Live at The Way Station 10​.​7​.​16

by Dolphins Don't Love

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Recorded live at The Way Station 10/7/2016

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released October 7, 2016

Phil Harris - heart
Don Paris Schlotman - mouth
Danny Cambo - brain

Recorded live at The Way Station (Brooklyn, NY) October 7, 2016
All songs ©2016 Don Paris Schlotman, ASCAP / Erroebot Music
℗2016 Dolphins Don't Love
album cover photo by Lily Galib

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Dolphins Don't Love Brooklyn, New York

Dolphins Don't Love is Don Paris Schlotman on vocals and guitars + Phil Harris on drums + Danny Cambo on synth. We play wavegaze rock and roll in the heart of Brooklyn, NY.

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Track Name: Cayenne
We ran through the clouds
Oh! Such a perfect day
Never coming down
From the palisade
Rains falls in French
On the holiday
But the heat of Cayenne
Melt it all away

River rushing past
Out to the open sea
Where nothing ever lasts
And we are truly

Rushed through the crowds
Such a perfect day
Danced in motley gowns
From the palisade
The crumbled ruins of Ceperou
From the colony
Catch the sky's deep blue
And you give it back to me

The river rushing past
Out to the open sea
Nothing ever lasts
And we are truly free
Nothing ever lasts
And we are truly

Brushed through the clouds
On a winter's day
The buildings on the ground
Form a colonnade
Snow falls in New Amsterdam
For the holiday
The heat of Cayenne
Melts it all away

The river rushes past
Out to the open sea
Nothing ever lasts
We are truly free
Track Name: Bastards of Slaughter
We are all children
Immigrants, sons, and daughters
The bastards of slaughter
Waves cresting to the shore
Floating cotillions
Swirling ecosystems
Imperfect conditions
Resistance engines roar

We march back to the sea
Before we turn into machines
We’re coming home

We're not just civilians
Cogs, sprockets, or pistons
On suicide missions
Fighting atomic wars
For countless generations
Nomadic sons and daughters
We are the bastards of the slaughter
Our alma mater

And we march back to the sea
We march back to the sea
Before we turn into machines
Driven by an inner beast

All going home
All going home
All going home
All going home
Track Name: Float on By + Fly Away
Can't see the shore
Don't want your
Land no more
I know the score

Float on by...

I don't want war
And I ain't gonna whore
Myself no more
I know for sure

Float on By!
Float on By!
Float on By!
Track Name: Radio Waves
All those long nights
On the shortwave
To monitor the necessary airspace
It's a hold out
For a little slice of truth

Then your voice breaks
The static of the new day
Riding on the crystalline light waves
It's a sell out
Of our wasted youth

I can hear you coming in
I can hear you coming in
I can hear you coming in
From such a long, long, long, long way

So we lock down
The source of the new wave
Communicate beyond the standard mayday
It's a washout
Of a little slice of truth

I can hear you coming in
I can hear you coming in
I can hear you coming in
From such a long, long, long, long way

On the launchpad
Of a bright day
We'll rise above the ordinary airspace
It's a breakout
Of our cosmic youth

I can hear you coming in
I can hear you coming in
I can hear you coming in
Can't you see I'm falling in love...?
On the radio waves
On the radio
On the radio waves
On the radio
Track Name: Killers
Don't need a silver bullet
To lift this dreaded curse
Or a magic potion
That'll only leave you feeling worse
Don't need a gypsy woman
With a tarnished lamp to illuminate
Don't require madness
Just for you to feed your hate

'Cause we... are... all.... killers
On the land and on the sea
Bonapartes and sharks included
And of course there's you and me

Don't need a dusty stake
Driven through a dusty heart
Or the national army
Firing missiles into the dark
Don't need a steady hand
To get off the one perfect shot
You think you're doing nothing
When you probably done a lot

'Cause we... are... all.... stupid
Despite our massive brains
Einstein included
If we only use our smarts to dole out pain

Enough with the midnight stalking
Please give up without a fight
And please stop that talking
You've said too much tonight
Put down that heavy cross
And learn to walk away
You think you're doin nothing
Probably done too much today
You think you're doin nothing
Probably done too much today
Track Name: The Ocean
Fell into the ocean
Sank into the sea
Undulating motion
Washing over
Down here at the bottom
You can be
So if you got the notion
You should come with me
You should come with me

The ocean heaves
And the world breathes

Below the surface
There is a river
Cool, clear
Life-giving water
At the bottom
The river is a tree
And I got the notion
You were just like me
You were just like me
You were just like me

The ocean bleeds
The ocean bleeds
and the world feeds

Fell into the ocean
Sank into the sea
Undulating motion
Washing over