hth: music_song: 10 rows where release

10 rows where release_id = 7

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id ▼	slug	publish	publish_on	title	credits	lyrics	track	release_id
46	get-me-in-a-room	1	2012-04-01 21:10:26	Get Me In A Room	David Bentley - guitar David Bryson - drums Elio DeLuca - string synth, piano, backing vocals Joseph Marrett - banjo Brian Rutledge - moog Ryan Walsh - vocals, guitar, samples Nicholas Giadone Ward - bass Noell Dorsey, Katie Von Schleicher, Leah Hennessy - backing vocals	It would be wrong for me to sing the blues All of my bad dies proportionately kind So if I must lose, lemme lose, spectacularly Wrap up my wounds and just turn out the lights It would be fine to hum some overture A classical song to get us in on the plot I’ve been to these towns, where the sounds Of the disaffected youth Will get you to drop down and count out your days So count out your days Nice Tries On Some Borderline Title TBA Just Get Me In A Room I told you before about my run-in with hymns Collectively stoned in the Sunday dawn But I came to see Even thee Would welcome an enemy If it arrived in the form of a song So arrive in a song Nice Tries On Some Borderline Title TBA Just Get Me In A Room You see I thought I had it figured out but I guess that I was wrong Title TBA Just Get Me In A Room Title TBA Just Get Me In A Room Title TBA Just Get Me In A	1	No One Knows What Happens Next 7
47	nightingale-lightning	1	2012-04-01 21:11:40	Nightingale Lightning	David Bentley - guitar David Bryson - drums Elio DeLuca - guitar, moog, backing vocals Joseph Marrett - tambourine, cuatro Brian Rutledge - trumpet Ryan Walsh - vocals, guitar, samples Nicholas Giadone Ward - bass	Watch as this falls apart Ballet in reverse Revival of sins and critics who You thought had moved on To pastures of green Or somewhere just as baroque Nightingale Lightning! Nightingale Lightning! Hello! Hello! Hello! This is somewhat unique For a man of my class And stance and stature To stand and smoke down to the bone My cigarette And blow the smoke into the FILMS THE POPULAR SONGS THE HEADLINE PARADES THE STARS OF THE STAGE & TV SO THAT WHEN THEY REMEMBER THEY WILL REMEMBER IN A HAZE Hello! Nightingale Lightning! Nightingale Lightning! Hello! Hello!	2	No One Knows What Happens Next 7
48	care-to-collapse	1	2012-04-01 21:12:14	Care To Collapse	David Bentley - cello David Bryson - drums Elio DeLuca - wurlitzer, piano, glockenspiel, percussion Joseph Marrett - banjo, tambourine Brian Rutledge - trumpet, trombone Ryan Walsh - vocals, guitar Nicholas Giadone Ward - bass Mike Fiore - backing vocals	You scribbled down these words for me: “take your place in the garden” I took it up with bourbon to decipher in the top of a tree With boredom comes no more burden But a price is paid regardless Nostalgia held hostage in the wings, you know it’s just for the show If you ever Care to collapse If you ever come to You should know You should know What I did in LA Where I lived in Dallas Why I left New York & What occurred in Boise So if you ever care to collapse And if you ever come to So keep it all under your hat Or other appropriate expressions Cuz winter’s like a boxing match Televised but turned down low I’ve got my finger on your position Your voice, your keys, and direction Cuz any old psychic can tell you everything is a sign So If you ever Care to collapse If you ever come to You should know You should know What I did in LA Where I lived in Dallas Why I left New York & What occurred in Boise I feel like something ghostly If you were here so would you So would you	3	No One Knows What Happens Next 7
49	hungry-ghost-extraordinaire	1	2012-04-01 21:12:53	Hungry Ghost Extraordinaire	David Bentley - cello David Bryson - drums Joseph Marrett - banjo Brian Rutledge - trumpet Ryan Walsh - vocals, guitar, samples Nicholas Giadone Ward - upright bass, electric bass Mike Fiore - backing vocals Marissa Nadler - backing vocals	I was born in the middle of a screaming match Cleaned up sent to live with monks Raised up by Arabian wolves Grew up in the eye of a storm A gentleman crossed with a fiend Oh and I do say Oh and I do say Hungry Ghost Extraordinaire I believe we’ve been everywhere We sing so sweetly in the annals of the world These siren songs for misanthrope ears I grew old in the shadow of a prison