THE UNDERGROUND "A Hobo's Opera"

by Damien Youth

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    Damien Youth's "The Underground, A Hobo's Opera" offers tracks that were demoed for a studio LP that may or may not be released in 2011. Until then, the demo album will be available to those who have kept an ear on our lovely underground.

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released 01 August 2010

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Track Name: The Underground
Welcome to the underground
this is the place we make the sounds that no one hears
We write those songs you think you've heard
but can't quite place
in other words...we're pioneers
Some of us thrive on rejection
we see through different ears
Some of us strive for perfection
Some of us make believe we're already there

Welcome to our lonely rooms,
this is the place we paid our dues, when they say don't
Perhaps this wasn't meant for you,
Perhaps you should go back to school... perhaps we won't
It's true we don't make much money
But still I'd like to be clear
At least we're not trying to sell you
something we ourselves would not want to hear

So, welcome to my mortal bliss
where dreams find wings in 4 track hiss then fly around.
On dusty wheels & crinkled tape
the poison songs each pollinate a face of frowns
Unless you're planning on sorrow
the future will only let you down
I'd trade all my tomorrows
for an extended stay at the here & now

Cause if I touched everyone on earth
I would have very little worth
in the underground
Track Name: Lolynia
I'm still doing time, but I don't mind waiting
Mind my state of mind, or I'll soon be fading
out of my world, lost from my thoughts
fading in dreams like ghosts forgotten
Cut from the frame, gone down the drain,
washed with the rain

But I'm not what you want, but my heart's still in it
tonight I'll sleep alone, but I still remember
us up in your room, drunk on perfume
scary little girl with her bright eyes burning
windows of rain, hair daisy chained
the cold city lights on the broad horizon

I did not ever want to leave you in that room of treasure

But I'm not what you need, but your heart's still in it
And so I have to leave, oh sweet Lolynia
I'm back on the street, off to myself, hanging with the band at red door alley
The old port of call, back to the wall, just watching it all

And I'm not what you need, but if your heart's still in it, don't wear it on your sleeve, sweet Lolynia
I'm out on the road, making new foes,
with the telephone Jones, that's the life we're leading . When nowhere for long, everyone's wrong
But they all know my songs except the one I'm singing... So please don't sing along. Please don't sing this song.
Track Name: Elli B Butterfly
Elli B, butterfly, mon amie, what you gonna do today?
I thought we'd take a ride, on my bike, over to the frozen lake then lay down in the sun, dream out loud, underneath the animal clouds & if you get too cold, you can take my coat, or sit a little closer & tell me that my butterfly will never swim another man's sky. Cause I don't want to roll the dice to see if fate is on my side

Wrap her up in a fairytale, take a ride to a castle on the mountain. Spinning spokes bicycle bells, drop a coin in the wishing well... Her wings are tattooed to my sky, her colors light, the road that I am traveling
& I don't think my butterfly, will ever swim another, Oh tell me that my butterfly will never swim another man's sky.Cause I don't think these mortal eyes have ever seen a more beautiful smile

& I don't think this butterfly will ever land beneath my sky
& I don't think that shepherds moon, will hang around for long tonight
Still, I don't think this lonely room has ever held a more beautiful light
& All I saw was mystery while looking deep within her eyes
& I don't think these questions will get answered on the day that I die

Eli B, rose tattoo, butterfly, guess you're gonna fly on by
Track Name: The Stripper
If I had a million I know that I'd be free, said the ugly voice inside of thee.
Or if you hit the big time girl, well maybe then they'd see, that there's something beautiful in thee.
Something that's so beautiful, it's spiritual, it's animal, it's anything it needs to be.
It's raven clawed, it's tentacled, it's writhing on it's pedestal, unfolding inside of thee.

When I took a moment just to watch you on your stage, you're a child that dances 'round it's grave.
I hide behind the candle in the corner of the room, and I try to dream us far away.
'cause I don't want to see you in a state of feigned relations, bending holy to stranger's smiles
For soon there'll come a night your golden light will turn against you, you'll be pulled to the other side.

If they lived forever still they'd never live to see, all the pain that's there inside of thee.
"If they'd turn the lights out here then everyone agrees, that there's something wrong inside of me."
It butterfly's in faces, then goes fluttering cross stages, orchestrating the coming days.
So gather 'round my childhood friends, we all know how the story ends, so nobody turn the page. . . .
Track Name: Man In The Middle (A Pusher's Theme)
If there's something that you want, but you don't know how to get it. If there's something that you need, look at me I'll be you're man in the middle
When that spot light cuts you deep & the band just don't seem with it, you don't have to slip this scene, I'll get you through, at the end you'll be dancing
jacked up over the moon...
locked in a slow trance...
With those eyes looking up at you..
All they see is the man from the record sleeve.

