Roofer's Union Fight Song

Taken from "Not In My Airforce" 1996

"For every wild weekend
The roofers cry
Under the underdog bullwhip

A "Nothing For Granted" requested
Abusing the signal
Went forth the student of mystery

Out there in the way - let's waste him
Show him the teaching tool
Only "No Ones" get through the gate
...not in my airforce"

Very 70's sounding guitar lick and some wailed Bob vocals. Bob loves planes doesnt he?

To Remake The Young Flyer

Taken from "Under The Bushes Under The Stars" 1996

"To remake the young flyer
yes we must define his high desire
stand erect and not detect
the anythings that we could not admire

from a long line of highmen
number one, is that the one to send?
to restore all the trial
this and then the national pride so proud

a question to the lunatic
does your day seem like night
does your world go to heaven?

gallant men dash forth
he takes his place
he ends the laughter of the slaughter daughters
takes his softness from his hand and goes

to remake the young flyer
yes we must define his high desire"

A wonderful Tobin Sprout song with a very distinctive guitar sound. Languid and beautiful from the classic Guided By Voices album.

Psych Threat

Taken from "Brown Submarine" 2008

Lyrics Unknown

Propulsive. A great Boston Spaceships song with a real sing along refrain. Really kicks in halfway through and launches into a very Sex Pistols like garage rock/punk melody. Bob is having fun. And so are we.

Lizard Food

Taken from "Ringworm Interiors" 2001

"Challenge your stamina
save your breath
challenge your weakness
this is a test
superior broadcasting
extend your feelers
who are we out there?
Up there or under?
The brush of death
lizard food grandfather smoked it"

The usual early Circus Devils rumbling and screeching sound with hollered vocals and a swirly tune. Not a favourite composition.

The Year Nobody Died

Taken from "Bad Football" 2007

""I can’t compete
With the flies in the street",
This she cried

Drank all the beer
Nothing left in the year nobody died

I made it to runaway
I’ll make it to Airway

Pushed to the hills
With your suicide pills
It’s all right

In Metro state
Saving time is impossible
I made it to runaway
I’ll make it to Airway

On last report most folks agreed it was a good year"

Quite a melancholy song from the usually upbeat Takeovers. Again, looking forward to old age and death. Beautiful song.