wall Commemorated then thrown away Memorialized but wanted alive Canonized yet despised by all A cautionary tale for the kids Oh and I do say Oh and I do say Hungry Ghost Extraordinaire I believe we’ve been everywhere We sing so sweetly in the annals of the world These siren songs for misanthrope ears WHAT THEY SAY ABOUT ME IS TRUE BUT WHAT THEY SAY ABOUT YOU IS TOO WHAT THEY SAY ABOUT ME IS TRUE BUT WHAT THEY SAY ABOUT YOU IS TOO Hungry Ghost Extraordinaire I believe we’ve been everywhere We sing so sweetly in the annals of the world These siren songs for misanthrope ears This violent hymn through halcyon tears And what they say about me is true But what they say about you is too	4	No One Knows What Happens Next 7
50	no-one-knows-what-happens-next	1	2012-04-01 21:13:30	No One Knows What Happens Next	Ryan Walsh - samples, editing Elio DeLuca - organ Unidentified Woman - vocals		5	No One Knows What Happens Next 7
51	dead-peoples-music	1	2012-04-01 21:13:49	Dead People's Music	David Bentley - guitar David Bryson - drums Elio DeLuca - rhodes, organ, backing vocals Joseph Marrett - banjo Brian Rutledge - trumpet, trombone Ryan Walsh - vocals, guitar Nicholas Giadone Ward - bass Mike Fiore - backing vocals	There’s no use pretending This life is unending or cruel The litany is endless But the feelings behind it have cooled And I could care less About a silhouette down by the shore We play Dead People’s Music And we mistake the mirror for more When the storyline’s fractured And the details of the dream are too much (too much) I kick out the stage lights I flick every switch that should remain on Now I couldn’t hear The sirens through the city’s rain veneer We play Dead People’s Music And we mistake the mirror for more Some Noble Human Motive You Stick Together Or You Hang Alone This Is An Adventure & It Can Never, Ever, Ever, Ever Stop & It Can Never, Ever, Ever, Ever Stop So there’s no use pretending This life is unending or cruel The litany is endless But the feelings behind it have cooled I couldn’t see The forest through the dark, twisted trees We play Dead People’s Music And we mistake the mirror for more We play Dead People’s Music And we mistake the mirror for more We play Dead People’s Music And we mistake the mirror for more	6	No One Knows What Happens Next 7
52	people-breathe-into-other-people	1	2012-04-01 21:14:16	People Breathe Into Other People	David Bentley - guitar, backing vocals David Bryson - drums Elio DeLuca - rhodes, organ, backing vocals Joseph Marrett - backing vocals Brian Rutledge - trumpet, backing vocals Ryan Walsh - vocals, guitar, samples Nicholas Giadone Ward - bass, backing vocals	Well I paced for some duration And the sum of the steps left us scarred With a trap door heart and an X-Ray head, we depart Now there’s no such thing as sleeping And there’s no such thing as the past The dares from the crowd Were spoken out loud And that’s that What is this world? What is this world? Now let’s walk through the next few moments With the caution and care of a fawn Like paper mache if you’re poetic that way But you’re not What is this world? What is this world? People Breathe Into Other People And Bring Them Back To Life People Breathe Into Other People And Bring Them Back To Life People Breathe Into Other People And Bring Them Back To Life People Breathe Into Other People And Bring Them Back To Life People Breathe Into Other People And Bring Them Back To Life People Breathe Into Other People And Bring Them Back To Life People Breathe Into Other People And Bring Them Back To Life People Breathe Into Other People And Bring Them Back To Life People Breathe Into Other People And Bring Them Back To Life People Breathe Into Other People And Bring Them Back To Life What is this world?	7	No One Knows What Happens Next 7
