Dharma Overground Band

Song by;
Emil - vocals, synth, mix
Tim F. Farrington - lyrics
Che Guebuddha - guitar, mix

'From Where I Sit" - 3rd Edit

Dear God Please Send Me To Hell

Let's Smoke Some Weed (Version 2)

Buzz Face

Go Get Your Gun / Accoustic

Composed and mixed by Kalle Ylitalo. Jukka Kääriäinen on guitar, Otto Eskelinen on Alto Saxophone and Janne Mathlin on drums. Recorded by Jarkko Viinamäki. Featured on "Expansion" (Panda Music, 2016)

Getaway

Jensen P12Q / Silverface Pro Reverb (1973)

http://helenaruth.com/muse
i said: "i wanted to try not being afraid, but i still am. only you ever weren't. i envied that, you know? even though i shouldn't have. 

don't i get to be anything else? don't i even get the chance to show mercy? i think i saw it then; teeth and eyes. terrible. a body of despair. an impossible longing. 

the sanctuary in the dark. we sat, daring, solid, on the guardrail of the balcony, on the smell of polished wood. 
even though i knew how to play the organ, 
we sat in silence. 
it's the last place anyone would look."

lyrics:
(oh) 

would you call me the devil, if you 
saw it in my eyes? would you 
cast me to the floor, so wicked… 
i don’t think i could cry, and if you 
kill all your daughters, if you’ve no 
mercy on your sons, if you 
let the red-tide waters, if you 
let these waters run 

well, i’ve heard this before 
i’ve heard this, i 
i’ve heard this before 
i’ve heard this 
i, i’ve heard this before 
i’ve heard this, i 
i’ve heard this before 
i’ve heard… 

that the devil is the same as me 
and angels who would greet the sea, then 
come to rest down at my feet. 
their hair’s the same, but their eyes don’t bleed 

and the devil’s never met her match 
her eyes are wide, her voice is cracked 
and if you slept without a bat, 
i think you could be glad of that 

well the devil is the same as me 
his body’s bursting at the seams 
his eyes are wide, his words are mean 
i’m jealous, i’m not so obscene, well. 

the devil’s never met their match 
the doors are locked, the windows’s latched, but 
if i slept without a bat 
i wouldn’t worry ‘bout all that 

'cause i’ve heard this, i 
i’ve heard this before 
i’ve heard this 
i, i’ve heard this before 
i’ve heard this, i 
i’ve heard this before 
i’ve heard… 

so why 
make me the devil? think i 
outta play the rebel? think i like 
sleeping in the stable? you think there’s 
blood, beneath my nails? 

so why 
must we be the devils? can’t you 
see she's child? can’t you 
let me live once wild? won’t you say 
that i’m worthwhile, 
would 
you. 
... 
call me the devil, if you 
saw it in my eyes? would you, 
cast me to the floor, so wicked… 
i don’t think i could cry, and if you 
kill all your daughters, if you’ve no 
mercy on your sons, if you 
let the red-tide waters, if you 
let these waters run… 

… 

well, i’ve heard it before. ✦

The Muse and the Devil

The Devil Is the Same as Me

http://helenaruth.com/muse
i said, "you think 
that because you're a god, you deserve everything 
so you demand love. 
but even gods are human in this regard; 
even even you cannot steal devotion. 
if, truly, you deserved love 
it would be your first love's hand you took, not mine. 
oh, but dionysus, my husband, where is that boy? 
long gone, gored by a bull so beautiful he couldn't help but try to ride it? 
so i thought. 

you were just children then. 
so was i. 
if nothing else, we are the same in this; 
the bull took everything from us both. 

i think about that all the time."

lyrics:
I won’t be left behind 
I won’t be buried for the dozenth time 
I’m saying, I won’t die! 
I’m going to live without the starry sky 

So spare me your mysteries! 
You fatal jewelry… 
Your wreathes, 
Your hands, that reach down to me 
A beast 
Who claims he "loves me truly" 
I won’t be fleeced 
I’m leaving you, see? 

I won’t be left behind 
No, I won’t be buried for the dozenth time 
I’m saying, I won’t die! 
I’m going to live without the starry sky 

Wife of mischief 
Daughter of trouble 
Sister, misfit 
Devil in the eyes of a devil 

Wife of mischief 
Daughter of trouble 
Sister, misfit 
Devil in the eyes of a devil 

(wife of mischief) I won’t be left behind 
daughter of trouble 
(sister, misfit) nah, I won't be buried 
devil in the [eyes/arms] of a devil 

(wife of mischief) and if this ruin's mine 
daughter of trouble 
(sister, misfit) 
well, it's what I married. 

I 
won’t 
be left 
be- 
hind 
. 
I won’t be buried 
fo- ⦿r 
the dozenth ti- 
i- 
ime 
. 
... 
★

Wife of Mischief

Somewhere around 1990, the college band I was in, which went variously by the names "We the Cats", "Lost Cause" and Danger Mouse", made a demo in the basement of the Ugly House. The band broke up soon thereafter, but I found the old 1/4" 8-track reels, remastered them hastily, and present them here in the spirit of nostalgia. Playing on this demo are Chris Seagle (guitar, lead vocals, keyboard), Markland Fountain (bass, vocals), Jason (drums, can't remember his last name), and myself Daniel Ingram (guitar, vocals, recording). Amplifier is a dB's cover, Wall of Sleep is a Smithereenes cover, Don't You Forget About Me is obviously a cover by Simple Minds, Battleship Chains is a Georgia Satellites cover, Surf's Up at the Casbah is an original (with help on the lyrics from Vance Weatherly), White Boyz is an original. Enjoy!

LC Demo 4 White Boyz

upped the volume on vocals and lowered the volume of drum and bass a bit as well as lead guitars volume down.

'When Impermanence Howls' with lyrics 3rd  edit

Lyrics by Tim FF, vocals and music by Che (me)

'Dark Night Of The Soul' 2nd edit

The Arising & Passing Away

Lyrics by Tim FF
guitar and vocals by Papa Che
keyboard by Emil
drum and bass by TRIO Plus


Lyrics - Bar(do) of Last Resort

In the bar of last resort,  
darkened hearts meet broken souls,  
and every wounded traveler reports  
their utter failure to be whole.

angels pour the drinks for free  
while the smoke of hopeless dreams  
feeds the demons’ glee in HERE.  
But nothing really in HERE is what it seems.

And every realm is water running through,  
under this bridge no one can ever cross.  
And everyone is asking what to do,  
crippled with grief and drowning in their loss.

Chorus;
and it’s better never to have started,  
it’s better never asking what and why and who.  
But it’s too late now, my friend: the broken-hearted  
have to go on and on, until the journey’s through.

Bar(do) Of Last Resort (with keyboards)

Che Guebuddha Sound

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