1. |
No In, No Out
03:14
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An unsuspecting army of ants
with the dance of the great glory war
Evil,
evil is in their heads
Evil
is marching now
So you've got to get away
Scale the jade spire
to the depths of mad desire
Evil,
Evil is in your head
And plant the soft, cotton pattern in the sand so you know
where you'll go and where you've been, oh no
There will always be
the brand new modern day cronies
The yesmen all in agreeance
Dusting off
the dirty fortress walls
to the wails
of the howlin' wolf
You know the words
yet you choose not to speak
Young child,
young child soon you'll know
what to do what you say
it's all up to you
You know,
you know what to do
All that you see is a reflection in and of the mind
so lay your arms at your side, oh my
There will always be
the brand new modern day cronies
The yesmen all in agreeance
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2. |
Sweet Cocoon
04:39
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Baby,
Sleeping so cold, so compressed to me
My affection wraps you comfortably
So, let me be something more than passing heat
I'll take from every lasting move you make
Baby,
La da da da da da da da da
In our sweet cocoon of love
And there's curls with the hair
Her long, golden-red shades
dipped in summer's rays
Teasing toss, like curtain call
A certain droll I am made
when you crawl close
Babe, is that you dancing in the smoke?
Trappers trapping, dodgers drafting
Wheel keeps a turnin'
Fresh young pilot looks out, spinning
And all is a show
for all are to see
The rest is for churning into the universal soul savant
Our nest is coarse, yet fine
And it's still,
but the humming still does coax
and coerce
young lovers to be abuzz
River watchers to glide
Errant grazers to find a pasture they can hold
and hide
in a sweet cocoon of love
Baby, la da da da da da da da da da
In our sweet cocoon of love
Sanctuary shores
for a mind less bothered
Freedom calls from the ship
as it sails yonder
Don't miss your ticket to fly
Your pass past the last of the smoke
and the wiles in your eyes
Trappers trapping, dodgers drafting
Wheel keeps a turnin'
Fresh young pilot looks out spinning
And all is a show
All is to be seen
The rest is for churning into the universal soul savant
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3. |
Not for Nothing
03:36
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Silver skyline, felon fog
You can ride it down
if you're feeling fine
if you're feeling fine
You came upon a mountain,
aboard a boat,
but not for nothing
You came into the sea,
but not for me,
and not alone
Now,
me and my bird play love games all of the time
Me and my girl play love games all of the time
Now I can stand on my own and she doesn't mind
Watch to the peak of the last strand of hair
There's a light that takes hours
but it shines when she takes flight
Even though there are flaws
to drain the life
Even though there are flaws
Blue church in the morning
I'll be back
By the break of dawn
you'll be something new
Dusty dusk, priming skyline
Can't get the look that you're feeling
alright
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4. |
Impartial Magic Marshall
04:14
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Impartial Magic Marshall
Sitting on a lump sum
of pocket roses
and dice
for fun
I am the subject of nobody
Way out by the big Rock 5
By this hour,
there's always room to make time
Winter by the night
Cornerstone of the highway town
Impartial Magic Marshall
Sittin' on a limp trunk
In the shade, beneath the bloom
on a rocky afternoon
Hidden grotto in the hills,
hand-carved
Agrin off the mountain side's long face
Feel the moonlight
drip between the branches
Let the search party pick apart the days
Pass the buck, pass the buck
Pass the buck til you find yourself clean
Tender intentions
Sidearm desire
The strangest of themes
you'll encounter grown wild
But your words don't speak for themselves
Innocent is not free in the woods
So there the raft sat in the bay
One end fishing,
the other ablaze
Here awaits
a domino collecting,
hired ghost
Guard your man-prison
with the crocodile skin
For the warden thinks the beast can't be bribed from within
Unfortunately for him, a crocodile has to eat
Man has been known to carry
other appetizing feasts
Guard your man-prison
with the crocodile skin
For the warden thinks the beast can't be bribed from within
Unfortunately for him, a crocodile has to eat
And man has been known to carry
other appetizing feasts
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5. |
Howl
03:48
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Said a voice from afar,
clamoured steps will shake to the bone
you disappear in heed
and I lie awake waiting for the sun
begrudged, i'll sink into bed
lie for a while, until it's time
to stop hiding away
bootsrapped, hobnail
iguana skin creeping into me dreams
a smokey room of curious minds
Ego freak, I'll dance with the pagans in nude
dawn of mine, intrinsic salute
if you wait for me to be,
what you wanted all along
pick yourself up and carry me home
you're the charmer who gets what she wants
I would kill to be apparent in your admiration
he cocks back with his leather face grin and says
Son
Stand tall, in lucifers stead
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6. |
Janus Cat
06:44
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I'm an oddity by trade
and a looming disbelief
Leave me by the side
of the clear glass door
What a dog!
