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Released July 20, 2004.  Two tracks off the album, "A Captive Audience" and "Forlorn" appear on "2004:  Year of the Pug", a free (w/purchase, $2 without) CD sampler from Slowdance Records.  Order it here:  FREE PUG SAMPLER


"Elysium" was released in Japan on May 22, 2004 by Sideout Records and includes the following Tracks:
Disc 1: Audio CD
01.  Sartre Ringo
02.  Penicillin (It Doesn't Mean Much)
03.  A Captive Audience
04.  Chimera Obscurant
05.  Poor Celine
06.  Forlorn
07.  We Were Bound (To Bend the Rules)
08.  No One Gets the Best of Me (Vinyl LP Only)
Disc 2: DVD (Japan Only)
01.  The Prize Fighter
02.  The Making of the music video "The Prize Fighter"
03.  Radiapathy
All lyrics written by Judah Nagler, 2004.
Track 08 features Casey on drums.

01.  Sartre Ringo
02.  Penicillin (It Doesn't Mean Much)
don't say it's the last time you'll ever need this
to simply blow over in words you conceal with
it doesn't mean much when you're telling me lies
to prove your affection, you'd marry my strings
but when i'm called away, do you bury my things
how easily unearthed what our maladies hide
but i'll never leave (you could never go where i couldn't follow)
i'll make you see (never been a pill or sin i couldn't swallow)
i swear on the bottle, from the bottom, it all seems worse than it is
ink takes, routine takes ink, we'll parch the words
that leave me as film on your lips, wrists, and fingers
a cage, like the first verse, when i promised you (us) all the rest
now you'll feel the rests
but i'll never leave (you could never go where i couldn't follow)
i'll make you see (never been a pill or sin i couldn't swallow)
i swear on the ballot, from up here, you can't see a thing
so i'll never ask (you could never take the words that would follow)
and you'll never tell (never said a thing that i didn't already know)
i swear on the gavel, from the battle, i've grown tired of the war
let's remove the bond from these bands that we wear
the rings never closed, so there'll ne'er be a blame to bear
where we're built to bend, the flesh never dyes

