albums-title
Prettier Than You
  • Love Is Hard
  • Prettier Than You
  • There's Music
  • 70 Virgins
  • Duck
  • Garbage Man
  • Charge It
  • KaChing
  • Free Money
  • Swing That Kaddish
  • Dança Da Solidão
Everybody Loves Me
Love Is Hard
words & music: Polar Levine
P/1: lead vocals, guitar, track
Rubio: BKG vocals
Ginetta Vendetta: Trumpet 
produced by Polarity/1
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Allison ponders a man named Mose
He's up on a mountain with his bush a-burnin' Was he sucking on Yvonne's toes?
While girl sits home all toss and turnin'
Cold compress and a dose of religion
A yen to confess what's in her bones
Shopping for shoes in lieu of livin'
Then bolt the door and get on with jones Stairwell dank in the cold of summer
Love is hard no love's a bummer
I know

Chorus: Love is hard   Lovelorn                                      Love is hard   Shopworn
               Got to slow down
               Got to slow down
               Slow down to get born

Moses suits up, shoots up the fast lane
Swims upstream in digital pool
Knocking down pussy like lines of cocaine
A gut full of gimme and a mouth full of drool Sweet sixteen in the neighbor's yard

Someone else's buns in the oven
Mo is whackin' the doggie hard
Twenty times two but no real lovin'
Love is hard where the fun is easy
Heart gets tired while the nose gets greasy
I know

Chorus
Prettier Than You
words & music: Polar Levine
P/1: lead & BKG vocals, Guitars,      programming, surdo, track 
Rubio: Rhodes, organ, bass, synth, digital
     drums, BKG vocals
Xtra vocals: Jamie “Chicken Sal” Fiorentino,
     Katy Martin
produced by Polarity/1
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Intro: Somebody's got a message
           Someone's got a message
           Somebody's got a message for you There's a very handsome man
He got something to say to you
There's a very pretty girl
She got something to say to you
They got better things for you
They got better things for you
They got better things for you
More than your friends can do
They got better things for you
More than your friends can do
They got better things for you
Improved and brand new

Chorus: So lay back my baby
               Lay back my baby
               Lay back my baby
               There's nothing for you to do
               So lay back my baby
               Lay back my baby
               Lay back my baby
               Not a thing for you to do
               And they know everything you do
               Cause the're prettier than you
               And everything they say is true
               Cause they're prettier than you

Turn on the TV
Turn on the TV
Turn on the TV
Baby don't mind me
Jump back in the kitchen
Jump back in the kitchen
Jump back in the kitchen
Got three minutes Stop twitchin'
Jump back in the kitchen
Open up a can
Jump back in the kitchen
Chicken sal san

Chorus

There's money to make over here
There's money to save over there
Jesus and MTV
and women in their underwear
Got everything for you
Just sit in the blue light
Nobody got to know
Go ahead take a bite
Nobody got to know Nobody got to pay
So lay back my baby
The message is on the way

Chorus
There's Music
words & music: Polar Levine
P/1: 12-string guitar, electric guitar, bass,
     surdos, zabumbas,  tamborims, triangles,
     reco reco, lead & background vocals produced by Polarity/1
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Down the road past the army camp
At the Paris Hilton sat Charlie the Tramp Leaning on his cane in a Hollywood way
It was a silent film so he had nothing to say
Up in the penthouse in the boiler room
The custodial baroness in Fruit of the Loom
Her finger on the trigger of her secret game With Toody the Monkey Boy 
just outside the frame

Chorus:There's music all up your nose       
              There's music all in your hair and
              There's music in your mouth
              There's music way down south       
              There's music in the chilly north                      There's music in the midwest and
              There's music in the Middle East   
              Music where you expect it least

Then the brave soldiers arrived from the town And sad reporters & the mayor's clown
And they all danced together
'neath a filled up moon
It couldn't 'a happened a minute too soon

Chs: There's music in the old and young
         There's music that's burped and sung
         There's music for life and for death
         And music to take away your breath
         Music for the booty and the soul
         There's music that's beyond control         
         There's music not about a market test
         That's the music that I like best
         There's music in the chilly north
         There's music in the midwest and
         There's music in the Middle East and
          Music where you expect it least
70 Virgins
words & music: Polar Levine
In memory of victims of 9/11 and war in Iraq For Salman Ahmad, Sherry Ahmad and Junoon
P/1: vocals & track
Jim Savitt: Lead guitar
David Gervais: Guitars
D.A.V.: BKG vocals
produced by Polarity/1
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A blue sky is dripping red
A sea of oil Anoints the dead
Tell me again, what's that you said?
Who is that you're paying?
I hear somebody praying
The innocents will foot the bill
The guilty aren't speaking
The God of greed is the son of the man
This was not some cosmic plan

Chorus: 70 virgins in the sky  [3x]
               A tank full of gas and a plane to fly

