1. |
Totally Jugular
02:49
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Never bite your tongue
You're better left undone
And better you don't know
What it has become
You could swear up and down
That it wouldn't make a difference
Or bear a heavy burdon
But this is not your mission
Make your goal in life a feast for the senses
Take aim for the jugular
Clamp down on narrow misses
Off the cuff
On the cusp
Or somewhere in between
Where you'd never be
(chorus)
Sentenced to a life in time
Surrounded, chained and tied
Surrender is not a choice
All else has been tried
(chorus)
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2. |
All Day Breakfast
03:16
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(So we had ours and you had yours)
I hope they serve an all day breakfast
'Cause in the morning I'll be sleeping
It'd be quite lucky if they were open
But that may be too much for hopin'
Yes, that may be too much for hopin'
One's a shoe-in
And two's to begin
Threes are foreign
And fours are boring
(With you the minutes turned into hours)
(chorus)
Hail the moron
Who blew a neuron
A defensive posture
One can be sure
(I peaked, light seeped and split the dream in two)
(chorus)
Broke from slumber
Sawing lumber
What a bummer
Woken by hunger
(Awake in bed we'd spoke and said that we needed to be fed)
I hope they serve an all day breakfast
'Cause in the morning I'll be sleeping
But that wwould be too much for hopin'
Yes, that would be too much for hopin'
Above by under
Points to ponder
Keep from blunder
When left to plunder
(I thought I was in suspended sleep with you)
I hope they serve an all day breakfast
'Cause in the morning I'll be sleeping
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3. |
Woupicup
03:13
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Savored a moment that turned from sweet to sour
Left right away in my most desperate hour
And bolted to a trapdoor floor by the cheapest leather boots
Strapped in place execution-style by masked men in cheap pursuits
Woupicup
Thrust into a world in which you'll never pry apart the power
Dropped head first quenched bloodthirst of Oncelers in the towers
I'd settle for the cracks I can eke out on the surface
Drive a deep wedge from the steep ledge until it spits abyss
Spared but for a stroke of luck that just had swung my way
Bobbing from a length of twine was meant for me today
The hitch was botched, the bend was slipped, the rope itself was frayed
If the hangman tying knots had hands, I would have been afraid
Woupicup
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4. |
Hazmat
02:00
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A twist of dial give gain to the lines on her face
Gift of knob make spin digits to be traced
Curse of gab unglued the well-healed veins
Panic planted the seed of tell-tale stains
Case open and closed, exhumed and burned
The ashes scattered to the far corners of the Earth
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Caught wind of planned disaster
Made me think they got away with murder
Everybody's somebody's asshole
Gracious manners won't get you nowhere
Everybody's somebody's asshole
Always causin' several hassles
Beared an egg tooth when I chipped out
Of the shell and I was stripped down
To the barest of essentials
For Baloo I've got the blues now
Served a full term as a fool's cow
Lose weight now, ask me how
Caught sight of camp deserters
They told me they weren't going to hurt her
Everybody's somebody's asshole
Gracious manners won't get you nowhere
Everybody's somebody's asshole
One for me, one to you, that's a pair
Everybody's somebody's asshole
Gracious manners won't get you nowhere
Everybody's somebody's asshole
'Cause everbody's on the go
And everybody's everybody's asshole
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6. |
Undry Hours
02:54
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Expect no more than
What's been seen before
Hung with fear on your undry hours
Clothing to tear is torn
So we know now
What we saw then
Were the ticks under the table
Full-fledged flippers flap together
For the differently abled
Backstage access to the abcess
Will be passed out after recess
Double toil on the boil
With some degree of success
The kind find bygones
Just had a twirl and left
Shuffled right through your undry hours
Somethings are for the best
(chorus)
Don't await the open arms
Or the hands of upper crust
Shake the rust off your undry hours
Sink trust, bet on a bust
(chorus)
Damn the pilot fall behind
A solid wall of fire
Burned alive again, scorched undry hours
To figure who's the better flyer
(chorus)
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7. |
Trifecta Holiday
03:17
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Let me be the first to say
On this very special trifecta holiday
Let me be the first to say
Sweet anniversary, joyous Fourth of July
And to the little baby
Welcome to the world today
It's the middle of your life
So happy birthday
You'll find it just the way we left it
Cold and wet and tired and unfit
For humans to live in
But here we are born again
(repeat from top)
Let me be the last to say
In the very last moments of this trifecta holiday
Let me be the last to say
Sweet anniversary, joyous Fourth of July
And to the little baby
Welcome to the world today
The beginning of the end of your life
So happy birthday
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Circle centered in a grid and
