Music

In July, 2006, Infotourist released the single "America Will Hide Me From The World", following up on the January 2006 release of Selected Case Studies.

MP3s

"America Will Hide Me From The World" and all three songs from Selected Case Studies are available for free download. The songs are in mp3 format encoded at 128 KB/s. Please use the links below to download the songs:

We hope that you enjoy these songs. Feel free to make copies and share them with your friends (see the license information below). If you have the means, we would really appreciate it if you were to purchase the Selected Case Studies CD to help defray the cost of recording.

Credits

All songs are written by Jason Erb. "Have I Gone Astray?" includes lyrics adapted from "On Jordan's Stormy Banks I Stand" (cyberhymnal.org), with words by Samuel Stennett (from Selection of Hymns, John Rippon, 1787).

All songs feature:

"America Will Hide Me From The World" features Ian Montgomery on drums; the three songs on Selected Case Studies feature Tim Forbes on drums.

All songs were engineered and produced by Matt Baetz at at Longshot Studios.

License

All songs are licensed under a Creative Commons License.

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Lyrics

America Will Hide Me From The World

I've smashed all of my clocks
To conserve my time
And boarded up all my doors
To conserve my space

And the Feds tuck me in
And hide me from:

Iranians.
Al Qaeda.
Saddam Bin Laden.
Moore and Nader.

Well, bring 'em on,
Stay the course,
Etcetera,
Because:

America Will Hide Me From The World.
No evildoer ever hurled an accusation that could stick
With Halliburton lubricating Bush and Dick.

So I watch Fox News every day
To keep my thoughts in line
And I say my prayers every night
To save me from:

The Taliban
And the North Koreans.
The Boogey Man
And Those Europeans.

Well, bring 'em on.
Bring 'em on!
Make no mistake:

America Will Hide Me From The World.
No left-wing nut job ever hurled indictments that we couldn't fix
With a smile and a spit shine from Paul Wolfowitz.

America, You Can Be My World.
No freedom hater can unfurl the flag that's swaddling me tight
And sheltering my eyes from the outside light

That shines on Guantanamo Bay
That shines on Abu Ghraib
That shines on Mr. President
As he turns his eyes away.

The Feds read all of my mail
To protect my speech
And they throw the Muslims in jail
To protect my faith

And the Feds tuck me in
And hide me from
The Feds
Tuck me in
And hide me from
The Feds
Tuck me in
And hide me from
The Feds.

Here they come.
But I'm nice and calm.
Nothing's wrong.
I'm on the right side.
Safe and sound.

Here they come.
Oh no. Oh no.
Let me go. Let me go. Let me go.
You've made a mistake.
Can't you see I'm not one of Them?
Don't I have rights?
I'm an American

Hello, Helpdesk!

Hello, helpdesk! I want to trade my free will in—
Because every choice destroys another million.
And I think I'd rather have a gift that I can use,
Like: a schedule for this flight, or a parachute.

And all the people will awake and find their jobs available.
And hallelujah!
Can't you see?
We could be free.

My cubicle is not a cotton candy booth.
I don't have much of a life, but I have the truth:
A hundred pounds of stock options chained to my feet,
And when I get to heaven I'll cash them in for a treat:
A slideshow of regrets from a wasted life.

And all the people will awake to find their jobs available.
And hallelujah!
Can't you see?
Can't you see that:
All the people will, one day, receive that golden handshake.
And hallelujah!
Take up your pink slips.
We could be saved, we could be free.
We could be free.
We could all be free, except that:

All of my dreams are impractical.
Hopes designed to never come to pass,
In case each one is my last.

But that paycheck's coming.
That paycheck's coming.
That paycheck's coming.
That paycheck's coming.

Can you see that paycheck coming?
Rising up like a phoenix from the ashes of your 14-day pay period?

Can you see that paycheck coming?
With digits outstretched…
To shake your hand and welcome you home to North America?
To take root in the lush soil of your wanting lifestyle and grow, and grow?

Well, I can hear that paycheck coming,
Saying:
Things will change.
Things will get better.
You need me, baby, you need me.
So take me, already.

So I type what I'm told to keep the pixels flashing.
Drink black coffee to keep my teeth from gnashing.
Our bodies pad the gutter to keep the market from crashing.
We're locked in place, in ergonomic traction.

But one day, we're gonna smash the fluourescent light bulbs.
And one day, we're gonna tear down all the blinds.
And one day, we're gonna kick out all the windows.
And one day, one day,
We'll see the light.

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Have I Gone Astray?

Opening up across the great midwest:
A sunrise that forgives but never forgets.
The seatbelt is a necktie, the dash another desk.
My job allows the luxury of sleep, but never rest.

And every call I take
Could be the noose they hang me with.
Will I ever reach that shore,
Or have I gone astray?

There generous paychecks never fail
On trees immortal grow.
There rocks and hills, and brooks and vales
With liquid assets flow.

And I'm bound for that shore.
With this phone line for an oar.
How many users must I cure?
Have I gone astray?

And I've canonized my memos;
And I've pondered and prayed on every word;
And I've climbed up that ladder
Watching for my olive-branch-bearing bird
To return.

Thank you for calling,
With one more riddle to endure.
They're listening to my every word
In case my heart is impure.

And every word I say
Could be a piece of evidence against me.
Have I gone astray?
Have I gone astray?
Have I gone astray?
Where have I gone?

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Sing A Life Never Lived

Infant sister gonna join my band.
Arrived last night by hospital bed.
Spirited away from sterile hands
That poked a hole that they couldn't mend
Again.
And out spilled
A life never lived.

I'll play bass and she can play spoons.
We'll fill every bar from here to the moon.
With holy words no mouth could ever say,
We'll build ramshackle beauty and paint the night with day.
We're gonna sing
A life never lived.

No harsh words or painful regrets.
No mistakes or sins to confess.
A perfect soul is ours to behold:
Untouched by sadness,
Spared from the world.
We're gonna sing
A life never lived.

We're gonna sing a life never lived.

We're gonna sing lines onto walls never coloured.
We're gonna sing scuffs onto shoes never worn.
We're gonna sing a wedding for a bride never married.
We're gonna sing lives for her children never born.

We're gonna sing.

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