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1.
Sunset Man 04:56
I’ve got a broken white line in my pocket A humble offering to the gods of the road They look down on every turn, on every man Who’s on his way to far away I’ve a punctuation mark in the middle of my life Won’t you tell me if it’s a question Of going on or dying where I am So show me I’m wandering without moving Girl don’t you ever turn your back on me That little bit of your anatomy Dare I even say mediocrity Don’t throw it darling, it’s nearly time for tea Hold me Love me * I’m a sunset man, I walk away You are another horizon I’d like to stay, but I must be going, Love me for today I can’t even say I’m sorry I’m not true, but I try not to lie So, goodbye… The road is a ribbon of promises Thrown like dice, yes like dice From a trembling hand Up and down, round and round I took a turn, and now I’m at the end of the way Oh, I don’t deny it’s been lonely And I’ve nothing left to give I can’t look back, no It’s another road anyway… So show me I’m wandering without moving Girl don’t you ever turn your back on me That little bit of your anatomy Dare I even say mediocrity Don’t throw it darling, it’s nearly time for tea, Hold me Love me *
2.
Woke up morning, felt like a lemon Squeezed on somebody’s gin Burnt my toast, burnt my coffee And the doctor wasn’t in The Monday morning blues is ok If you happen to B B King Wish I had a Lucille Who would do more than just sing You and I we could make music If you didn’t think I was a fruitcake I haven’t lost my marbles yet Will somebody give me a break The day is just beginning And the traffic isn’t thin I fight my way, all the way To the wrong side of the town All this madness, violence To try to make ends meet One of those days… Working man, didn’t make the grade The top man said I was fired For once in my life I tried to spit in his eye But I missed - misfired Walked out my tail you know where And anger in my heart Walked into the nearest lamppost Stop this whining, time for me to start Another day goes by To drink with his friends At the evening bar Laughs at me, whispers about tomorrow… One of those days…
3.
King Simple 04:56
He’s smiling now, dreaming A practical man, his eyes are here But that’s not where they’re looking He’s heard the whisper of tomorrow Future secrets in the wind Never knowing, he will follow No matter what they bring Her eyes, they look at him all day From many-splendoured things And anything you do or say Is everything he sings And if it rains on his parade Stepping on the cats and poodles He will sing the rain-god’s chorus Until the clouds should fade * Like a tall man on a hill He’s trying To look into another day The sunset holds its secrets But still he’s flying… He’s the king, the royal man In happy anarchy His kingdom built around her smile A simple man is he He’s talking now, to people His words are not so very clear Misty syllables, not crippled - That’s only when she’s near He’s heard the whisper of tomorrow Future secrets in the wind Never knowing, he will follow No matter what they bring He’s walking now, to somewhere Of all that he surveys A minor monarch singing A major key ballet And if it rains on his parade Stepping on the cats and poodles He will sing the rain-god’s chorus Until the clouds should fade *
4.
Saw a wise man He was pushing his bicycle Told me he ran out of gas Saw a poor man With his rich uncle Whatever he’s eating – it’s not grass Saw a tall man He was running me down Said he wanted my money Saw a little man, he was looking down You know who found the penny *Why would you want a Gucci When you’re pocket’s rather sketchy Why would you want a counting house When you haven’t the bread and honey Why would you want a staircase going nowhere, just for show I’m so tired of wanting more I’m so tired of being sore I’ve fallen of my royal stool It’s easy when you can I’ll never be somebody’s fool I’m a self-made man Saw a big man He was looking small Hiding his face in his hands Wanted more than he could get Flushed him down the toilet Saw a woman She was shining bright Her diamonds died in her eyes Her hands were old her face was young I hear the old reprise * The best things in life are free, they say When you buy one, one is given away Why do we sell our lives this way Sometimes you even pay to pray Tomorrow is such a busy day Is it too early to say…  
5.
Turn it on, turn it on, turn it on, turn it on, mass communication junkie Turn it on, turn it on, turn it on, turn it on, mass communication junkie All you need is your backside Get your kicks for free On cable T Veto is your right you can But your life hangs by the anchorman Do you ever look at the world outside you Your soap-opera visions and Phil Donahue The game-show man and the Hollywood hero I wonder if that’s all you know… Stop, don’t look, don’t listen Do you want to be A p-o-t-a-t-o-e Stop, don’t look, don’t listen Do you want to be A p-o-t-a-t-o-e Watch the late o’clock news if you must There’s no better cure Just stop, don’t look, don’t listen Turn it off, turn it off, turn it off, turn it off, Babe-watch is getting to moi All that surfing is not much good All you get is Oprah And even if you go desi There’s not that much fun on DD Do you ever look at the world outside you Your soap-opera visions and Phil Donahue The game-show man and the Hollywood hero I wonder if that’s all you know… Stop, don’t look, don’t listen Do you want to be A p-o-t-a-t-o-e Stop, don’t look, don’t listen Do you want to be A p-o-t-a-t-o-e Watch the late o’clock news if you must There’s no better cure Invisibility is yours, you can get no better than a camera You’ve been trying all your life, but you can get no better than a camera…
