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   Tuesday, July 08, 2003  
my favorite band has a new song out.

by out i mean its on the Internet, for free, on their record label's web site.

it's called Star Time, and it's not the new single, it's a taste of what will come from their new cd.

which theyve just finished making for your asses.

i like it so much that i did something i hadnt done in a long time, i played it over and over until i had written down all the words.

some of the lines might be wrong, and if they are, oh well.

but here's what i figured out and here's the link to the mp3

i also made a little fake cd cover for it.

and now that ive told all of you about it i will listen to it again.

tsar plays spaceland this saturday night.

Tsar
"Star Time"
(whalen)
from the forthcoming yet-to-be-named cd
Hollywood Records

LA is the place to be, and if it aint as shocking as it used to be
take the bullet out your head
put it back in the gun
get your finger on the trigger

welcome, everybody, to the city of sound
they feast on the defeated
turn the city around
all they want to do is get up on your action.
let em go.

my brothers are all proud rockers
wild and aloof and trippin on acid.
my sisters are all stun stunners
wired to the roof and rolling on adam.

baby you live like a suicide
hell, somebody's got to stand up and die

well, i think i live down in hollywood
never liked no fraud who wastes his money for food
for fifteen-minute freaks
to fan the flannel flame
cuz he used you, man.

come on,
pass the pipe and take the test
cuz youre the young lee harvey
man, you're david koresh,
and if you dont dig that
why dont you go home
and watch some tivo, fucker

my sisters are all nice rockers
shoes to the roof, and looking up at my way.
my brothers are all jean-cutters,
glued to the tube and jumping like an osprey.

the hey hey never let me down
they love the sound of it getting around

and we say, oh
american girl
fill my heart with gladness, lord
you gotta save my soul
clean my mouth of sadness,
lord

my brothers are all proud rockers
trippin on acid.
my sisters are all stun stunners
rolling on Adam.
x2

wash these devils off

star time
rock n roll
make up your mind
to this world, come on,
get ready to let it rock on

star time
we'll steal the show
so many miles to goooooooo

and let it rock on

get ready
to let it
rock on
x3




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