Nailed down to a solid place
Climb for the furthest limb
We thought we could handle it
Perfect wings on a broken dove
We might never hear the end of it
The ill will spill and the sides will split
Another sign from above
Why settle for two tone
When you got ninety-nine levels of undo
Force land on falling tides
Desperate thoughts and calculated deeds
Manifest when worlds collide
Lustful wants before the desperate needs
Everything gets blown to bits
Can't quench the lust for breakneck speed
Marked bites worse than barks
Blink once, mold into the dark
Think back to that ticklish time
One's hopes were barely left alive
Why settle for two tone
When you got ninety-nine levels of undo
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9. |
Ascencion
02:26
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Balked at chance
Stalked for a glance
Left wide open
Bent on revenge
Sent home to remember
But ran half a world away
Impoverished inventions
Huddled Mass intentions
Aspirations on the floor
Chech inspiration at the door
There's no spirit anymore
Jumped through hoops for serendipity
Awashed in data avalanche
Pixel dust precipitating
Snowed over by a bit storm tsunami
Give command to proceed
Get the word from the top
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10. |
Ginchiest
02:46
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Got myself in future mode
Time unravels, things unfold
Exactly as was fortold
The ginchiest has gotten old
Fear a world to stand behind
Dread an earthly wait in line
Encounters of the fifth kind and so
Someone's got a left to know
Got myself in future mode
Time unravels, things unfold
Exactly as was fortold
The ginchiest has gotten old
Brought about to end all ends
Cutoff from all beginnings
And every wayward leaning
No one's right-o in opinions
Why don't you scream when you're shattered
It's all too true and you'll come to believe it
I still find that it doesn't matter
Still fills me with wonder and chills me with rage
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11. |
Brownian Motion
03:21
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One wrong move
With feet nailed to the floor
It's déjá vu all over again
You've seen this all before
Take a clue that was provided
Just for you to fall divided
And perpetuate (have you desire or half a notion)
Brownian Motion
Slide solo
First impulse out the door
Signal flow until it drains
Empty for ever more
(chorus)
I kept a secret of the score
It's hard to say the words sometimes
That cut down to the core
(chorus)
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12. |
New Aboriginals
01:59
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Cut one on a flim-flam
Couldn't then but now I can
Daunting visuals found heavy
Flood me brain, come back to me
The only way to find yourself
Is to lose yourself first
Pressed on just like it had to be
What came next was logically
Mapped out of a master plan
Follow path down descent of man
(chorus)
People choose what to believe
Convinced of their own everything
On stumps for legs, taking stands
When without stone, set it sand
(chorus)
Dreamtime ends now with alarms
Shout kicking feet and flailing arms
Countless years can't be wrong
Left to smoke a billabong
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13. |
Crypt Kicker Five
02:52
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Pressed on, dropped off, turned left
Boxed in, held down, tuned out
Let the burden fall upon the one and only
Sense the perfect moment, the twitch of a hair
Must be patient lie in wait incognito
Bushwack set us back to the stone age
Trampled heart on sacred ground
The strangest find yet to be found
(chorus)
Consecrated grave mounds
Concentrating long enough to let my guard down
(chorus)
Crypt kicker five is buried alive
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14. |
Then Lift
01:22
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Then lift up your arms
Stand well-braced
Kept from harm
Left not a trace
Avert your gaze
Turn your head and look the other way
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15. |
Serenity Now
03:17
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Don't do what you should
Nor do it when you ought
'Cause you've been
Bartered, borrowed, traded-for and bought
Told to wait
Have patients
Tested bait
Persuasion
Slim chances, that's how
I'm still waiting on serenity now
Save the brightest jail
Lift the widest veil
All effects rotating
To spin the tallest tale
They know what you know
And they wouldn't let you show
Four limbs are lashed and tethered
Weathered don't you know
Ill-fated postions
Solicit submissions
From those made to bow
Still counting on serenity now
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16. |
Glossolalia
04:20
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Tack on an ending to reflect your favorite method
For my demise
Please get me wrong
You'd find it wise to play along
Abdicate
Abjudicate
Can we find a simple way
For a simpleton, a middle man
Minding his business
Looking the other way
Wide awake for a sleepy life
Armed to the teeth with butterknives
There will be no last minute
Rescue happy endings
No calvary, no hand of God
No guarantee, have you forgot
(chorus)
The fun is over it comes grinding to a halt
Two for two
On a carny ride
It's a three point play
On a moonlight drive
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