6.
Wishes, horses, beggars, losers They run around in everybody’s mind Like little latino dancers If only we could rewind… I see the hope in your eyes The money in your hands But what’s coming in disguise Is everything but planned You can say it was meant to be It’s really not that easy Hang on, hang on to the fantasy It’s a question of your sanity… You want the moon on a Saturday It was but a small step for man Your giant leap into your holiday You’re packed, yes you’re packed like fish In a can Love is like a pizza pie, You always want the extra cheese Sometimes you reach for the sky And then you’re crawling on your knees You can say it was meant to be It’s really not that easy Hang on, hang on to the fantasy It’s a question of your sanity… Shake the dice, take your chances Destiny’s a wicked mistress Are you a puppet on a chain Or a lonely man on a runaway train… You can say it was meant to be It’s really not that easy Hang on, hang on to the fantasy It’s a question of your sanity…
7.
An Indian summer long ago I saw your eyes today We spoke of all your tomorrows And all my yesterdays The rain kissed your winter eyes The moon was in your hair The river sang his lonely song To the midnight air I thanked the lord for womankind Another fool, very very blind A thousand ships, a thousand years Will not wash away the tears Once upon a time, that day, this morning… People say forget the past But everybody, everybody’s got one Don’t talk about it anyway But nothing’s ever forgotten Yeah, we grow and we learn Watch your fingers burn When you break down and cry Scream like the butterfly Once upon a time, that day, this morning…
8.
I can see your greedy eyes… You could be the president, I really don’t care If all you ever want to do is never share Smash, grab, make a stash, greedy-guts man You’re climbing up the ladder, quick while you can See the little fellow with hunger in his eyes All his life he’s never never had a pleasant surprise Running down the road after yellow butterflies His arms open wide to the jigsaw skies You could have a kingdom with the little that you have But you drink the wine of wealth too deep Line your plastic pockets with somebody else’s blood Watch out little man, you could get a knife in your heart in your sleep I can see your greedy eyes Behind your silly Ray-Bans Don’t take too much of what is mine I don’t play the fool all the time There’s many ways to skin a cat A wise man was heard to say Humpty Dumpty will fall down Tomorrow if not today All the king’s horses and all the king’s men Will walk by your grave and pray That they would never be the fools they were To put you together again So move while you can, you fatted fool Or get some spiritual healing Throw a million bucks on a saffron saint But can he stop you stealing… You could have a kingdom with the little that you have But you drink the wine of wealth too deep Line your plastic pockets with somebody else’s blood Watch out little man, you could get a knife in your heart in your sleep I can see your greedy eyes Behind your silly Ray-Bans Don’t take too much of what is mine I don’t play the fool all the time There’s many ways to skin a cat A wise man was heard to say Humpty Dumpty will fall down Tomorrow if not today
9.
Sheep 04:55
Shades of gray Are everywhere Black is a bad, bad word I don’t know if white is an honest man Talk to me In circles circles Don’t look me squarely In my believing eye Sell it to you You poor, poor man Your head is spinning The advertising lie * I’m not speaking us and them ‘Cause you are me and I am him We are sheep, we’re getting thin Pull the wool over our eyes… Watch the tube It’s wonderland Glorious escape, oh yeah, Until you turn away Kneel and pray on a holiday Whisper secret words Can he hear you now Sell it to you You poor, poor man Your head is spinning The advertising lie *

credits

released May 15, 2000

All songs - lyrics by Bruce Lee Mani, Music by Thermal And A Quarter

Guitars, Vocals - Bruce Lee Mani
Bass, Vocals - Rzhude David
Drums - Rajeev Rajagopal

Recorded at Ebi Studios, Bangalore, by Didier Weiss
Mixed and Mastered by Didier Weiss at SoundWizard, Auroville

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Thermal And A Quarter Bengaluru, India

"Thermal And A Quarter (TAAQ) is on the vanguard of the Indian Rock Scene" - NPR, USA

Founded in 1996, TAAQ is an eclectic, irreverent (but usually relevant) band that considers itself and its music as bastard children of the world. At home everywhere, belonging nowhere. Always true, tight, intense and ready to laugh.
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