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DON JAIL ROADWAY

by Chapeau

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1.
If I only knew what I wanted Surely I could steal it There’s got to be something that I need to get along If I had to take a life tonight God knows I would take it I’d break any law you could find, commit any crime ...wouldn’t I?
2.
I’m known Uptown, Downtown, Fortside, Donside Etobicoke, Scar’bro, North York city, c’mon I’m a dead-eyed, gun-slinging killer with a hot hand Well that’s the word on the street, but I’m really just a conman... Conning who? Spreading lies on the ave was the form of my defense Gooch Ave, Blong Ave, Six Points, Plug Hat Road Till I was caught by a chief hold-up in the north end On a Grassway or Vineway, Flaming Roseway I forget... He said “I’m glad we got to meet ‘cause I got a proposition A blood-soaked, no joke, point blank payday.” It seems my bad reputation put me in a worse position He said “I need three bodies and I don’t mean maybe… You dig?” They say the code of the con is to know just enough about everything So you can lie about anything But I wouldn’t know murder if it crept up slowly Put a hand on my mouth and stuck a knife right through me I had to put the breaks on before the plot got thicker I said “You got it wrong man, you see I ain’t no killer” But he kept on driving with a cold lack of interest He said “Of course you’re not son, now let’s get down to business.” Then he pushed a figure on me that was six whole digits And I almost lost my breath ‘cause now I’m chin-deep in it For that kind of bread… Who am I to say who I am?
3.
Doctor, if we may be furtive There are things that I’m unsure of "For instance?" If comes the time to act a thief Will I resolve to mete out grief Or crumple like an autumn leaf? Blown to oblivion Doctor? “It’s not my place to counsel crime” “I don’t intend to waste our time” Hear me out To steal a life, or two, or three A clutch of hoods, of thieves like me Just another rogue in the gallery Killer whales, vampire bats, Strangler figs, pedophile mushrooms I wouldn’t touch the innocent – whoever they are We take lesser lives just by waking up So what am I scared of? “To harm your own, to kill your kind” “You'd only kill yourself you’ll find” But if I’m willing to kill maybe I deserve to die So who am I scared of? Everyone gets what they deserve But what’s ‘deserve’? A man-made term Let me ask you Is there anything more preposterous Than two agreeing, nodding heads? Is the Bible true because it says it is? Doctor, please encourage me
4.
Well she’ll sit you down, then she’ll set you up She’ll take your money, but she’ll take no guff They don’t come any meaner, leaner or tough She’s a Rock Hardened Criminal Well she’ll take you in, then she’ll take you out She’ll make you scream, and she’ll make you shout And when she leaves you there she will leave no doubt That she’s a Rock Hardened Criminal She’s so hot – she must be 'cause she burned me But she’s so cold – to freeze my heart, and to steal what she stole Can I lend word to the transgressors here among us? Can I preach one little bad verse from this good book? Stand fast pilgrim, take another look… What did Paul say? Galatians 5:4 Abide by the law and suffer ‘ever more Genesis 3 – don’t eat from the tree Don’t eat from the tree of questioning You’re gonna get sick eating that fruit You’re gonna get too damned smart for your own damn good Ignorance is bliss son, didn’t you know that? There’s no real answers anyway Now we’re kicked out with leaves on – heaven’s gone If we ever did really have it at all It’s hard to remember back that far And I still feel naked the way we are There’s not enough clothes in the world to hide our shame The law of answers only justifies more questions We keep on asking just the same And the last question you can ask is: Do you really know what you know? But there ain’t no way of knowing 'Cause my hallowed knowledge tells me so There ain’t no logic, only that which seems logical There ain’t no magic, only that which seems magical My head is a prison I’ve been locked in from the start So if I'm treated like a criminal I might as well play the part I am a criminal – lay the blame upon me I am a criminal – I’ll bare these chains to be free I am a criminal – the case for crime has been made I am a criminal – the price for life will be paid
5.
Vive la nation qui a construit Teotihuacan. Ils n'étaient pas une fiction telle que Maldoror. Ils ont été à la guerre avec les dieux pour toujours. À la guerre avec la paix, à la paix avec la guerre. Ils réclament que la vie a été volée des dieux, Cela que nous n'avons été jamais censés pour l'avoir. Peut-être c'est pourquoi nous ne se comprend pas. Mais les humains l'ont pris de toute façon, Seulement parce qu'ils pourraient, Parce qu'ils n'ont eu aucune crainte. Des générations plus tard, quand le grand serpent fait varier a traversé la mer, Elles n'ont pas hésité à combattre cet envahisseur. Elles ne se sont pas inquiétées s'il venait le ciel ou d'Espagne. Elles étaient contentes pour livrer bataille qu'elles ont sue qu'elles perdraient. Comme la bataille contre le temps, Quand les dieux reprendront inévitablement ce qui appartient à elles. Mais cette nation adroite a su apaiser les dieux. Ils ont su prolonger l'à court terme qui est resté. Un sacrifice humain, chaque maintenant et puis, Jusqu'à ce qu'il n'ait pas y eu une seule gauche à tuer.
6.
“Before I agree to aid you, you must give me the names of victims” Do I really look that foolish? “We both know you’re incapable of doing this without me” “Now out with the names, all three of them” Did I say three? I suppose that’s fitting A holy ghost in our strange trinity A Platonic third man in our felosophy “Behold, the hands of my betrayer are with me at the table” Come now - I’m no more a betrayer than you’re a doctor “Guilty as charged. You know who I am." "I’m a criminal, and I know who you are.” “You commit crimes for criminals, and against them as well." "You are a criminal. You know who you are." "You know who sent me." I know who I am. Only room for one criminal Only time for one last crime 1 + 2 – 3 Felo de se -.~*~.- Is it any wonder how Things have come to be this way? Think I’ll have to tear it all down Start again - but it’s not that easy One plus one plus one, brick on brick on… Building to a sum that will not be built to Golden rules and Job, snakes and ladders Eden’s paradox – the fact of all matters Higher than infinity, less than nothing Apostate divinity, this tower is crumbling Raging trains of thought with just one weakness: Completely limited by unlimited incompleteness Therein lies the hook, or so we’ve reasoned But reason is the crook, oh sweet Lord please have mercy Higher than infinity, less than nothing Apostate divinity, this tower is crumbling Higher than infinity, less than nothing Will to live return to me when one plus one means something

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Commissioned and released by Brise-Cul Records in 2006 (SADE-050) at a crucial juncture in time when bad music was still the only good noise.


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released June 6, 2006

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Chapeau Toronto, Ontario

Est. 1999
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