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Lyrics by Erik Davis & Mark Nichols
Music by Mark Nichols
Performed by Anastasia Gillespie, Mikey B, Jenneviere, Phat Mandee

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FAR TONIGHT (THE ESPLANADE SONG)

CANDYFLIP
We’re gonna go far tonight
Gonna guzzle it down tonight
There’s so much to do and so
many ways to do it
It’s like chasing a star through
the sky
Or distracting yourself with
distraction
If you keep your eyes open and
blazing you’ll see
The footwork of synchronicity

This is the city you’ve heard about
The neon nitty gritty
And the freaks are out
A great big blinky town
A labyrinth of clowns
For your amusement and
amazement
Stimulation and engagement
Remember you’re the
entertainment too
Here’s to the death march of fun!

BUD
We’re gonna rage hard tonight
We’re gonna party past morning light
I’ll be the mack
Cause they’ll know where I’m at,
that’s right
With my sweet furry cowboy hat
And the whiskey in my camel pack
Not to mention I already
dropped LSD
This’ll be so damn rad for me

BROOK
This might be nothing but smoke
and mirrors
Or society’s grinding gears
Loneliness is not an excuse for
Vegas
And everyone’s in their own world
Running round like a lost boy or girl
There are so many losers with
stupid to burn
I wonder if I will get my turn

JANET
Don’t know where we are tonight
I don’t even know if it’s right
I’ve seen some strange things
Cabbages and kings
And I’d like to be thirty feet tall
Bouncing round like a gelatin ball
Maybe go until I hit a mountain
or wall
I don’t know how I just thought
that at all

CANDYFLIP
We could kick some ass in the
Thunderdome
We could spank some ass in a
smut shack
We could move our ass to a dance
machine
We could wipe our ass in a shit
shack
We could genuflect before
Megavolt
Or chase down my DJ
We could meditate on the cosmic
design
Of some LEDs in the clay
We could remember our dead
In the temple instead
Or get lost along the way
And if we get bored, never fear
We can always piss and moan in
our beer
And remember how very much
better it was
To be pissing and moaning last
year

Here’s to the city you’ve heard
about
The neon nitty gritty
And the freaks are out
A great big blinky town
A labyrinth of clowns
For your amusement and
amazement
Stimulation and engagement
Remember you’re the
entertainment too
Here’s to the death march of fun!

[The art car deposits the newbies
at a colorful cabaret in the outer
playa, dubbed The Alchemical Dependence.
MC Phoenix has taken the stage.]

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from How to Survive the Apocalypse: A Burning Opera - Live in San Francisco, released December 4, 2012

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