There Go The Nightmericans & Clockwork

by Elvis Perkins, Sam Cohen

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All proceeds from sales of this release will go to benefit Emergent Fund, powered by RPM. Established in November 2016, the Emergent Fund continues to protect and empower American communities most jeopardized by the Trump Administration. RPM is a nonprofit agency supporting artists in activism.

There Go The Nightmericans is my (EP here) new single, performed with Sam Cohen and Josh Kaufman. The question of what to do about the walking nightmares currently in the high seats of American power has for a year now borne heavy on my mind, too (surprise). Desperate times calling for all manner of desperate measure, here we have a Hail Mary'd wake up call to their presumably only shallowly-buried better selves, pitched from the recess of a song-spell their ears may never hear. At its center is a guided meditation for those who wish to join in expelling what nightmares may be driving Mr. Trump and his enablers.

Clockwork was originally released by Sam Cohen as part of Dave Eggers "30 Songs, 30 Days" during the month leading up to the 2016 presidential election. The song is something of a eulogy for American dignity.

Sam Cohen and I are gratified to see the energy we fed into these songs going out to organizations at the vanguard of the resistance and the revitalization.

For information on the Emergent Fund and the organizations they support: www.emergentfund.net/grantees/

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released December 7, 2017

There Go The Nightmericans:
Written by Elvis Perkins
Produced by Sam Cohen
Mixed by D James Goodwin
Mastered by Alan Silverman

Acoustic guitar and voice: Elvis Perkins
Drums, bass, synth and background voices: Sam Cohen
Organ, electric guitar, bulbul tarang: Josh Kaufman

Video by Huger Foote & Elvis Perkins
Cinematography by Huger Foote
Edited by Ben Fundis

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Elvis Perkins is a songwriter, performer and composer.
Discography: Ash Wednesday 2007, Elvis Perkins in Dearland 2009, The Doomsday EP 2009, I Aubade 2015. Film scores: I am the Pretty Thing the Lives in the House 2016 and The Blackcoat’s Daughter 2017 ... more

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Track Name: There Go The Nightmericans
Here come the Nightmericans
Eyes afire with jet burning
Primeval trees
Whispering wake children
There isn’t no time
To sleep through this morning
I pave you in light
You Nightmericans

Come tall-talking Paul
Who is accused of lying
Between us and the Sun
Who sent the flowers sighing
Over an Earth pretty well used to dying
Open the door the windows to Zion
Of your beautiful blue eyes
Speaker Ryan

Elizabeth D, the D for devastation
Pull from your own youth
The black hare of illumination
Oh where is that girl, tulip-timed in mystic Michigan?
What would her Jesus do
With her lighthouse as a Christian
But dervish out the sun
To all young Americans?

Come kid-glovéd Don
Rose finger-pricked trumpet
Blowing wholly the mort
On Nightmerica incorporate
The office a 300
Sum-odd million snake egg omelet
All of your Horses and your men if they were honest
Would most love you yellowed out
And gone where God is

Come listener with me
On a light meditation
Close your eyes to see great wings
Enfold the capital of our nation
This is not the snow- white dove from the lonesome above
But the rainbow street pigeon of all and no religion

Now in your third eye you from this giant bird’s eye view
666-teen hundred Pennsylvania Avenue
And you look to the west and see waiting in your nest
An Oval Office in all its present rottenness
Yay though it be rotten and surely ill- begotten
It’s yours all the same and you love it no less

So you sit yourself right down & you begin to brood
With a proud and a motherly attitude
And from your rainbow throat comes a rainbow of notes
Ringing every chakra like alarum bells
All the way down from the crown to the now painted Easter egg shell
& you witness now with the speed of Jesus how a tomb can turn to a womb
As rainbow waves fill to the gills that bright & oval room
And thread through every ear of every walking talking nightmare in there

& there among the rest is our good Donald dead asleep at his desk
And with his snoring and his dreams too bleak and too boring
The room begins to shake
And the shell begins to break
And the sunlight floods in
Displacing all the nightmares within
And within each American a sound and sacred soul begins to stir again

And you, the pigeon, peer in
Singing backwards from three
At nothing you’ll wake and be back in your bodies

Three
Two
One

There go the Nightmericans
Eyes alright like the infant oceans
Coming to from deep state hypnosis
Each resurfacing soul its own personal Atlantis
All shining in the sun all born-again Americans
Track Name: Clockwork
Everybody loves a shit show
Don't you like to watch them fighting on TV?
My country
'Tis of thee I sing.
In the court of public fury
Justice and wisdom are condemned
Look who's shaping your position
Where does it end?

Is this a game?
Is there really nothing valuable to save
The great debate
Is so confused
'Cos everybody loves to be amused
Yes, everybody loves to be amused
Everybody loves to be amused.

And the rich keep getting richer
And richer
And still your banner's in my face
Can't you see, you stupid fuck
You and me are crammed in the same space.

Are you for real?
Is there really nothing left for them to steal?
The great debate
Is so confused
'Cos everybody loves to be amused
Yes, everybody loves to be amused
Everybody loves to be amused.

Like a bomb
It's ticking
Like clockwork.
Like a bomb
It's ticking
Like clockwork.

Is there really nothing nothing beautiful
To save?
Is there really nothing valuable
To save?

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