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Waltz Whitman
04:37
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Psychic flutters, they are tickling me
Floating inward, like a sleepless dream
Keep me waltzin’, till the morning time
Searching for another long reprise
Hey sir, Mr. Waltz Whitman!
Have you been neglecting your physical education?
I don’t think you’ve yet come alive
Trepidation leads you to the light
Polysemes they linger all about
Soaking me with metaphoric doubt
Probably, maybe I’ve lost count
How long till I find my way out?
Hey sir, Mr. Waltz Whitman!
Have you been neglecting your physical education?
I don’t think you’ve yet come alive
Trepidation leads you to the light
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⋏ ☌ ⏁ ⊑⟟⌇ ⟒⌿ ⟟⋏ ☌ ⋔ ⏃ ⎅ ⟟⋔ ⎅ ⍀ ⊑⟟ ⟟ ⏃⌰ ⌇ ⍜ ⟟ ⎎ ⎍ ⍀ ⍀ ⍜ ⌿ ⌿ ⟟⋏ ☌ ⋔
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Abduction
03:08
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Out in the desert in the dead of night
Down from the sky comes a beam of light
Oh no, the spaceman’s got me now
I want to start running, but my legs won’t touch the ground
Down comes a creature of a purple hue
I have to admit he was kind of cute
Oh no, I’m floating but I don’t know how
Higher and higher as I levitate toward the sound
Enter the starship, but who do I see?
A people-eatin’ lizard lookin’ back at me!
Oh no, I/m getting kinda thirsty now
All I remember was the tonic that shut me down.
Thought about that night for a month or two
Making milk tea with old machinery blue
Oh yeah, I’ve got to get back somehow
Circle ‘round the desert while singing the Song of the Cow
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Cuban Breeze
03:38
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I remember when I heard your call,
When the holy water skipped us along.
“Tell me what you hear, aren’t you intrigued?”
All your whispered words, they’re setting me free.
It took a while, but now I’m home
I hope you stay, don’t let me go.
Pour me one of those, that Cuban Breeze,
Steamin’ like those licks you play for me.
Seems you had a trick hidden up your sleeve,
Your dirty work is done cause now I believe.
It took a while, but now I’m home,
I hope you stay, don’t let me go.
I’m reelin’ now, it feels so right,
And now at last I’ve seen your light
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5. |
Steel Salmon
03:48
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6. |
Cold Water Sandwich
03:22
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Cold water sandwich
Cold water sandwich
Cold water sandwich
Down it baby
Cold water sandwich
Cold water sandwich
Cold water sandwich
Down it baby
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7. |
Desertification
04:22
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Father Time why must you keep me inside
My mind is no place for me to try and survive
I’ve been thinking too much, I can’t get out my
prison’s inside, the mice are eating up my bread
I want to be the one who takes you to the movies
But I can’t cause I am just excuses
Sign me up for the last rotation
Something inside; desertification
Fill my lung with poison, draw my suicide out
Justified ‘cause we think that it is nice out
I’m all vision, I just can’t help myself out
Biting Isaac, am I a piece of shit now?
I want to be the one who takes you to the movies
But I can’t cause I am just excuses
Sign me up for the last rotation
Something inside; desertification
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8. |
Nunavut
03:21
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Hey kid, you wear your heart on your sleeve
If you forget about them they’ll go on and leave
And I know it may take awhile
To tie your shoes and work up a smile
So watch out, hold your hand to your mouth
It’s always cold when you’re out in the old dog house
And I’m searching for another of my kind
Hiding all the pictures they are mine
And I’m searching for another of my kind
Hiding all the pictures they are mine
Face it, you’ll never make them believe
That you mean it when you say you want a reprieve
And I know it may take awhile
To hide your clues and turn back the dial
So watch out, friends are starting to doubt
It’s always cold when you’re out in the old doghouse
And I’m searching for another of my kind
Hiding all the pictures they are mine
And I’m searching for another of my kind
Hiding all the pictures they are mine
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Melted Suns
05:42
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Soldiers fled from the Aventine
Set ablaze by his matricide
A Second Coming of melted suns
A fiddle plays in the town of one
What’s said is done
Altruistic instead of odd
Just as each man may have a god
See beyond the pennycandystore
Past the hills where they kill the bored
No less, no more
Just walk through the door...
Hold my word spoken,
Never broken,
In its time.
See past the wicked
And burnt bridges
Of my mind.
Mind your mind;
I, me, mine;
Is it time?
Are we alright?
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CWS II
03:38
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Avi Verdugo
05:00
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Where’d you go last night, Avi Verdugo?
Who were you hanging around?
I heard you lost your head, Avi Verdugo
On the dark side of town!
Always were a momma’s boy, Avi Verdugo
All wrapped up in your Catholic sheet
But little did your momma know, Avi Verdugo
You are a devil out in the streets!
Avi where did you go?
Avi Verdugo!
Avi where are you?
The man of many misdeeds!
Avi why am I though?
Avi Verdugo!
Avi why are you?
The man of many mysteries
I stole your life last night, Avi Verdugo
How does that make you feel?!
And I kidnapped your dog, Avi Verdugo
So come on! And show me that religious zeal!
Avi where did you go?
Avi Verdugo!
Avi where are you?
The man of many misdeeds!
Avi why am I though?
Avi Verdugo!
Avi why are you?
The man of many mysteries
Avi where did you go?
Avi Verdugo!
Avi where are you?!
The man of many mysteries...
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12. |
The Obelisk
02:41
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The Obelisk
Towering
Over me
Is ominous
Don't go through that...
Th- the door!
Stay away from the door!!
Ominous
Towering
The Obelisk
Is over me
Christening a blackened sea’s shore
As you open that door...
Don’t tell me
666
Over me
Ominous
The obelisk
Is towering
On the door
A message is engraved
In glowing obsidian
It is penned by a talon
And through searing heat you begin to read...
Towering
Ominous
Over me
The Obelisk
The obelisk is coming to life!
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Dredge VII
03:44
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Ruet broke my door down today
Whispering the name "M.K."
The jump meant nothing he said to me
Compared to all that lies beneath
Mowgli won’t you remember me
In the lake that night with Lucy?
Can’t leave now I’m in the dark
Seeing eyes show I’ll be left behind
(I can't see turn me down)
Eight phases they put me through
Shifting tides pull the waning moon
Underwater can I leave soon?
You’ll never know what happened in that room...
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14. |
Bleach
04:19
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We live
We bleach
We die
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15. |
Beatnik Behavior
05:34
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We hung like bats from the ceiling
Trying to
{break}
The pentameter
I read the words and I had a feeling,
It’s just Beatnik behavior, darling
We talk like pianos that had been drinking
“Let’s start a fire out on the bay”
So I lit a match to send us sparking
Blame my Beatnik behavior, darling
Gin mill cowboys rambling madly through the night
Roman candles burn majestic yellow light
I’m not a head shrinker -- I suffer from a bright disease
And I won’t sleep until I’m dead
This is the real action, the pot party, the angel-headed hipsters at night
The trippers, the grasshoppers, the recreational…
The illegal intoxicants, the opposition!
If you flick around with the weed you’ll end up using the harder stuff he said
Four or five months before I head into chunky stardom
It’s easy for you to stand there with a cigarette in one hand and a drink in the other and tell us to blow pot!
Every time you blow a marijuana cigarette you take a chance at blowing your future!
I’m with you in Rockville, Carl Solomon
I’m with you in Rockville, Carl Solomon
I’m with you in Rockville
We’ll live, we’ll bleach, we’ll die
We’ll live, we’ll bleach, we’ll die
We’ll live, we’ll bleach, we’ll die!
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