03.  A Captive Audience
i'm gonna make it go away, like it never happened
like the author ran out of ink, before you got to me
it doesn't matter, you have your answer
my breath upon yer hand
cos we're never far from another life
but i never wanted to make you spend the night
with yer loneliest thoughts: will you come around this time
will i be left here
ooh, love
when so proudly we fail and the optimists sing "Yeah, we'll be that far", when we'll be that far behind
it's the drug Distraction, they'll scream when i kick
for every moment that i get too close
to the faceless void from which i stumbled
it's only because my heart swells over
but i misinterpret it, i dwell on my failures
cos i had parents who taught me to love
yeah, love was something
they never knew
they never cared about you anyway, a hope vicarious, a captive audience
even the people that you call your friends
can fuck you over in the subtlest ways
it'll be your comfort that you're always alone
they never cared about you anyway
they never cared
they never care so much
as when you've lost your way
fire and brimstone where they lay me
heaven, help us for a way to get out of here
ooh, love
04.  Chimera Obscurant
two eyes doesn't mean double vision
i never questioned this stance, but now
i've been seeing things
i can hear a voice in the distance
trying to turn my attention to their truth
someone's moving behind the curtain
i point it out to my friends
but they don't see a thing
i just keep my synaptic active
to prepare for the day that they do
cos this ain't how it ends
and they'll say
let's hear it
for the post-moderation
for tolled salivation
who cares so much about these things
availed denomination
the "so shall" domination
now i think it's funny i feel distant
i'd run away if it'd make any difference
i'd look up my childhood crushes
but they've all have their own children since
and even if their hearts tarnish
they've gold wedding bands to hide the green
pearly gates to show from her past or his mouth
he too bears the burden of a bulbous belly
yeah, yeah, i know, i know this veil ain't real
and yet it never fails to fall or send me reeling
i awaken to the same ceiling
and i can't seem to shake this sick feeling...
i don't need surgery to keep my smile fixed
ever confidant, never nervous
for i feel nothing
i work hard and come from a respected family
we take care of each other, we do
now all the pieces keep falling faster
your letters spelling disaster
i wish i was in paris getting plastered
cos all this masquerading's started my facade fading
and turned my quiet heart to hating
whatever it is that we've been waiting for
we won't live until we shed this skin
oh, to be free again
a vestige interest in the instrumental moment, you'll  know it when
when they say
let's hear it
for drained health and elation
brain cell annihilation
who cares so much about these things
pupil dilation more light to the patient
that every word that i'm speaking
will poison the chance that you're listening
i know that you think you'll be missing out
with an answer that we can't make out or make up
but even if we black out and break up
it's just a breath 'fore we're looking back, laughing out
cos every end's a beginning, beggin' to get back in
you know i'll come around, if you just let me sleep in
with each wave more violent than the last
i'll keep my thoughts silent till they pass
we're not ready yet
they'll say you've got to build your tolerances now and then
make your heart a callus with thicker skin
i just can't seem to shake this (sic) fealing...
the more they interfere to forestall me
the clearer i hear her calling me, calling me
i must have struck a nerve cos someone's following me
i pull over to the shoulder of the freeway
my history profiled on the licensed registry
the shepherd keeps a careful eye on his personal inventory
saying we're the same...
come on, child, you've slept enough
and i know you're tired, but i'm waking you up
there is much to be done, and we're right on the cusp
of this shit getting real, i'm mean really, really fucked
every sheep for the shearing waiting around non-plussed
trading branding irons for brand-name cuts
we were born in labor, baptized in dust
given life anew as a living trust
with every hair numbered and cross referenced
for each soul they claim to save, they have added interest
with a price on your head, what you think matters not
every credit card statement, every lie you've bought
rates our exchanged faith for the next fiat
on the blotter paper, the blood don't clot
it just bleeds you dry and then leaves you to rot
in a dead end job till at last you drop
into this old noose, with the rope drawn taut
left with your hands bound so they'll never be caught
you may sabotage our education
to a calculated chaos born of confusion
a controlled market through the inflation
truly euthanasia to waste on the young
but, we've caught you now, and we're cutting your funds
we outnumber you over a million to one
it's a sharp weapon, but the point's left blunt
there's no skill to the game, no challenge to the hunt
with each target deaf, blind, and reticent
got your ducks in line for the same false front
cos when free will costs even ten percent
false tongues speak lies over catholic hunts
from the cathepsin to the cathexis
i'll bear the stigmatic focus or the anti-catechist
with each catalytic pill slowly slitting my wrists
so when i raise my hand, see my bloody fist
may have killed brain cells, but i've kept my wits
and i would rather go sooner to have known and said this
i've peaked at the end, where the answer sits
all the rest is just problems and more questions
hear the classes getting loud and the teacher getting pissed
in the end this pattern goes 666
soon my name's showing up on every government list
free speech shouldn't cost, let alone be a risk
and when i die young, it'll prove me right
cos it won't be pills, i swear it won't be the knife
no matter how hard it gets, i'm in this for life
and i'm never giving up till we make things right
god gave me this voice, so i can't stay quiet
they can't kill this love, i'll come back to fight
to return each star and remove each stripe
from each prism cell, we'll refract the light
to reveal each move, catch the thieves in the night
make them share what's left and return our rights
though it may still shine from a hormone diet
this knowledgeable fruit's grown overripe
and robbed his breath, birth absorbed he
when the planets line up, every eye shall see
that this invite-only disparity party
has brought enough despair to the already broken-hearted
in the wake of greed, in the name of flow-charting
leaving broken-homes where once were gardens
see it's our pale horse that we're riding in on
bringing pestilence as a plague of love
with hell at our heels and heaven catching on
it's the hanged man, it's the crux fiction
it's the pentagram, it's the pentagon
it's david's star, it's the pyramid song
what was once upright
now is upside down
and isaiah, it's a revealation
2368, 2701
means a way out
and if i can, you know i'm bringing everyone

