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Codes Swans Tigers
05:16
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Beyond our unpronounced mutual understanding
of the presence and prospect of the give human entity
Acute perception of intentions
Auditorily incommunicable
but for invisible sense antennae x3
but for invisible sex
We want to be your friends
but you are so haughty and you are
irresponsible unreceptive and closed to open doors
If we only could be there when you were born
There are codes between swans and tigers
It's communication what we do
and though you may not be aware of it
it has an indirect effect on you
Oh but you and your opposable thumbs
and your great goddamned big brain capacity too
makes me feel like I'm on the run
and it freaks me out to be with you
We want to be your friends
but you are so haughty and you are
irresponsible unreceptive and closed to open doors
If we only could be there when you were born
I am a human being and I am king
so all you furry fuckers bow
then become food and bring yourselves to me
or I'll be forced to show you how
Ever since I was a little kid
I have had nothing but disdain
Yeah there ain't nothing I can learn from you
Don't even want to cause you pain
You think you're cool because you never had a war?
Well if Mother Nature wants to start shit let her
Cuz you've got venom, stingers, fangs, and claws
but all our guns and stuff is better.
Damn girl, where'd you get your booty at?
Where'd you get your booty at? Goddamn, girl.
Damn girl, where'd you get your booty at?
Where'd you get your cat?
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Fire!
03:54
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How do I look when I am looking at their faces?
Do I look like I want something from them?
Do I look wicked, bold or broken, dirty, foreign, naive?
Well do I? Tell me you people!
Stop!
Looking!
At me!
I think I'm coming from too many different places
My mind, my soul, my cock, my minivan, immediate family
And lately I've been feeling under too much pressure
If you make me really mad I might just have to go and start a fire!
Stop!
Helping!
Me burn!
(under too much pressure)
(hotter hotter hotter hotter hotter hotter hotter hotter hotter)
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Lightbulb Blind
03:36
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Come with me you can't do wrong
I promise you we'll get along
We'll hypnotize a cross between
a jughead and a frisbee fiend
Your mouth locks up, well it's ok
we won't need words anyway
We'll knock the opposition down
then hide out in the lost and found
Didn't your mother tell you behave?
You're not exactly doing what you should
Are you gonna go to your grave
before you've even done one thing good?
Your shoes untie, your spool unwinds
you think you're gonna lose your mind
A girl walks in with a shitty grin
and both her eyes are dollar signs
Her lungs collapse, don't worry yet
It's not half as bad as it's gonna get
The blackmail paid at great expense
You've lived in secret ever since
Are you gonna do what you like
without a thought as to the consequence?
Who knows, maybe you're right
Go on and build yourself a monument
I'm so bored with myself
Here comes the boot to stomp my face
Lightbulb blind me
I don't wanna see this place
(why don't you want to?)
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Osteoperosis
04:50
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Obama is happy but the top is sad
Obama is happy but the top is so sad
Obama is happy but the top is sad
Obama is happy but the top is so sad
Obama is happy but the top is sad
Obama is happy but the top is so sad
Obama is happy but the GOP is sad
Obama is happy but the GOP is so sad
oh my bones
oh my bones
Your mama is happy but your pop is sad
Your mama is happy but your pop is so sad
Your mama is happy but your pop is sad
Your mama is happy but your pop is so sad
Your mama is happy but your pop is sad
Your mama is happy but your pop is so sad
Your mama is happy cuz the stimulus passed
but your pop is unhappy cuz he's still got no cash
oh my bones
oh my bones
If only the opposites not true the opposite's not what you've proved to do
And I'm not the other man I am your brother who loves your new truth and
yeah you've got problems but that's not a problem cuz you know what to do and
We are totally and unavoidably watching you so will you
please keep all your promises
cuz we need all your honesty
please keep all your promises
cuz we need all your honesty
Obama is happy cuz the stimulus passed
Obama is happy cuz the stimulus passed
Obama is happy, the stimulus passed
Obama is happy, the stimulus passed
Obama is happy, the stimulus passed
Obama is happy, the stimulus passed
Obama is happy and I'm so glad
I'm happy!
Sad!
Happy!
Sad!
Sad!
Happy!
Sad!
Happy!
Happy.
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Poor Nicholas
04:29
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You've convinced me somehow
somehow against my will
that I'd be better off if only I would take the pill
and plunge down with you
to where you make your fictions
and your little buddies hide out
and nurse on your addictions
think of new ways to deceive us
Only now I'll be in on the joke
I can't discover why you're cruel
why you always lead me on
to the point I can't go on
though you promise me relief
You give a look of sympathy
even offer up a body
but walk over me and leave
for days or weeks at a time
to keep me thinking of you
or to contemplate your next crime
which will leave me feeling helpless
but above all more involved with
something I still can't understand
I've been patient long enough
and I want some answers now
How can you keep saying it's for my good?
Count me out
There must be something I can do
must be some way to break free
because the game is killing me
I can see that you're amused
but I can't take much more abuse
and you will always sow the doubt
that I'll be happy when I'm out
I'm at the door, you're already gone.
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Not Blood Paint Brooklyn, New York
Not Blood Paint is a theatrically vivid—and sonically intense—four-piece from Bushwick, formed in 2008 by guitarists George
Frye and Joe Stratton, bassist Mark Jaynes and drummer Seth Miller.
Musically, it’s a group impossible to pigeonhole, far removed from traditional verse-chorus-verse structures. The songs manifest as detailed stories that worm into the minds of always-shifting narrators.
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