Rhythm of Life

Updated with new guitar track and remixed_260524

@the-failed-states: lead vocals, guitars
@Kajati Kajati: Backing Vocals, Fretless bass, drum prog. electric guitar. 


I thought I could get off lightly
when I wash I pray to you nightly
and it can get frightening
alone in my room
When I let my thoughts come
over to you

sensors indicate I'm lost in space
i couldn't find my way out of a paper bag
sensors indicate I'm lost in space
i couldn't find my way out of a paper bag
 
I caught myself laughing
over something stupid you said
i can’t quite remember the context
but that thought got stuck in my head

sensors indicate we're lost in space
we couldn't find my way out of a paper bag
sensors indicate we're lost in space
we couldn't find my way out of a paper bag

And you ask me what planet I’m on
one where the stars are never right
you can cut the air with a knife
where the sun don’t go down without a fight
yeah the sun don’t go down out of spite

Part of the Toxic Kajati project. see: https://soundcloud.com/politricked
The song was written by my musical colleague @the-failed-states
the-failed-states: Guitars & vocals
San Kajati: fretless bass, backing vocals, production and mixing.

Lost in Space

if they named 
ahhh if they named 
if they named a lake after you
they’d probabaly call it superoir 

and if they did name a lake after you 
then i think that would be erie

but if i named a lake after you 
i wouldn’t call it placid

i had a dream
that i was living the dream
we had the perfect union
a fantastic house and 
wonderful children
and we never fought
no we never had a fight
‘cause you were always right

they should name a mountain after you something unmovable

if they did name a mountain after you then that would be unusual

or better still a volcano
an unpredictable volcano 
i would name a volcano
becaue i call you krakatoa

i had a dream 
that i was living on the streets
i wasn’t doing so well
i saw our car pull up at the lights
i screamed and yelled 
trying to be seen
but the lights went green

yeah the lights were green

and i had a dream
that the lights were green

The Great Lakes

Next Time

a man described as a homeless Santa
was seen knocking on doors in the area 
and he’s an opportunist
oh yeah
for him, it ain’t Christmas
it aint even close

local paper
whats news today 
local paper
whats news today 
Vocal stranger 
What are your views today

I dunno. I just read it for the sport



a man described as a hopeless romantic
seen taking photos in the quiet carriage
and he’s an opportunist
oh yeah
oh yeah
oh yeah

local paper
whats news today 
local paper
whats news today 
local paper
whats news today 
local paper
whats news today 
Vocal stranger 
What are your views today

I dunno. I can’t really read

Local Paper

The Failed States: Lead vocals, rhythm guitar, keys and bass
Kajati: Backing vocals, Lead guitar. production
@kajati @the-failed-states

Lyrics:
In the garden there’s a man 
who sits on his hands
watching the world go by
he’s innocent of all things
except maybe guilt 
that he hasn’t done enough, or even tried

His eyes are closed so he won’t see a thing 
but if you ask him he’ll probably just lie

Pre chorus

talk is cheap and you buy heaps with your two cents

Verse
a woman on this train is lost in a game
trying to get the squares to line up
she’s washed her hands 
so her conscience is clean 
and anyway, she’s reached her stop
   
she’s blocked her ears so she can’t hear a thing, 
and if you ask her she won’t bother replying.   
    
Chorus

talk is cheap and you buy heaps with your two cents
no real opinions you just sit on the fence
commenting breathlessly you’re just making noise
your words have no meaning your voice is annoying

Garden

remastered and mixed 080924.

@the-failed-states: Matt's composition, plays guitar and sings
@kajati: plays guitar, bass, piano and strings

I walked around the corner and bumped into myself
It was a really really awkward moment
I was wearing blue jeans and a baseball cap
Not something I would have chosen

We stood there talking on that crowded street
I told me that I looked much older
Please leave me alone I have to get to work
I said only okay can you lend me ten dollars

Now when I go out for a drive
I’m in the back seat giving me advice  
Driving too fast turn left turn right
I’d stop and kick me out, but far I’m too polite 

Chorus

I won’t leave me alone  
I won’t leave me alone 
I won’t leave me alone  
I won’t leave me alone

I Wont Leave Me Alone

This song was written several years back and has received multiple plays on our SoundCloud, on the @the-failed-states page, and on the @kajati page. But I always felt that it needed a better intro. It occurred to me listening to it the other day that the end of the song should also be the introduction of the song, drawing it out more before the vocals come in.

@the-failed-states: Lyrics, main vocals, guitars
@kajati: Composition, Bass, Guitars, Keys and Production.

Tasted blood in my my mouth
as I picked myself up from the dirt
remember you standing over me
saying get up you aint hurt

these missing teeth are important to me 
something to remember you by
you taught me well
you taught me that
its useless to stand and fight

—chorus—
I’ve got clean hands 
and I’m weak at  the knees
so I can’t really take a stand
and anyway, I’ve got cold feet


Being bold is the safest road
something a brave man would say
when it’s time for me to leave finally
I hope I’ll have the guts to run away

—chorus—
I’ve got clean hands 
and I’m weak at  the knees
so I can’t really take a stand
and anyway, I’ve got cold feet

take a hike in my boots
over the eggshells that you leave in your wake
cover your face, protect your eyes
there’s more to baggage than weight 

I’m a creature from the deep
luminescent in the dark
but I’ll evolve
stand up tall 
grow a spine and shout 

—chorus—
I’ve got clean hands 
and I’m weak at  the knees
so I can’t really take a stand
and anyway, I’ve got cold feet

cold feet remix

Song by @the-failed-states @kajati
Vocals, guitars, bass, keys: @the-failed-states
Backing Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Production and mastering:@Kajati

VERSE 1
I walk to work on a conveyor belt
I walk the wrong way, but it takes me anyway
Past the flowers and the trees 
Past the homeless on their knees
My office has no colour subtle shades of grey
Someone designed it to be that way it brighten my day 

CHORUS
Morning comes, and then it goes
I’d fly paper planes out the window 
But these windows can’t open
And the doors are locked
So we sit here quietly and worship the clock

VERSE 2
My day at work is a progress bar  
It measures time spent and never seems to end 
Keep my desk neat
Remain in my seat.
When all I want to do is get up and leave
Yeah all we want to do is get up and leave

CHORUS
Morning comes, and then it goes
I’d fly paper planes out the window 
But these windows can’t open
And the doors are locked
So we sit here quietly and worship the clock

Outro
My journey home is a production line 
Packed into cans with nowhere to stand

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VERSE 1
My walk to work is a conveyor belt
I walk the wrong way, but it takes me anyway
Past the flowers and the trees 
Past the homeless on their knees
My office has no colour just gentle shades of grey
Someone designed it to be that way, it brightens my day 

CHORUS
Morning comes, and then it goes
I’d fly paper planes out the window 
But these windows can’t open
And the doors are locked
So we sit here quietly and worship the clock

VERSE 2
My day at work is a progress bar  
It measures time spent and never seems to end 
I keep my desk neat
And remain in my seat.
When’s that progress bar gonna actually complete    
Cause all I want to do is get up and leave


VERSE 3
My journey home is a production line 
Packed into cans with nowhere to stand

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