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"Gratuitous Abysses"

"Gratuitous Abysses"


Am I on the verge of a really big breakthrough or just another meltdown?
Gratuitous abysses
I've been looking for my friend she became an ocean just to watch me drown
Gratuitous abysses

Staying in touch is making us boring, voiceless is underrated,
I think it's dumb and I really hate it
I must vilify us to make you special, I know my compass is beyond retrieval,
I'm just 'illuminations' and 'flowers of evil'

Like a flittering squirming dying insect you got glued to your ceiling
Gratuitous abysses
I know I'm as rotten as a Chytilovián Daisy but I still got feelings
Gratuitous abysses

Staying connected is making us stupid
I want a new grid a swinish fury
but since our schism it's all so blurry
We're all dolled up for gratuitous abysses
you're on her perch and looking sallow
I want to kiss you but you know I'm so shallow

Staying in touch is making us boring, voiceless is underrated,
I think it's dumb and I really hate it
I must vilify us to make you special, I know my compass is beyond retrieval,
I'm just 'illuminations' and 'flowers of evil'
 
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"Gronlandic Edit"

"Gronlandic Edit"


Scientists are nihilists with good imaginations
I am satisfied, hiding in our friend's apartment
Only leaving once a day to buy some groceries
Daylight, I'm so absent minded, nighttime meeting new anxieties
So am I erasing myself? Hope I'm not erasing myself
I guess it would be nice to give my heart to a god
But which one, which one do I choose?
All the churches filled with losers, psycho or confused
I just want to hold the divine in mind
And forget all of the beauties wasted
Let's fall back to earth and do something pleasant
We fell back to earth like gravity's bitches
Physics makes us all its bitches
I guess it would be nice to help in your escape
From patterns your parents designed
All the party people dancing for the indie star
But he's the worst faker by far
But in the set, I forget all of the beauties wasted
I guess it would be nice
Show me that things can be nice
I guess it would be nice
Youre trapped
Show me that things can be nice
You've got my back in the city
You've got my back, 'cause I don't want to panic
You've got my back in the city
You've got my back, 'cause I don't want to panic
 
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"Happy Yellow Bumblebee"

"Happy Yellow Bumblebee"


I am a happy yellow bumble bee, I fly around the flowers and trees
and all morning long, I flutter about in the swirling breeze and the sun is yellow like me

I am a happy yellow bumble bee, everything's so much bigger than me
but I'm not afraid, for if something gets too close, I give them a sting that makes them howl and scamper away..

No I'm not afaid, though sometimes I get lonely because my parents are dead and I can't find my brothers or sisters..

At night the sky looks so black and I can't find the sun.
It doesn't matter how hard I try, but when i feel like I'm covered in darkness, and that light won't touch me anymore...
I hear the cardinals singing and I know who they're singing for when I see the sun......

That makes me a happy yellow bumblebee, all my friends are beetles and centipedes and all
summer long we laugh and we play, but we don't talk to spiders because they're mean and they try to trick us, because they want to eat us..
but they'll never beat us....
 
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"Hegira Émigré"

"Hegira Émigré"


Up in the hills they are
having a white riot with no violence
or protesting for change,
they simply buy it.
If you're think I'm Caucasian,
well I'm actually gray.
I was conceived on Ash Wednesday
and stoned on Christmas day.
My baby's meditating to stop the war,
but I got myself a rifle
'cause I ain't gonna get
walked on anymore.
Out my window I see a battle of hawks.
My best friend has been dead for years,
but still we have great talks.
And just like the planets we will
never touch, just float around in space
not expecting very much.
My baby's meditating to stop the war,
but I got myself a rifle
'cause I ain't gonna get
walked on anymore.
We feel such hunger like vampire bats,
I got myself a gang
and we're called the Sleep Rats
I was out in the desert,
hunting ufo while I
saw scorpions and aliens I already know.
My baby's meditating to stop the war,
but I got myself a rifle
'cause I ain't gonna get
walked on anymore.
She gave him head till she
lost a tooth, that's what she gets for
molesting people in the DJ booth.
I used to be a palace, now I'm
just a dive. I'm made widow out of you
even though I'm still alive.
My baby's vegetating to stop the war,
but I got myself a rifle
'cause I ain't gonna get
walked on anymore.
 
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"Heimdalsgate Like A Promethean Curse"

"Heimdalsgate Like A Promethean Curse"


I'm in a crisis.
I need help--
Come on mood shift, shift back to good again.
Come on mood shift, shift back to good again.
Come on be a friend.

Nina Twin is trying to help, and I
Really hope that she succeeds.
Though I picked the thorny path myself,
I'm afraid, afraid of where it leads.

Chemicals don't strangle my pen;
Chemicals don't make me sick again.
I'm always so dubious of your intent,
Like I can't afford to replace what you've spent.

Come on Chemica-a-als!
Come on Chemica-a-a-a-a-a-a-als!
Come on Chemica-a-a-a-a-als!