05.  Poor Celine
oh poor selling, you could paint in years
my will, collapsing
with a razorblade, keep me warm
in crimson sleeves, unraveled
in words
of fear
come out and save me
lies, clenched teeth
we'll be here forever
and never
i drive too fast
i can almost feel the windshield pierce my skin
i can't help it
i get overwhelmed and give
it happens too fast
every time
hurts worse
all my friends hate me
i don't care
i'll be here forever
and never
come back to sleep, i'm drowning by myself
come back, there's nobody out there
"he keeps my secrets down in his throat"
then, "and just for the record...we're never breaking up"
so why the fear
come out and save us
why hold back
we'll be here forever
and never
never die, never care
i'm gonna tell you to wait there
i'm gonna tell you to stay there
never die, never care
06.  Forlorn
darling, you've grown tired of me
when i catch your eye
it's all that i can see
and now i hear every word you say
but i can't see where you are
one day, when we've both settled down
we'll meet again some forgotten town
gone, the years of wandering around
and finally ascend that future seat
we'll make ends meet
as long as there's an end
an answer can be hard to figure out
yet soon we shall see
the fine print's meant to blur your eyes
there are things they dont want you to read
but one thing will always remain clear
i'm not here, and you were meant for me
we'll make it out in time
and will find that when we do
it will always have been here
someday we'll take that future seat
we'll make ends meet
as long as there's an end
an answer can be hard to figure out
yet soon we shall read
the bright light's meant to burn your eyes
there are things they dont want you to say
but one thing will always remain clear
i'm not here, and you weren't meant for me
we'll make it out in time
and will find that when we do
we'll always have been here
you weren't meant for me
07.  We Were Bound (To Bend the Rules)
half-full loses weight once you taste it
so for now my empty glass must mean i've chased it
but i'm not wasted and i'll not waste it
the dealer laced it with a new decree of our separation
(how many have you taken?)
and i could run off at the mouth
for hours on end, like i'd gone senseless
but i'm just speechless, rendered me defenseless
barred from your presence, my name from present tenses
and yes, i've sensed this since early august
i'm not dense and it's obvious that you're more than just friends
but i'm not against this, i'll remove our fences
and just hide in these sentencing sentences
till we can start making sense
it's a roseate opiate ruse of roguish rouge
that brings back my black and bruised blues
the sea, our torpid frames pale upon the beach
entwined in loves' sans, between those sheets
remember, i mean really think back now
to the very last time you were happy
and yeah, i know, got the job, got the family, got no free time, and still they'll take what's left
now we're running on empty, but i know we can make it
can't turn around, and we can't change our destination
but when our transmission ends
they'll rescue us, and we'll start from where we land
it's a roseate opiate ruse of roguish rouge
that brings back my black and bruised blues
you can't rob the coppery tide of her cherry-ish hues
the shores of these sheets recant refuse
forget about the wedding rings we lose
only greater love will see us through
don't matter now how long we've played the fools
we both know we were bound to bend the rules
you should know by now, we never lose (no never, never)
you can mock the malleable calms of ancient rule (forever and ever)
or forgive them for they know not what they do (whatever, whatever)
so rose mary's baby to sing the truth (for worse or for better)
now the idiosyncrasy when they serve the savants
and the mouth of the iris learns to let the light in
may the end of our times make way for the rules that we bend
times are always changing, but life never ends
08.  No One Gets the Best of Me
a fallen eyelash might grant my wish
but what more could i ask for
i have the sight of your face when i wake
and before we fall asleep
hear the voice of an angel
calling me her true love

they say the rules for fools who rush in
are the same as russian roulette
life, if you choose an empty chamber
or a bullet in the head
and you can say that you won't play
or go shoot something else instead
eighter way, the last thought that you think
will be the first that you forget
but lest the fear of your own life
cause you to live like you'd met death
know love while you still can, fill your lungs
let me hear your quickended breath
sing like you were suicidal
trembling atop the treble clef
to hell with this life, if without
love, let your eyes roll back to heaven

and with such ease we'll shun these needless trepidations
senses suspended as the second hand lingers
from our oceans, as we name every constellation
with the sounds that we make that escape the restraints of words

some will say it's all inside our heads
some say they've seen the light so you'll continue chasing their silhouette

so point the finger at whom you like
or raise your head and curse the sky
it makes no difference
that's why i never could decide
between you and me, girl
you know i'll never choose a side
it's just you and me, girl just you and me

i had a debt with the devil
bet him that i could drink him under the table with shots of holy water
jameson's and jack daniel's
and he said, as we poison our lives
let us drink unto your health
no one gets the best of me
i keep that part to myself

and if i dream so many sweet dreams
my brains burns itself a cavity
or if my posture's compromised by more than time's IV drip gravity
i will say that i once had
while others moan they still don't have any
and i will get it all back again
in the next cycle of my depravity
cos my poverty means nothing
when death's writing its blank checks to me
and though i could drive off this cliff
or wish my name had been vasectomy
life's accident others slow down
and vainly strain their necks to see
while i push my pedal to the ground
and fly past them all in ecstasy

yeah, some say that this life ain't the only one we get
i once claimed that i'd found myself when i'd only been chasing my own silhouette

so point the finger at whom you like
or raise your head and curse the sky
it makes no difference
that's why i never could decide
between you and me, girl
you know i'll never choose a side
it's just you and me, girl it's you and me

i could never love any other
no one could ever take your place
we may be be different people, but i give you every piece of me
so if you traded my love in search of more
someone might remain to fill up space
but there'd be nothing left
we are one