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"Ambassador Bridge"

"Ambassador Bridge"


When Sarah comes down when Sarah comes down
When Sarah comes down from Detroit I'll exhume myself and meet her
Till the day she's here I'll stay underground
I don't have to feel evil any more and I'm happier when she's around
When Sarah comes down when Sarah comes down
When Sarah comes down from Detroit I'll exhume myself and meet her
Till the day she comes I'll stay underground
I don't have to feel guilty any more and I'm something better when she's around
Sarah come down Sarah come down
Sarah come down from Detroit
 
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"Amphibian Days"

"Amphibian Days"


In the pen with the mastiffs bred to fight rats in the bowels of the arena
I received a kiss without promise that produced deformities of happiness
The laughter there is viscous it leaves a residue down the legs of the chairs
Since you lost the will to hear they get your attention grabbing fistfuls of your hair

These amphibian days they will not heel to you
You can’t defy the defining flaw of your generation

The heavens vomited the dawn upon us as we learned how to occupy photographs
She descended a stairway composed of silk and flicked her cigarette
As I sweat through my black hex I saw you two climax in spasms through a frosted window
You both came in electronics and anthemic bursts of unsanitary flames

If this is Tartarus, which of us is Echidna which one Arakiel?
This bastard conveyance of extinct emotions that we know only in our cells
I labour to tempt you out of your cage and into my patrol
Until this vessel lands I have decided to ignore all impulse control
 
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"An Eluardian Instance"

"An Eluardian Instance"


Does she know, you should know that I
Am not just searching for some first-time high?
I know it's all about perceptions,
And I accept you as my very first mover

Ahhh, ah yeahhh
Ahhh yeahhh, ahhh yeahhhh
La la la la la la

[horn break]

I remember riding bikes on Koster Island,
Plotting midnight raids on the Swedish plum trees
That summer,
It was too cold to swim, so
We climbed upon the rocky shore and freaked out on
The mountain goats,
But they were not impressed or scared of us

Do you remember? Our last summer as independents? [4x]
Do you remember (Do you remember?)

I was a foreigner when you appeared
From the shadows at the Mono club
I was a hater in the depths of an emotional hibernation
You sat me down, we had some drinks
And you told me all kinds of insanity
I asked your friend if you were available
She answered, 'no, but yes, oh well oh well, yes and no,'

Now, I'm viewing my memory reel in reverse
Scrolling back to come to feel your weather then
Now, I'm noting the Himmlers of our parabola
To predict the points of thou-shalt-not-return

This inbreeding of ideas is intolerable
I wish David was here
I can't take your persecution complex and
I'm not gonna absorb your stress output any more
Oh don't you pimp out my heart
Don't you pimp out my heart
 
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"An Epistle To A Pathological Creep"

"An Epistle To A Pathological Creep"


He'd explain to you but it would take too long
Why he is right and everybody else is wrong
He'd endeavor friend to make your mind correct
He'd try but he thinks it would take too long too long
It's probably simple math
That keeps him on his elevated path
While talking to him it is very rare
To sense that he's acknowledging you're even there
Or else he'll speak as if you should be taking notes
But fears that you might steal
One of his brilliant quotes
There's no idea that you could add
That he wouldn't claim to have already had
He used to be a really decent guy
Before his insecurities enslaved him
Now his ego seems to be raging uncontrollably
Destroying every friendship that he's ever had
I don't even like to think about him it's so very sad
Only a boy of three would dare act so egregiously
Now the kind of places he's most often found
Are rife with pedants running topics into the ground
And the company that he is known to keep
Are all self important bores
That put you right to sleep
Yes I'd rather be hung
Than hear them discussing Carl Jung
 
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"An Ill-Treated Hiccup"

"An Ill-Treated Hiccup"


The cats are crying at the screen door
the neighbors are revving up their cars
the world is just exploding now with people
and all of their noises are just drowning out-
the cat's still crying at the screen door
I was just a hiccup in the rain
then you struck me with your cane
you made it your life's work to end up a stain
the cats are crying at the screen door
the neighbors blast speeches from stereos
the world is simply flooded now with people
and all of their noises are drowning out-
the cat's still crying at the screen door
clawing at the screen door
I was just a hiccup in the rain
then you struck me with your cane
you made it your life's work to end up a stain
(group)
found after a party
 
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"An Ode To The Nocturnal Muse"

"An Ode To The Nocturnal Muse"


I love to sleep I love my bed
cause it brings strange dreams to me
and life's much better when I'm asleep I can see anything don't
have to worry about anything
I know you love to sleep you love your pillows
cause they bring sweet dreams to you
and life's much better when you're asleep
you can do anything don't have to fuss over anything

I can't wait to be old growing senile together
holding hands and both completely out of our heads
We won't notice when we're dead
we'll be too busy dreaming too busy dreaming
We'll be too busy dreaming

