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American Legends

by OK Glass

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Thank you for finding American Legends, a companion to OK Glass's record "Can't Turn It Off," featuring 12 songs of capitalist despair and existential beauty straight from the ʇ̴s̸ǝ̵ʇ̸ɐ̵ǝ̷ɹ̸ƃ̷ nation on earth.

Free download at ok.glass/OKGlassAmericanLegends.zip

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released April 7, 2019

Cover photo by OK Fox
with Amy Carstensen on piano for 2 Flights Of Stairs

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Track Name: Corn Salad Is A Benefit
Every church in CST
at noon, their bells all play
They must have heard when I blasphemed
and dumped the broadcast delay

We should move and start anew
Can we do no better?
I don't know if I see you
Firing up a thresher

Watch the puppet master's mouth
Third avenue is a wasteland
Clenched my fists the whole way down
We all scratch the same itch
and corn salad is a benefit

Just past 7:59
I would guarantee
that half the clocks in mountain time
scream concurrently

Would you like that, cosmically?
or would you rather it later?
Translating your poetry
Temporally belabored

Been so cold in here for days
The highway is a minefield
Ground my teeth down to a paste
We all champ the same bit
Corn salad is a benefit

No more bridges left to burn
This country is an island
Found the point of no return
in the smiling pit
Corn salad is a benefit
Corn salad is a benefit
Track Name: Veins
In the pocket of a blazer I found at Goodwill
I was delighted to discover a twenty dollar bill
But the man on the front didn't look much like Grant
Yes, the man on the front was no president man
And the man on the front had a gun in his hand
And the man on the front was you

Covered in veins
From head to toe, so varicose
Look at your veins
Like Pinocchio, showing every pulse

As a major metropolitan district is serviced by trains
so is your body and its veins

And I can see you make it easy when you meet with the nurse
I bet you need no tourniquet when you are shooting up horse
What's a tiger gotta do to fend off wannabes?
Oh, that's right, you better run, I got a million of these

One time I noticed your face beneath the hands of a clock
And then I picked up my traipse towards the end of the block
And as I'm fastening my jacket, I'm feeling like a criminal
Putting on my hat and I'm feeling like a criminal
Walking down the block and I'm feeling like a criminal
Carrying you into a bank

Armed with your veins
Check out your veins

Although everyone's accustomed to gyri on their brains
Not your whole body
'cause I can't bear to look but I can't stop staring
It's got me shaking and it's got me swearing
A pit full of snakes or a cabbage can't compare and
in case you didn't know, I see your veins
Track Name: OK
Believe me when I say I'm OK
Believe me when I say I'm OK
You'll make me say it again but I'll never relent
Believe me when I say I'm OK

Don't stop me when I fall on my sword
Don't stop me when I fall on my sword
If you need someone to blame I can give you my name
Don't stop me when I fall on my sword

You wouldn't be so impatient
if you could see it's requisite
to say the things I have to every day
Believe me when I say I'm OK

Believe me when I say I'm OK
Believe me when I say I'm OK
You'll make me say it again but I'll never relent
Believe me when I say I'm OK

Don't rouse me when I'm closing my eyes
Don't rouse me when I'm closing my eyes
I just need a trepan to bleed some pressure
Don't rouse me when I'm closing my eyes

You wouldn't be so impatient
if you could see it's requisite
to say the things I have to every day
Believe me when I say that I'm tireless
In fact, there's lemniscates in my DNA
Believe me when I say I'm OK
Track Name: Get Out
Did anyone address the black hole
that you created with your absence?
Or did they ever even notice?
You will never know

And did you think you'd ever miss the
dust you swept under the table?
Do you think you're even able to miss?

Get out
What a breath of fresh air
You must be so glad to get out
I hope it's all still out there
when I get out

Did you encounter any trouble
shaking the people off your coattails?
What do you do when they deserve to be
sequestered in the past?

Does anybody have me pinned as
next in line to plot their egress?
Or is there something going on up there at all?

Well, I will never tell you
I will never tell you
I will never tell you till it's time
Track Name: Federal Reserve
Reverie is fleeting with your hands around my neck
with your hands around my neck
with your hands around my neck
Reverie is fleeting with your hands around my neck
with your hands around my neck
with your hands

With your hands where I see them
No sudden movements, stay right where you are
If you had the Midas touch
you could gild yourself into
much too lifelike a statue

But your friends
at the Federal Reserve
think you've had enough

Reverie is fleeting with your hands around my neck
with your hands around my neck
with your hands around my neck
Reverie is fleeting with your hands around my neck
with your hands around my neck
with your hands

Around the world everybody
is searching for a reason to be glad
they're not buried in the ground
Some have found that massive wealth
can improve one's mental health

That my air
like my time, is running short
is all I have found
Track Name: Podcast
Heaven shone upon me and an angel fell to earth
That's the news this evening, that's all I have to report

It's so true, you know how I do
I run out of air when I'm talking to you
This is great, you and me
We should do this biweekly

You know this could be a podcast
You and I should have a podcast
Yeah, this could be a podcast

Whence this sudden bounty, engineered for this tableau
Grab some tubs and buckets, we can catch the overflow

It's so cool, I know what to do
I'll fictionalize it and sing it to you
This is great, you and me
Number one creative team