What a sheep!
Loose belt around his thin, pork rinds
The dog chained up
But you're giving it love
And it refuses to bite
Too embarrassed to bark
Insisting it's all real
He pulls me by the ear
and barks 'Sit here!'
He barks 'Sit here!'
A dog and her sheep
Man and his dig
Woman and her man
A bitch for her slob
That neighbourhood watch
been out all night
An empty sound
in the starving ground
Depleting the mood
to get the answers in gold
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7. |
Dune Wanderer
05:23
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Your heavy brow sinks deeply
I'll writhe within my keeled psyche
All odes to I, for falling apart
"Dune wanderer! Search out your seer"
Perverse claim, in godless vain
Last ditch wickedness, for dogged asylum
Fall a deeper sleep to keep me
Oh sleeper,
A brush with a dream
Where her face isn't flush
Please stand me the sunrise
Isolation, sickness sticks
Cyclic visions, slithers thick
The harrowing rise peaks perfect in silence
Red sparrows deem the nights sky too grim to fly
& our veins strain through the gaping wounds
Whilst a harrowing carnival tune rounds
All day long, and all night stronger still
Albatross, clutch my stride
Lay me down, leave me to die
Deafened earth, stands to fight
Please stand me the sunrise
"Dune wanderer, scratch out your eyes"
Please stand me the sunrise
"Dune wanderer!" Blinded behind
A godless guise
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8. |
Black Mirror Blues
03:31
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Dig up that desert body from a
deep southern ditch
Ersatz burial grounds
for a leaky problem fixed
Crude dreams
sweet substance
and elixir
Potion juice,
courtesy of the fixer
Standing tall as the sun
Scraping the sky
with emerald, glass claws
We are the dealers in dust
We are waiting for you
to come join the ball
Come brazen the fair
But do I compare
to the silence?
Light feet
break through
Folly hour
Handing off the fire
Etched in stone
but traced in seeds
while chained to the marrow
for awhile
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9. |
Nova Swing
05:35
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Oh momma,
they've held these seashells against their poor ears for so long
Going deaf,
listening to a dead sample
It sits like glassware upon a crooked head
And acts as a lantern in the day
They don't seem ok
Oh momma, they're staring right through the looking glass
it seems is broken for sure
Basket case
on the chase for sin
Roll the dice
Charming men meet chin to chin, alright
I saw the pale reds
speak against the fresh, young blues
Lazy, red eyes
don't appeal to the evening news, alright
What the Czar strips he makes back in tar
but that ain't worth much when you're trying for breath
Plumb the depths of the plumb-line throws
Magic sits where apathy grows
cold and stale
Added decadence
to convince the masses
there's more they can be
Get the last laugh
only cause you are the last to laugh
Ha!
He who holds the law of the jungle
must wrangle, fine animals
He who holds the law of the jungle
must wrangle, her animals
I saw the pale red
speak against the fresh, young blue
Lazy, red eyes
can't compete with the morning rise
All rise
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