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1.
Rock on, Alice! Wednesday morning, rise and shine, The day is waiting in a bottle of wine. Another sign, will light the way, Another doorway, hun, but who can say? Have you got a light, can I bum a fag? No one there can reach you, you're just raising sand. Oh yeah, yeah I know, just rock on, Alice! Just rock on, Alice! Once I found a nickel in your ear. You were just a kid, didn't know to fear. See I'm a trickster, a clown, I’m the jester king. You're moving swiftly now, no fear for anything. Up on a ridge, behind the hill, On your way home, or somewhere swell. There lays the magic, not quite the end. A place, a space, a bed to rest your head. Yeah rock on, Alice. There was a time, before you felt the power. Before you heard the rhyme, before you came down from the tower. Rock on, Alice! A shining steel tube'll take me back from where I came. There are no quick solutions so it continues just the same. Stepping in you close you eyes and grapple for the phone. Nothing’s changed, you realize, again we’re both alone. What’s that you say, dear, what’s that you say? Just rock on, Alice. How can I shine? Wednesday morning, rise and shine, The day is waiting, come taste the wine. Another sign, will light the way, Another doorway, hun, but who can say? How can I tell you, how can I shine A light to show you what I know, that darkness you may find. Well, well, well, just rock on Alice.
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Five Dogs 03:37
Five Dogs Running Saw five dogs running at the top of a hill. I don't know where they're going but I believe they'll get there still. Said; 'Hey, dogs, where you goin, will you take me with you? Hey, girls, where we going, of what was it that you, Got a whiff, can I tag along? On your long way round back home?” After all of the misdeeds, and all of the fun and, All of the bad trips, rolled into one; All of these days fading away, On our long way, long way ‘round back home. Not two years back, along the this line, I had a little girl and since I could, I made her mine. Now she’s lost in the whirlwind, swept away From the mountain to the valley, and down the river, to the sea. I know somewhere there she waits there for me. At the end of a long road on top of a hill, I've traveled the breadth of experience and I've had my fill. I believe the last shall be first and the first shall be last. I've not seen the worst, but it's all gone by so fast, Well I'm hopin' against hopin' this bottle's gonna last, On our long way, long was ‘round back home. Right now I'm steering as straight as I can, On that long way, long way round back home. It's a Long way ‘round back home.
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And She Said 04:04
And She Said… I knew a girl, her name was Alice, That girl, she buried buried a lot. One day it all came down here to bite us, I said 'Hey, babe, are you in this or not?’ And she said… …and I said 'wha..?’ Once that was behind us, we got a new thing, and I was cool with it all. Then one day in Berwyn I got careless. Feeling large, I surely got small. So what the fuck now? We all got sumpin’. Ain't no one out there keepin’ score. “It's just us now, no one here besides us.” I asked 'Baby, could you ever ask for more?’ And, she said… …and I said 'wha….?’ Way back in time now, before the fire, Lot looked at the Missus and roared, 'You goin down to Sodom again to get drunk with those crazies?’ He just watched her as she backed out the door. Long fore our time here, the people pleasured, They stayed up all night long. In the morning the girls would clean up, Go down and grab a cup of coffee. And each be, singin that same song. And they sang… …That’s it now. Well, I've wandered homeless for so long now I never gave it a thought. Tonight I find us lacking for nothing. What was it for which they all fought? And she said… That girl, she buried a lot. I knew a girl, her name was Alice…
4.
WTF 03:12
WTF? What the fuck, what's the deal? Where could we go from here that's more real than this? What the fuck, what's the deal? Where could we go from here that's more real than this? What could be more real than this? What's all this living, where do we go from here? The days are all numbered like these six brown bottles of beer I picked up, On my way back home. To wash down the 8-ball, some vitamin C, cologne for the dawn, What else do you need from me, just tell me what you need from me? There's a fox in the field, there's rhythm in my feet, That moves my body like this and everyone can see but only I know, This body isn't me. So, what the fuck, who can I call? I just read the message in a bottle on the bar right here, And I still feel you're near. I've got a blue bottle got a fresh head of wine, She called for me but I went wide, to a hiding place. I'm gonna get it when I need it and she'll follow me down, I'll pull the best out of my trick bag when I take her uptown, I tied it up and hid it in that blue bottle again, And we'll see, just don't say it ain't so. So who the fuck, who's at the wheel? Where would we go from here that's more real than this? Aren't we more real than this? What the fuck, who can I call? I don't see the way and I don't hear- the call at all. But I still feel you're near. And when I leave my days behind, And I sit down to write I wanna pen one thing that's true. Is there one thing that's true But the only thing I can say Is that tomorrow will be not be like today. There's nothing more to say.