Tithing in the church of fear; the rabbis cheer Say again, where it's in the book
About that girl you're flogging
And that land you're hogging
The innocents will foot the bill
The guilty aren't speaking
The God of hate is the son of the man
This was not some cosmic plan

Chorus

Sweet revenge for the chosen son
Wave the flag  Salute the gun
Tell me again, what's that you said?
What is it you're hiding?
The news you're not providing
The innocents will foot the bill
The guilty aren't speaking
The God of war is the son of the man
This is not some cosmic plan
Chorus: An S.U.V. and a rockin' band  [3x]                   A tank full of gas and Disneyland
Duck
words & music: Polar Levine
For the victims of Hurricane Katrina
P/1: Track, lead & background vocals
Rubio: Rhodes & BKG vocals
Katy Martin: Xtra vocals
produced by Polarity/1
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Weasel droppings on the flooded skyline
Gassy foam from the tabloid byline
Waiters and getters Goiters and betters Corporate bedwetters, aiders, abetters
Spin their story of Storyville City
Where the folks is happy and the jazz so pretty America dreams on an oily lake
Golden goose-step for Jesus' sake
Department of sleepwalk And binary small talk Cakewalk on water to attend the wake

Bridge: Notable notables keeping score
              Donut holes on the ballroom floor
              K Street paid to handle the door
              for the donut holes
              on the ballroom floor
              You don't hear what you say
              You don't say what you know
             Beg for my vote like a crackhead ho 
              Bullshit flow goes only to flip flop
              But you don't live
              where the rust goes drip drop
              Streets you deplete
              Are not where your kids go
              We follow the leaders
              You follow the dough
Chorus: If it quacks like a duck,
               walks like a duck, 
               looks like a duck 
               It must be a hunter
               Duck, brother, duck

Spyboy hanging up top the mast
Gettin' heavy on the levee but relief not fast Play some of that good ol' jazz
(Yeah, play dat jazz) For that gang of Texans
marching back to the past
And livin' large, Sarge
And not takin' charge, Sarge, of the Mardi Gras on the sinking barge
Root toot goes the second line
Drinkin' wine spodee-odee
on the 50 yard line
A fine job, Brownie, just fine
Blackie on the housetop,
watchin' his family dyin'
Smells like death, yo. Yo, hold your breath Excuses flyin' like crystal meth

Bridge
Chorus
Garbage Man
words & music: Polar Levine
P/1: Guitar, keyboards, blues harp, caixa,
       repinique, triangles, lead & BKG vocals, 
       track
Rubio: Rhodes, digital drums, keyboards,                BKG vocals produced by Polarity/1

Chorus: I am, I am  [3x]  Garbage Man
               I am, I am  [3x]  Your garbage Man

Laugh lines drip down Botox face
That's me, baby, parkin' in your private space
Got a tickly throat and some dental floss
for the pits from the fruit of your special sauce Amour mama, and a sleek toupee
Better save your coupons
where the hound dogs pray
So let's sit around and uh, chase our tails
You can rev your Jetson on my monorail
Go ahead - eat that stanky gourmet cheese
I’m gonna eat that chicken you holdin' 
'tween your knees

Chorus: I am, I am  [3x]  Garbage Man
               I am, I am  [3x]  Your garbage Man
               I spit more trash than your TV can

Get me on your talk show
Feed me any line   Gonna spin my mojo
where the sun don't shine
I can whistle Dixie, y'ain't heard nothin' yet
Like that Fox who's howlin' on your TV set
I'm howlin' sweeter than Wolf
or John Cocaine
Where the hills are alive like Kurt Cobain
I'm smokin' TNT, drinkin' liquid spite
I hope the FCC start a fight

Chorus: I am, I am  [3x]  Garbage Man
               I am, I am  [3x]  Your garbaget Man
               I spit more trash than your TV can
               I am, I am  [3x]  Your garbage Man
               Well, The Fathers don't know
               But Mrs. Neilson understand
Charge It
words & music: Polar Levine
P/1: Track & vocals
Rubio: Vocals 
produced by Polarity/1
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Tight money's causing some stressin'
Daddy's on the run cause the IRS is pressin'
Mama bought a sofa cause she's depressin'
Little man sweatin' for a BMX
Big sister shot her movie by bouncin' checks
I'm overdrawn on the Amex
How am I gonna replace my wreck?

