For Your Extreme Convenience

by Serene Dominic

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credits

released September 1, 2014

All instruments and singing by Serene Dominic except:

Tim Alexander: backing vocals on "Come Power Point"
Andy Samford - Lead guitar on Turndown Night Service
Andrew Jemsek - Piano on "Days of Futile Tasks"

Photo by Amy Ouzoonian

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Track Name: Snoozebar/Days of Futile Tasks
Sunday night I'm remembering
The death on my eyes that Monday morning brings
I'd stay home if I could
But that won't do no good
Or keep you in the style you're accustomed to

Days of futile tasks
Do whatever the bosses ask
Days of futile tasks
Till I come home to you

Once upon a time we manufactured things
Now we just make time, time for more suffering
I just happened to pass by
Heard a secretary cry
Seems like no one remembered "Secretary Week"

Days of futile tasks
Do whatever the bosses ask
Days of futile tasks
Till I come home to you

And when I'm laying down beside you
I'm still thinking about the job
And when I dream, I dream I'm on a train
That's taking me back to the job

I need me an energy drink
Maybe a miracle pill
To get me over the hump
But not over the hill
Well it's somebody's birthday
They're passing around cake
It's always someone's birthday
I could scream

Days of futile tasks
Do whatever the bosses ask
Days of futile tasks
Till I come home to you
Track Name: Anti-Stress Zen Garden
Anti-Stress Zen Garden
written by Serene Dominic

Every morning it’s the same old fuss
Someone new is thrown under the bus
The only variation I can see is wondering who the new recruit will be

I DON’T KNOW I DON’T KNOW HOW FAR I MIGHT HAVE GOTTEN
IF IT WASN’T FOR MY ANTI-STRESS ZEN GARDEN (2X)

Life’s a beach, a little patch of sand
Small enough to fit inside your hand
Folk can ridicule me left to right
This miniature rake has probably saved their lives

I DON’T KNOW I DON’T KNOW IF I’D HAVE TURNED OUT ROTTEN
IF IT WASN’T FOR MY ANTI-STRESS ZEN GARDEN (2X)

Where I don’t need anybody and I don’t want anybody
and I don’t love anybody, everything’s already turned to sand!
Once I was out on the ledge because I lost all sense

I lost my job, I lost my house I lost my, umm, my pretty little baby
I’m not sitting on a fence about it so don’t you get-a me started
Unless you want to hear about all of its restorative powers

I DON’T KNOW I DON’T KNOW HOWMUCH I HAVE HAVE GOTTEN
IF IT WASN’T FOR MY ANTI-STRESS ZEN GARDEN (2X)

Where I don’t need anybody and I don’t want anybody and I don’t love anybody

© 2014 Serene Dominic for Onus Music.
Track Name: Filibuster
FILIBUSTER
Written by Serene Dominic 2014

Call another meeting, get everybody involved
Talk and talk and talk but nothing ever gets resolved
Wearing me down
Into the ground
Fa fa fa fa la la la la ba ba ba ba ba
Filibuster !

I disagree and try to make sense of it all
Them you accuse me of doing the old stonewall
Cause you love the sound
Of your sputtering mouth
Fa fa fa fa la la la la ba ba ba ba ba
Filibuster !

You blather on like nothing else
Like you’re doing us all favors
Gridlock and dead end still you go on and on
Better pack a lunch, we’re in for the long con
Everyone wants this one
Except for that one
Fa fa fa fa la la la la
ba ba ba ba ba Filibuster !
Fa fa fa fa la la la la
ba ba ba ba ba Filibuster !

© 2014 Serene Dominic for Onus Music.
Track Name: The Girl From Analytics
The girl from Analytics passed my way
For her 10:40 meeting every day
Whats the mystery
She's sworn to secrecy
She's seen the big board

If I could find keywords to make her care
She'd know my heart, I could direct her there
Could she ever love
And guy who just writes stuff
She knows as "bad code"

Maybe she's come to eliminate my job
Destroy my life somebody make her stop
Still I want her... I want her...want her for her mind
The girl from Analytics

The girl from Analytics passed again
She's from Somalia, maybe Pakistan
I crane my neck to see her walk away from me
To the room with the big board
Do they arrange marriages where she's from
I guess I gotta impress her dad and mom
She's never either or
Knows what she's looking for
And it's never bad code.

Maybe she thinks I don;t produce enough
Maybe she wants to outsource all this love

Still I want her.... Still I want her
Still I want her... I want her...want her for her mind
The girl from Analytics
Track Name: Turndown Night Service
I - I dreamed my dream of extreme convenience
Peppermints on my pillow
In this sea of loneliness.
How thoughtful that they pull back the dovay
So I can slide under the sheets
That's why I always ask for the turndown service
It's the only love that's guaranteed

To the weary business traveler suffering Kentucky on his own
Knows there's a different turndown service
Waiting for him back home
My spirits are bolstered now
In this room of blue and brown
My darkest hour of need
That's why I always ask for the turndown night service
It's the only love that's guaranteed