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The Reformation

by The Reformation

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1.
Sweet Redemption 08:06
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Vote “Yes” for your local representative Routine gig with the President of Sin A little taste, get your raise in exclamatory ways Sweet redemption from your number one fan Full of soul, it's Rock and Roll Bury the hatchet and all self control A job well done and a pat on the back For making it count, hell, you've sure got the knack No possible blanks or Russian Roulette It's constant progression, a massive attack Lose your mind, it's rare you'll find it Cosmos is shaking and planets align Feed it, you need it, no thoughts could precede it Your fortune is telling, what else but to read it You're caught in emotional fills and display What better to do than get carried away?
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Mechanical Blues 07:01
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Baby you bring me back Keeping your cold grip around me Got a case of the blues Watching you Doing all them stone cold things you do Trying to get the hell out of dodge Well you know its nothin' new Keep my hopes high, but what's the use? Say it again, yeah it's the blues Guilt stricken in familiar fashion Dissect all the who, what, wheres, and whens There's no finger on the trigger now Sometimes it's all gonna have to depend on When the next train leaves the station Does the time match your frame? Lock it up in a trunk in the basement, you could even forget its name Take some notes, take a gander It might have been harder to explain Paths been crossed, ties now cut Now who’s left that cake out in the rain? Voids full to the brim and remove all of the doubt Past contention, forgot to mention you're quite easy to do without The lies are what you crave, baby Just some lines wrapped in Lord knows what In order to save your own skin But in the end, a back hand for your troubled heart What you got is what you gave It's true, it's what you gave You know it's what you gave That's right, it's what you gave Don't lie, it's what you gave Nothing
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Between Two Times 06:25
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Succinct and square amongst an ebbing flow Marching on in rapid fire like an addiction to the cause Seconds etched in our faces A burden crowding each and every space Trapped behind the glass Watch the masses move just so They cry, they deny But why can't they see between the two lines? You cry, you lie But why can't I see between the two lines, Between the two times? Petrified old fixture cemented into time Bicentennial of the humble town Its future cast in stone Loyal to an onslaught of year after year Roads ending where they start And, “What could have been,” is a long accepted lie They cry, they deny But why can't they see between the two lines? You cry, you lie But why can't I see between the two lines, Between the two times of our lives?
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Ghost House Funk 00:01
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Well ya know it's a ghost house When ya hear that dirty funk Funkin' up the ghost house Everybody get down Well ya know it's a ghost house When ya hear that dirty funk Funkin' up the ghost house Hear ya, let me hear ya now Have you heard about the ghost house On the corner of Groove and Funk? It's not much on the outside But inside they're gettin' drunk There's a broken disco ball For a knocker on the door But you'll meet some groovy spirits If you hit that funky floor Well ya know it's a ghost house When ya hear that dirty funk (That dirty funk) Funkin' up the ghost house (Make it) Everybody get down (Naked) Well ya know it's a ghost house When ya hear that dirty funk (You're gettin' drunk) Funkin' up the ghost house (Move it) Said hear ya, let me hear ya now There's a gang of ghostly ghouls Teachin' all tha chicks how ta swang Once you taste that dirty punch Then you can kick yo' nasty thang You can barely move a muscle With all the bitches in the room But remind yourself that the women are dead It's a filthy, sexy tomb Now you've raged up in the ghost house Damn near lost yo' funky mind Then your soul drains out your body As your teeth begin to grind You can hardly feel your flesh melt off 'Cause you're so fuckin' crunk So fall in line, yeah you're a slave Unto the Ghost House Funk Yeah, hey We're comin', we're comin' up on the (Ghost house, baby) Ghost House Funk
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The Rhythm of Fate 16:13
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Part I What's the matter with burning bridges? The distinction of when to draw the line Once the metronome finds its rhythm “My God,” you cry, “Where goes the time?” Stumbling ‘round in a pitch black room Ever wonder when fate will come to call? Building walls up on all four sides Now when will they crumble and fall? Graying and desperate to move If only the path seemed right And the seasons methodically change And those on the right track sneer at who's gone left Turning up their noses and striking a pose Those simple pleasures, well, they never existed And there you are, on the journey, alone Excellence, you say? What a novel idea  Well, which definition is presently in use? Because old Webster fell flat on his elementary ass With a hesitant honesty showing it's all just a ruse Part II It's a long road, can't you feel it? A continuous struggle nonetheless With points of view revealed and a manic public to impress “It's a matter of pride,” they say But no action taken at the time Just a brush with authority and their thrill in killing the vibe Graying and desperate to move If only the path seemed right It never quite seemed so deranged Wallow behind a friendly vale in a torrential storm of, “What’s this?” “How’s that?” And, “Your quota is too low” Caught again in an act of friendly idle chatter Where a normal, comfortable gate is entirely too slow The realization comes a few years too late When titles mean nothing but same wage, less slack Then the big man on campus gladly comes a-calling Put on a good show or he'll want his money back

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released August 18, 2011

All tracks composed by K. Brower/F. Carneiro/M. Penco/C. Schneider except track 3 by M. Penco/K. Brower/C. Schneider/F. Carneiro/B. Jackson/T. Evans

The Reformation:
Caroline Schneider - Vocals
Matt Penco - Guitar, Keyboards, Vocals
Kyle Brower - Drums, Vocals
Fred Carneiro - Bass Guitar

Produced and Engineered by Matt Penco
Recorded from April 29, 2009 through July 3, 2011
Mixed from April 29, 2009 through July 25, 2011

Copyright © 2011 The Reformation / ℗ 2011 The Reformation.
All selections published by Reformationsongs, LLC (ASCAP). Used by permission.
Album artwork derived from the Fabian Window (designed by George Bernard Shaw) and released under public domain.
WARNING: All rights reserved. Unauthorized duplication is a violation of applicable laws.

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The Reformation is a progressive rock band that has released two albums and an EP.

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