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Animus Revertendi Is there any way to know that I've not been here before? This place alongside the river on the shore beside my dreams? Slept on this ground to these deep waters so many times before. But now the water's laughing flow has receded from the stream. How can she know that I've not been here before? Cast this way again not quite the whore she sees? Followed the river down to the sea and found its, forevermore. Past the sheltering valley and the verdant nestle in-between. I've got my arms held out for you tonight, I'll fold you deep into my heart. I've got my arms held out for you tonight, I've got my arms held out for you… Is there any way to know that I've not been here before? This place alongside the river on the shore beside my dreams? How could I not have known her before? A phoenix of perfection, a scar burned deep across the fissures of my brain…..
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WIll Be 03:58
Will Be The day ends loudly with a crash and a boom, And every thing I done sees the last rays of the sun. No one really sees it and I wonder now if even I, Understand the geometry, if any nuance can I see. Let the night be too dark for me to see Into the future, let what will be, be. Tonight I write, these words under a tree down by the sea, Where no one's going home, the new moon for to see. She rises with her Venus raining down the snowy light, Her music flows between us filling every ear in sight. Let the night be too dark for me to see Into the future, let what will be, be. April brings the fury, and in her hand she hold a key. I ask her "Shall I follow?", every word in harmony, With her dark eyes and flowers, her perfume, charity. I say now, "Hey, now, what does this mean to me?" Let the night be… Let the night be too dark for me to see Into the future, let what will be, be. On across the landscape, to my nest there in the sky, The city shines, now calling, every sinner to its side. The spirit pours too musky sweet, now I close my eyes and pray. I mutter, ‘Home now, safe, warm’, a little too carelessly. Let the night be too dark for me to see Into the future, let what will be, be.
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Road Trip #3 03:34
Road Trip #3 She asked 'Will you please stop?' and she turned down towards the wall. The air just kind’a froze, buddy, it being winter, and all. In the corner of the room the dogs all laid down their heads. The argument won I listened hard, and was surprised by what I said; This game is over, now I just heard that whistle blow. Just so much can be ignored, and put off till tomorrow, And I eyed the door. Honey, baby, sweetheart; you know I loved you more. You know that I’d have died for you, but that all before. Where to from here, where no 'there' grows; Just horizons, skies and roads. This game is over now, I just heard that whistle blow. Just so much can be ignored and put off till tomorrow, And I poured like water through the door. Beyond the words, behind the tone, A monster woke, oh buddy, no longer did it snore. This game is over, now I just heard the whistle blow. Just so much can be ignored, and put off till tomorrow, And I poured like water through the door. You ain't that bad, I ain't great, you never know how or why or when. It's a game without rules not everyone wins. That road's always been there now it's go time. That was our time, this is my time. I’ll pick my own self up off the floor, this scene is receding. And I poured like water through the door. That little bruise became a sore, what you said about my guitars. It just tipped the scale in favor of the things that I need more. This game is over… So much can be ignored and put off till tomorrow. I took a deep breath, an I eyed the door. This game is over now….
8.
Dyin' Here 04:45
Dyin' Here Back in the days before the fall, When I still held you near, Thoughts of forever and beyond, Days as numinous as flesh and tear. All these days go on now In a blue blur so it seems. I reach out to you in my mind But it's all just a dream. A road out there stretches Just as far as can be seen… I'm dyin' here, Only dyin' here, I’m dyin' here, For you. I took her back to our old place To do what we might do. And no, my roommate wasn't there, And her boyfriend wasn't there too. And I made love to her, …I’m stuck thinking of you. I'm dyin' here, Only dyin' here. I'm dyin' here Dying’ here for you. I heard that you've been seeing him Like you did before I knew. I know it’s got nothin' to do with me And I guess I always knew. I'm dyin' here, Only dyin' here. I’m dyin' here …for you.
9.
Do You Think…? She said, ‘We fell in love, had the best of times. Shared trust and faith through the worst of crimes.’ And I said ‘Oh yeah? Really? Do you think you did?’ I said ‘Do you think? Do you think you did?’ So I said ‘Oh yeah, baby, you're the best I ever had,  You I know I always do it for you for you, I’m the only one who can’, and she said,  ‘Oh yeah? Seriously? Do you think? Do you think you did?”  She said ‘Do you think? Do you think you did?’ (I don't know, it felt like I did…) When she told me that she said that what she  Felt about the things she felt about all those things we did and every little thing we done She said, "Well it all felt alright and all, you know it took so long, Was there really sumpin out there cuz it's feels so up from here.’ ‘I don't know what to tell ya, I can't say what you should do,  I always knew my own mind, always knew exactly what I’d do’, and she said, ‘Oh yeah? Really? Do you think? Do you think you did?’ Oh baby, she said ‘Do you think you did?’ (I don't know, it fukin’ felt like I did…) When she told me that she said that what she  Felt about the things she felt about all those things we did And all those little things we done She said, ‘Well it all felt alright and all, you know it took so long and Was there really sumpin out there?...cuz it seems so up from here.’ Awww, all right, like, it fukin’ felt like it did. VERSE I said, "We fell in love, had the best of times,  Shared trust and faith, through the worst of times" and she said, "Oh yeah? Really? Do you think? Do you think you did?’ She said ‘Do you think?’ and I said baby, ‘Do you think we did?’
