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13 Angels Standing Guard 'Round the Side of Your Bed
  • 13 Angels Standing Guard 'Round the Side of Your Bed
  • A Silver Mt. Zion
  • He Has Left Us Alone, But Shafts of Light Sometimes Grace the Corner of Our Rooms
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13 Angels Standing Guard ‘Round the Side of Your Bed
A Silver Mt. Zion
He Has Left Us Alone, But Shafts of Light Sometimes Grace the Corner of Our Rooms (2000)

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All our cities gonna burn
All our bridges gonna snap
All our pennies gonna rot
Lightning roll across our tracks

Built Then Burn (Hurrah! Hurrah!)
  • Built Then Burn (Hurrah! Hurrah!)
  • A Silver Mt. Zion
  • Born Into Trouble As The Sparks Fly Upward
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The Silver Mt. Zion Memorial Orchestra & Tra-La-La Band - “Built then Burnt [Hurrah! Hurrah!]”

Born Into Trouble as Sparks Fly Upward (2001)

“Good words,

Strong words,
Words that could’ve moved mountains,
Words that no one ever said,
We were all waiting to hear those words,
And no one ever said them.
And the tactics never hatched.
And the plans were never mapped.
And we all learned not to believe.
And strange lonesome monsters loafed through the hills wondering why:
And it is best to never ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever wonder why.”

Lost a friend to cocaine,
couple friends to smack.
Troubled hearts map deserts
and they rarely do come back.
Lost a friend to oceans.
Lost a friend to hills.
Lost a friend to suicide.
Lost a friend to pills.
Lost a friend to monsters.
Lost a friend to shame.
Lost a friend to marriage.
Lost a friend to blame.
Lost a friend to worry,
and lost a friend to wealth.
Lost a friend to stubborn pride,
and then I lost myself.

God bless our dead marines (second movement)
  • God bless our dead marines (second movement)
  • Thee Silver Mt. Zion Memorial Orchestra
  • Horses In The Sky
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Lost a friend to cocaine, couple friends to smack
Troubled hearts map deserts, and they rarely do come back
Lost a friend to oceans, lost a friend to hills
Lost a friend to suicide, lost a friend to pills
Lost a friend to monsters, lost a friend to shame
Lost a friend to marriage, lost a friend to blame
Lost a friend to worry, and lost a friend to wealth
Lost a friend to stubborn pride
And then I lost myself

I love my dog and she loves me
The world’s a mess and so are we
She tumbles long green muddy fields
Sick with joy and glee
And as she dreams sweet puppy dreams
Whimpering gently

I’ve read once an interview with Efrim Menuck. He said that he hates rock magazines and festivals sponsored by beer companies. The idea was that the band should perform their music but show business just uses musicians to sell some shit to people. Groups are used to fill the gaps between the advertisements.