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Earth Gotta Inhale
02:12
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I don’t want excuses
I want to hear your song
Under house arrest
At Sean Penn’s mansion
Sorting through the ruses
Like a new Clouseau
Eagerly awaiting
Kato’s advances
You have to handwrite it
If you miss more than five words
You’re fired
You’re smoke
Earth gotta inhale, bro
It’s probably well past time
To clear the air
Earth gotta inhale, man
Will you just step out the way
For breathing to transpire
Going to Alt-lanta
But swamped in the best possible way
Normally we’d oversell the go-go dancers
Deliciousness is a symptom
Keep your digits entwined
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Reasons To Riot
01:26
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It’s great
It’s four-lobed
The filter can’t be controlled
He’s council
Like a stencil
Blacked in and white all around
We need every color of the spectrum
To burn this clown house down
We’ve got the constitution
To defend the Constitution
Hijackers at the controls
Positioned on grassy knolls
Breathe aim slack squeeze
Forced Lady Liberty to her knees
Don’t knock resistance ’til you try it
There are reasons to riot
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3. |
Like Sirens To Me
01:00
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“Reckon there’s a reckoning coming”
Said old Jeb Wilding
On the winding wall
“Are these atrocities overseen?
You can try to keep it clean
Will no deities deign to intervene?”
Man, you know that’s not the dream
Comely lights
Smoke-enhanced falter
Go debate the rednecks
If that’s your scene
The wind sounds like sirens to me
A violent ocean’s windy screams
Breakers in your eardrums
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4. |
Total Wet
01:51
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I found myself beside you
Dreaming of things to do to you
When I saw you brandish felt
I was a teenage mummy too
Kind of fell in love a little bit
With a girl who wore a boot
Vermillion Frenchmen can’t be rowing
Am I Ryan Gosling or are you?
If anybody cares, then I don’t either
I still don’t know what a catch is
I’m climbing the mountain of freedom
You tame them, I’ll name them
It’s some sort of rebellion against something
I’m not done ’til my beer’s done, son
Now fetch that iron and stand my face
One might think that dreaming’s next
Two twins on stage, blessing cursed
You know I am a strong candidate
I only took what I could moose
No rest for the cricket blue
We are cars, our feet are the tires
You know you can do anything
It’s raining and I’ve reined it in
All the better to begin
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Make the broom
Go kaboom
As we sweep Lady Liberty’s womb
Of the remnants of the old gentry
Cut a switch
Watch it twitch
Fresh from the birch
That grows by the ditch
Stripe the flesh of the old gentry
Burn these fields
These evil yields
Monsanto seeds and sausage breeds
Fed to us via sad-elite feed
It’s beamed out
It’s doled out
We’ve been sold out
By our fast food masters
As you get a taste
Of the remnants
Of the old gentry’s plate
We eat bullshit and lies
And white-meat surprise
The propaganda menu
They’ve got a point
So let’s light up this joint
And burn that motherfucker down
Let us trust
In the brush
As we scrub Lady Liberty’s face
Of the remnants of the old gentry
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6. |
On the Days That I Fly
01:58
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On the days that I fly
I’m America’s sweet tart
The crux of absolutely everything
But when the eagle lands
With other eagles
It lands in a pile of shit
This island hammock
Of the subconscious
Is the spoilt milk
Of human kindness
So I call back
My perfect pal and drone
To help assemble
A perfect palindrome
Again we fly
Headgear
I’m into home evasion
Outside jokes
I’m a fucking quadfecta
Yeah
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O gosh what a dork
Can you find the jeopardy?
An ocean of opportunities
G-R-E-A-T
It didn’t end my lung
But it started my endgame
I will definitely
Shoulder the blame
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8. |
Wombmates
01:14
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We were wombmates
In the fantasticular
Expanses of uterus
Placentally located
Out of bounds
Seeking the fun
Warm cockles
With you and Pool Bill
He should be a large man as well
We were wombmates
Total entwined
You’re a kick in the head
We were wombmates
Twisted limbs
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9. |
Nobody Wears a Suit
01:58
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I wasn’t starving a minute ago
But a minute from now I might be
This is the very last winter
My last cold glass of Caroline
I need more Utopias
We’re not Drake after all
We ordered beignets for Bree
Hoisted her bloated coins with a hot shovel
You’ll be my dibs brunette
I’ll be your February bees
I’m hearing things in poltergeist winds
I’m a boxer who likes to blaze
We are rabid enthusiasts of the human form
Humans have been doing it for a million years
Brian May is an astrophysicist
While our family crest has peaked
I’m your muse
Now where’s the mountain?
No one wears a suit in fountains
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10. |
Let's Eat This!
01:50
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Let’s eat this
Mr. Mischief says, “Let’s eat this!”
