1. |
Arp Omni
04:22
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With freckles as sparkling as yours
Who could dare to un-sparkle your dots
A face as unreasonably adorable as yours
Who could dare to thoughtlessly smudge your cheek
With black hair as infinite as yours
What could dare to bar your passage through the void
I have done almost nothing right
My entire adult life
But having dared to touch the fire with you
breaks the chains
Of my being nothing (too)
Indiscretions as starling as yours
Who could dare to define them as wrong or right
With invention as amusing as yours
Who could dare to remain uninvolved
With secrecy as bewildering as yours
What could insist on penetrating
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2. |
Maestro One Chord
03:38
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A half a brick
Flying through space
A broken tooth
Flying through space
A decapitated fairy prince
Powerless to undo this
A slap in the face
Floating in space
Curious and unafraid
A shudder of discovery
Floating in space
A denial of submission
Floating in the space
A disbeliever, accountable to the crematory
A slap in the face
Flying through space
Curious and unafraid
a compulsion suitcase of failure
Failing at space
A Dunce Cat
Failing at space
A moment of reprieve in a day’s dream
A slap on the ass
Flashing the Morass
Cease to exist
Curious and unafraid
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3. |
Common Loon
03:31
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what will you do if and when
I am someone else
They are a freak cool
Impermanent candy
Common Loon inopportune
But don’t you worry about it now
Red Balloon over used
(So) don’t you worry about it now
A beautiful b.o.i.
Vaseline to be polite
It's time to creep out
Get Low Low dandy
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4. |
Pale Flower
05:00
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Is today more than but a wound?
Alas…
But tonite could be?
Auf wiedersehen Eraser, be damned!
St. Vitus boiling in a kettle curses aloud,
“Auf wiedersehen Embracer gosh darned"
But Tonite, But Tonite Could Be
Tonite, Tonite Could Be
A brand new chimney
made out of a human skull?
Beware!
You could wipe the excrement of a rainbow off into a rag…
You can wipe the excommunication of a rainbow off onto a loved one’s thighs
Auf wiedersehen Eraser, be damned!
Everything the night uses
To dazzle and to corrupt
Imagination
Luxury
Revelation
Art
Meditation
Intellect and
Termination
There is not glory in whipping a night
But Tonite all fools must be whipped
Grease is in demand
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5. |
Veneficium
04:07
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Oh I looked upon
Dreams mocked to death
Slats and husks and frozen frame
Sinking into the dust
Oh I was repulsed
And I acted thus
Mocked by liminal space
Pressed down into the dust
Given all this
why can I go back
how can I stay still
when caught in these acts
The area, the mass and shape
air above the massive space
Oh what’s to be come of this now
Unto floating eyes
Flash in deep release
Calendulas loomed
Before they were consumed
All turns for the worse
Unreal but not untrue
Seized by the mass and shape
is it all it is
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6. |
Sleep Blvd.
03:15
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I was afraid
Of a darkness
I was afraid
Of lightning
They don’t concern me anymore
Crawl into the duffle bag
Crawl into Crisco Disco
‘neath the ground
O’er beyond
A Boom Boom Boom
To abscond…
tear unbroken blue
as it fades
into you
With no end
to the sight
A shadow
As a sky
Spiraling
take the sound
Spiraling
beneath the ground
Shush shush said I
To The Discotheques
Of Discontent
Shush shush
said I
They don’t concern me anymore
Though It were the most reprehensible
Acts of my habituality
You responded to most enthusiastically
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7. |
T.D.F.T.W.
03:24
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In everyone’s life
There is only one person
Whose name can be called out
At the moment of death
And for me that name is yours
The devil forgiven
That’s why!
Your laughter resounds in it
Through the suffering of his Kinder
And covered in not enough stones
Despite them all bearing his marks
And up from a shallow grave
This Kinder blood then floods
Throughout everyone’s life
There is only one Penumbra’s penumbra
Whose name can be called out
In the moment of death
And for me that name is yours
The devil forgiven
That’s why!
Shocked at finding oneself
Sunk up to the knees
In the arenaceous Blut
Of one million Kinder smithereens
Gape into every desert’s version
His mark, a scratch across the Sun
Gape to not find anything
His mark, a scratch across everything
His sound
The cry of heaven
At the moment of everything
For me that name is yours
And for me that name is yours
The devil forgiven, that’s why!
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8. |
Bobby Bland
03:57
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Meat without speech
Locked in a toolshed
Meat without a name
Rent by the light of candle
Meat without will
Meat without a voice
Wobbling in darkness
Is a dance misery preordained
A mother and father / a brother or sister
Do not have to be
A biological disaster
They could be
Kindred spirits
And weirdly moving
Meat without sense
Meat without a mind
Meat that takes
Gored by the whims a Grendle
Confront the friction and feather of
Obsessive obliteration
Threatened by someone
Who is already threatened
Standing up to them all
With a single polka dot
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9. |
Piña, Coconut & Cherry
04:54
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A ballad rather than a rocker
A ballad rather than a rocker
A goddess doesn’t have to learn
They just stare
They have no a part in this
They just stare
And they will rest their head upon my shoulder like a baby
Abandoned and free
To anyone who wants them
And I will rest my head upon their shoulder like a willow
Abandoned in a bin
To anyone who wants me
A ballad rather than a rocker
You are quiet
And I’ve got a lot to be quiet about
What kind of world do you think that this is?
You have a scar
It is in a real interesting place
Let me show it to you
It won’t have anything to do with us
Fantasy Fantasy Fantasy Fantasy
Draw and quarter the stars
Fill in the black holes
Pluck and eat the moons
Head bowed Like a wrongdoer
Happiness !!!
I never heard of anything dumber
For a true love of mine
A ballad rather than a rocker
You drink alone
As a reason to be alone
In The Balladeer’s Jingle
My soul converted to a thing
In The Jingler’s Charm Chime
Fantasy Fantasy Fantasy Fantasy
I loved you this hard for 12 years
I never thought I could love this hard for this long
It makes me insane!
You can’t refuse love like this
It’s criminal
You must love me, love me, love me
You are mine, this is mine
You are mine, this is mine
A ballad rather than a rocker
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