Mind The Menagerie

by Tower Defense

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credits

released 13 August 2013

All songs written and performed by Tower Defense:

Jereme Frey - drums, vocals
Mike Shepherd - bass, vocals
Sarah Shepherd - bass, vocals

Recorded November 8 & 9, 2012, at Battle Tapes in Inglewood, TN, by Alicia Bognanno (with Jay Leo Phillips on hangouts, band wrangling, and gang vox)
Mixed by Jay Leo Phillips
Mastered by John Baldwin

"Horse Mix" by Kelly Kerrigan. www.tramplamps.com
Cover photographed and edited by Rachel Karr. rachelkarr.com

Thanks to Jay, Alicia, John, Kelly, Rachel, Sarah Jones, Candice and Jeremy Ferguson and the Battle Tapes fam, Brigid Frey, and all our friends and family for all their support!

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Tower Defense Nashville, Tennessee

Three old friends with seven bands and one marriage shared between them over the last 20 years get comfortable and make music they love.

Current/former members of Apollo Up, Gentleman Divers, and Take The Power Back.

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Track Name: The Knife
Thank you for coming here tonight
Might have to die to get it right
I hope that someone brought the knife

Well, I think that that went alright
Now, let's all stay and clean the site
And don't forget to wash the knife
Track Name: The Menagerie
All lined up at the gate
Check your watch, we're running late
See the animals, two-by-two
Now, you know what what to do

Please, please, mind the menagerie
Please, please, mind the menagerie
Guide them safely home

Please, please, lead them carefully
Please, please, lead them carefully
Keep them safe from harm

Keep the path free of enemies
It's a reasonable strategy
Swing a broom to clear the way
Keep those predators at bay

The only path that's free to use goes through the alpaca pool
Cleared away two out of three. Mr Humps will have some company

Please, please, mind the menagerie
Please, please, mind the menagerie
Guide them safely home

Please, please, lead them carefully
Please, please, lead them carefully
Keep them safe from harm

Keep the path free of enemies
It's a reasonable strategy
Swing a broom to clear the way
Keep those predators at bay

And when the day is done
And the beasts have had their fun
What adventure waits
Tomorrow at the gate

Dogs and ponies waking in a row
The kittens know which way to go
The day is coming to an end
For all our fuzzy friends
Goose and gander heading off to bed
To rest their tiny feathered heads
They sleep, but they can hardly wait
To come together at the gate

Please, please, mind the menagerie
Please, please, mind the menagerie
Please, please, mind the menagerie
Please, please, mind the menagerie
Track Name: The Actor
The actor's signing autographs
His shaky hands can barely make a line
The punters taking photographs
Can't read his scribbled note: "I'm running out of time"

The reception line is thinning out
The actor racks his brain for secrets to confide
If he can keep them talking along enough
They might see the gun that's pressed against his side

They're walking him outside
And to a waiting ride
There's nothing left to say
As the limo pulls away
Track Name: The Lottery
40 days adrift at sea
Your business gone to seed
One last chance to succeed
One fateful lottery
Wait by your telephone
Don't step outside your home
You won't know . . . You won't know . . .
You'll want to be alone

It ain't easy
It ain't easy
It ain't easy
It ain't that hard to wait and . . .

Your stake is bought and sold
Joints stiff and feeling old
In the office, you were told
And in the parking lot, you got rolled
Livin' is easy when your record's hot
But now they've got you on the spot
You won't know . . . You won't know . . .
You won't get another shot

It ain't easy
It ain't easy
It ain't easy
It ain't that hard to wait and see

Sit by the phone and wait for me
Sit by the phone and wait for me
Sit by the phone and wait for me
Sit by the phone and wait for me
Track Name: The Register
In registers long forgotten
You sing a homesick song
It won't be home for long
"Cacophony's our new order"
But you're reminded of
A thing we once called love
Recalling a tape recording
The listeners are enthralled
Disassembled, misremembered

Roll our windows down
Broadway at magic hour
"Absenter" too loud
Track Name: The Beat
Walking backwards in the street
A mute show of solidarity
Honk and wave to show them your support
Park your car, get on your feet

La la la la la la Objection!
La la la la la la Obfuscation!
La la la la la la Obstruction!
La la la la la la Obviation!

The resistance was slow to show
With truncheons wrapped in upholstery foam
Lean into the surge and feel the beat
Find your car, drive back home

La la la la la la Objection!
La la la la la la Obfuscation!
La la la la la la Obstruction!
La la la la la la Obviation!
Track Name: The Trap
The look you saw on faces was vanity
Your youth reflected
You failed to apprehend the disparity
It's not what you expected

The laurels laid at your feet
A trap to ensnare you
Already missed your last opportunity
It's best you're prepared for . . .
Track Name: The Correction
At close of business the numbers posted
And they did nothing to deflect suspicion
A review was ordered and it landed on your desk
So, uncap your magic marker and let's forget

Redact! Redact!
You sow, and sow, and sow, and sow
React! React!
The less you know, the more we grow

The telex springs to life and sprouts missives
Obscured by rows of exes on every line
The hacks are huddled with puzzled glances
Slouch off to payphones and start pumping dimes
Track Name: The Believer
He wasn't cynical
He believed the things he read
He wasn't critical
He kept it all straight in his head
He had a willingness
To take matter in his hands
He had a certainty
A sense of urgency

Wake up
A new morning begins
Wake up
A new fire to cleanse

She was a city girl
She liked to keep an open mind
She saw him standing there
He looked gentle and kind
But there beneath his smile
A detonator in his hand
She had a certainty
A sense of urgency

And in the place of cleansing fire
A bundle of wires
Clutched in her trembling fist
A knowing look across his face
"We're in the right place
"A story to tell our kids"