Why you wanna live so dangerous'
Why you wanna live superfluous'
Won't you go on call yourself a hearse
Oh won't go rap with your man in the middle
Why you gotta be so out of space
Why you gotta wear those different faces
Why you getting sucked into that void
what's it gonna be, the horns or the halos?

If there's somewhere you can't go, but you really need to get there, there is someone that we know, come with me, I'm your man in the middle
Through the labyrinth of smoke, to the call girls round the table, you can have yourself a toke, while you wait, for the man with the needle.
I'm taking Josie back to my room...
Cause I can't be alone tonight...
We're getting jacked-up over the moon...
In the room with the red light

Why they gotta be so serious
Where you think you get off judging us
We don't want to live vicarious in vain
Josie doesn't say a thing

If you're out there on that street & you don't think you can make it. If you're thinking 'bout your life, realize, even the devil is an angel...
Cast down with the ball & chain...
Riding on the same train...
Two ghosts in the pouring rain...
Josie still ain't saying a thing

Why'd she have to live so dangerous
Why'd she have to live superfluous
Won't you go & call that girl a hearse & blame
The man in the middle...
Why'd you have to be so dangerous
why'd you always have to play so rough
What ya gonna do to cover up the shame?
Blame the man in the middle
Track Name: Venus Kissing Mars
We were really messed up, still we hung out all night
at blacksmith bar, where all is forgiven.
Shadow's plotting our fate, but we were too tired to wait, we both fell deep into each other.
The band played sad jamboree, as you were looking at me, with eyes like holy past life lovers.
And so we slipped off to your room
there beneath the stars
cause that's just what you supposed to do
on nights when Venus kisses Mars.

I was really strung out, i left her sleeping in the
shadows cast by street lights through her window.
I left my ghost in her room, I walked up 5th avenue,
through morning faces that know no happy ending.
She stirs alone in her bed, the empty bottles, no more stars, just window taps from outside branches.
I sleep it off, I fix a drink & then I'm back out with the boys.
We play our songs, we move along, so much for filling up the void.
I'd love to stay & comfort you or maybe find out who you are.
Oh but instead, I'll write this song & call it "Venus Kissing Mars"

She was really messed up, she sat up drinking all alone on roof top, heartbeats still remember.
She's still that same little girl, but now abandoned,
laying strung out crying, heartbeat cold December.
Up in the chimney smoke, she raised her glass,
silent toasts, to ghost of lovers, fade like embers.
She's found her place back in her room,
watching late night movie shows.
It's true these dreams are not her own,
but that's all you've got when dreams are gone.
He's found his place, out on the streets,
back home with anyone he meets.
But he will leave them with a smile,
if they don't let it get too deep.
To boys still hanging out in bars,
To girls still trapped behind the stars.
On nights like this, we long for bliss,
that's only Venus Kissing Mars
Track Name: Broke Heart Singer
I was in a place that I could not name
I was on my own, lost upon my way
to a place I'd never seen before.
And the path was long and the moon hung low
when I heard a voice on the radio
The golden sigh of a broke heart singer.
Sometimes the pauper is the poet
Sometimes the fool is wise
Sometimes the joker seems to know it.

He was in a place that he tried to name
Just an orphan child in the pouring rain
with a heart so old it was made by angels
In his tower room writing holy songs
that were so beautiful the devil sang along
His spirit soared above the weeper
Sometimes the blossom breaks it's branches
Sometimes the angels cry
Sometimes your father is a phantom

I didn't know you before they hung you from your halo
But somehow I knew you couldn't last for long, Save for song.

So if you're in a place that you cannot name
And you're all alone, lost upon your way
to a place you've never seen before
If your path seems long and the moon is low
You might hear the voice of some holy ghost
It's the golden sigh of the broke heart singer
Sometimes the silence is not golden
Track Name: Non Vada Via
She would sit & wait in silent wonder
Shadows cast as phantoms from the moon
She was a lonely girl, so frightened of the world
He was a stranger from the streets
Swept into her world with wings of angels
Held her in the darkness of her room
He was the only man, that she had ever known
He promised her he would return

As she cried Non vada via, oh, non vada via, oh per favior, non vada via

Now she walks the streets in hopes to find him
Lost inside a raincoat wandering on
She searched with desperate eyes
Behind each golden lie
She cannot bare to be alone
Late at night the street light shines upon her
As she slowly makes her way back home
She'll sleep alone tonight, like every other night
but in her dreams he'll come to her

