NightFort

Song: NightFort
Album: Edo

Artist: Toussaint Morrison

Written by: Toussaint Morrison

Released June 24, 2014

ref: https://toussaintmorrison.bandcamp.com/track/nightfort

Hello, it’s me

I stole your keys

To the cage

I’m out and runnin’ free

I won’t take

It quick

When we see you out

I think it’s time you call your God

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Fresh daily and I’m brewin’ by the hour

Went from walkin’ thin ice to swimmin’ in hot water

I live a crazy life, a poisonous wild flower

Shootin’ fireworks off rooftop parties at Bowser’s

I’m unacceptable. Callin’ your boys out

To the Gotham bank to cash a few checks they wrote with their mouths

I don’t walk the walk, I float the ground

Consult a blog for how I’m supposed to sound

You’re better off hanging with the Belmonts or gettin’ the hell outta town

I’m not responsible for my actions after sundown

It’s the ceilin’-walkin’, time-traveler, decision-damager

The queen-fuckin’, law-breakin’, Black Lannister

It’s cold inside regardless for outliers

Where every cop, deep down, aspires to be William Stryker

The straits are dire. So, I walk the streets at night

Searchin’ for the city’s pulse beneath a dien’ light

It’s not the full moons, it’s not the creatures,

It’s not the shrieks breakin’ loose every time you turn a street

That stole my sleep and civility. Baby, it’s elementary.

I lost it the moment I tried to change what it was meant to be

Fightin’ crime turned to fightin’ all the time

Turned to fightin’ the law I used to fight alongside

Whatever it is- believe the hype

It’s gotta go wrong before it goes right.

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Hello, it’s me

I stole your keys

To the cage

I’m out and runnin’ free

I won’t take

It quick

When we see you out

I think it’s time you call your God

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CHORUS

Tonight

Tonight is where it ends

To the other side

To the other side someone will rest

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I wish she could disappear, Hermione Granger

The woman I paid most my years, she’s a stranger

She wouldn’t drop the games even if coach dropped her pay

Kicked her off the team and placed her on waivers

I put her on my back so she couldn’t reach my heart

She held on with one hand, the other on

Her knife. I survived this far

But now they only know me as the man with 7 scars

It’s in the past, and if they want to, let’em laugh

We’ve all taken a few flights that were meant to crash,

So, fly off. Meet me back on the helipad.

I’ll take’em all on, they’re messin’ with the wrong telepath

You never fully grasped the statement “nothin’s meant to last”

Oddly, it was the only thing that stuck with me when I left class

Heads clash in this war where no one’s fightin’ with the heart

And I grin as I watch the city be swallowed by the dark

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PRE-CHORUS

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CHORUS

GameShark Tank

Song: GameShark Tank

Album: Edo

Artist: Toussaint Morrison

Written by: Toussaint Morrison

Released June 24, 2014

ref: https://toussaintmorrison.bandcamp.com/track/gameshark-tank

Chorus

So far

Gone, riding’ on another deathtrap

Screamin’ thru the night until we get there

But for right now

I don’t care

Midnight

Mistress, let me take you to the outside

I’ll show you how much wrong it takes to get right

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Bar closer. Closin’ shift, over.

Wild for the night until it starts over

It’s progress if we fall forward

It’s not a party if the cops don’t show up

I’m in a city where there’s no way to go up

And well-versed in the art of the throat cut

Passive reactions of “so what”

So what? Woke up.

I’ll show ya hot to get free

Come and get a front seat and a conversation

We can plot out where we wanna fly first

Take over, shake up and get confrontational

They been sittin there lookin’ terse

Like somethin’s gonna happen on its own and take off

While we hover-boarding the curb

Cross state- country- cross earth.

For my med dealers, fifty dollar wielders

Bombshell baristas, coffee shop killers

Fixed-gear girls with an attitude to match

That off-the-chain bike, lock it up- I might steal it.

The more you don’t get it, the more it’s appealin’

But no more or no less for you to feel it

I can’t stop, I’m a wild-pitch fielder

Hyrule Hustler, meal-ticket wielder

Hype don’t scare. Honey, I’m used to it.

Cats wanna act like they anything but human

“til they bleedin’ a river and cryin’ out

“Lordy, lordy, lordy- ouuuwww!”

Ma, you the queen of escape routes

But tonight you don’t need one to seek out

Jake, turn the beat down.

Fuck Minneapolis. Girl, let’s leave town.

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Where ya wanna go

What ya wanna do

Who you wanna be

Where ya wanna live

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Have ya ever smiled to watch somebody’s soul die

A little bit the more they try to control the outcome

I can’t get satisfaction ‘less I have the free will

To decide how I die.

