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Goblins EP

by Kim Simpson

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1.
Little Dictators 03:16
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Who holds little dictators up on their shoulders? Who will own up to the blame? Could it be the ones who see power as a plaything, Only a spectator’s game? And they cheer when their team gets the ball Never mind when the bodies start to fall Who holds little dictators up on their shoulders? Who will own up to the blame? Who holds little dictators up on their shoulders? Who gives them license to rule? Could it be the ones who are fearful by nature, Easily taken for fools? They need a shaking fist to show them the way They hear a loud voice then quiver and sway Who holds little dictators up on their shoulders? Who gives them license to rule? Who holds little dictators up on their shoulders And lets this mad cycle repeat? Could it be the ones who need stories to tell, Keeping eyeballs on their scandal sheets Bypassing all self respect With a cold sense of cause and effect Who holds little dictators up on their shoulders And lets this mad cycle repeat?
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Here Come the Goblins 03:00
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Here come the goblins, baby Set loose by the warlocks in the mansion Here come the goblins, baby Set loose by the warlocks in the mansion What sort of trouble they have in mind I can only imagine They don’t care if you hurtin’, baby Or if you’ve got hungry mouths to feed They don’t care if you hurtin’, baby Or if you’ve got hungry mouths to feed Your misery is their cup of tea And they cackle just like jackals when you bleed They play chicken on the cliffside, baby And they want so bad to see you fall They play chicken on the cliffside, baby And they want so bad to see you fall They wanna tie you up and drag you in And feast on you at the warlock’s ball Here come the goblins, baby Set loose to fight the warlocks’ fight Here come the goblins, baby Set loose to fight the warlocks’ fight They always take their guns to town And only view their prey in black and white
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U.S. of N.R.A. 02:25
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We start the day with a moment of silence Pledge allegiance to the half-mast flag If we just buy more guns we’ll kill off gun violence Right off the shelf to the shopping bag And it’s just another day in the US of NRA The very first law is the Second Amendment Our code words sound like “freedom” and “rights” Our bang bang bang is our only contentment And our fear of losing it haunts our nights And it’s just another day in the US of NRA Here’s our definition for firearm safety: To protect at all costs our favorite toys We only vote for the suits with hefty Approval ratings from the bang bang boys And it’s just another day in the US of NRA
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Big White River 01:42
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Big White River USA Rose up high one gray November Big White River USA That’s the story that got delivered But something about that never rang true Some backwater dam work forced the issue Taking something that never was Made the bluebottle stink flies buzz Beating on a threadbare drum And watching it flow to the sewer it started from Big White River USA Mightier than the Mississippi Big White River USA Catch a ferry at Flimflam City Listen to the tourguide’s endless yammering His nonsense talking points jackhammering See the levels rise Right before your eyes It’s a polluted man-made waterway And they’re pumping it fatter every day Big White River USA Rose up high one gray November Big White River USA That’s the story that got delivered But something about that never rang true Some backwater dam work forced the issue Taking something that never was Made the bluebottle stink flies buzz Beating on a threadbare drum And watching it flow to the sewer it started from
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21st Century Memory Book 03:16
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Some devil snuck in and took Our 21st century memory book Cops will catch who they're gonna catch We're gonna start a new one from scratch By Lake Kavano we'll sing our songs Nowhere near the panopticon Out in the ether we'll invent new words Rename all the bugs, beast, fishes and birds Some devil snuck in and took Our 21st century memory book Crooked hands will do as they may We weren't using it anyway Ting rasha lay lee yaza lay lime We'll keep steady through all changes in time Under the glow of the mystery lights Singing our true songs every night Some devil snuck in and took Our 21st century memory book Crooked hands will do as they may We weren't using it anyway Forging our own kind of gold Why try to buy what can't be sold? Rolling with the whims of fate, But only in a way that we'll dictate Some devil snuck in and took Our 21st century memory book Some devil snuck in and took Our 21st century memory book

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Five acoustic Trump-era protest songs.

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released July 10, 2018

Recorded and mixed by Kim Simpson at home in Austin, Texas. All instruments played by Kim Simpson. Mastered by Cris Burns at Ameripolitan Studios.

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Kim Simpson is a singer-songwriter, guitarist, author and radio host who lives in Austin, Texas.

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