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Chopped off your head, now you’re deader than dead
But you’re starting to smell, so I say “What the Hell?”
And I staple it back
Recapitate! (repeat)
Can’t take ya to the prom, I can’t take ya to mom
I can’t take ya to the store, you get stuck in the door
I’m gonna chop you up some more
Axe Murderer(er)! (repeat)….
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Let’s take off our clothes on the beach
I’m so beautiful and outta your reach
I just met a man in the sea
Got me speakin’ in tongues on my knees
I’m left feelin’ naked and alone
I find his secret scene on a boat
We argue but we stay together, let’s go
Is this our last night forever?, I dunno I dunno I dunno I dunno
It’s a blowjob jet-ski fight, ya know, ya know
It’s a blowjob jet-ski fight, ya know, ya know
It’s a blowjob jet-ski fight, I dunno, I dunno
It’s a blowjob jet-ski fight, ya know
Water crashes and splashes all around
Engine tries to drown out every sound
None of this makes a difference to me
He pushes her one last time and she sinks
Investigated domestic dispute
Friends don’t wanna believe the truth
Found her where the caller had said
Take him away in handcuffs, she’s dead
It’s a blowjob jet-ski fight, ya know, ya know
It’s a blowjob jet-ski fight, I dunno, I dunno
It’s a blowjob jet-ski fight, ya know, ya know
It’s a blowjob jet-ski fight, I dunno, I dunno, I dunno, I dunno, I dunno
I just blow….
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Fantasy Defanged (2023)
02:26
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Jar, universe center
Bubble planets pop and shock and tease
No sights, no feelings, only thoughts to think
Only awake in sleep, alive in a dream
Prodded property studied unstable
Pathways change, I forget things
Distant and stranded, proper purgatory
Picked, packaged, and purchased
Nervous energy explodes
And you think
And you speak
And the room shakes
And the crowd is confused
And they stare at you
And they say stupid shit
And you second-guess yourself
And you look around
And there isn’t help
And you stutter
And you stammer
And you look down
And your shoes are dirty
And the carpet is clean
And you’re out of drink
And you pretend to sip
And you try again
And you forget how to stand
And they lose interest
Trapped in a zap shocking through the lines of copper crap
Sapped of everything that makes you “you”. Still going through
Sliding lying face-down drowned. Knocking in the walls and out the sockets
Sparked rockets crash and the audience cries and changes the channel.
Channeled through cancelled actors acting playing their parts.
Playing with their parts and you start to kick again but it’s not enough.
Killing and screaming but rolling and mumbling. Splatted flat but stumbling.
Mildly survive in a monotone montage mowing a lawn with no grass
Look up to the face behind the gray haze and stare to stab perhaps….
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4. |
In Your Veins (2023)
04:24
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Carry past forty churches
Bury him beneath his urges
Complete failure, a couple of crashes
Dancing sexy as tiny ashes
The dirt just can’t be sugar
And everything is bigger
Even too small to crush
So suck up in a (shhhh)
How can you believe
That you’re important like the wind?
I can conceive
Of a beginning without an end
The dirt just can’t be sugar
And everything is bigger
Even too small to crush
So suck up in a hush
The echo in your veins (repeat)….
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5. |
Coming Hard (2023)
01:30
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Circus fleas and Ouija voices
Scare away the cricket noises
Darkness fears outside your window
Somehow the fly eats the black widow
Somehow the fly eats the black widow
Dirty leaves crackle dry
But the jackal stares into the desert sky
Dancing fast, hear it calling
The sky’s coming hard but it isn’t falling
Somehow the fly eats the black widow
Oooh-ah,
Ooooh-oh-oh
Oooh-ah
The sky’s coming hard but it isn’t falling
Somehow the fly eats the black widow
Flowers die when I walk by
It makes me laugh and I dunno why
Ha-haha-hahaha Ha-haha
The sky’s coming hard but it isn’t falling
Somehow the fly eats the black widow
The sky’s coming hard but it isn’t falling (repeat)….
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Evening Drive 2023
01:44
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Gonna drive to the edge tonight
Where we can park the car
Run my fingers through your hair
Listen to the animals starve
Creatures cry until we’re flooded
And we can swim in the dark
And the crawling shadows worship us
And begin to fill our ark
They drive us around like crazy
Crashing through the trees and brush
And the animals make love to us
The gas pedal is crushed
Creatures come until they’re dying
Dying to be alive
Breathe the last screams of human beings
And of one last evening drive….
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I finally got off work early for once
And that’s just perfect for my plan
Gonna catch the train at 5 o’clock
And end it all at my own hand
My mind’s made up, I thought it through
No turning back, no turning away
There’s nothing else I’d rather do
The bus isn’t good enough, I prefer a train
Waiting for the train
Bored cold tracks
Waiting for the train
Rust and rocks and trash
Waiting for the train
With his head held low
Waiting for the train
To take him away from home
Waiting for the train
Bored cold tracks
Waiting for the train
Rust and rocks and trash
Waiting for the train
With his head laid low
Waiting for the train
To take him away from home
I ran and I rambled
And I tumbled and I turned
And I screamed and I looked up
And I looked lost and looked sad….
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“666 3-D movie”
Says the mayonnaise man to the congregation
Save your souls and sell t-shirts and cassettes
Educate the children of demons with Tourette’s
Spin your sin backwards
Hidden behind a masque
Tangled up the tape
I hear you screaming back….
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Throw me down
Throw me down
The stairs, the stairs, the stairs the stairs
Throw me down
Throw me down
The stairs
Throw me down
Throw me down
The stairs
Show me how to feel
Show me how to care
Throw me down
Throw me down
The stairs
Throw me down
Throw me down
The stairs
Throw me down
Throw me down
The stairs
I don’t give a fuck
I don’t fucking care
Throw me down
Throw me down
The stairs
Throw me down
Throw me down
The stairs
Throw me down
Throw me down
The stairs
Throw me down
And fuck me
On the stairs
Throw me down
Throw me down
The stairs, the stairs, the stairs, the stairs
Throw me down (repeat)....
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Less than a shadow and gray
I hold my hand out
Brick buildings crumble to piss
And they’re sinking like me
Why do I hide in this drain
To keep my face out of the rain
When my clothes are still soaked
And I don’t feel it anyway?
Why, why do I cry my eyes out all night?
Why don’t people have souls?
Why don’t they let me in the sun?
Needles don’t hurt
When that part of you is dead
Ink only runs
When the paper it touches is wet
Walking into the light
Racing angry eyes
Sweep me off my feet
And it hurts
And I finally feel….
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