The colors fade into obscenity

Your old friends turn into your new enemies

And your home ain’t a garden-

Home ain’t a garden where you grow

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CHORUS
So far

Gone

Ridin’ on another deathtrap

And dreamin’ without promise ‘til I get there

But right now

I don’t care

Midnight

Mistress let me take ya to the outside

I’ll show you how much wrong it takes to get right

Get right

Get right

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Man,

I been doin’ pirouettes on the razor’s edge

And, everytime I come around

These haters turn to a zombie film, playin’ dead

I can’t abide with if it ain’t high risk

My style’s an apache with no pilot

Up in the air, either you stay or ride with

No ma’am, I don’t know any other way than like this

I’ma freak it without prelude or pretense

I’m anything but human on the track; Preakness

I free swim in the gameshark tank deep end

While you wouldn’t think to think what I’m speakin’

I hold tight to the samurai code

Where wolves cry wolf and there’s no high road

Aside though, from bein’ an asshole and a handful

I can be quite delightful

You’ll see, don’t think, just jump the front seat

Like my bike, baby- this thing only gots one speed

W to the A-R-P

Bad boy renegade kicked off the StarFleet

I’m part man, half-dead, part beast

I know you’re hard to get, even harder to keep

But tonight I wanna freestyle to your heartbeat

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We’re separated from our own glory by

The fear of fuckin’ up and bein’ labeled as a borderline

I can’t get into it

Unless I’m gamblin’ with my life

You wanna play savior of the centure

Then show me you’re dien’ for the opportunity

To live somewhere other than a prison

And die free

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CHORUS

New Orleans Swim Team

Song: New Orleans Swim Team

Album: Edo

Artist: Toussaint Morrison

Written by: Toussaint Morrison

Released June 24, 2014

ref: https://toussaintmorrison.bandcamp.com/track/new-orleans-swim-team

I hear New Orleans callin’ my name and it breaks my heart

Cos I’m sittin’ in this cold ass town lost in the dark

Hold tight, hold tight, hold tight

As the days go by, go by, go by

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Since I left the south, I make no measure in good weather

If a hurricane is comin’ then tell’em to come and get it

It’s the root-settin’, truth-yellin’, boot-kickin’, shoe-melter

Tellin’ you to go the fuck home and do better

Don’t worry ‘bout my cardigans and school sweaters

This is Trillmont until the apocalypse turns a new feather

For now, I’m buildin’ somethin’ similar to the High Wind

To fly out of this city and crash and burn on a warmer climate

Strike it like a union. My father’s holy communion

Is green tea, fresh fish, and activism

Shootin’ truth to’em ‘til the money can’t justify

Marginalizin’ blue collar lives to the millions.

I’m livin’, and that’s a result of the public school system

Racially defunct as it may be, it’s still my origin.

Oregon-Trail-Blazer. I don’t need your bridges

I’m skatin’ down the river ‘til it melts, then I’m swimmin’

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Chorus

If ya spot me on the road to who I’m going to be

Ask me when I’m gonna get there, I’ll say today

If ya spot me on the road to who I’m going to be

Ask me how far I’m going, I say all the way.

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Got my blades to skate down the Mississippi ‘til the ice runs out

And start swimmin’ the rest of the river into the deep south.

Freestyle, front crawl, kickin’ hard

Flip turn off the levy wall

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Pushin’ weight, no hands, it’s telekinetic

Put this mornin’ in a casket, tomorrow can come and get it

My hustle is relative to the Highlander

It’ll turn that chesty bravado into an innocent bystander

Between more women than Lysander and the mayor of Cougar Town

Protect ya neck, Duncan MacLeod

You say leavin’ town, as if the journey could never travel back

But I’ve been livin’ north of the wall since they built Castle Black

It’s already a return to the mecca like pickin’ Paul in Tekken

And Camellia Grill grits for breakfast

It’s beyond your daily threshold and comprehension

Like Milwaukee, WI open bar wedding receptions

God bless it, cos I ain’t workin’ with too many of’em

I’m just swimmin’ down the Mississippi to where the love went

French quarter, no borders, take me back as I am

Just a man with a few songs in his hands. Nola!

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Chorus

Jarvis

Song: Jarvis

Album: Edo

Artist: Toussaint Morrison

Written by: Toussaint Morrison

Released June 24, 2014

ref: https://toussaintmorrison.bandcamp.com/track/jarvis

Chorus

Comatose by day, police by night

Swimmin’ up stream, it’s my only way out

If you got a light, then baby I got the time

Can’t tell you my name, it’s too big for this town

From South Beach with Steve to Crown Heights with Corina

Broke on the open road, leanin’ on a team-up

Family, friends, fans- the whole foundation of

They’re all worth their weight in vibranium

I sing it like Mahalia, bwoy

Servin’ heat, cold ain’t no concern to me

They shootin’ fire, then I’m goin’ down burnin’ free

I kill privilege until they have to serve the streets

If there’s fuel in the tank, then I’ma turn the key

I gotta get back to payin’ overprice for peace

Cos there’s a side of every city countin’ on me

To do somethin’ about it. We

Share the nightmare, the high fares

Of the sweet dream of someday to leave town and fly where

All the hustle pays off with a view above all

To gaze from, but right now I’m right here.

Boss man ain’t a fan of my watch

It tell me when I’m off the job

He’d have me all day if he could

But my time ain’t on the menu

Chorus

From joyrides with Jarvis to downtown with Dunny

Tourin’ with Broesder and Wade across country

Incentive shines bright as we burn through the money

Just a band’a blue collar boys stuntin’ without a budget

World on your shoulders homie? Shift the weight.

Somebody’s goin’ hungry, then we switch the plates.

Either way, we live bait for Crown Victorias

Midwest bred, but act like we’re straight out Historia

I’d perowse the Craiglist section for the food & bev job openin’s

Unless I didn’t have this nervous naggin’ tick and hankerin’

To go Jake & Finn dangerous. Take your pick:

BMO, capitalism or Sega Genesis

Your reality needs refurbishin’

Take down your walls. Get some mythril or grow thicker skin.

If you can’t walk off the job- start practicing.

Take your time back. Relearn how to get it again.

Seconds countdown

But the workday don’t die

Wheels turn without a pulse

Stand still or stay alive.

Chorus