Nina Twin is trying to help, and I
Really hope she gets me straight.
Cause my own inner cosmology
Has become too dense to navigate.

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh.

I'm in a crisis.
I need help--
Come on mood shift, shift back to good again.
Come on mood shift, shift back to good again.
Come on be a friend.
Come on be a friend.

2, 3, 4...
Chemicals don't flatten my mind;
Chemicals don't mess me up this time.
Know you bait me way more than you should
And it's just like you to hurt me when I'm feeling good.

Come on Chemica-a-als!
Come on Chemica-a-a-a-a-a-a-als!
Come on Chemica-a-a-a-a-als!

Come on Chemica-a-als!
Come on Chemica-a-a-a-als!
Come on Chemica-a-a-a-a-a-a-als!
Come on Chemica-a-a-a-a-als!
Come on Chemica-a-als!
Come on Chemica-a-a-a-als!
Come on Chemica-a-a-a-a-a-a-als!
Come on Chemica-a-a-a-a-als!
 
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"Hello From Inside A Shell (Zombies Enter The Harbor)"

"Hello From Inside A Shell (Zombies Enter The Harbor)"


Hello from inside a shell you can see me cause my shell is invisible. It wase made especially for me by the brilliant inventor Lecithin E. I ride my unicycle downstairs to his laboratory when I khow he's there Working on robotic aquatic bees,perfecting his mechanical donkeys or running from exploding test tubes. Hello from inside a shell you can see me cause my shell is invisible. It was made especially for me by the infamous inventor Lecithin E. I ride my boat car through the rays of his reverse megnetitizer when I'm feeling brave. Then everything I touch shoots into space and astronauts shake their fists at us saying be careful. He's promised to build us a world of our own far away from this one In uncharted regions where no one will go. He's promised to build us a world of our own. We'll find an island somewhere near the North Pole And He'll invent lots of strange new animals to inhabit it so we won't feel alone. And we'll be happy there there there all covered in snow. He's promised to build us a world of our own and here we go
 
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"Hindlopp Stat"

"Hindlopp Stat"


I want to live in an elephant coma
I want a second chance, sweet, sweet second chance
Dropped your glasses in the toilet
Punched the mirror in the restaurant bathroom
She likes boys, boys who wear cologne
She lets them take her home to her place
Mess up her face
Doctor arrests you for getting sick
Puts you away for a long time
Says you'll be released when you're better
But they didn't ever come
 
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"Holiday Call"

"Holiday Call"


Is that you, my Lord?
Hands on my knee, my Lord?
Fingers running up my sleeve, my Lord?
Asking me to leave with you?
Oh, my Lord
Is that you, my Lord?
Hands on my knee, my Lord?
Fingers running up my sleeve, my Lord?
Asking me to leave with you,
My Lord?
I freaked at the festival
I'm almost sick again
Our memories are sighed away
All the TVs are stoned
It's no construct for prayer
Is that you, my Lord?
Hands on my knee, my Lord?
Fingers running up my sleeve, my Lord?
Asking me to leave with you,
Oh, my Lord?
I freaked at the festival
I'm almost sick again
Our memories are found again
All the telephones are stoned
It's no construct for prayer
Bitch you know it's got to bounce
Don't lie to me, Charlies
I hardly know you
I know enough to stay away
No row boat for you
Wishes granting
Out of date
Don't lie to me, Charlies
I hardly know you
I know enough, enough to stay away
No row boat for you
Don't lie to me, Charlies
I hardly know you
 
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"Honeymoon In San Francisco"

"Honeymoon In San Francisco"


Honeymoon in San Francisco, what a grand idea.
We'll rent a room in a four-star hotel
We'll spend the whole time drunk on champagne and lime
We'll never feel the need to get out of bed, though on occasion we'll charter a boat sail off to a distant island
Once there we'll take off our shoes and relax beneathe the sun
We won't care if we lose our minds
We won't care if we live or die
We'll spend the whole time drunk on champagne and lime
We won't care if we lose our minds
 
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"How Lester Lost His Wife"

"How Lester Lost His Wife"


First there was the 'fable of the bull'
Told by the picador
Then an Orwellian raping of a virgin apple core
An apple core an apple core an apple
Core an apple core an apple
Next our minds were supping up the horrors
That our vicious master's whip
Was serving us in rituals nefariously hip
Wickedly hip wickedly hip wickedly
Hip wickedly hip wickedly
I had to don a disguise to see her slinking through
The snaky hallways to her chamber
I wasn't prepared to encounter the vision
Of she and It engaged in defiling of the sacred
In an instant her face became so plaintive
And I watched as she transformed
Into the Black Amaranth
The Black Amaranth [x3]
The next morning I espied
In a window framed in brass
The story of her condemnation
Portrayed in the stained glass
In the stained glass
In the stained glass in the stained
Glass in the stained glass in the stained
Glass
 
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