Chorus: Charge it

Tell me how can a poor man live?
How much interest does he have to give?
The system gettin oppressive
The loan shark at the bank
Is giving him the shank
The one in the alley is scary
We're robbing Peter and Paul
Cause we got to pay Mary
How we gonna pay for our getaway

Chorus: Charge it

Santa Clause is comin' to town
He's making a list -- no money down
Got everything you prayed for
Except that it ain't paid for
Just do exactly what Santa do

Chorus: Charge it
KaChing
words & music: Polar Levine
P/1: Track, tamborims, moringa, lead & BKG
    vocals
Rubio: Rhodes. 
Xtra vocals: Katy Martin
produced by Polarity/1
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Abracadabra  Clear Channel in flannel
Music vandal, a global scandal
They say the groove will move
when revenue improve
when musical mojo is all about cash flow
The one and the oh gonna stop the show
All rise to the butter "but - but - but"
Lawyers stutter, no go Restrain, contain,
Rein in the brain  Control, patrol,
Dismantle the sample
Dismantle the sample? Trample 
Cramp the flow of need to grow
Slap on barcode, copyright source code 
Tax the muse and the horse she rode

Chorus:
Even the rhythm has got the blues
               Turn on the news
               You won't learn a thing
               A book, a look, a song to sing
               Just a logo cloud of lies and bling
               And there's nothing in the air
               There's nothing in the air
               And there's nothing on the air
               But ka-ching ka-ching
               There's nothing in the air
               Nothing in the air
               Nothing on the air
               But ka-ching ka-ching ka-ching

Newsmen pimp for the war machine 
Drop some bullshit, see if it float
Spit some fire on the gasoline
and we all hold tight in a little row boat
Clap hands on the one, go shop at the store
Buy more buy more. More More.
Go go buy more, more 
while the Oakie from Muskogee
Lose his legs in the war  
Pat-a-cake, eat-a-cake, stay awake
fucked and fake, baked in the stocks 
You won't get the news by asking the FOX
Microphone, webcam
hidden in the bedsprings
War on drugs, every side thugs 
pullin' wings off the offsprings
Moss will gather where the floss can't reach 
If you don't have the brains to teach -
you preach
Confectionary knowledge base
Baked in haste,
symmetrical to taste Spun and bundled,
fondled, bungled
Delivered with slight of hand
by the cutest band
Corporate coronation of the bland

Chorus

The godfather of holes 
rules every year election time
Do-see-do with kids in the schools 
Telling lies in pantomime 
Dispatched by the strings attached  
Scratched backs in back rooms
with the hacks
Where the sun don't shine  Your life line
tangled on the dollar sign Fake dieties 
Faithful aversion to mystery 
Redline the gospel history 
Put intimacy in quarantine
All for fear of the unforseen
Don't do it! C'mon 
Don't pull the plug on the sex machine!
What's really obscene is  
Beaver with a cleaver ready to attack  Relax!
Just smell the coffee, squeeze the buns 
The Huns at the gate are just self-hate 
Pop a Tums

Chorus
Free Money (But You Gotta Pay)
words & music: Polar Levine
P/1: Track, Surdos, tamborims & vocals produced by Polarity/1
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Chorus: Got free money
               but you have to pay
               Free money but you have to pay                Shop till you drop
               the American way
               Got free money
               but you have to pay

From the sea to shining sea      
    Got free money but you have to pay
Signing up for bankruptcy      
    Got free money but you have to pay
Everyone's a card head
blind like a crack head
They send it in the mail
Soon the house is for sale
Mastercard Visa pushin' to squeeze ya
Pre-approved by Amex for credit scamex

Chorus  Late fee, Fi Fo Fum     
     Got free money but you have to pay
I smell the work of a congressman
      Got free money but you have to pay
That card in the mail makes you feel comfy Two jobs at Wal-Mart won't pay the monthly Mama Mama did you come up short
The fine print - read all about it in court

Chorus
 

Use it lose it 
    Got free money but you have to pay
It's all ours and we choose it
     Got free money but you have to pay
Buy buy buy before we die die die
Pay pay pay and get gray gray
Bumma Bumma Bumma 
Gotta tow away the Humma
But don't worry none 
Another credit card a-cumma

Chorus
Swing That Kaddish
words & music: Polar Levine
In memory of Arnold Green
P/1: vocals & track 
Rubio: Piano, organ, synth theremin
jproduced by Polarity/1
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Piss out a window, late afternoon
Jailbirds high over sleepy lagoon
Cigar in my coffee and my little tin spoon
Oh oh oh goin' down
Paperclip tieclasp, rusty but firm
Loose-fitting jockeyshorts yellow with sperm
Take-out chop suey goes down like a worm
Oh oh oh goin' down

Chorus: Oh Mama,
               Mommy let me come home
               I won't steal your jewelry no more
               Take me home
               My deal's goin' down
               it ain't goin' slow
               Swing that Kaddish, baby
               Sweet and low

Slo gin canasta in a smokey room
Some good ol' Jewboys... prophets of doom
Sophie on the carpet circumsizing the groom
Oh oh oh goin' down
Little Joe Donsky with the broadloom crown
Sleeps with the fishes in a concrete gown
I'm waitin' for some cash  from
The Fat Man uptown
Oh oh oh goin' down

Chorus

You got Frankie and Dorsey...
The great hits from the past
Tito Rodriguez and Bird playin' fast
That damn rock n roll, it'll never last
Oh oh oh goin' down  

Chorus
Dança Da Soliadão
words & music: Paulinho da Viola
P/1: lead & BKG vocals, acoustic & electric guitars, cavaquinho, tumba, rebolo, repique de mão, agogo, pandeiro