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TRACK SABBATH, Vol. 5: Wiki's Picks

by Packy Lundholm

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Sitting still Back and forth Across the county Waiting for Waiting for Inspiration to find me One day I’ll throw this uniform away And sell my screenplay On the other side of my prophecy Yeah you will see me In the meantime All aboard Punch the clock Take the wheel And take the route I’m given Riverside You’ve been good to me But I’ve got to move it along One day i’ll throw this uniform away When I’m paid my union rate On the other side of Anaheim Yeah you’ll see me I know that you’ll see me In the meantime All aboard
2.
Looking out my window I see it up ahead WA40 Do you copy Give the go ahead The tree line grows and crosswinds blow We hold on, hold on tight The runway ride is nice and dry It never rains a single day at Moses Lake Jumping for the numbers You just might fall short and die When danger is your business The wager is why you fly The hometown hero took his shot And left it all in the dirt Taking it for granted now It never rains a single day at Moses Lake 10 Pin cans and Air Force flags The parachutes all came falling Leave your cases in the sun It never rains a single day at Moses Lake
3.
The girl from Hammersmith Tore the talent show down They knew they had themselves a good one Ready for London Town Only twelve years old but a voice of gold Landed her in Studio Two What else is a Hammersmith girl to do The girl from hammersmith Bought into the dream She learned this tricky business Ain’t exactly what it seems So she played the game and changed her name And sold an easy million or two Now what else is a Hammersmith girl to do Never had to count the tips (20s) at the end of the night Never had to jump off stage and break up another drunken fight When you make it young you may be well sung But singing only takes you so far The Prince of wales may fill your sails But I don’t really know who you are The girl from Hammersmith Caught a plane to Mexico Met up with a new producer Who played around with Cubano You can see her glow on the daytime show In bossa nova colors of blue Now what else is a Hammersmith girl to do
4.
I can withstand so many apocalypses Never the end it’s just a new ellipsis A million tons of money and stone Where you can rent but you’ll never own When the next shoe drops I’m gonna be here When your old heart stops I’m gonna scream “clear” We made mistakes but we’ve got beds We got a ward, you can check your head Evening is falling, island is sinking Water is rising quickly Shore up the banks, riprap the beach This is your final warning So you survived 3005 And I see you’re doing well You say you’re traveling time, but even a liar Has one and one half stories to tell
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There’s only one way back to Canton Fair To see the one way woman that’s been waiting for me there I long to smell the sweetness hanging gently in the air But there’s only one way back to Canton Fair So many warning signs along the way The kind and worried stop me at the tiny gate and say Somewhere deep in the Pearl River a thousand failures lay So many warning signs along the way There’s only one way back to Canton Fair It’s slippery and narrow, if you even care to dare But the wise one said it’s most important never to be scared Now there’s only one way back to canton fair
6.
Feeling the yearning motor is turning Merryll picks up the blade Finding solutions in high revolutions Cutting against the grain Sometimes we heal by breaking And we grow by shaving Leaving the waste behind We make it home by escaping Smoother by scraping away the splinters of time Jelly donut spinning fast It’s a masterclass in wood and glass Jelly donut on display Its no longer just a gentleman’s game Gentleman’s game Smithsonian calling the ceiling is falling Shattering on the floor You used to write to museums now you can see ‘em Lining up at your door Feels like only a month ago That you were paying the rent on tables and bowls Jelly donut spinning fast It’s a masterclass in wood and glass Jelly donut on display Its no longer just a gentleman’s game Gentleman’s game Who cares about those newsletters They don’t speak for you anyway It was just a matter of time Before they all knew your name Jelly donut spinning fast It’s a masterclass in wood and glass Jelly donut on display Its no longer just a gentleman’s game Jelly donut spinning fast It’s a masterclass in making it last Jelly donut on display Its no longer just a gentleman’s game Gentleman’s game
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Frank Corner! Frank… Frank! Frank! Frank! Frank! Frank! Frank! Frank! Frank! Frank! Frank! Frank! Frank! Frank! Frank! Frankfrankfrank! Frank Corner!
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Teenage insomniac On the plane to Halifax You know you gotta bring it in the morning Your I’ve Got Rhythm tape Three copies just in case Your routine is marinated to the marrow Your perfect ponytail Your satin powder blue The remains of the Party that believes in you You little superstar Don’t wonder what you are Don’t be distracted girl, you only got One more dance to take it home before the wall comes tumbling down One more dance can make or break Give or take this whole wide world away from you One more dance This registration line Like every other time A sea of seven-stone high strung hopefuls They all got a hard-ass coach They all got the same approach They all got to do it for their country You little champion The medals you have won Yeah you got pretty far but now you’ve got just One more dance to take it home Before the wall comes tumbling on down One more dance, it can can make or break It’ll give or take this whole wide world from you One more dance
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Spending afternoons flipping through mama’s old records I’d find the covers were scary sometimes Like, what is Kenny Loggins even doing in that hallway And why must little John Barleycorn die? But that didn’t stop me from digging in deeper Believing I was making one of my own And here I am drumming, thumbing on nickel And singing into this here microphone It all comes from somewhere You didn’t get here alone We all got the blueprint To build ourselves a new familiar home A producer was flipping through daddy’s old records He pulled out Jeff Wayne’s War of the Worlds Made by a composer in need of ideas Eight decades after the Martians emerged Dad said remember how much we loved that one Freaking out in the parlor with the lights down low The aliens and lettering cut through him like plasma And he ran right back to his studio It all comes from somewhere You didn’t get here alone We all got the blueprint To build ourselves a new familiar home This mycelium network of core inspiration In oxidized cardboard and vinyl chloride Is charting the future, healing and guided by The wide eyed little one inside
10.
I woke up a woolly worm Looking like something the cat coughed up Yearning for my purple wings Belly full of nectar and traveling the world It’s such a long way Making it to Z from point A but now I know If there’s only one way I can grow Then it’s back into the goo I go Oh, I go, oh Tiny strands of DNA Holding me together as I liquify Safe and warm but doubtful still Fooling myself I will never make it out It happens every day A moment where I wonder if I’m not okay but I know If there’s only one way I can grow Then it’s back into the goo I go Oh, I go, oh Sometimes we pray to heavenly beings Or we chase a waking dream Other times we go looking in the extreme But there will never be one answer There will never be The more you try to hold it tight The more it slips away There will never be one answer There will never be

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10 songs written, recorded, and released in 10 days.

Initial sessions and releases occurred between January 2-18, 2024. Final mixes and mastering of official release January 27-31, 2024

Each song’s subject matter was decided by a single click on Wikipedia’s random article generator.

The title of each track is the composed song name along with the original article title in parentheses.

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released February 2, 2024

Packy Lundholm - all compositions, instruments, voices, engineering, mixing, mastering, except:
• Jonathan Johnson - bass, co-writer (4)
• Peter Lundholm - spoken word, pig squeal (6)

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Packy Lundholm Chicago, Illinois

Chicago musician/producer/songwriter occasionally makes his own records and puts 'em right here

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