53	game-changes-me	1	2012-04-01 21:15:29	The Game Changes Me	David Bentley - guitar David Bryson - drums Elio DeLuca - wurlitzer, shaker Brian Rutledge - trumpet Ryan Walsh - vocals, guitar Nicholas Giadone Ward - bass Mike Fiore - backing vocals Noell Dorsey, Katie Von Schleicher, Leah Hennessy - backing vocals	The night is filled with only three thoughts And they took two out back and were shot Now we’re left with one Singular thing To wrestle into this world I’m gonna change my game Until the game changes me And in a book of Child ballads I finally saw what you claimed to see Infiltrate me some simple way The night is filled with only one thought Are you averse to a transformation? Do you believe in the afterlife? Hold me steady while I drink this deluge Do you believe in the afterlife? Someone, somewhere said something prophetic but no one thought to kick it through me There used to be a way to get free Without the use of A, B, or C But the boilerplate cooled And broke into shards The museum put it on display I’m gonna catch some thought And distill it through you When the last day of the season comes crawling you’ll know just what to do Infiltrate me some simple way The night is filled with only one thought Are you averse to a transformation? Do you believe in the afterlife? Kiss me slowly with a curse word come-on Do you believe in the afterlife? Someone, somewhere said something prophetic but no one thought to kick it through me Like a living, breathing tattoo With the papers for the passing Some encyclopedic come-on Comes crashing through a white light And stays to infiltrate me some simple way! Are you averse to a transformation? Do you believe in the afterlife? Hold me steady while I drink this deluge Do you believe in the afterlife? Kiss me slowly with a curse word come on Do you believe in the afterlife? Someone, somewhere said something prophetic but no one thought to kick it through me	8	No One Knows What Happens Next 7
54	hello-my-destroyer	1	2012-04-01 21:16:43	Hello, My Destroyer	David Bentley - cello David Bryson - drums Elio DeLuca - guitar, organ, rhodes Joseph Marrett - banjo Brian Rutledge - trumpet Ryan Walsh - vocals, guitar Nicholas Giadone Ward - bass	Amidst the canteens and vitamins Amongst the lit up liturgical themes There were breaks in the code, yes, I heard: Spoken cues inside mechanical birds Clocked in at 7:09 I took the stenograph out for a spin You were searching for The Party Within I was typing out the language of men And with that we begin Hello, My Destroyer, Can I Destroy You? Meanwhile, in somebody’s dream I was stabbed in the back constantly I grew to take it as a compliment Cuz I can take it if y’all have to vent There were starlit nights in the grove Where we sucked out the gin from our sleeves They we took aim at the thoughts in the eaves Now this next part is hard to believe But it’s true, I reprise Hello, My Destroyer, Can I Destroy You? Can I Destroy You? Can I Destroy You? And then right on cue You could destroy me too Hellhound in the foyer Fooled again by mannequins We escape again From the straight jacket It’s alarming, man But it’s nothing you can’t stand You’re a full grown human man Hello, My Destroyer, Can I Destroy You? Can I Destroy You? Can I Destroy You? And then right on cue You could destroy me too	9	No One Knows What Happens Next 7
55	call-off-your-horses	1	2012-04-01 21:17:11	Call Off Your Horses	David Bentley - cello David Bryson - drums Elio DeLuca - guitar, piano, backing vocals Joseph Marrett - cuatro Brian Rutledge - trombone Ryan Walsh - vocals, guitar Nicholas Giadone Ward - bass	I am the token fiend you read about in the bible The kind that would come and ruin a miraculous scene You had the distinct privilege of being my rival And we took the thrill of a fight and it turned it into a creed So call all your horses off Sing out the names of the brave And rise up from whence you came And come back to reload rifles in the rain They say that you could force a field into your vision And unfurl a banner that reads “you are coming with me” Don’t think too long, too hard, or ask for permission But don’t buy the myth that nothing’s gonna get in the way So call all your horses off Sing out the names of the brave And rise up from whence you came And come back to reload rifles in the rain	10	No One Knows What Happens Next 7

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CREATE TABLE "music_song" ("id" integer NOT NULL PRIMARY KEY AUTOINCREMENT, "slug" varchar(50) NOT NULL UNIQUE, "publish" bool NOT NULL, "publish_on" datetime NULL, "title" varchar(200) NOT NULL, "description" text NOT NULL, "credits" text NOT NULL, "lyrics" text NOT NULL, "track" integer unsigned NULL, "release_id" integer NULL REFERENCES "music_release" ("id"), "player_code" text NOT NULL);
CREATE INDEX "music_song_release_id_d94af625" ON "music_song" ("release_id");