As she sings Non vada via, oh, non vada via, oh per favior, non vada via
Track Name: Holly's Window
Holly wont you leave a light in your window, to carry this pauper home
A beacon for a soul you cannot remember, whom wander the freezing cold
Half lit in shadow walk, dust blown through city park
to siren songs
Swallowed in shadow play, lost in a book of days
well read & torn

Holly don't you ever want to go over, the field where we used to meet
It's frozen in the bellowing of October, through hum of the city streets
I ride past the abstract lawns, the streetcars, the Audubon, the window stains.
Reflection stares broken glass, boys eyes in monster's mask who's spirit fades

Darling won't you leave a light in your window, for lost boy in wonder glow
Stranded on the street & staring above fences, your warm silhouette in flow
Oh Fairy of barker street, the witch masks of Halloween bring winter's spell
Way up above it all, safe in your window warm
you carousel.
Track Name: Light Upon A Hill
I was locked in her asylum
black eyed staring from a cage
She was in her mausoleum
her spirit tattooed on the page
Staring cold through candle play
reminding me of when I used to say

I will never do you harm,
if I did, couldn't live with myself for very long.
I will never do you wrong, now you're gone
Still your ghost, passed me gently in the hall
Now I medicate the fall

I was floating up that stream
everything was flying by me
Splintered light no metaphor
I was strung out lifeless on the floor
When her voice spoke out to me
holy mouthed & with great clarity

There's a light upon the hill & it's real
If you go, you can make it there tonight. . .
Just keep heading for the light, soon you're lost, in the flow
no matter how you grip the wheel. You will make it there tonight

I didn't know what I was doing,
Trying to fix what I had ruined
I light this lamp called sympathy,
A beacon in your field of enemies
To lost wanderers in plight,
This song can be your halo in the night

It's your light upon a hill,
& you've climbed very high, so sit with me beneath this wheel
And I will be with you tonight,
We're alright, not alone, though we bleed in separate homes...
I'll be your light upon the hill,
if you ride, toward the glow, don't let sorrow take the wheel
Leave your body in the field
cross the palms, stitch lips to make them think that this is real
You've reached that light upon a hill.

Welcome to my mausoleum,
where I call 'em like we see 'em
Welcome to my war of words,
where battle scars & cries can still be heard
thank you all for making time. . .
to let me be your beacon in the night

& be that lights upon a hill,
for the ones, had no songs or just fell beneath the wheel. . .
While all good people carried on,
on their way, without care, down the lost continuum
Another soul to feed the sun. . .
Track Name: Andy Take A Bow
In this underground, we see all the connections
roots are twisting 'round, to flower blossom erections
Animals parade, mortal chaos conundrum
Andy looks afraid, he's been thinking things over
And I don't think I need to get higher
I didn't want to get rich, I didn't want to win fame
I only wanted a few to just remember my name
I wasn't trying to chart, I wasn't trying to make money.
So in that sense I succeed, I saw to all of my needs
and without selling my soul and without swallowing whole all the pills and the thrills and the poisonous honey
Yes, These consolations, are just part of that, which keeps me alive

In my underground, My camera eye is fixated
As insects make their rounds, each one is a slave to the garden
flowered poison sounds, the horrible tree vibrating in whispers, saying "You don't think you're fooling anybody"
That didn't get you the cash, it didn't change your whole world, It didn't get you the fame, it didn't get you the girl, It didn't make you look smart in fact you look kinda funny
You said you told them the truth, but you were wearing a mask, you're growing old behind youth, you're hiding under a hat, now your asylum is closed and your field's not so sunny.
So tell me how does it feel, to hear that voice in your head, the one you couldn't escape, the one that wasn't mislead, creeping into your song, disconnecting your numbers?
And with that scrutinous eye, you used on everyone else, the scope is turning on you, so take a look at yourself... You have been living your life in a state of blind wonder.
And you'll never be rich and you'll never have fame
and what little you did, was under different names
and that's the funniest part, you really fucked yourself over
Go on you cowardice man, pretend you planned it this way, pretend you're really in charge, pretend it's integrity, that keeps you out of the scene and fading over their shoulders
Andy take a bow, take your head from those clouds, oh for crying out loud
Andy take your bow, turn your back on that crowd, it's time to throw in the towel
Andy take your bow, we don't have time for that now, come on the car it is waiting
Andy take your bow, get your head from those clouds, oh for crying out loud
Andy take your bow, I wanna be famous! I want you to know me!
Andy take your bow, we wanna be rich!!! fuck! we wanna be Bowie
Now, accept the realization, it's consolation that is keeping you down inside this under ground