Life's much better when you're asleep
you can do anything don't have to fuss over anything

Well there's nothing quite as great
it's my favorite mental state
subconscious stream of thought
creates avant garde films in my mind
and watching them is how I like to spend my time
I love to sleep I love my bed
cause it brings strange dreams to me
and life's much better when I'm asleep
I can do anything don't have to care about anything

I can't wait to be old growing senile together
holding hands and both completely out of our heads
We won't notice when we're dead
we'll be too busy dreaming too busy dreaming
We'll be too busy dreaming
 
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"And I've Seen A Bloody Shadow"

"And I've Seen A Bloody Shadow"


Turning tricks on the hood of Jasmine's car
That whole summer was really just too peculiar
You know I would of given it up to almost anybody
That had a little money and was sweet to me
Yeah I was down to give it up to almost anyone
Who was sweet to me
It was rough we had to crawl down to the basement
For to hide from this digital wolf
He had no eyes but he could see using electrical force
Biting the prick that feeds me in my sister's bathroom
How can I function man in the face of all this butchery
My mind is exploding with sappy murders they
really poison my sexuality
How can I function there's no more Appalonian beauty to behold
Lillivan the heart is not dead
It's just bad weather in my temporary head
In my temporary head
Mama my heart's not dead
It's just really bad weather in my temporary head
 
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"Apollyon Of Blue Room"

"Apollyon Of Blue Room"


On junk with Dark Globe and doom invocations
And somebody's dope demon brother
The opiate drone of her gaze
Their anodyne days
The cracked bas relief
Of Hellenic summer
Carbolic kilo
I know that she's only trying to score
And not very human anymore
The loom has gone lame
The pattern's insane
The agents have wigged out
The pulse is corrupt
The choter's a fang
No function
We set another Aegean sleep deprivation experiment
Stumbling around Monastiraki Square
Crawling to her in my undress
My heart is a mess
The ruin's depressed
The shit of our withering depths
The din is intense
I sense that she's finally turned the lock
But I just want my Anatolian rock
I've been through so many deaths
That I don't know which name to answer to
Fidelity breeds madness;
I trash the heights, the peak
Now I'm on my own
No violence on the telephone
You're a child of neglect
But you turned out okay
The way my psyche rioted
I was just as shot
Your new lover like a hearse
An idiot, a failure
I recoil at the sound
The milking of vipers onto the barren dirt
Just steps from the orchard
Looking beneath the higher tease
The satans of the vicious yayo society
I can't get no rest
My dreams are corrosive
Nightmares scar vampires, too
My thoughts are voltaic
I'm such a downer,
Huh
Now I'm on my own
No violence on the telephone
You're a child of neglect
But you turned out okay
Ooh
The way my psyche rioted
I was just as shot
Your new lover like a hearse
An idiot, a failure
Ooh
 
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"Around The Way"

"Around The Way"


You say you just want to stand there and dim out
Just gonna root there and space
Sulk cause there ain't nobody really doped about your inventory
Absorb celestial articles from neutral stations
From the pain participants
And by far mostly neo-family break strike pattern strike break deface
When you get so quiet and depressed, hate it and I drop away again
Can't understand I want to die again
I'm out here in the swell getting fucked up trying to cure you
It's so draining
Really how can I help if you won't talk to me?
Thought you were around the way
Not just a cliche
[Nina Barnes:]
Eg har aldri tenkt meg sanningi
Som ein husfugl,
Men um ho so vore,
Kan du godt strjuka henne med fjøri
Og ikkje jaga henne upp i ei krå
Til ho snur ugleaugo og klør imot deg.
Andre held sanningi for
Ei kald knivsegg,
Ho er både
Yin og yang,
Ormen i graset,
Og fuglekongen som lettar frå ørni
Når hu trur seg høgst.
Eg har òg set
When you get so quiet and depressed, hate it and I drop away again
Can't understand I want to die again
I'm thrashing in the waves getting fucked up trying to cure you
It's so draining
How can I help if you won't talk to me?
I thought you were a lover friend
I'm your friend
 
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"Art Snob Solutions"

"Art Snob Solutions"


What's up directors? Grab your knives!
It's time to take all all of the lives
Of the people who cannot see the somnolent genius of Tarkovsky
Come on authors grab your guns!
It's time to murder everyone who's never heard of Apollinaire
Send them all to hell it's only fair
Cast them all into the flames if they don't know any names
Of the principals of Arte Povera
Or are unfamiliar with le serpent mascara
That's right mascara snake!!!
Come on painters alive or dead
Give all the cretins a boot to the head
If they don't extol convincingly
Tempered Elan era Kandinsky
Throw them all into a well if they cannot tell
An Arto Parv feast of repetition from a Schoenberg 12 tone composition
Come on artists the day is here
And your mission is very clear
Put an end to the bourgeoisie
And death to everyone who's never heard of me
 
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