note - I do N O T take A N Y credit for this track and will it remove if I'm asked to by the original creator

Allies or Enemies - by The Crane Wives

The Hand That Feeds - by The Crane Wives

Nunemaker's Swingset

Nunemaker's Parable

whysomad?

Recording: Jake Diamond
Mixing: Jake Diamond
Mastered by Peter Bonaventure

Devil and the Deep Blue Sea - Home to Me

Tracked and Mixed by Ian Gorman at La Luna. Mastered by Glenn Brown.

The Crane Wives - The Garden

V1
Welcome to Lady Hell
there's no men among the creatures
Cause we prefer to customize every feature
To make sure that hades is the bane of every lady in the the world, whether she's a woman or a girl
V2
You may expect to encounter cliches
Of endless chores, thankless children to raise
But trapping women in a kitchen is too kitsch to be a prison
But here's the real smite of the feminine afterlife

C1
Though there's a crowd in her cell
everyone's preoccupied with everyone else
She can never ever edge a word in herself
Cause no one will listen to her in lady hell

For as sad as it seems
Somehow she’s still holding on to all of her dreams
Even though we know she’ll never break from this spell (whoa, oh, oh)
She can't let go in lady hell

v3
Look around there are no tricks to pass the time
Forever occupied with greener grass upon her mind
and finds no satisfaction in the finest of distractions
Though she dolls herself up she will never quench her passion

We theorized that the greatest form of torture 
is to keep her here and to endlessly ignore her
Took it to market and we did obtain
loneliness is our darkest brand of pain

c2
Though there's a crowd in her cell
everyone's preoccupied with everyone else
She can never ever edge a word in herself
Cause no one will listen to her in lady hell

For as sad as it seems
Somehow she’s still holding on to all of her dreams
Even though we know she’ll never break from this spell (whoa, oh, oh)
She can't let go in lady hell

Bridge
Ahhhhh, Come on there's always room
Ahhhhh, We've saved a place for you

c3
Though there's a crowd in your cell
everyone's preoccupied with everyone else
You can never ever edge a word in yourself
Cause no one will listen to you in lady hell

For as sad as it seems
Somehow you’re still holding on to all of her dreams
Even though we know you’ll never break from this spell (whoa, oh, oh)
You can't let go in lady hell

You’ll never break from this spell
You can’t let go in Lady Hell

Dirt Poor Robins - Welcome To Lady Hell

Released on October 28th, 2008. Written by Thomas & Paul Dutton. Produced & Mixed by Casey Bates.

The End And The Beginning (ft. Brendon Urie & Greta Salpeter)

Hands up if life is getting stressful
And shout if you are saddened by the news
I need some tips to cope,
some data or some anecdotes,
'cause right now nothing's workin' for my blues

Sometimes I deal by playing music
and sometimes I relax by reading books
Sometimes I go downtown,
climb a tree and don't come down
and throw a bunch of pinecones at people

A crowd has formed around my tree,
just out of reach, and the police have
blocked the street on every side
But no one can climb it and
I think its 'cause they know I have
a pinecone here for everyone who tries

I yell: I'm gonna live to be a hundred
I'm gonna see them cure disease
Then I'm gonna watch them
go to war over the royalties so
if you need me, I'll be in the tree

If you need me, I'll be in the tree
There's several cameras pointed up into my tree
it seems the world's concerned with what I might do next…
Throwing pinecones at photographers
from up here in this conifer
like Tarzan getting scouted by the Mets

Yeah, I'm gonna live to be a thousand
Got robot arms and run on robot feet
Got robot legs and robot head
and my robot ass don't know it yet but
I'd be better off back in the tree

So if you need me, I'll be in the tree…

'Cause no one's asking what would drive me up this pine
Is it protest? Am I being paid to preach or advertise?
No, this non-deciduous decision was all mine
You can show a horse the ropes
but no, you cannot make him climb

And this tree's a makeshift metaphor and I prefer to think
I'm just a stressed out Christmas ornament
who needs some space to breathe
And if the camera crews and crowded streets
and dozens of police
are my endless pressures manifested down below my tree
Then this giant stack of pinecones…
They are the lame and immature ways I deal with them
But also how satisfying it is to do so...
To dome one... when they're not looking... yeah

I'm gonna live to be a million
Longer than the flowers, birds and bees
but if I start to come undone,
make like a tree and hug someone
Everybody needs a place to breathe
just recognize when it is time to leave

I'm probably gonna live forever
but should I die (and that may be preferred)
take me out and bury me
and plant a tree right over me
so I may help someone escape the world

Yeah, I may help someone escape the world

The End And The Beginning (ft. Brendon Urie & Greta Salpeter)

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