10.
Tears 04:41
The Tears As I look over the valley Of the life we have known. I smell the fields, And I feel the curve, I see that things have grown. Now in every treetop And on every blade of grass, I see the things that I knew would last. Holding the light now I see that folded spectrum, It’s then I sigh… The kind of tears we cried, The kind of tears we cried, The kind of tears we cried never dried. Over all the years The seeds carelessly sown Have grown in random patterns And left us both alone. Holding the light now, I see that folded spectrum, It’s then I sigh… The kind of tears we cried, The kind of tears we cried, The kind of tears we cried never dried. As I look over the valley Of the life we have known. I smell the fields, I feel the curve, I see this lovely bird has flown. The kind of tears we cried never dried. The kind of tears we cried never dried. The kind of tears we cried never dried. The kind of tears we cried never dried.
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Which Punch 03:28
Which Punch? The bell begets the cheering, On his feet now stands the man. Viscous light pours to the mat. He floats suspended on the hands of his cheering fans. The dancing and the damage done, To the light now rise one hand. Begloved, beloved, and cheered on By every blood-eyed raging fan. Which punch to pull? Which punch to land? Every credit, every debit paid That balance sheet of every man. In noisy the silence of his room, Windows open to the night. No sulphur, sweat, no managed rage, No prize within his sight. Will every crime be counted? Every kindness yield its prize? This curse in life competing, For an ounce of truth among the lies Which punch to pull? Which punch to land? The bell begets the cheering… Which punch to pull? Which punch to land? On his feet now stands the man. Which punch to land?
12.
Mojo 04:26
Mojo My mojo is not functional in your general vicinity. My mojo is not functional in your world. My mojo is not functional in a way that's useful to me. My mojo is not functional now. We wandered helpless in the desert Bereft and hopeless in our time. One light shined down upon us, The Great Attractor, flawless, lucid, pure, sublime. My mojo is not functional in your general vicinity. My mojo is not functional in your world. My mojo is not functional in a way that's useful to me. My mojo is not functional now. There is no angel to her nature. She got a dragon tattoo in her hand. I turn to sugar in her presence, She smoked every love she ever had. My mojo is not functional in a way that's useful to me. My mojo is not functional here and now. My mojo is not operational in your general vicinity My mojo is not operational in your world. She has crossed between the poles now. To her there is no mystery. Every monkey, every flower; Her world becoming flows to the sea, My mojo is not functional in your general vicinity. My mojo is not functional in your world. My mojo is not functional now. When I get down, Down on the bottom. I reach out hopeful, but I find; She's moved on to other realms now. It's all been one long gray lonely grind. Well my mojo is not functional, in your vicinity, Why is my mojo not functionalIn, in your world, How come my mojo is not functional in a way that’s useful to me? Someday my mojo may be functional, just not now. My mojo is not functional in your vicinity, Why is it my mojo is not functional in your world. Now I'm Chicago-bound, sweet mama…. I'm billed out and bound to go…
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Nick's Song 06:18
Nick’s Song Far away and long ago in a place not far from here I met a king. I knew him when I saw him and he knew me to though I'd barely said a thing. Well he's on to other realms now with his story and his sense of everything. Everybody, every feeling, every everyone what ever heard his rough voice ring. Why is there nothing more to say? Far away and long ago in time or space don't really mean a thing. Everybody’s all around us now and all we are is only everything. Yesterday's tomorrow is the moment we are standing right now, so sing… A song of tomorrow's yesterday 'fore daylight falls and night returns again. Why is there nothing more to say? We build the things we do, maybe a bridge, to whatever this life might bring. He built the things he built in dreams of love and hopeful dreams of adventure they might bring. I don't know more, I've said too much, I only knew the outer most of rings. They say the sun's forever setting now somewhere without end, without a tear, as morning dawns and daylight begins, Beyond as it always has, and always will, for all eternity. Why is there nothing more to say? Why is there nothing? Why is there nothing? There’s nothing more to say.

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released December 24, 2014

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Alice Drinks The Kool-Aid Chicago, Illinois

Alice Drinks the Kool Aid is a Blues-based Chicago Indie Rock Band founded in a Park Ridge basement in 2014 as a creative outlet for three life-long musician friends. The band's original material is written and arranged by all three members in congress and draw from the deepest free jazz and the most fundamental influences in rock and blues. ... more

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