The last time we saw Remote Control
She was ashes and Dawn had took her soul
Then again maybe then it wasn't so
Or maybe then it was oh no
Now she's tailing our hero Baby Blue
She knows that the lies have turned to truth
But she never asked for any proof
She really didn't care she still don't
Remote Control has found her soul
Hit that pipe again
She's been ready now she's steady
It's a laughing zen
Well she knows how to live her life as art
And romantically construct a part
Of a universal broken heart
That's weeping tears of laughter and angst
It's a muffled laughter when it's time
It's a victim of a worthless crime
It's a notion sprouting off the vine
That's rooted in mischief and pranks
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As she surveys all that's come to pass
She knows her time has come at last
To binge and partake of repast
And try and change the world oh my
If she's magic then so are me and you
Like she says "bring the meaning of the truth"
It never needs to show a proof
In algebraic terms or why
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Dave - guitars, vocals, mandolin
Brian - bass, engineering, mixing
Ochster - drums and percussion
Ian - mastering