 1971 Keystone Korner

The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down (Live) [feat. Jerry Garcia]

"As Old As I" is a song off of Dispatch's new album Break Our Fall, out now.

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LYRICS:
higher yet my love, the water is rising 
up on the counter my love, grab a hold tightly — 
don’t you let go my dear, I can’t let you die 
Til your old as I, as old as I, old as I 

look both ways my dear, don’t trip on your laces
But here you lie shot in your sleep by a bullet gone stray 
you gave me your blessing, to keep you alive til ur 
old as I, as old as I, as old as I …  
  
I’ll take all your baggage, and I’ll give you mine,
For the passage of the time, for the distance as old as i, as old as I … as old as I

As Old As I

"The Legend of Connie Hawkins" is a song off of Dispatch's new album Break Our Fall, out now.

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LYRICS:
Down on the courts in Bed Stuy
A legend rose from the streets
Just a poor kid with no use for what the others called gravity 

People came from all around to see young connie Hawkins do his thing
When the hawk went up against the best at Rucker park
oh how the choir would sing   

High flying kid do you know what you just did 

Is It just a dream love, is it just a dream love, steady you go
Hey pa I think I’m gonna make it, I’m going away on a one way ticket 
Is it just a dream love, is it just a dream love, steady you go 
round here those are always sinking, folks will say connie what were you thinking 

He lead the team in Highschool he never once got beat two years in a row
Got a scholarship to Iowa and knew that he had to go
he sent a letter home, to his papa, said papa I’m going to the nba 
But then out of nowhere his name got dropped into a scandal, always someone got to pay 

I got to got to got to get going now pop, there’s a detective here from the DA 
He’s telling me they’ll lock me away, if I don’t say what he wants me to saaaaaaaay 

So to all the kids on the back home lots, I swear it isn’t like they say 
the investigators pushed me around, and then I was black balled by the nba 

That playground legend, who could dunk when he was eleven, with super natural abilities, long before MJ before the Doctor. 
His Dreams were stolen, stomped on and thrown in, never got his day in the sun 
And now here lies High Flying Hawkins the greatest player that never was

So to all the kids on the back home lots, I swear it isn’t like they say 
the investigators pushed me around, and I was black balled by the nba 
His Dreams were stolen, stomped on and thrown in, never got his day in the sun 
And now here lies High Flying Hawkins the greatest player there ever was

The Legend of Connie Hawkins

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