You know we should write a song
Yeah, this could be a song
I'll just put it in a song

Apologies to those who wait
The second episode is late
But if you pledge three cents a day
I'll let you hear the master tapes
I've just been stretched extremely thin
And work has been kind of a thing
I'm sure you all know how it is
I thank you for understanding

Heaven took you from me, I'm not worthy of this gift
Frankly, with no fanfare, you just calmly up and left

It's so true, you know how I do
I run out of outlets when I don't have you
But it's so exploitable
Since you left me on my own

I guess I've got a new story
Yeah, that's kind of a story
I could put it in a song now
And play it on my podcast
Track Name: 2 Flights Of Stairs
2 flights of stairs (1, 2)
did a number on my skeleton
and that number was 2, count 'em, 2
hairline fractures on my fibula

I can't play sports right now (oh no)
I cannot run around
It's kind of hard to walk (oh no)
until the cast comes off

4 weeks in bed (1, 2, 3, 4)
Well, the doctor said that I can move
but I don't want to move in this state
Don't look at me, I'm hideous

You'd better make your peace (oh no)
now while my heart still beats
It won't be very long (oh no)
I feel it coming on

1 big mistake (1)
Hairline fractures too small to be seen
even looking through a microscope

Nurse, where's my sleeping pill?
Wait, where's the hospital?
It was just here, I swear
where I fell down the stairs

No cast upon my leg
No weekend spent in bed
No doctor's x-ray scan
Time for the back-up plan:

3 flights of stairs (1, 2, 3)
Track Name: Sing, Singer
Sing, singer (sing, singer), weave me a tapestry
Sing, singer (sing, singer), no belly-aching
Just show me that instrument, do what you were born to do
Get the show on, get off stage, and go home

I can't stand you talking to me
I don't want you standing on my corner no more
Transport me to a different planet
Get the show on, get off stage, and go home

You're only getting paid to do one thing
Every second that you waste is money lost
No one cares what you sing as long as you sing
Every minute's coming out of your paycheck

Sing, singer (sing, singer), weave me a tapestry
Sing, singer (sing, singer), no belly-aching
Just show me that instrument, do what you were born to do
Get the show on, get off stage, and go home

This ain't no time for subtlety
Cast away your self-control and self-respect
Beat me over the head with the chorus
Get the show on, get off stage, and go home

Your father told me you're a comedian
Well, I came up with something you can use in your skits
But when you're up there, don't forget about Uncle Rick
If you get on TV, shout me out

No bonus in the gig economy
No paid time off with overtime
You call yourself a freelancer
I thought this was free

Got tens of eyes waiting for you
Don't you know who you're talking to?
Can I speak to your manager?
What do you mean she's dead?

Sing, singer (sing, singer), weave me a tapestry
Sing, singer (sing, singer), no belly-aching
Just show me that instrument, do what you were born to do
Get the show on, get off stage, and go home

You're only getting paid to do one thing
Every second that you waste is money lost
No one cares what you sing as long as you sing
Every minute's coming out of your paycheck

Sing, singer (sing, singer), weave me a tapestry
Sing, singer (sing, singer), no belly-aching
Just show me that instrument, do what you were born to do
Every minute's coming out of your paycheck
Track Name: Total Recall (<3)
I can't recall how many times I've ridden on a horse
and I bet that if you asked the horse(s) in question
they wouldn't know how many times they were ridden
While that may be an impossible sum
mine is more than 0 and <3

It is an integer
It is a prime number, debatably
Just divisible by 1 and itself
and it's more than 0 and <3

I have so many children
Many children have many questions
But I never bother to count them
n times infinity is more infinity

I couldn't say how many times I've fallen in love
and it's equally impossible to know whom with
but if you were to pin them down and ask them
Well, the sum of their tallies won't exclude zero
but mine is more than 0 and <3

My number's an integer
It is a whole number, more specifically
Just divisible by 1 and itself
and it's more than 0 and <3
Track Name: Pile Of Acorns
Where did I leave that pile of acorns after I saw that car on fire?
Where did I leave that pile of acorns after I saw that car on fire?

It was a long and lonely winter's day
and the sun went down but the light still stayed
I must've smelled it from a mile away
and the fear set in when it hit my brain
And when I scrambled through the door I was relieved and
she told me was hungry, asking where did I leave that pile?

Now in the springtime, everything's regrown
and the ground has thawed and I'm on my own
Although the flames have long been overthrown
my nose still perks up when the north wind blows
And now I'm sifting through the sand to find the answers
Piece it all together so that maybe we can reconcile

Pile of acorns
Car on fire
Pile of acorns
Car on fire
Track Name: Me And Julio Down By The Monolith
I ain't nothing but a damn dirty ape
but me and him were the same
until the monolith came
Now I'm troubled by the knowledge he gained
from some alien race
the day that Julio changed

The gift of sentience is wasted on the sad
I can't tell what he's thinking but it sure looks bad
I just want my best friend back, is that so much to ask?
When one lord giveth, which lord will taketh back?

There must be some dimension I can't perceive
He must be somewhere in some strange reality
But here at my feet, I feel his wide-eyed body breathing
I still see Julio, does Julio see me?

Now I ain't nothing but some damn dirty ape
but me and him were the same
until that monolith came
Now we're existing on two different wavelengths
and I can't give chase
ever since Julio changed

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