Super Doppler Wars

by Super Doppler Wars

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released March 7, 2015

Super Doppler Wars is Jefferson Jones and Damian Joseph

All sounds written, created and curated by Super Doppler Wars

Produced and mixed by Damian Joseph
Mastered at Marsh Mastering in Los Angeles, CA

Art direction by Damian Joseph
Cover art conceived by Damian Joseph and executed by Tommy Moore Design Co

Jefferson Jones - Vocals and Saxophone
Damian Joseph - Guitar, keys, percussion, programming and additional vocals

Jordan Lewis - Additional keys on Change of the Millennium, Nobody Works and White Collar
Kurt Schweitz - Additional keys on Change of the Millennium
Noe Rodriguez - Additional bass on Change of the Millennium

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Track Name: Super Doppler Wars Theme
Will you help us? Can you find us?
Some work, some clothes, some food?
We will owe you, you will own us
We can’t help the time we’re born

But just remember this…
We will find you
You will fear us
We are the weather
You are just the storm
Track Name: Nobody Works
Why try? People say
Done it my whole life and nothing's changed
Why try? People say
Done it my whole life

One day, we will say
They're just gonna take it anyway
No place to spend or save
They're just gonna take it

Nobody works, nobody gets paid

Why try? People say
Done it my whole life and nothing's changed
Why try? People say
Done it my whole life

I have...
No walls to ward the wolves away
No winds to shake the birds that prey
No nets to keep the sharks at bay
They're just gonna take it

Nobody works, nobody gets paid

We’re down, stay down
Kept low by unseen
Breezes so thin they don’t touch skin
Borne back, boats sacked
Kept somewhere between
Mansions and shacks and names on plaques

Hope you got a winning number
Because there’s no currency, currently
Track Name: Effects Are...
I let the pharmacological conceits of others seize me
I chose the form of my destructor and it went down easy
Nobody told me 'bout the door that remained open upon waking
Nobody mentioned I’d be keeping up just to keep my hands from shaking

These side effects are measures of success
Why don't you tell me what counts as failure?

I sought compassion for a light inside that steadily grew dimmer
I found compression of my highs and lows in a pill you take at dinner
Instead of revelation I found cavitation
Losing bit, by bit, by bit, by bit
Brain shock and shiver, are there words for these sensations?
Losing bit, by bit, by bit, by bit

These side effects are measures of success
Why don't you tell me what counts as failure?

Nobody told me 'bout the door that remained open upon waking
I let the pharmacological conceits of others seize me
Why don't you tell me what counts as failure?

These side effects are measures of success, these side effects are, effects are…

I let the pharmacological conceits of others...
Seize me
Track Name: Compress Our...
Compress our music
Compress our souls
Take away the highs
Take away the lows
Track Name: We Get Easy
I never tried
I never tried to love
I never tried to love you
Because baby I didn’t have to

So many times
I slogged my way through
Limbs left laying in the fields
That I had to battle through

You know, I played them all like kids
You know, I played them all like fools
Until I got slick, cut the bullshit
And set my sights on you

In a place, in a time like this
It’s so hard to survive with style
When I’m home, when I’m there with you
We get easy
We don’t get riled
Track Name: White Collar
Someday maybe I’ll build something with my hands
Sand down the splinters
I’ll check each and every angle against the plans
Hope it takes a toll on me

Insight clean
Eyesight keen
I saw trees
I sighed, "Please."

Someday maybe I’ll plant something in the ground
Far from the city
I hope the seeds are never reached by sound
In a place nobody knows but me

Insight clean
Eyesight keen
I saw trees
I sighed, "Please."

Southern sun
Northern breeze
Western skies
Eastern seas

White collar worker...
With blue collar dreams…