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More Oar: A Tribute to Alexander "Skip" Spence (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Fallout (Default) · The Fallout (Crown the Empire) · Fallout from the Phil Zone (Grateful Dead) · Fallout (Slumber) · Fallout (All India Radio) · Fallout (The Mayfield Four) · The Fallout [Bonus Tracks] (Default) · Fallout from the War (Shadows Fall) · Fulham Fallout [Bonus Tracks] (Lurkers) – and 8 other albums »


one helped, they'd just stand by
They need to look the other way
To breed the fallout, the final day

The blast of light, a laugh at our fright
delivered

Behold the destroyer
By the hand of man
Death be delivered

Anger and hatred are their oars
Revenge their vessel
Be strong
Be patient

Making
Through silver in blood
We stand judged not by
Eyes of flesh, when
Transit times cross
Prey vision consumed

Bleeding one
Bleed alone
and she wants it again
He had it and he lost it again
In the fallout or the aftermath of
So many days so many days I guess it's all been done
Maybe it's all
is just one oar leaning against the wall
What of our plans for paddles in the Fall?
With the reeds grown high in a winding maze
We were to follow
Standing by a riverside 
A river so deep and so wide 
Current's too strong for only one man 
I know because I tried 

I got eight oars - 
four
Three sisters
Came to me last night
Last night
They said, "There's a boat
On the shore
A gas lantern and one oar
For your trip
Go home
As I walked by the lake one day by chance my Dorraine passed my way
Then she and I walked hand in hand on the banks of Ponchartrain
I pinned a flower
dust, the morning tribe
Crushed by a million suns
Here the heart of you lies

Over land and sea
I'll come fighting for you
Over land and sea
A dawn
Young Johnny Jones he had a cute little boat
And all the girlies he would take for a float.
He had girlies on the shore,
Sweet little peaches by
can make 
On a lake in the park 

It's an ocean of devotion 
A floating dream for two . . . 

Oh, I keep hopin' that 
The oars will stray 
So we could
Young Johnny Jones he had a cute little boat
And all the girlies he would take for a float.
He had girlies on the shore,
Sweet little peaches by
Young Johnny Jones he had a cute little boat
And all the girlies he would take for a float.
He had girlies on the shore,
Sweet little peaches by
Written by Skip Battin and Kim Fowley

I ran to tunnel of love
You were no longer sparking clean
Well my boat got stuck in the fog
Here I used to go
Aboard a craft bereft of oar
I rowed upstream to find Lenore
Abducted by a bandit or
A king from some forgotten war

And mindful of his larval
thinking this was right
We've done this many times
No more. Fuck off take it. There is no God

We would've engaged by now
There is no God, only me
In
Red alert, red alert
Screaming in the night
That fallout seems to follow me around
We made out way to Hungary
Got ready for the show
Thinking we
"...from the darkness, risen our of blackness,
A flame once, burning like red blood
Was seen by those who waited for the battle,
To lead them
All in the golden afternoon full leisurely we glide 
For both our oars, with little skill, by little arms are plied 
While little hands make vain
thinking this was right
We've done this many times
No more. Fuck off take it. There is no God

We would've engaged by now
There is no God, only me
In
Time travel
Voyage of the chosen few
Not yet, but maybe soon

In the post alternative Seattle fallout
Worms will fly and pigs will shout
Does a worm
of a parked car
By the liquor store where the streetlight
Keep you company till the next night

In the same town, there's the same scar
In the same glow
the harbour,
Silently ignite.
The oar dips in to oil like water and we,
Are away.

Your hand won't write, not tonight,
But your mind may wander.
Into
little peaches by the score
But master Johny was a wis'un, you know,
His steady girl was Flo
And every Sunday afternoon
She'd jump in his boat
Sound the alarms for the end of the lie 
That you've abused for far too long
We're in the hour of the fallout now
And there's nobody who can save