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Sinister Minister​/​St. Anthony EP

by The Family Township

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1.
From the brooding cliffs to the razor shores To the breathless caves to them iron doors There was loosed a man from the sands of time Who leads the way from two steps behind He’s going to break your heart and make you crawl with fear He’s going to say the words that you want to hear Fill your head with lies, he’s a sinister minister When the devil fled, hid forever more He sent forth a messenger to carry out his chores He spans the age of man, his shape blonds and bends He drives the cattle forth until we’ve reached our end Fill your head with lies, he’s a sinister minister
2.
It was a long, long road on which I died And I leaned so much in those days I woke up on my side I said “Driver, Alive, if you can hear, then let me off here” And when he did my face, my friend, was a picture of fear When the road moves on, let it push you along When the road moves on, let it push you along At first light of the night we cut lines cursed to be crossed And I burned St. Anthony’s name until I forgot what I’d lost Through the cracks in my hands I peered down to a mirror of blood And I cried to the sink, “My lord, what have I done?” When the road moves on, let it push you along When the road moves on, let it push you along Hear these shouts from the mouths in cold from the side of the road And they scream to the captain, “Dear Sir, is there room for one more?” Held a life like a knife, so keen and destined for great But from a dream you will always awake to be crushed by its weight When the road moves on, let it push you along When the road moves on, let it push you along
3.
Everybody! Everybody! Everybody! It’s a naked jamboree! She was a six-foot mama in feety pajamas Doing that backyard dance She had her knees in the dirt and the bees in her skirt And they were lining up to take their chance I had a broke down bicycle, hit by an icicle Rolling down 282 We took a shot in the dark, through it in park And lit out to see what to do High road heiress, vapid and careless Shaking that box of wine Dancin’ and prancin’, willin’ and chancin’ Sees all the cameras all of the time If I could catch that eye, she’d stand mesmerized She’d come down as if in a trance And I would take her by the hand and call up the band And lead her to the woods for a dance Everybody! Everybody! Everybody! It’s a naked jamboree! What I read in those tea leaves, you’d never believe me But I’m gonna say it out, anyway It said that life is for losers, but you should never abuse her Cause she’s been around longer than you Now your momma and poppa and good family doctor They been saying it from the start That there’s love in the trees that are bent by disease You have to appreciate their part
4.
Running the motor that moves you along is a dangerous game Feeling the fractals of light that ignite from a broken pane Put on the water and turn it to ice, there’s a storm outside Run from the window with terror abright that you’re burning alive Riding along and singing a song of hope and faith While under the seat the bottles crack as the moonlight fades You’re pushing a luck that’s pushed you along at a treacherous speed You’re out of the fire and into desire, you’re burning on need Burning alive, there’s no hope for you yet Burning alive, you are fueled by regret Burning alive, no hope for you yet Burning alive, we drink to forget Time will dance with no man Arm in arm with no hands And we wait for a chance at life’s end To hold eye to eye a good friend The sand has run through, but your will it refused to go down With eyes fixed dead you’re shooting ahead and there’s no sound The wind at this speed is a razor that cleaves and your arms are gone You’re just heart and a face at a furious pace and it’s so long

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Marc Pinansky - Guitar, Vocals, Keys
John Sheeran - Bass
Greg Beadle - Drums
Matt Smart - Guitar, Vocals
Clara Kebabian - Violin on St. Anthony
Jeremy Greene - Cello on St. Anthony
Andrea Gillis - Backing vocals on Backyard Naked Jam
Rona Mattocks - Backing vocals on Backyard Naked Jam
Katie Puzo - Backing vocals on Sinister Minister, Backyard Naked Jam

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released September 1, 2008

Produced by Chris McLaughlin & Township
Engineered by Chris McLaughin @ 1867 Recording Studio
Mixed by Chris McLaughlin & Township @ 1867
Mastered by Nick Zampiello @ New Alliance East
Design by Andy Guthrie
Burnin remix by Tony Diodore
Music by Township, Lyrics by M. Pinansky
RUNNER'S HIGH MUSIC, ASCAP 2008

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The Family Township Boston, Massachusetts

Township, AKA The Family Township, has been making their Boston-bred brand of classic rock inspired music for nearly 2 decades. As the years and albums have progressed, Township's music has evolved, infusing itself with greater urgency, immediacy, and existential rumination; mirroring these days rather than “those days.” ... more

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