1. |
Peter Pantry Eater
03:57
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“Peter pantry eater”
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2. |
Animal Season
01:47
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Naturally, Linnaeus,
Your Sweet Swedish botany.
Manticore, dragon, phoenix,
A paradox family.
He was a spirit brother
Of Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe
No one no longer living
As influential, he wrote.
It’s Animal Season
With binomial nomenclature
It’s beyond reason
By no means a second nature
Flora and fauna, frankly,
You’re branching phenomenally.
Flowering words within ya
There’s nobody cannot speak.
I hear another signal
From my late grandmamama
A run-in with worms, she tells me.
Yah yah! ha ha ha!
It’s Animal Season
With binomial nomenclature
It’s beyond reason
By no means a second nature
Naturally, Linnaeus,
A paradox family.
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3. |
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We can’t sing
We can’t dance
Together
Is this forever?
Bubble bursts next to me
Things are gonna grow
Lotta complexity
Lined up in a row
Redact the hauntology
Nowhere to go
Rewind this to the start, please
No no no
We’re gonna try
To get by
Forever
We can’t sing
We can’t dance
Together
Laughing unexpectedly
I don’t even know
Larval thoughts inside of me
We wanna show
Maintain our insanity
You ol’ so and so
Doctor screams profanity
And now we’re ghosts
Chorus:
When ___ Take me back to Turkey town
All the question marks
Combined ___ Turkey tails on the ground
And the doctors could not
Find___ Foraging by the pound
Me, me, me, me, me— me
We’re gonna try
To get by
Forever
We can’t sing
We can’t dance
Together
Bubbles bursts next to me
Things are gonna grow
Lotta complexity
Lined up in a row
Redact the hauntology
Nowhere to go
Rewind this to the start, please
No No No
Chorus +
AND THEY SAID
We can't sing
We can't dance
Together
Is this forever?
Laughing unexpectedly
I don't even know
Larval thoughts inside of me
We wanna show
Maintain our insanity
You ol' so and so
Doctor screams profanity
And now we're ghosts
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4. |
Skim Milk Twist
02:57
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D'ya got this?
C'mon ... c'mon
Skim milk twist
Who’ll make the call
With our last bit of sense?
There’s no one home
Though beyond the fence,
There’s a demon
With an orange, ratty face.
He’s disappeared,
But with a trace.
D’ya got this?
C’mon... c’mon
Skim milk twist
Our cups are full —
Right to the brim.
We’ve chewed the fat
Till we’re all grim.
Love’s got a way
Of holding me in my place:
I’m not talking ‘bout the facts (anymore)
I’m talking ‘bout the case.
You got this.
C’mon... c’mon
Skim milk twist (x2)
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5. |
Ratscallion
01:59
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Hold on,
Tighter.
Don’t it get
Lighter?
O’ spiral out
No there there
Now come on in,
Ratscallion
Hold on
Tighter,
It gets
Lighter
O’ life is short
And art is long
I can’t explain
Right as rain
O’ you - dear listen -- there’s gonna be some hell to pay
For the cognitive bias of a kind we have all disssssssplayed
And just when you hear me appeal to that elusive pronoun “we”
I don’t mean to invoke an idea of ballyhooed “society”
Here, what I’m meaning.... is what Marx calls our species being
And I know you know this gut-clenching feeling
When the world feels angry sick or much much too large
And you cannot put your finger on a figure who’s in charge
There’s one we know. We got the name.
It’s Ratscallion. You’re to blame.
O’ spiral out
From inside
And don’t explain
Right as rain
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6. |
The Splat Came Back
03:32
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We’re ghosts to you
We’ll haunt your silly precious photos
You too dearly showed us
Your collective memories
We’re truths to you
We’re in those photo corners
The smiling moral tooth
Of the dogs you gave away
Kick it in
Sarcophagus
Set a fire
To the rest of us
Closing in
On top of us
We’re still driving out
To Iona Station
And we’re still dreaming about
Iola Morton
Well, there’s old Joe and Frank
With the unreal estate
But our boy Poor ol’ Chet
He made another big mistake
Closing in
The ghost again
Light a fire
For the rest of em
The flame licks
All chrysanthemums
We’re ghosts in you
We’ll haunt your silly precious moments
You too dearly loaned us
Your collective histories.
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7. |
Don't Like People*
03:05
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They drive you crazy
They get in your way
It's amazing the things they say
They like to try to mess up your mind
If you don't watch out they'll fuck up your life
I ain't evil
I ain't a devil
It ain't criminal
I don't like people
I've been alone most of my life
I wasn't very happy but I felt alright
But since I got company there's nothing but worry
Yeah, no time
Yeah, too much money
I'm not evil
I ain't a devil
It's not criminal
I don't like people
Ain't evil
Ain't a devil
It ain't criminal
I don't like people
Feeling bad about everybody else
Helps me feel better about myself
Sometimes I'm unfriendly
Sometimes I'm alright
You just have to catch me on my good night
Good night
Good night
Good night
Good night
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8. |
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The sun and the shutters and the sun shattered hair
A butler hesitates at the top of the stairs
A kitten from Great Britain sleeps behind the drapes
An old silver bowl filled with apples and grapes
It's so very cold in the mansion after sunset
The snow is blowing through the baseboard outlets
And I have no idea what drives you, mister
Tanning beds explode with rich women inside
All my poor, hungry children
All my poor, hungry children
All my poor, hungry children
Time will break the world
Time will break the world
Time will break the world
The snow falls down so beautiful and stupid
On a black silhouette of Abraham Lincoln trees
The sky is low and grey like a Japanese table
And my horse's legs look like four brown shotguns
The icicles are dripping like the whole house is weeping
On an evil little car with the wing doors
And I have no idea what drives you, mister
But I've killed you in my mind so many times before
All my poor, hungry children
All my poor, hungry children
All my poor, hungry children
Time will break the world
Time will break the world
Time will break the world
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