I want to see mother people
But there is earth between us
And the stars are misaligned
Let’s eat this
We’ll see in panoramas
And return to transcender
At the council fire of the subconscious
Let’s eat this
Become a plethora of people
And perform a fake cameo
In the hallway of solitude
Let’s eat this
As parasite becomes the host
My eyelids weigh a thousand pounds
“Paging Dr. Squid—let’s eat this”
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11. |
Spitting Hairs
01:39
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Poison ivy patrol
Sundance
The rarest medium
A forest can see
Come explore the bottom layer
Dig through the muck with me
And we’ll freeze
We’re halfway to Galway
I’m just a frontman
Nefarious actors apply to be
Irish with me
Don’t put your honey in the freezer
Come to the Arctic Circle with me
And we’ll freeze
Now we’re spitting hairs
Spitting hairs
We are spitting hairs
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12. |
One Shot Of Life
00:25
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Instrumental
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13. |
When The Jig Is Up
04:29
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I wish I was a wealthy man of leisure
I wish this album was half as good as For Your Pleasure
Instead I’m drinking my paycheck
Prepping for a court date
Going apoplectic
Clinging to my lifeforce
I’m force-feeding the frenzy
Love Boat turns
It spins and burns into
A warship, Isaac churns
Another piña co
In his blender go
I’m all wound up
The god of time is here
Atomic energy
A puff of god is near
And the sun is high
Twisted in the covers
Heard the birds start up
Headed to the rally point
Headed to the rally point
To brew myself a cup
Thought about signing the paper
When the jig is up
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There’s a loud crack of thunder
Coming here soon
Natural anti-accident
In the form of a gem of a man
His chrononautical sucker punch
Aimed at aorta
Destined to hurt ya
Where shirt pins make rust
Just a lick of overdrive
His smile is angels singing
Ben Penry has been and will be
Materializing in your memory
O Ben Penry! has been and will be
Chrononaut and heartbreaker
He’s a time traveler
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When The Poor Vote Rich
03:55
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This secret cabal
Is no secret at all
As a cabinet of billionaires
Raise up their greed-filled glasses
O’er huddled and befuddled masses
Who handed this orange fascist
His white powerhouse
Only to be handed their asses
Let’s hope the anger of this moment
Never passes
The public defaced
What it would not erase
As a congress of rats
Gnawing at the ship’s beams
As a corporate dumbwaiter
Standing still in the realm of danger
Loaded a gun for a bellicose stranger
And shot down the sun
Let’s hope no one remembers
What we selected
When we elected
Your secret cabal
It’s no secret at all
As a council of security
In an evil axis
Let’s crack this evil axis
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16. |
Professor Phone
02:56
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Crown molding
He’s a good guy
One of my engineers
I’ve got OCD
About the things
Professor Phone said
One son
One year
Younger than mine
Yes that’s true
For you and me both
We were out at underarm
Now we’re waiting to fly
Place your call to Professor Phone
Early spring
There’s a plot on that
We’re glad about that
I saw him and the Boop
Electrical’s done
Plumbing and HV
Not to mention AC
I will admit
She and I
Have gone out
I don’t need this
Before the birds
Come back in
She gets it
While I’m gone
I don’t need that
I don’t need this
Before the birds
Come back in
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17. |
Spoken by the Balts
02:19
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What’s your master plan, man?
Choose the Bowie
While the Devo plays?
I’m the one who stays
That's your caster’s jam, man
Secret Penry history
Prolonging the mystery
(P.S., I run marathons)
Put your certitude to the test and find it
All of a sudden coffee’s different again
The Lorax was kind of a bitch
And no amount of preservation can save him
We want to enslave him
He’s an oil enthusiast
The staff of light
Gorging the locust
He’s the one who always eats
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Four red circles hover
Gray ripple wing in sight
Nine beige circles darkened
Tell us of the night
Click cane walker
Knockoff purse stalker
Watchman’s grass on concrete
Shady Grove no. 53
Why’s it always all about thee?
Watchman no. 53
Watchman’s ass on the line
Every time
Lest Willingham score no more
Field grass leaves glisten
Nerd birds will bring you the store
Cardinals speak if you listen
They steer you wrong but you can do right
Watchman, tell us of the night
Why you always coming down on me?
Watchman no. 53
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19. |
Peppercorn Wormser
02:37
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There are neighborhoods where nobody lives
Cavernous streets we drove straight through
You could see the boxes
You could set your watch
I never see them anymore
It’s an excuse to go back
See my buddies’ bulwarks
It’s all what you put into it
Detroit city
Creepy shit
A wealth of architectural neighborhoods
Subdivided homes
Significant strains
Social disservices
I don’t live in the city
I live in the country
Five minutes from airport to farmland
With Peppercorn Wormser
Swimmers are beautiful
Winners are horrible
So pretty when they fall
Embrace the winter
Do some ice fishing
It’s all good luck
And go golfing
Fifty-five times on Xmas eve
So much bullstrain
With Peppercorn Wormser
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20. |
Pensive Allies
01:12
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At the time they were
Boldly waving euphoria
Yeah it was like
No one wanted them in Barstow
Or the customer
I was going to become
Because of the big wave
The post-nasal hello
Good like nobody
Read it in the eyes
Of your pensive allies
Alternative for you (yeah)
Roosters are tribal
Got it from the eyes
Of your pensive allies
And then you take it home (yeah)
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